[[[CP|W:28|H:30|A:L|U:http://file1.qidian.com/chapters/201111/30/2112599634582089215067500203433.jpg]]]"Kill!" Zhang Xinghan held a clean face box in his left hand and roared fiercely with an iron knife in his right hand, taking the lead and charging forward.

"TuTuTuTuTu..." Hundreds of meters ahead of them, several light and heavy machine guns were roaring desperately, and dense rain of bullets flew past Zhang Xinghan's ears. The soldiers following Zhang Xinghan were shot and fell to the ground from time to time.

But soon someone would come up and shout in unison and continue rushing forward.

"Ahhh! Kill!" Li Dashan, who was responsible for protecting Zhang Xinghan, followed Zhang Xinghan's flank, holding a light machine gun in his hand and swept forward hard. After a while, he found that Zhang Xinghan had rushed to him, and immediately rushed forward with a gun in his arms.

"Kill! Bounce!" As more and more soldiers of the National Army rushed up, although the Japanese hid in the fortifications and fired desperately, they still could not stop the national army's attack.

Some of the Kuomintang troops rushing in front had already rushed into the Japanese trenches and launched bloody and cruel fights with the Japanese. More soldiers of the Kuomintang troops took advantage of the situation and rushed forward. The breakthrough was soon expanded. The subsequent troops directly crossed the Japanese trenches and strangled them with the Japanese rushing up from behind.

Zhang Xinghan took advantage of the situation and led the officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui Battalion to rush up and jump into the Japanese trenches. The clean noodles in his hand opened fire and killed several Japanese soldiers who were fighting fiercely with the officers and soldiers of the National Army. He then abandoned his gun and swung his sword to rush towards a Japanese sergeant.

The officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui Battalion behind them, especially the guard platoon and the first and second company of the big sword platoon, swung their swords and roared at the Japanese.

The sound of weapons hitting and blood shattering in the entire trench and the roars of officers and soldiers on both sides came one after another. Zhang Xinghan quickly moved and chopped down a Japanese soldier who wanted to stop him, and then rushed straight towards the Japanese soldier who was overthrowing by him.

The Japanese military officer had a very good stinging skills. He could tell at a glance that he was a master of stinging. In just a few minutes, three soldiers of the National Army had already died under his bayonet.

Just as Zhang Xinghan was approaching, the Japanese soldiers were slammed into the ground, and stabbed the soldier with a hideous face with guns in his hands. If he stabbed him, the soldier would definitely die.

A "clang" sound of steel striking each other immediately. Zhang Xinghan's big sword slashed across the street. The Japanese sergeant's rifle was knocked away. The Japanese sergeant felt his hands slightly sore and his eyes were angrily looking at the Chinese officer in front of him.

The Kuomintang soldier who was overwhelmed by the Japanese picked up his rifle and stood up. Before he could thank Zhang Xinghan, he saw Zhang Xinghan shouting in front of him, and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers in front of him at a very fast speed.

"Clang....clang..." Several sounds of gold and iron fighting sounded in succession. Zhang Xinghan suddenly kicked out, kicking the Japanese military officer in front of him to the ground, and stabbed the big knife in his hand.

"Puchi!" A sharp blade and flesh-breaking sound immediately sounded, and the Japanese soldiers, who were covered with the blood of the soldiers of the National Army, were killed.

"Why are you still standing there? Waiting to get a cub? Rush up and kill all the Japanese!" Zhang Xinghan solved the problem. The Japanese soldiers turned around and roared at the National Army soldier.

"Yes!" The soldier woke up as soon as he dreamed, and immediately responded to his promise. He immediately held guns in both hands, shouting loudly and rushed forward with a shout of killing.

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Just as the Chinese and Japanese generals fought desperately around Luodian, a town with an area of ​​only four square kilometers, at the same time, in the downtown area of ​​Shanghai, the topic discussed by ordinary people also changed from gossip after dinner to a fierce battle between Luodian, which was fighting fiercely.

"I heard that Luodian was taken away by the Japanese again. The soldiers of our army suffered heavy losses and have retreated. This big Shanghai is probably going to be lost." A middle-aged man said with a decadent expression.

