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In a dark small cave in Shaanxi, northwest China, several people were sitting quietly in the cave. The simple cave was not very transparent. It looked very dark and had few furniture. But the floor was full of cigarette butts. Through the broken window flowers at the door, a few rays of light passed through the thick smoke and shone on the kang table, illuminating the title of the Soviet Union's brazen invasion of China in the China Daily.

"Everyone, how do you think of this Soviet invasion?" The thick cigarette rolled out with a thick Hunan accent.

"Slander, spread rumors, slander, this is naked and unrealized. This is a serious malicious injury to the great revolutionary ancestors!" A sharp voice pierced the air and raped the eardrums of everyone in the cave.

"Stop playing those high-profile words. The Soviet Union has already admitted this armed operation." Another thick Kawaji man interrupted the cliché of the repeater about to be played.

"I felt it when I went to study in the Soviet Union. Although they were born arrogant, they were positively helpful to us on the surface, but I could see that this help was even more of a purpose or charity pity." A man extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand on some wetland land.

"I think the Soviet Union's aid now also has some destination. As early as the Jiangnan Uprising, the Revolutionary Army sent Wang Riyue and Li Shi brothers. They did not consider the differences in the national system and social contradictions at all, and lost a lot of vitality. After the failure, they did not admit their mistakes. Instead, they launched a political purge. They wantonly fabricated the so-called local faction and killed them directly, causing even more serious losses. Some time ago, a large number of so-called local international personnel came to us, trying to take over our internal rights again as they did that year. These Soviet people did not have a good intention..."

"Actually, I can see that. When the Soviet Union resisted Japan, we had already suffered a secret loss. All the money and materials were given to the Congress party at that time. But all the books and theories were given to us. There was no brotherly relationship between the country, and there was only balance and distribution under the interests of collusion."

"Yes, we didn't get any assistance when we were young. And when we leaped into the valley, fought guerrillas, and touched the artillery towers, we strengthened our own strength, and there were monsters and monsters jumped out and pointed, ready to enjoy the right and fruits for nothing."

"Now many people in the party are confused. Is it right for us to fall to the ground after pursuing the road?"

"This Duan Guoxue has very good means. He reduced rents and used scientific means to increase grain production and strengthen national ideology. Now the people on our former base have gradually moved closer to his new government. It can be said that he has done what we have done, and he has done better! More thoroughly!"

"And now the domestic public opinion is under great pressure on us. Some people in our party previously advocated that the Soviet invasion of Mohe was needed for Japanese military operations. They accused the new government of the military operations against the Soviet Union as illegal and unreasonable. But now the Soviet Union has really invaded, and the fingers of all the places are pointed at us, and we are very passive. And we have suffered a great blow in our image."

"I have to say that we have taken some detours in our ideology. Now we have to bear such consequences and heavy costs..."

The smoke continued to roll in the cave, just like the people in the cave rolling in their hearts and thoughts rolling in their minds. It kept rolling and was constantly diluted in the air. It kept coming out and the smoke was rolling again.

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"The yellow-skinned Chinese monkey. Let you see the power of the great Soviet revolutionary industry!"

Mishka yelled to drive the tanks toward the Chinese army's defensive positions, beside him. More tanks and infantry were rushing in the same direction. Along the way, they easily defeated the Chinese and resisted weakly and rushed here quickly. And just reported through the vanguard in front. There was a temporary defensive position formed by the Chinese. They received an order to tear the defensive positions to pieces.

"I'm a man, you are the ancestors!!" On the outer defensive position of Jiamusi, corporal Ding Chunyi was working on a 75mm anti-tank gun that was not many on the defensive position. Through the scope, he quickly aimed the muzzle at a Soviet light tank.

As Ding Chunyi pulled the 75mm anti-tank shell out of the chamber, black and red fireworks and smoke emerged from the tanks on the opposite side. Without being too excited and joyful, the soldiers behind him quickly loaded the next shell into the chamber. At the same time, Ding Chunyi and the artillery operator quickly rotated the rotors on the gun body to adjust their running body to aim at the new target. On weekdays, repeated training made the movements very fast. This kind of training was required almost every day during their years of soldier career. In order to sweat more and less blood during wartime. Today, the high-intensity training in the daily life was the best interpretation at this time. Before the Soviet tanks on the opposite side shot the counterattack shells, the second shell that came out of the chamber accurately destroyed the second Soviet tank.

"Hidden!!!" Ding Chunyi loudly warned his comrades. All the artillery squad soldiers immediately rolled into the bunker that had been dug up beside him, and soon, the Soviet counterattack shells fell around the artillery squad. However, under the protection of the pre-built fortifications, the artillery and anti-tank guns were well covered.

"Everyone comes out, ***Mr. I think you are fast or I am fast!" Ding Chunyi called on his brothers to get out of the bunker and once again manipulated anti-tank shells to kill the Soviet army's armored forces.

The war outside the city frightened nearly 100,000 residents living in Jiamusi, and many people packed up to flee the war. The streets were in chaos, and all security police officers were dispatched to maintain order to prevent greater riots and snatch supplies.

"Mayor Huang Zhizheng. The situation is a bit chaotic now. Our young student volunteers are willing to help you maintain order together." A student representative walked in front of Huang Zhizheng who was working on the street.

