"Boom boom boom!"

"Da da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The closer Jiang Hao was, the more guns and cannons became, and he knew that he should find a place to fight. In a narrow alley, Jiang Hao climbed up the eaves and jumped onto the roof. His luck and strength jumped over the roof, and finally saw the battlefield below on the roof.

Jiang Hao saw countless sandbags piled up in front of a street, and the soldiers of the Kuomintang were fighting to the death. Two Japanese tanks opened the way and kept bombarding the positions in front. The Japanese army behind the tanks frequently fired guns.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Hao knew that this position could not be defended, and the gap between the two sides in weapons was too big.

"Boom boom!"

The Type 89 light chariot fired two shells at the position. Jiang Hao saw several people in the National Army's position being killed on the spot. Heavy machine guns on the tank opened fire. The flames rushed out more than a foot long, and bullets frantically strafed the National Army's position.

A company commander of the teaching regiment raised his head from the mound, looked at the Japanese tank and scolded him, and shouted to the people around him: "Who went to blow up that tank?"

"I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

Several people stood up at that time.

"Tie the grenades together, pull the strings together when they get closer, and blow the tanks into the sky." The company commander shouted.

Several people quickly tied the grenades and tied them with straps. Some were clamped under their armpits, some were clamped in their hands, and some were tied directly to their bodies.

"Brothers, I've fought hard to survive!"

"Fight!"

What is this reason? They want to survive very much. Everyone wants to survive, but sometimes, if you are reluctant to give up your own life, you cannot protect the lives of your elders and relatives.

No matter who you are or when, as long as you fight for the motherland and the people, you are a hero!

The invaders are all beasts.

"Run!"

Five people stood up with grenade bags and rushed over to the Japanese army through the sandbag bunker. They wanted to use their flesh and blood to shake the invaders' steel guns and cannons.

"Da da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The machine gun on the tank opened fire and fired wildly at the rushing Chinese soldiers, and the replenishing troops behind the tank also raised their guns to shoot.

Puff puff puff ~

A series of bullets hit the soldiers of the National Army. Some rushed out for more than ten steps, and some rushed out for more than twenty steps. Rows of bullets hit them, blood splattered, and they all fell down screaming.

The fastest one ran to a place that was only twenty meters away from the Japanese tank, but was still knocked over to the ground by dense bullets.

Their blood stained the earth red.

That's right,

Their blood is red and hot.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and scolded him.

The Japanese tanks were still moving forward steadily, and artillery fire continued to bombard the position. Jiang Hao gritted his teeth, jumped off the roof and came out of a small alley, came to the back of the Japanese army, lay down less than 200 meters away from the Japanese, and took out a crooked machine gun from the space.

"Da da da! Da da da da!"

The machine gun in Jiang Hao's hand burst out and fired behind the Japanese army. Jiang Hao came too suddenly. He killed seven or eight of the troops hiding behind the tank. At this time, someone shouted loudly: "There are enemies behind."

The Japanese soldiers lay down and began to shoot and fight back at Jiang Hao. For a moment, the entire offensive scene paused and the battlefield became a little chaotic.

suddenly,

When Jiang Hao saw the Kuomintang soldier who wanted to explode the tank, the tank car stopped next to his body. Even if he died, he was still holding a bundle of grenades in his hand.

"I'll help you fulfill your wish." Jiang Hao said in his heart.

The machine gun in his hand moved slightly and shot towards the direction of the national soldier. Dada, the bullet hit the body of the Chinese soldier. The man did not move at all, and a bullet hit the bundle of grenades.

boom!!!

The grenade exploded with a blast, shrapnel flew everywhere, and countless Japanese soldiers fell down. The tank next to it was also blown off a chain and fell into a trap.

"Machine gunner, strafing, strafing!" a Japanese sergeant shouted at the soldiers.

Several light machine guns fired wildly at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao was beaten down and suddenly, he felt his left shoulder numb. When he looked down, blood suddenly flowed out. Damn, he was injured. At this time, he felt that his entire left arm was no longer struggling.

He touched the back with his right hand and took it back and saw that it was full of blood. He knew that he had been pierced by a bullet, so Jiang Hao quickly sealed the wound with his spiritual power to prevent too much blood from flowing.

"Ah, give it to me!"

Jiang Hao was silent, and the Japanese attack became even more crazy. At the same time, a team of people rushed towards Jiang Hao. When Jiang Hao saw this situation, he thought silently in his heart, pulled away the machine gun, took out a few melon grenades, opened the security, knocked it out, and threw it out immediately. Then he immediately turned into the alley next to him.

These grenades are not to kill the enemy, but to block the enemy's pursuit.

At this moment, his entire left arm was numb. Although there was spiritual energy to seal the wound, it was still very serious. Fortunately, the penetrating injury of his shoulder was not too serious. If he had a talisman in his hand, he could quickly self-control, but now he had nothing.