His words quickly resonated with several people, and they said pessimisticly: "............Hey, why is this Japanese so powerful..."

"Yes, it seems we should prepare to run for life as soon as possible. Once this Japanese devil enters Shanghai, he will kill people without blinking."

"Not afraid, we can hide in the concession. Although the Japanese devils are powerful, they still dare not go to war with Britain, France, the United States and other countries. If we take it away, we will definitely be able to avoid disaster safely!"

"Comrades, you are all wrong. Luodian has indeed been lost, but our brave soldiers of the National Army did not retreat. Just an hour ago, Chairman Jiang, who was in Nanjing, had personally ordered to retake Luodian at all costs. Now tens of thousands of national army warriors are fighting the Japanese invaders to death in Luodian.

"Shanghai will not be lost, and we China will not perish! As Chinese, we should have confidence in the government and our army. Our heroic soldiers of the National Army are fighting bloody to protect our territory and our compatriots. As Chinese, everyone should do their best to help them and help them defend their country!"

When everyone heard this, they turned around and saw a few male and female students strode over with a wooden box. The person who was talking was a beautiful girl with glasses, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Everyone found a piece of white paper with the words "raised" written on the wooden box in the girl's arms.

At this time, a boy next to the girl wearing glasses walked forward and said righteously to the person who said he wanted to retreat to the concession to take refuge: "Sir, Great Shanghai is our territory of China. As Chinese people, it is their own responsibility to protect it. The so-called concession of foreigners is also our land of China. They are robbers like the Japanese. Do you think they will turn against Japan for the sake of our Chinese?"

The boy's words left the middle-aged man speechless.

"Of course not! They will hand us over to the Japanese and let them slaughter!" The female student took over the conversation, then raised her arms and whispered loudly: "Comrades, the Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous moment. Our country is invading, and our soldiers are bleeding and sacrificed on the front line. As every Chinese with a conscience, how can we ignore it?"

"Friends, the country is broken, the motherland is in danger, the nation is in danger, and Shanghai is in danger. We swear to be slaves of the country to die, and we swear to live and die together with Shanghai! We swear to share the same hatred with the soldiers on the front line, advance and retreat together, and die together!" The boy said loudly with a generous speech.

"I will not be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

"I will not be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

"I will not be a slave to the destruction of the country!"

At first, several students responded in unison, and finally the ordinary citizens and vendors around them shouted in unison. An old man in his sixties and seventies walked to the female student's donation box with a cane and was supported by a girl. His skinny hands were trembling and put a few oceans into the donation box.

Then he slowly turned around and said in a heavy and loud voice: "My fellow villagers, my great China is currently under the invasion of the enemy. All my Chinese children, young and old, have the responsibility to defend their territory and fight against the war! I am old and cannot take the gun, but my two sons have already picked up the steel gun for me and went to the front line. The money is the pension issued by the government to the two brothers! Now I donate it all, hoping to buy an extra bullet for our soldiers.

"A weapon will prevent them from fighting against the Japanese planes and cannons empty-handed! The villagers, our China is poor, but we Chinese are poor and have ambitions. We will resist with all our strength to any enemy who dares to invade our Chinese territory. China is 400 million in size! How can we surrender to a mere Japanese pirates in the East? If not, what will we see our ancestors after death?"

"I firmly believe that as long as my Chinese people work together and share the same hatred of the enemy, I will be able to expel Japanese pirates and return my mountains and rivers!"

The old man's words were like a small spark falling into a pile of explosives, which immediately ignited the patriotism of everyone present, and everyone shouted in unison:

"Expel Japanese pirates and return my mountains and rivers!"

"Expel Japanese pirates and return my mountains and rivers!"

"Expel Japanese pirates and return my mountains and rivers!"

The inspiring slogans rang in unison, and they remained unchanged for a long time. Both the elderly and children and merchants present donated money and goods generously. Soon the donation box in the female student's arms was filled with money and goods, and there were many other items donated by citizens around them.

Such a situation has been staged almost simultaneously in major cities across the country, and the people across the country are also focusing on the fiercest battle for Luodian in the Songhu battlefield.

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