Outside Guangde City, the 145th Division of the Sichuan Army was positioned.

On December 1, when the 58th Division stepped up the construction of fortifications in Niushou Mountain, General Rao Guohua, the commander of the 145th Division of the Sichuan Army, ushered in the last melody of his life. The setting sun sets, and it is almost evening. The Japanese attack was repelled again, but General Rao Guohua was left with only the spy company commander Li Shuangqin and more than a dozen soldiers.

A soldier pulled the bolt and looked at the empty gun chamber and shouted: "Teacher, I have no bullets."

After hearing this, the dozen other soldiers pulled the bolts, and nine of them had their guns empty. The remaining few people had one round left without bullets, and only one person had two rounds left. The spy company commander Li Shuangqin smiled bitterly and shouted sternly: "Son of the Turtle, we can still kill the Japanese without bullets, and we will use the big knife!"

More than a dozen Sichuan soldiers silently put down their guns and removed their ghost-headed swords from their backs. To this end, they had already put their lives and death aside. At this moment, they just wanted to pull a few more Japanese men before they died in battle.

General Rao Guohua gasped for a moment, and suddenly turned around and ordered: "Li Shuangqin, take the brothers to retreat."

"Master, what did you say?" Li Shuangqiang didn't react at once and looked at General Rao Guohua blankly.

General Rao Guohua corrected his military cap and then buckled Feng Ji and said solemnly: "I ask you to take your brothers to retreat. While the Japanese army did not launch another attack, hurry up and lead your brothers to retreat."

Li Shuangqian was a little confused, and the remaining dozen spies were even a little confused.

General Rao Guohua sighed and said, "Our 145th Division has already bleed enough. You and the dozen remaining brothers in the spy company cannot die here. You should keep a useful body and continue to kill the Japanese on the battlefield."

Li Shuangqi finally came to his senses and shouted: "Master, I'm sorry, I can't obey my duties."

General Rao Guohua turned around and his eyes were full of anger and threatening: "Li Shuangqin, how dare you disobey?"

Li Shuangliang's face suddenly changed drastically and said tragically: "Secretary, the military order given to us by the 145th Division is human, Guangde is there. If Guangde is lost, even if Beizhi takes his brothers back, he will still be dead. Instead of dying at the gun of his own people, it would be better to die here in battle. At least he can win the reputation of the martyr."

Rao Guohua looked up at the sunset and said lightly: "That's right, the military order given to us by the 145th Division is human and Guangde is there, so if Guangde City is lost, the 145th Division will be over. I, Rao Guohua, will die too. However, the military order I gave to your spy company is to break through. Now, break through immediately!"

"Even if the military seat is not investigated, the vice president will kill us."

"You are ordered to break through, and even the vice-president cannot do anything to you, let alone the chief executive."

"Second, no matter what, I, Li Shuangqin, will never leave you anyway. Even if I die, I, Li Shuangqin, will die with you." Li Shuangqin simply acted like a rogue, and the remaining dozen soldiers also expressed their feelings, vowing to live and die with General Rao Guohua. The general has always been polite to his subordinates, and they really do not want to leave the general at this time.

General Rao Guohua looked lonely and said sadly: "Li Shuangqin, do you want me to die without resting your eyes? Do you want more than 6,000 brothers of the 145th Division to die without resting your eyes? I want you to leave and want you to live well. In the future, representing me, all the brothers who died in Guangde and Si'an battlefields in the 145th Division, watch with their own eyes that Xiao Ri Wu Ben was finished!"

General Rao Guohua was in a lonely mood, and he actually didn't say something, because he was ashamed to speak out. The Sichuan Army fought extremely bravely on all battlefields since he left Sichuan. However, there were also a few scums. The 145th Division was in Si'an, and Guangde could have fought more beautifully and could have been defended for a longer time, but he was the scum Liu Ruzhai.

Liu Ruzhai led his troops to flee without fighting, which resulted in General Rao Guohua being able to fight back with one battalion. What is even more outrageous is that in order to escape from the crime, Liu Ruzhai made a false accusation of General Rao Guohua in front of Tang Shizun, deputy commander-in-chief of the 23rd Army, and lost his troops and territory. Tang Shizun did not argue with the right and wrong and scolded the general.

General Rao Guohua felt deeply depressed. At the last moment, he ordered Li Shuangqin to break through with the remaining dozen soldiers in the spy company. It was not just that he wanted to let the 145th Division fight bloody resistance in Si'an and Guangde battlefields be revealed to the world. Rao Guohua only wanted to kill himself and did not care about his reputation behind him, but he really did not want the blood of thousands of officers and soldiers of the 145th Division to flow in vain.

The Sichuan Army can shed blood and sacrifice, but it must not shed blood or tears. The truth about the 145th Division's preservation of Guangde must be made public.

"Secretary seat..." Li Shuangqian knelt down on the ground, and more than a dozen soldiers behind him also knelt down on the ground, and bowed three respectfully to General Rao Guohua. General Rao Guohua all said this. If they did not order to break through the siege, the general and the more than 4,000 brothers who died on the battlefield in battle would really die with their eyes open.

