Chapter 525

The front position suddenly weakened due to artillery fire support, and the war suddenly became tight. The sixth company commander Chen Lianju gritted his teeth, and his tone was full of decisive killing and decisiveness: "Can't hesitate anymore! People come, unboxing, I will take responsibility for what responsibility you have!"

"Push the cannon forward, the closer you get to the position, the better, and shoot me in depth." Chen Lianju was determined to give the Japanese a taste of the power of homemade poison gas bombs.

"Yes!" The soldiers responded in unison, and they should have let these Japanese devils suffer a lot. During the Hundred Regiments War, the Eighth Route Army had suffered heavy casualties in the battle of the Japanese using chemical weapons. The Japanese army's inhumane behavior of large-scale use of poison gas bombs on the Chinese battlefield made the soldiers hate it.

After a wave of shoulder-to-back people, several heavy infantry artillery were pushed closer to the position, close to the edge of the battlefield, which meant a decisiveness. In order to exert all attack attributes, the artillery fire of the Sixth Company completely gave up the cover of the position and pointed the attack's spearhead directly at the large unit of the Japanese military brigade.

The poison gas bomb is a double-edged sword. With a gentle gust of wind, it can slash the double-edged sword at one's own people, completely destroying the life of the 12th District Team. The sixth company commander cannot afford to bet or bear it.

"Prepare to load!" The sixth company commander Chen Lianju gave an order expressionlessly.

There are four conventional shells left in the barrel. After these four rounds, it is the turn of a killer to come on the field.

The toxic gas bomb box pried open by a steel crowbar said "mustard gas" in Japanese. Legend has it that Li Wei, the fourth company commander of the 12th District Team, is the craziest one in the entire division, but once the sixth company commander Chen Lianju gets crazy, he is not inferior to Li Wei at all.

"Preparation!~~~~~~"

The flag bearer of the first cannon raised the red flag!

"Let it go!"

The black gun barrel of the first infantry cannon suddenly ejected flames, and the ground was shaken, and the powerful sound explosion caused the nearby dust to rise after the position was shaken.

Immediately afterwards, the second cannon and the third cannon made roars one after another.

Small black dots quickly crossed the sky with a harsh roar, and directly rushed into the rear of the Japanese charge and assembly position.

"The Eighth Route Army is no longer able to do it! Hehehe!" Anxi Brigade sat firmly on a horse rack, holding a telescope and observing the battlefield filled with smoke. The flames of gunpowder weapons were almost everywhere. Every flashing meant that there was a soldier here, and it also meant that the enemy soldier fell. Both sides were not a novice. They were veterans who had been strictly trained and had rich experience in killing people. The combat methods were all one-hit. This battle was very cruel for both sides. The soldiers on both sides died more and were injured less when the battle started.

The battle situation ahead and the casualties of soldiers who were receiving the coming still made Colonel Anxi take a few breaths of air conditioning. The opponent's fighting will is almost never seen in his life. The quality and equipment of the soldiers almost made him mistakenly think that it was fighting with the army of world powers such as the United States. It was completely powerful and inconsistent, and it was not something that the Eighth Route Army or even the National Army could possess.

The Anxi Brigade, which attaches importance to the opponent, has put the 12th District team to the bottom line. After all, the innate advantage in military strength cannot be compensated by other conditions.

"Taijun is wise, the imperial army is indeed unstoppable and invincible. The young one is really impressed!" The spy captain Duan Guishan offered praise to Colonel Anxi without hesitation, and flattered him without any effort. "Listen, their cannons are no longer ringing! It seems that these Eighth Route Army members can no longer withstand the attack of the Imperial Army. They will soon be out of ammunition and food, and the entire army will be wiped out!"

Although he looked down on these lowly Chinese people, he was quite comfortable to hear Duan Guishan's flattery. Colonel Anxi snorted from his nose without comment, which was to hear Duan Guishan's efforts to flatter.

squeak!~~~

A shrill whistle quickly rushed from far to near. Just as Colonel Anxi and Duan Guishan were stunned, a fireball suddenly exploded among the Japanese soldiers thirty meters away from him. Several soldiers screamed and were pushed into the sky by the shock waves. They fell heavily to the ground, and shrapnel flew around. The soldiers closest to the bounce point turned into flying pieces of flesh and blood, and their arms and thighs became the main objects flying in the air.