"Thank you for your students' support. Please go to various intersections in the streets to help the police maintain order. At the same time, please assist in the work of the staff and stabilize the people's hearts." Huang Zhizheng was worried that he had a shortage of human resources at hand, and the appearance of student volunteers made him feel very helpful.

"Okay, I'll let our students go everywhere."

"Zhang Tong'an. Have your militia team organized?" Huang Zhi was asking anxiously at a strong man who had just run over.

"Don't worry, our militia team is ready for battle." Zhang Tong'an slapped his chest excitedly, and his emotions were revealed through his expression.

"I didn't ask you to go to war, I received a notice. Our main force is coming to reinforce. You are ready immediately. Assist the main force in counterattacking the Soviet attack." Huang Zhizheng had a headache about these militias. Huang Zhizheng retired from the army professionally. He knew the huge gap between regular main force and these militias who had only received shooting and primary military training.

"Ah...just assist..." Zhang Tongan was disappointed when he heard the word assistance. As a man with a strong spirit, Zhang Tongan also longed to show his skills on the battlefield.

"Yes! It's just assistance. Your militia should assist the troops in leading the way and transporting the wounded. If you need it, you will also coordinate and borrow the houses of local people to rescue the wounded and provide some help." Huang Zhizheng told Zhang Tong'an about the mission of militia training in daily life.

"When will the main force arrive?" Although he was a little disappointed, Zhang Tongan still accepted the task.

"Now. Now! Take your people. Go to the south of the city immediately and wait for the troops to arrive!"

Not long after Zhang Tongan took the same reluctant militia to the predetermined location, Zhang Tongan and his militia comrades felt a slight earthquake on the ground. As the vibration became stronger and stronger, a large number of troops appeared at the end of the road. The hundreds of tanks and armored vehicles in the forefront made Zhang Tongan and others know why the ground was vibrating, which was the vibration caused by large heavy vehicles when they were traveling.

Although they talked many times in their dreams about what kind of scene it was when they met the main force. But now facing such a torrent of steel, Zhang Tongan and his comrades still felt speechless. They were not helplessly speechless, but were speechless in fright. No matter how they imagined it on weekdays, they could not imagine the shock and impact of hundreds of heavy vehicles when they marched together, and they could not imagine the mighty and solemnity when these tanks and armored vehicles drove in front of them to stop.

"Hello, I, I am Zhang Tongan, the captain of the Jiamusi Militia Armed Forces." After reminding her comrades, Zhang Tongan recovered from the shock and stepped forward to introduce himself.

"Hello, Li Guanghan, the first battalion commander of the Tank Division of the First Army. Are you the local militia responsible for assisting us?" A major jumped out of an armored command vehicle and asked them.

"Yes!" Zhang Tongan and the others were a little surprised. A battalion commander actually came.

"Then there is no need to be too polite. Please send a few people, one on the pilot tank. One person is with me, and a few people go to other places to lead the way." Li Guanghan hurriedly asked for help.

"No problem, I'll go to your place. Erhu, you are the most familiar with the pilot tank. You guys go to other vehicles." Zhang Tongan was excited when he heard this. He was riding in his own country's landlord chariot. What an exciting thing!

"Captain, you are unfair, what should we do?" The remaining thirty militiamen came together were not happy. They took all this good thing by Zhang Tongan and others. Then I would have been in vain.

"Don't be anxious, we are just the vanguard. There are more vehicles coming later, and everyone has the opportunity to ride a chariot together." Li Guanghan is very experienced in dealing with such small emotions. Because he has seen such things, many militiamen are eager to experience what it feels like to ride a tank or armored vehicle, so he immediately gave more opportunities to resolve this small emotions of militia.

"Really? Battalion Commander Li. Don't lie to us..." A militia asked in disbelief.

"Don't worry. There will definitely be more vehicles coming to the ground. But you should send more than a dozen people to come quickly. I'm afraid that you will not be enough for our convoy to be assigned by the time." Li Guanghan continued to stimulate these militias.

"I, I'll go and recruit people immediately..." The deputy captain of the militia hurriedly sent two people back and recruit people again.

"I won't say much nonsense, please take us out immediately. We are still fighting with the Soviet devils in front." After Li Guanghan dealt with the militia's minor emotions, he immediately pulled Zhang Tongan and climbed onto the armored command vehicle. Soon, the reinforcement convoy started again and drove towards Jiamusi.

"This is our own tank..." The reinforcements were marching on the streets of Jiamusi. The huge tanks and huge convoy surprised everyone. Many citizens saw that China had so many steel monsters for the first time.

Unlike the small iron sheets in Japan before. These heavy chariots made the citizens not afraid, but instead had a trace of confidence. People stopped their luggage, watched the steel torrents driving on the streets of the city, felt the earthquakes caused by heavy chariots, and on the faces of the resolute soldiers, they felt that these soldiers were going to shoulder the perseverance and confidence in defending national self-esteem and national rights.

Slowly, many people stopped packing their luggage and put their already packed luggage items back into the drawer. Many people no longer argued about competing for priority on the road, and silently asked the road to make way for these to block Soviet artillery fire and beast-land chariots.

"Long live!! The Chinese people no longer endure foreign aggression!! Long live the Chinese nation!!"

I don’t know who shouted this slogan! Soon, the slogan spread. It penetrated the hazy sky above Jiamusi and echoed on this earth!!
Chapter completed!