After knocking, Li Shuangqin and more than a dozen soldiers left without looking back.

Watching Li Shuangqian disappear at the end of his vision with a dozen soldiers, General Rao Guohua smiled lonely, then took out a wrinkled old knife from his pocket, and there was still a cigarette left in the cigarette box. The general took out the last cigarette, lit the burning wooden stake in front of the trench, and slowly started smoking.

More than ten minutes later, a black steel helmet appeared again on the road ahead, and the Japanese army came up again.

This time, the one who came up was no longer the puppet Manchukuo army, but the serious Japanese soldiers, and there was a squadron. Obviously, the Japanese army was already impatient and planned to take down Guangde County in one go.

It was discovered that there was only one national army sitting on the outer edge of the trench smoking. The Japanese soldiers were braver and did not expand their formation. Instead, they rushed up with a bayonet. The distance was getting closer and closer. The Japanese soldiers discovered that the national army's position was scary and there was no living person except the officer who was sitting and smoking.

A Japanese lieutenant instinctively raised the turtle box in his hand, but was stopped by the captain.

The Japanese captain who led the team understood Chinese a little, and he admired the "beggar" army that defended Si'an and Guangde in his heart. This army was obviously not the Central Army. Not only was the equipment amazingly poor, most of the officers and soldiers even wore tattered single clothes and straw sandals in the winter, but their fighting will was not inferior to the Japanese army.

"There are no Chinese people, surrender. As long as you put down your weapons, the Imperial Army will definitely ensure your life safety."

General Rao Guohua raised his head and glanced at the Japanese captain who was huddled behind his soldiers for more than a dozen days. Then he slowly extinguished the cigarette butts, and finally pulled out the "Avenge Knife" inserted beside him. A ray of setting sun shone on the sharp blade, and a trace of sad blood was reflected in an instant.

Holding the avenge knife in his right hand, the general stretched out his left hand and made a provocative gesture to the Japanese captain opposite him.

The Japanese lieutenant wanted to shoot again, but he still asked the Japanese lieutenant to stop him. In his eyes, General Rao Guohua was a respectable samurai. Since he was a samurai, he should fight in the form of a samurai. He immediately ordered the Japanese lieutenant to say, "Akiyama Sang, use the form of a samurai to deal with him."

"Hayi." The Japanese lieutenant lowered his head heavily, then pulled out his sword again, and retreated the hundred Japanese soldiers surrounded by General Rao Guohua, one after another, giving up the open space with a radius of more than ten meters. The Japanese lieutenant stood up with his sword and rushed towards General Rao Guohua in silence. Before the people arrived, the sharp blade had already slashed down.

General Rao Guohua gently blocked the sword with a shameless sword. The Japanese lieutenant's sabre slipped over the general's right shoulder and slashed in the air. However, the Japanese lieutenant reacted very quickly and changed his moves quickly. After slashing the air with one knife, he flipped his wrist hard, and the saber slashed down at the bend of the general's right leg. However, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the general's face, both proud and mocking.

With a "puff", the Japanese lieutenant's saber had been cut at the bend of the general's leg. The sharp knife cut into it several inches deep, almost cutting off the general's calves from the bend of the leg. However, before the Japanese lieutenant could show a trace of pride on his face, he felt a sudden sting of pain on his left neck.

General Rao Guohua didn't hide at all, but instead sacrificed his legs for a chance to get close.

The Japanese lieutenant realized something was wrong and was too late to retreat. He heard General Rao Guohua's roar, and the sharp avenge knife had pierced obliquely. The Japanese lieutenant's left neck burst out like a goldfish's mouth in an instant. Hot blood splashed out like a fountain, splashing out seven or eight meters long.

As blood was lost, the Japanese lieutenant's eyes quickly dimmed and he finally fell to the ground depressedly.

General Rao Guohua wiped the blood on his face, and his body suddenly shook, almost kneeling to the ground, and he rushed to avenge his shameless sword to stabilize his shaking body. When he looked up again, he saw a dead silence around him. All Japanese soldiers were looking at him quietly, with cold eyes and respect.

General Rao Guohua smiled and once again made his left hand hook to the Japanese captain opposite him.

The Japanese captain was not furious because of General Rao Guohua's re-provocation, but walked out from behind the more than a dozen Japanese soldiers with seriousness, and slowly pulled out the long-handled sword with golden tassels. Then he pointed at General Rao Guohua with the tip of the knife and said, "You are a real warrior, please give your name."

"Lieutenant General, Commander of the 145th Division of the 23rd Army of the National Revolutionary Army, Rao Guohua.

"Hokuaguri, please give me advice." The Japanese captain rushed forward with a sharp sword. General Rao Guohua waved his sword to greet him. In the end, due to excessive blood loss, he was slow to stop the Japanese captain from stabbing him. The sharp tip of the knife pierced the general's chest and heart with a puff.
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