Although it was outside the killing radius, the strong air waves knocked Colonel Anxi off the horse's raft. The hot air choked the survivors coughed. The soil with smoke and the flesh and blood of the humans fell from the air and hit people's faces.

"Enemy attack! Damn it, how could the enemy's artillery fire come here! Hurry up, hide! Come on, protect Lord Anxi!" A famous Japanese officer howled loudly, trying to control the situation. Faced with the sudden attack, the Japanese soldiers were suddenly blinded by the bombing, as if they were afraid that the shells would fall on their heads. They ran around in panic, shouting, and in chaos.

"Hurry, escort the colt away from here!" The Japanese soldiers who were loyal to the nearby duty quickly approached Colonel Anxi and Boom! ~ Another shell fell down, causing great casualties to the Japanese army again. The Japanese officer who was still shouting was within the range of shell killing. He had no arms around and was lifted to the hood of a car covered in blood. Life and death were unknown.

Colonel Anxi didn't care about maintaining the image of a commander. He staggered up without hesitation and ran to the back of the temporary command post in the rear. He had long learned about the artillery capabilities of the Eighth Route Army. Once he was sure, he would fight to the death. If he didn't leave here quickly, he would probably be buried in the artillery fire. All the achievements and reputations would leave him. As a senior Japanese general, he should not be foolishly blown away by one shot.

Duan Guishan was also shocked when he saw this. He followed Colonel Anxi closely, looking for a safe place to avoid this damn shelling.

"Dad!" Duan Cheng shouted in horror. The deterrence of shells is even more than lethal. People are easily torn apart like paper people in front of the explosion of fireballs. The tragic situation of casualties within the killing radius makes people unbearable to see again.

"Acheng! Keep up!" Duan Guishan turned around and shouted at his son. The rest of the people could no longer be able to control their lives and death.

squeak!~

When the deadly roar of the third shell sounded, Colonel Anxi's face changed. It was very, very unfortunate. The roar was coming from his position. With years of experience in the army, the reaction time he could give him was only two or three seconds. It was almost impossible to complete the task of escaping the killing radius of the shell in such a short time.

"Baga!" Colonel Anxi's eyes moved to Duan Guishan, the spy captain following behind him, gritted his teeth, and showed a ferocious look on his face. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Duan Guishan. Before he could react, he suddenly blocked Duan Guishan's body in front of him in the direction of the shells.

Almost at the same time, a ball of fire exploded only ten steps away from Colonel Anxi, and shock waves and shrapnel spread out.

Duan Guishan, who was made by Anxi's Grande Collara in front of him, was shocked suddenly, widened his eyes, and his mouth widened, as if he couldn't believe Lord Anxi's ruthlessness, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

The shock wave of the shell shocked Colonel Anxi and stepped back several steps against Duan Guishan's body. The two fell to the ground with each other. Colonel Anxi bit his tongue hard and kept his slight waking. Even so, Colonel Anxi's eyes were also emitting stars in a short period of time, and there was no sound in his ears.

"Do you do well, Duan Jun, the Imperial Army will not forget your contribution." Colonel Anxi pushed Duan Guishan, who was pressing on him as a flesh shield, and stood up unscathed, as if he threw away an item that had lost his usefulness. Without any mercy or hesitation, Colonel Anxi moved beyond the range of the artillery fire under the escort of the guards.

In Colonel Anxi's eyes, these Chinese people who are inferior to pigs and dogs are just tools that can be used, and they can be thrown away directly after losing their value. Even the Chinese people who oppose Japan and fight against the Imperial Army look down on these guys, they are just dogs.

If he stood here stupidly, he would probably have to eat another shell. There is no need to care about the life and death of this guy anymore. He has already dedicated his value to the Imperial Army. Yes, at least one of the lives of the colonel was enough to make him feel honored.

"Dad! Dad!" Duan Cheng rushed to Duan Guishan with a cry and thrust. When he saw Colonel Anxi pulling his father in front of him to block the shells, he angrily wanted to rush forward and fight the damn Japanese brigade commander, but his father's subordinates dragged him tightly. There were Japanese soldiers nearby. If Duan Cheng angered the Japanese or did something that shouldn't have done, none of them could go back alive.

Duan Cheng saw that the clothes on his father's back were torn and soaked in blood. He completely ignored the shells that could fall at any time nearby, and cried and flattened his father's body.