Without an arm, it would be equivalent to 80% of his combat power, so it would be difficult to continue fighting.

Jiang Hao felt silent in his heart,

After all, I am just an ordinary person. Even if I have peak physical fitness and special forces combat knowledge, I still cannot resist the flying rain of bullets. You don’t know where those bullets are fired. This time the injury is actually not difficult to predict.

A sense of crisis?

In such an environment, Jiang Hao was full of a sense of crisis, because everyone wanted to kill him, countless weapons were aimed at him, and shells were shot at him, and his keen sense of crisis was not very effective.

Jiang Hao was thinking randomly, but his feet didn't stop. He wanted to leave here as soon as possible and find a place to recover from his injuries. The current injuries would not cost him his life. As long as he used his spiritual power to nourish him well, he would probably be cured in four or five days.

After passing through two alleys and over two walls, Jiang Hao came to another street.

suddenly,

There was a noise in front of him, and Jiang Hao felt a little moved and hid beside him.

I quietly saw a team of Japanese soldiers carrying the Red Cross marker running over on the street in front of me, and someone shouted, "There are many wounded people there, so I will take the wounded away quickly and take them to the battlefield hospital."

Hearing this, Jiang Hao's eyes turned, he staggered out, threw his rifle to the ground, and lay on his side.

A few minutes later, a team of ambulance soldiers ran back with several injuries.

" たすけて! たけて!"

Jiang Hao raised one hand and shouted at the ambulances.

"Hey, there is one more here."

"Why didn't you see it just now?"

"Don't worry about that," someone hurried forward and asked, "Where have you been hurt?"

Jiang Hao pointed to his left shoulder weakly. The man took off Jiang Hao's clothes and saw a wound that penetrated his shoulder. He looked at Jiang Hao's back and immediately said, "The penetration injury is not a big problem. Now we have limited hands. Let's stand up and I will help you walk together."

Jiang Hao picked up his rifle, put his arm on the Japanese ambulance's shoulder, and followed him forward with his steps.

They walked to the other street, and Jiang Hao and other wounded were put in the car together. There were a lot of injuries lying in the car, some of which had broken their arms, and some had their eyes blown off. Jiang Hao was surprised to find that some of them were made by himself.

It is said that enemies are particularly jealous when they meet, but they don’t know themselves.

The car was bumping all the way, and after walking for about ten minutes, he drove into a yard. Jiang Hao glanced at the sign hanging on the gate of the stone pillar, "Jinling Hospital."

This was once the best hospital in Jinling, but now it has been occupied by the Japanese and has become the largest battlefield hospital in Nanjing.

"Carry someone out of the car!"

A group of people came over and carried the wounded down. One of them came over to help Jiang Hao get out of the car and staggered into the building. Jiang Hao saw the corridor full of wounded people, and they all wailed in pain.

The person who supported Jiang Hao left Jiang Hao in the corridor and ignored him, and ran out to pick up others. Jiang Hao complained in his heart that the service attitude was too bad.

You don't care about me, I'll go in by myself.

Jiang Hao walked into a treatment room, and the doctor was bandaging the wound. Jiang Hao stuffed it directly. After more than ten minutes, it was his turn. The doctor with a mask looked at Jiang Hao's wound and said in a muffled voice: "Puncture injury, ask him if it's not big."

This doctor disinfected Jiang Hao with alcohol, bandaged gauze and finished it. Damn, the medical level is not as high as mine.

In a hall, Jiang Hao saw rows of beds, rows of wounded people lying on it. Jiang Hao found a person with no one and lay directly on it.

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He fought and fought non-stop as soon as he crossed over. In the past few hours, he had almost no rest. He ran tensely and felt very tired.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Hao started practicing and constantly nourishing his wounds with his spiritual energy. He wanted to heal as soon as possible. Time passed little by little. I don’t know how long it took, but someone suddenly shouted: “It’s time to eat, and you can move to get your own food.”

Jiang Hao opened his eyes, and at this moment he felt his stomach empty.

Seeing those who had broken hands and lame legs and blind all stood up and prepared to have dinner, Jiang Hao also stood up and quickly walked to the backyard of Jinling Hospital. Here, Jiang Hao saw many injuries, with no less than five or six hundred people, and limping with bandages, which made Jiang Hao feel like watching zombie movies.

There were several tables in the yard, with basins, aluminum boxes, bowls and chopsticks on them. Everyone in the past received their own meals. The food was very simple, each with two steamed buns, two spoonfuls of vegetables, including meat and vegetables, and a bowl of soup.

The Japanese food in the early days of the invasion was still good.

After making a meal, everyone squatted or stood in the yard, eating silently, and Jiang Hao observed the surrounding situation while eating.

Looking up at the sky, it was getting darker.
Chapter completed!