Just like a crow desperately trying to get money, Xia Dayu also had his reasons for having to get money.
As the leader of a beggar gang active in Songjiang Xicheng District, he has as many as a dozen younger brothers and sisters to support.
During the Republic of China, there were so few doctors and medicines that the average life span of Chinese people was astonishingly less than 40 years old. This also led to a lot of orphans in the poorer villages.
Not every orphan can be as lucky as Crow. Even if he struggles desperately, he can grow up safely. Many orphans can only come to the city in order to survive. Those over 10 years old can still make a living by working for others.
Yuan, there are some who are more lucky and can enter the charity hall that can provide porridge, water and shelter, but most of them can only survive by begging.
The beggar gang led by Xia Dayu is actually the younger siblings he adopted as orphans. In order to feed more than a dozen mouths, the older children do small jobs, while the younger children can only beg on the streets. Residents see
They were pitiful, and they usually had a lot of relief. Although their lives were a bit harsh, they managed to survive several cold and summer seasons.
However, when the war came, the Songjiang government notified all residents to evacuate. Ordinary residents either went to the countryside to see relatives and friends, or they had some savings, but for Xia Dayu and the Beggar Gang who relied on city life, even if they were cut off,
source of livelihood.
Otherwise, as the boss, he would not have risked losing his head by sneaking into Xilin Temple to pursue the idea of becoming a Buddha.
He needed this money to support his younger brothers and sisters who were still hiding in Xiaoheishan 30 miles outside the city. That was the meeting place agreed upon by Xia Dayu and them.
So, facing this fake novice monk who started to tell lies, the two big cakes in the arms of the crow fell into the belly of the little bald man.
Otherwise, the young man who is about to faint from hunger would not have the strength to talk to a crow.
A young man and a bald boy were hiding on a pagoda that was more than 30 meters high, watching from a high position. From the edge of the residential houses, groups of Japanese soldiers bypassed the still steaming houses and advanced deep into the residential areas. They were only a few meters away from Xilin Temple.
Getting closer.
“Uncle Crow, what should we do? The Japanese soldiers are coming.” The little bald man said with a strong cry.
For this young man, instead of being afraid of the vicious Japanese, it is better to say that he is afraid of not being able to bring the dozen silver coins he finally got from the Buddha to his younger brothers and sisters.
Especially when I think of the 3-year-old Fat Ya, the youngest sister who opens her mouth and begs for a hug every time she sees him coming back, she must not even have eaten in the past two days and is so hungry.
When Xia Dayu thought of this, his heart felt like a knife.
“What should we do? Cold salad!” Crow rolled his eyes. “You little bastard disguised yourself as a little monk and came to pry into Buddha’s old man’s money box. You were very brave, but now you are afraid?”
"How did I know that cowards like you in the security group were so tenacious and fought with the Japanese soldiers for so long? I thought you just pretended to be a show-off and ran away. I would have run away from you long ago." The little bald head looked very painful.
He spoke from his heart.
This was also the most miscalculated place for the eccentric and daring boss of the Beggar Gang. He never expected that the security team, which usually had a very bad reputation, was like taking a powerful pill. It lasted two days outside the city, and there was a fight in between
The Japanese fought many battles.
It made the Japanese go crazy and bombard them with artillery. This time it was great. They even hit incendiary bombs and poison gas bombs that they had never heard of.
It was precisely because of the existence of the poison gas bomb that the two of them did not dare to go down to the pagoda at all. The fat fish in the wishing pond were all belly-up, and the few old turtles that hurriedly landed on the shore and wanted to escape were also lying down now. Come to think of it,
The poison on the ground is still great, otherwise the Japanese soldiers who are only a hundred meters away from here wouldn't still have weird masks on their heads.
There was no way to continue chatting that day. Crow wanted to give this weird boy a hard slap on his bald head, but in the end he was reluctant to do so.
He saw the shadow of his youth, and the boy in front of him was better than the lonely one he had been.
Over there, the Japanese army made new moves.
Advancing to about halfway up the block, the Japanese army fired three green flares into the air after discovering that there was no Chinese.
That means they are about to conquer the neighborhood victoriously.
Kunisaki in the distance was overjoyed and said, "Order the Fourth Infantry Brigade to advance to the neighborhood and order Major Sakio on the front line. He will have a chance to wash away his shame."
Large-scale Japanese troops moved.
The infantry squadron that had entered the neighborhood first was still searching and moving forward in small groups, but its main infantry force followed two Type 89 tanks and two Type 94 armored vehicles and drove straight in along Zhongshan Road Street.