Duan Guishan, who had lost his blood and looked pale, lay in front of his son. When he saw his son, he suddenly had a trace of charm in his eyes. He opened his mouth with all his might and said weakly: "Son! Dad is not good! Don't worry about dad! Run away quickly!"

Almost anyone with a discerning eye can see that Duan Guishan's injuries are irreversible, and even Hua Tuo will be unable to return to heaven even if he is reborn.

"No, dad, you will be well, the doctor will save you." Duan Cheng shook his head desperately and denied the fact that his father was seriously injured. Tears fell on the land stained with smoke, and small balls of dust and water bloomed.

Duan Cheng tightly held his father's dirty hands stained with blood. Because he had seen many people die in front of him, he wanted his father to clearly feel that his son was by his side.

For Duan Cheng, Duan Guishan is indeed not a competent father. He is a prodigal son who is lazy and proficient in eating, drinking, drinking, gambling and so on. Since Duan Cheng was born, he has not fulfilled his father's responsibilities. His grandparents were angry to death and his mother committed suicide. Duan Cheng has never tasted what fatherly love is since he was a child. Since he can remember, he has been eating a hundred families of food and fighting with wild dogs. Just when he thought he could never survive, he was lucky to be picked up by the Red Army because of a fight with Xiao Wangbao at the age of seven and grew up slowly by the care of his comrades and comrades.

Once he was captured by chance, he met his father and completely changed his life trajectory. Since he was lured to commit the first unforgivable sin, Duan Cheng knew that he would never look back after taking this step. Perhaps one day, he would be shot by his once dearest brother Wang Bao to the head.

"Acheng! Acheng! Your father is not good anymore! Come with us!" Duan Guishan's subordinates pulled Duan Cheng, but on the surface they were still a little conscientious and were unwilling to leave Duan Cheng and escape alone. In fact, they were worried that this kid would do something stupid and implicate others. After all, the scene when Duan Cheng drew his gun and rushed towards Colonel Anxi still had lingering fears from the attitude of the Japanese soldiers around him to treat them, it can be seen that the people in the Anxi Brigade are not as easy to talk to as the Japanese in Shijiazhuang.

"Acheng! Listen to them, go ahead, dad can't take care of you anymore, you must take good care of yourself in the future! Don't do stupid things anymore, you can't be willful anymore." Duan Guishan's voice became increasingly weak, and he had already returned to the end, and the fire of life was shaking.

"No, no, dad, don't leave me!" Duan Cheng shook Duan Guishan's body in grief and anger, trying to wake up his father's mind again.

"Son, my father has been stupid all his life. Finally, I will tell you something. Remember, the Japanese are unreliable. You must leave a back, and then..." Duan Guishan suddenly opened his eyes wide, held Duan Cheng's hand tightly, and suddenly loosened again. Until the last time he died, the last word "road" could not be said.

A hard-core traitor who was loyal to the great Japanese Empire did not die at the hands of the Eighth Route Army, but instead became the Japanese scapegoat. Yes, he had no way out, and he left with a miserable reputation even until his death.

Although Duan Guishan is not a competent father, Duan Cheng, who is following him, still feels a strange feeling for himself from his father's cold and harsh shell. Sometimes Duan Cheng does something wrong because of his youth and immatureness, angers the Japanese. Duan Guishan will slap Duan Cheng mercilessly on the face. However, when Duan Cheng covered his face with grievance, his father took all the responsibility in front of the Japanese, bears the anger of the Japanese, and is thrust by the Japanese, and is beaten to death like a dog, and can't even get out of bed for several days. The Japanese slap is much more cruel than the father's slap. The Japanese have never regarded the Chinese as human beings. This concept has never changed since the Eighth Route Army to being a spy.

My father never asked the Japanese for mercy when he was beaten by the Japanese in front of him. No matter how fierce the beating was, he still didn't say a word. When he was beaten and scolded by the Japanese, Duan Guishan occasionally threw himself at his eyes, who was huddled aside and did not dare to move. Duan Cheng felt a strangeness contained in it. Yes, Duan Cheng now understands that this is fatherly love, deep fatherly love. He is not a qualified Chinese, but a good father who silently protects his son in his own way.

When a bird is about to die, its singing is sad; when a person is about to die, its words are good.

"Dad!" Duan Cheng's voice was like a wounded wild wolf howled shrillly.
Chapter completed!