Isao Konoe was startled for a moment, then lowered his head in shame and released his hands that were struggling for the last time.
He was defeated, both his moves and his Bushido spirit were completely defeated.
In his eyes, the young man in front of him was a true warrior.
Compared with the Dragon Boat Festival, he felt that he was so insignificant. And at the last moment of his life, he recalled all his evil deeds.
He feels that he is a coward. His butcher knife can only be aimed at those defenseless people. And when facing death, he is just a coward.
Isao Konoe realized it, and along with his sins, the sound of cracking brocade disappeared.
Duanwu took back his sword and gently wiped the blood splattered on his face with the back of his left hand.
He slowly turned around, this war with great disparity in strength had come to an end.
More than fifty Japanese soldiers, like Isao Konoe, all paid with their lives for their crimes.
Duanwu slowly raised the sword in his hand. At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be detonated in an instant, and all the soldiers burst into cheers.
Because they won, except for the more than 300 Japanese who escaped, the entire 68th Regiment of the Third Division, including the commander of the regiment, Konoe Isao, were all annihilated.
The Japanese regiment was wiped out, but the independent regiment only came back at the cost of sacrificing more than 400 people. How could such a victory not make the soldiers ecstatic?
"Long live the leader! Long live the leader!"
The excited soldiers shouted, because it was the Dragon Boat Festival that led them to defeat the Japanese with exhalation and raised eyebrows, and it was the Dragon Boat Festival that led them to create one miracle after another.
Even today, they still dare not imagine that with just such a small number of people, they could swallow up the entire 68th Regiment in one go.
Those were more than 4,000 Japs. Those were the ones who dared to challenge the entire Eighty-Eighth Division.
But at this moment, all the corpses of the Japanese were trampled under their feet.
They are proud! They are proud! They look at the Dragon Boat Festival with great reverence and reverence.
Duanwu also raised the weapons in his hands and roared loudly: "Young devils have nothing to fear! Anyone who offends our country will be punished no matter how far away he is!"
"Those who offend China will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
"Those who offend China will be punished no matter how far away they are!"
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The roars of the soldiers resounded through the sky, and the roars of the soldiers could be heard in a radius of hundreds of meters.
The people on the south bank gathered together again. When they heard the voices of the Chinese soldiers on the north bank, they were ecstatic:
"We won, we won, we Chinese soldiers won!"
"Awesome, grandma's. We won!"
"Hahaha, the little devil said it would take three hours to end the battle. It's a joke."
"No, this is not a joke, it was our Chinese soldiers who wiped out all the Japs within three hours, hahaha!"
"Damn it, it's so relaxing. The entire 68th Regiment was killed, right?"
"Long live the Chinese soldiers!"
At this time, I don't know who roared.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then raised their right hands together and roared: "Long live the Chinese soldiers! Long live the Chinese soldiers!..."
The sound was surging and resounded throughout the entire south bank.
The patrol police who originally prevented the people from approaching the south bank were unable to stop them at this moment. Moreover, they were questioned by the people: "You are also Chinese, but compare with the soldiers on the north bank. They are resisting Japanese pirates, but you are
Being used as a dog for foreigners."
The concession patrolman lowered his head in shame, while the British soldiers could only shrink back in despair.
People on the south bank continued to gather along the Suzhou River. In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of people gathered.
The largest number of people gathered at the bridgehead of the Junk Bridge. Thousands of people gathered there to go and work in the army.
British soldiers and one hundred and fifty patrolmen were huddled here to prevent anyone from crossing the bridge.
"Go back. You can stand on the bank of the river, but you cannot cross the bridge.
This is an agreement reached between Mr. Consul and the Japanese. You don’t want the Japanese to enter the concession, do you? Think about how terrible the Japanese are? If they attack, we will all die.
Do you understand or not? Only the British can protect us. We must listen to Mr. Consul..."
The patrol captain tried his best to persuade me.
"Pull him down. The little Japs have been beaten away by our Chinese soldiers a long time ago. Go to the north bank and have a look. Is there another little Japs?"
One hundred people questioned him, but the patrol captain was speechless.
But have the Japanese really left? They are not sure either. Moreover, they cannot let the people present pass. Otherwise, the jobs rewarded by the British masters will be ruined.
They came across with their rifles and pressed hard against the crowd.
But there were too many people, and with more than a hundred patrol officers, they couldn't stop them at all.
Their range of activities was getting smaller and smaller, and they saw that the British soldiers behind them were about to cling to the iron fence.
boom!
One of the British soldiers finally took off his hypocritical mask and fired a shot into the sky.
He held a large-caliber rifle and roared at the people: "You bunch of ignorant Chinese pigs, get back here, or I will punish you all on the spot for disturbing public order!"
Facing the British guns, the people glared angrily. But they had no choice because the British had guns in their hands.
But at the same time, they don't want to go back, because in each of their hearts, they are thinking about those soldiers who fought bravely against the Japanese invaders, and how are they doing now!
They must be hungry, they must be injured. They need someone to take care of them.
"Let us go! We want labor!"
"Yes, let us go! We want labor!"
The people became angry again. They raised their right hands and protested against the British soldiers.
The British soldiers showed their fierce appearance. He felt that if he did not kill a few people today, these Chinese people would not be afraid of him.
"Since you Chinese pigs are looking for death, don't blame me! Machine gunners prepare!..."
Bang! Bang!
Just when the British soldiers were about to start a killing spree, two gunshots suddenly sounded behind them.
The British soldier trembled in fright and quickly turned around to look. But at this moment, a group of people were pushing a cart full of weapons.
The leader was a veteran holding a pipe in his mouth, while six recruits worked together to push a cart.
The old soldier didn't say anything. He just reached the river and stepped on a stone. Then he looked at the British soldier and said with a smile: "British devil? What are you so crazy about? If you try to scare the people again, I'll screw your head off."
Come down, do you believe it?"
This veteran is none other than Zhou Da Bang, one of the veteran veterans of the security corps.
Zhou Dabang, like Lao Kan, is a veteran of the security group.
You have the ability, but you don't want to use it. When fighting, let the new recruits rush forward until they die.
When the new recruits die, the commander will send out another batch of new recruits.
So they never pay attention to the new recruits, because it won't take long for these people to die on the battlefield.
But similarly, his soul was also called back by the Dragon Boat Festival.
He gradually became like a veteran and understood a truth.
A good person will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridiculed by others. I can no longer live a cowardly life.
Let’s fight for the Chinese people and make a road for the new recruits. Let them all live like one person! . . .
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