Kunizaki's purpose was very clear. It would take one to two hours for an infantry brigade to clear out the remaining enemies and completely occupy the block. Then the entire army would use the block as an advance base. After the heavy artillery brigade arrived, they would launch an attack on the city.
As for Cangcheng, which he originally attached great importance to, he no longer paid much attention to it after the enemies in the neighborhood fled in confusion. Under the double blow of sulfur bombs and poison gas bombs, the small Cangcheng may have been destroyed by this time.
The corpses were scattered everywhere.
Major Sakio, who is already prepared, will not disappoint him.
However, Major General Kunizaki was doomed to be disappointed.
More than 500 death squads, with Heroic Captain Kato as the front-line commander, encountered a dense stream of metal bullets fired from Kura Castle in an area 150 meters away from Kura Castle.
"This is just the Chinese people's desperate struggle! All the troops, kill chickens!" Hero Kato, who took off his gas mask as an example, waved his command sword, showing the incomparable courage of the Imperial Japanese Army.
Without giving the Japanese captain, who was determined to wash away his shame, a chance to regret, a bullet accurately shot into the angry mouth of the hero Kato.
I just pretended to be cool and brought my own command knife, and then I was targeted.
Hideo Kato really refused to die with his eyes open. The back of his head was almost turned into a bloody flower by the deformed bullet tip. It took three seconds before he collapsed.
Tang Dao, who was on the distant position, did not even glance at his own victory. He aimed his gun at the light machine gun shooter not far behind the Japanese captain, pulled the bolt, and pulled the trigger.
Japanese shooter, dead!
The muzzle of the gun turned again, and the grenadier soldier was dead!
Pull the trigger again, and the sergeant will die!
With five consecutive shots, five Japanese soldiers were killed.
Peng Chong......
He now somewhat understood Tang Dao's intention of pointing the rifle with a scope 600 meters away.
Tang Dao's spear was actually more terrifying than the knife in his hand.
The Japanese army, which received the command to attack from the commander, would never stop attacking just because the commander died. Each infantry squad, under the command of the second lieutenant squad leader, brazenly rushed towards the Cangcheng wall that already had several gaps.
As long as we rush there, the last will of the Chinese people who have suffered heavy losses will be completely buried.
The dark neighborhood has become the possession of the Japanese army. Not only did it give Major General Kunisaki confidence, the Japanese infantrymen who received the news were also full of confidence in the incendiary bombs and poison gas bombs they used.
But, as the great man said, it is always people, not equipment, that determine the victory of a war.
American cowboys who are more confident in their equipment took three years to finally understand this truth.
So, the Japanese also need to learn through bloody lessons.
The Chinese defenders in Cangcheng gave them a good lesson.
The 500 death squads, under the cover of more than 20 heavy machine guns, 10 infantry guns, and 30 grenade launchers, launched a desperate attack regardless of life and death. However, the 30-meter distance from the Cangcheng wall was the limit of their progress.
The scary thing is not the cold-blooded gunman. No matter how accurate he is, killing dozens of people is already his limit. What's more, on such a smoke-filled battlefield, he still has to find important targets.
What is frightening is the will of the Chinese. No matter how fierce the artillery fire is, the Chinese counterattack will definitely frighten the Japanese army.
Several Chinese mortars could only temporarily suppress the heavy machine guns in the distance. The light and heavy machine guns were suppressed by the infantry artillery and grenade launchers and could hardly fire more bursts of fire, so they needed to evade or move their positions.
Even the machine guns, which frightened the infantry, did not dare to appear easily after the infantry guns reached a distance of nearly 700 meters.
However, the Chinese are like iron men who cannot be killed by bullets or exploded by artillery shells. Even though that position has just been covered by concentrated firepower from infantry artillery and grenade launchers, bullets are still being shot out.
In close combat, the Chinese’s terrifying submachine guns and rifles became a nightmare for the Japanese infantry.
Almost every time they tried to charge from the crawling ground, they would be swept down by a hail of bullets on the way to the charge.
It seems that if you want to kill them, you can only blast them into the sky together with the city wall that is already crumbling but will not collapse.
20 minutes, just 20 minutes, the dead hero Kato, who issued the order to charge to the death, took nearly 300 Japanese infantry with him on the way to see Amaterasu.
But this is only one of the reasons that made Major General Kunisaki's face turn green.
The Japanese infantry brigade located in the neighborhood was also attacked by the Chinese.
