In the dense reed marsh, a group of people wearing black security uniforms were walking chaotically.
Some of them were holding big knives in their hands to clear the way, and some were carrying old sleeves with smooth rifling on their backs. They seemed to be marching in a hurry, but in fact everyone was panicking in their hearts.
Hubei's security group is not even a miscellaneous army. Just like what is said in the movie, they are here to collect corpses.
Dragon Boat Festival walked alone, expressionless.
He is not from this world. He was originally a member of Lao A, the strongest special force in the Xia Kingdom, but he didn't want to stay up late and watch "Eight Hundred" three times and time traveled.
When he woke up again, he saw his anxious uncle Lao Hulu, and the little Hubei who had always regarded him as a great hero.
Dragon Boat Festival didn't know why, but she was a little more excited.
He did not expect that as a soldier, he would be able to travel through that war-torn era, kill the Japanese bandits who invaded our borders, and promote our great country.
However, these people around him are indeed not soldiers. The security team is not even a third-rate army. They often suffer defeats when fighting bandits, let alone fighting against well-trained Japanese troops.
Encountering a small group of Japanese cavalry and a security group of more than 300 people, they were chased by several Japanese soldiers and fled like rabbits. Later, they were caught by the gendarmerie and executed as deserters.
How to fight with such a group of people?
Faced with such a situation, even the special forces who have experienced hundreds of battles are helpless.
"Duanwu, be careful when you get to the city. This place is no better than our home. If you see bullets, hide away. If you die, how can I have the nerve to go back to see your father and your mother?"
At this moment, Lao Hulu was chattering in Duanwu's ear, and beside him was the little Hubei who was less than 1.4 meters tall.
Little Hubei raised his face, his eyes full of admiration.
"kindness!"
Duanwu responded subconsciously, and in front of his eyes he vaguely saw the boy who was squatting on the ground shivering when the Japanese cavalry attacked. There was also the old gourd who was caught and hanged alive by the Japanese army.
They are not soldiers, just farmers who have taken up arms.
Such a group of stragglers were forcibly gathered, and they were probably just sent to make up the numbers.
But the Dragon Boat Festival did not mean to look down on any of them, because they had not yet aroused their fighting spirit and awakened the bloody spirit of the Chinese nation.
Lao Hulu would rather die than give in. Xiao Hubei resolutely gave up the opportunity to leave at the last moment, and together with a group of people who were previously considered deserters, rushed towards the Japanese in a suicidal manner.
I watched this scene-by-scene of the plot twice at Dragon Boat Festival.
He couldn't let the scene in the movie happen again. He wanted to save more people, and he couldn't allow the suicidal bridge crossing to happen again.
As a soldier, even if the enemy invades with thousands of troops and horses, you must never take a step back.
Crossing the bridge and retreating into the concession is desertion, and it is a needless death.
"Look, we're here!"
At this moment, a member of the security team shouted loudly.
Everyone looked for a place to go out, only to see that the high-rise buildings in the city that they originally looked forward to had been razed to the ground, and what was left was only devastation.
There were ruins everywhere, and charred corpses in the collapsed buildings scared some timid people, who shrank their necks and did not dare to look directly.
Crows were circling overhead, and the head of the security group was shouting and gathering the team. He also complained that he couldn't see the defenders or even the gendarmerie when they arrived at the predetermined location.
At this time, Duanwu was holding the old sleeve and was about to investigate. Unexpectedly, a stupid young man ran up first and discovered the presence of the Japanese.
"Devil! Devil!"
Leng Touqing shouted loudly, alarming the Japanese cavalry who were offering sacrifices and burning their own corpses.
These Japanese soldiers did not pay attention to the Chinese soldiers at all. They shouted "China soldiers", then mounted their horses one after another, waving their sabers and killed them in the direction of the security group.
The security team was already panicking before they even saw the Japs. They were running around like a herd of frightened sheep.
When he saw this scene, Duan Wu frowned. Just a dozen Japanese cavalrymen scared the security group of more than 300 people into such a bear-like state. It was enough for him.
"The little devil is coming, Dragon Boat Festival, come and hide quickly!"
The old gourd pulled up and frightened little Hubei, calling for the Dragon Boat Festival. But the Dragon Boat Festival was thinking about how to arouse the fighting spirit of these sheep.
They had no will to fight at all and ran around. They were knocked away by the rapidly attacking horses, their heads were cut off by the Japanese sabers, and their bodies fell to the ground.
This is a one-sided war. It is a war in which a few wolves rush into the flock of sheep.
The corpses of his compatriots fell into a pool of blood one by one, making Duanwu angry.
"Little devil!"
Dragon Boat Festival let out an angry roar, and shot the little devil from the front of the old sleeve in his hand.
The rifling of the old barrel was smoothed out. Dragon Boat Festival aimed at the opponent's chest, but he didn't want to hit the little devil's stomach.
The little devil fell off his horse, but he was still alive and howling in pain.
Duan Wu strode over and smashed the opponent's head with the butt of his gun.
When the Japs not far away saw this scene, they angrily gave up on killing the other enemies and instead roared towards Dragon Boat Festival.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, he picked up the saber dropped by the Japanese on the ground and got on his horse!
The war horse neighed, and this sharp neigh attracted countless security regiment soldiers to turn around.
At this moment, the war horse stood up. Duanwu held the rein in one hand and the sword in the other, charging towards the Japanese cavalry like a god.
"Then, isn't that Lao Hulu's nephew Duan Wu?"
"What about the saber and the war horse?"
"Japanese, look at a Jaap dead!"
"How did he do that?"
"God will descend to earth, God will descend to earth. Do you still remember? Just three days ago, we were walking during the Dragon Boat Festival. As we were walking, we suddenly fainted?"
"I see, I wonder why I became taciturn when I woke up at Dragon Boat Festival."
"Incomparably brave, I don't know which god has descended to earth!"
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puff!
When everyone was in shock, Duanwu killed another Japanese cavalryman and knocked him off his horse with a single blow.
The Japanese was cut in half and half of his body fell to the ground, but he was still able to move.
This scene shocked everyone again. They stopped running and even felt that the little devils were not scary. Duanwu casually hacked two of them to death.
"What are you guys doing standing there in a daze? Use your gun to fight the little devil!"
Lao Hulu roared at this time, but in fact he was also panicking. The hand holding the gun was shaking, but he fired a shot in the direction of the little devil.
Dragon Boat Festival is his nephew, and he cannot watch his nephew suffer. Otherwise, at this time, he would never yell like that and shoot at the little devil.
The rest of the people followed suit. But for some reason, their hands were shaking so badly that some of them couldn't even pull the bolt of their guns. They could only watch helplessly as the three Japanese cavalrymen turned their horses and rushed towards
Dragon Boat Festival!......
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