At Jiangdu Fairy Temple, the 111th Division of the 57th Army is preparing for the attack.

Yangzhou had fallen. The Japs landed at Huojiaqiao and formed a pincer attack on the 111th Division. Commander Chang of the 111th Division had to withdraw his troops and stick to the Fairy Temple area.

But obviously the little Japanese did not stop because they captured Yangzhou, but pursued the victory.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers rushed toward the Fairy Temple with murderous intent. Master Chang looked through the telescope with a serious look on his face.

If his weapons and equipment were similar to those of the Japs, he might still have a 50-50 draw in this battle, but the Japs were well-equipped and had great advantages in individual combat. He didn't know how long he could withstand this battle.

In the battle of Yangzhou, the 111th Division had lost nearly one-third of its troops, and the number of wounded was nearly a thousand.

Even among the soldiers defending the position at this time, one out of ten was slightly injured.

"Master, you see, the kid has started to set up artillery positions again."

At this moment, one of Commander Chang's staff officers pointed to a high ground in the distance, where the Japs were pulling heavy artillery pieces up the mountain.

Commander Chang looked in the direction directed by his staff, and saw that the Japs had chosen that location to set up an artillery position.

In other words, Commander Chang had expected it before, but that position couldn't be defended at all.

First, the high ground is more than five hundred meters away from the Fairy Temple, and second, the height of the hill is only about seven or eight meters, and there is no obstruction on the mountain that can be used as a shelter, and the entire area is only three meters

About a hundred square meters.

In such a small area, not even a platoon of troops can be accommodated, and it is a small isolated high ground. Leaving soldiers there will only lead to death.

Therefore, Commander Chang could only watch helplessly at this time. Of course, if there were artillery, he would definitely blast it. In such a small artillery position, as long as there is a howitzer over 120 mm, one shot can destroy the entire

The position was overturned.

But it is a pity that the 111th Division's artillery shells were all used up when the Japanese attacked Yangzhou.

In Yangzhou, the 111th Division held on for a day and a night, but no one knew how the 111th Division got through that day and night.

Therefore, facing the 111th Division that lacked heavy weapons, Commander Chang was also a clever woman who could not make a plan without rice.

"Tell the brothers to dig the trench deeper."

Commander Chang gave the order helplessly, because it was almost useless. The area near Yangzhou was also washed by rivers, and the soil was very soft. I was afraid that after a round of Japanese shelling, the trenches would be filled up. Before, many soldiers were killed in this way.

Buried in the dirt and sacrificed.

But there is no way, because if they don't dig deep, they may not be able to survive even one round of shelling.

Therefore, Commander Chang could only order the soldiers to dig the trenches deeper and wait for the next round of shelling to continue digging.

There is no telling how long such a passive battle will last. Shangfeng said there would be reinforcements, but he has not seen any sign of reinforcements so far.

He knew that perhaps there would be no reinforcements in this life, because if there were enough troops, they would probably fall to Nanjing instead of supporting Yangzhou.

Beep! Beep!......

Suddenly, just as Commander Chang was staring at the battlefield with a solemn expression, a convoy of vehicles stopped on the battlefield as if they were in a deserted area.

"Whose car? Let them leave quickly, the little devils are going to shell them."

Commander Chang frowned, because he saw that the Japanese had set up an artillery position and were about to bombard it. At this time, a line of civilian vehicles actually drove to the position. Isn't this a joke?

Commander Chang sent his adjutant to stop the enemy, but the soldiers of the 111th Division had already released him.

At this time, the person leading the group was wearing a suit and a black woolen coat, walking with a windy pace, as if he didn't recognize his relatives.

Teacher Chang felt that the other party must have never been beaten severely by Heise, otherwise how could he dare to walk like this?

But his soldiers seemed to accept this trick, and some even saluted each other.

Commander Chang was very angry. Seeing that his soldiers could not stop the other party, he went to stop him personally. He wanted to see who the other party was.

"Hey, who are you? This is a battlefield and you don't want your life?"

Teacher Chang walked closer and scolded loudly.

But at this moment, the young man in the coat just smiled evilly.

"Be polite to the commissioner."

At this moment, Wang Zhongxin scolded.

Although Wang Zhongxin has a low military rank, only a lieutenant colonel, he is a military commander.

So when he faced Mr. Chang, he didn't take it seriously at all. What's more, he was with Duanwu this time, so there was nothing to fear.

At the same time, Commander Chang was stunned for a moment, because this was war time, and if there were any special commissioners, they would have run away long ago. How could they come to the front line to die?

Moreover, the other party was simply too young, so young that he could not believe that the other party could be a special correspondent.

Commander Chang said solemnly: "Since you are a special commissioner, you shouldn't come here. This is a battlefield. After the enemy's shelling, you don't know if anyone is alive in the entire position. What are you doing here?"

"Huh? What about you?"

Wang Zhongxin was about to reprimand Commander Chang, but Duanwu waved his hand to stop Wang Zhongxin, and then said with a slow smile: "Retreat."

"What? Retreat?"

Commander Chang was surprised, because isn't this a joke? The little devil's morale is high at this time. You can retreat if you say you retreat?

Commander Chang said: "Commissioner, this is a battlefield, not a place for joking."

Duanwu smiled, and just stretched out his hand, and the old abacus beside him handed over a pen and paper.

Dragon Boat Festival scribbled four words and signaled to Mr. Chang: "Send someone to send it over."

Teacher Chang took the note doubtfully and was about to open it, but at this moment, Duanwu suddenly said: "Don't open it, it won't work if you open it."

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Teacher Chang was speechless and thought to himself: Do you think I am a three-year-old child?

And what if you are sending information to the Japanese?

Duanwu saw Master Chang's little thought and said with a smile: "Just four words, what information can be conveyed? And I am right here. If the Japanese fire, we will die together, haha!"

Teacher Chang frowned because his thoughts were seen through by the other party, and he felt that what the other party said was reasonable. If the young man in front of him was really a spy, then he would die on the battlefield like himself. What's more,

At this time, the Japanese army had an absolute advantage. Even without intelligence, the Japanese army would surely win.

Then Master Chang shouted: "Who dares to go to the Japanese to deliver a message?"

"I!"

"I!"

"And I!......"

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Before Commander Chang finished speaking, the officers and soldiers around him rushed to ask for help.

But everyone knows that if you go there, you will probably end up with a narrow escape. Because everyone knows how cruel the Japs are, and they won’t talk about the two countries fighting each other without killing each other, so there is a high possibility that there will be no return.
Chapter completed!