On May 16, 27th year of the Republic of China (1938), it was cloudy at 8:00 a.m.

Shu Tongwen is indeed very good at mobilizing. He mobilized tens of thousands of laborers from nearby townships. After a whole night of intense construction, by dawn, the fortifications of our 74th Army had basically taken shape. In order to build a bunker, many nearby people even removed the door panels of their homes.

The most touching thing is an old man who is over 70 years old. The old man ranks ninth in the clan and is known as Jiu Ye. It is said that in his early years he participated in the Yihe boxing movement, fought with the Eight-Nation Alliance in Langfang, and killed a British devil. Jiu Ye donated all his nanmu coffin boards to us, and brought his only living relative, a young grandson who was only sixteen years old, firmly demanded to join the National Army. No matter how the captain persuaded them, they refused to leave.

There was no choice but to keep Master Jiu in the kitchen and help the old camel, while Master Jiu's grandson stayed in the health team.

Magnolia...

As soon as Li Zihan's diary was written here, a shocking explosion suddenly came from the top of his head, which could break people's ears. A large amount of soil fell from the beams as thick as bowls on the top of the cover. A lot of dust fell on the snow-white pages of the diary, and Li Zihan quickly blew it carefully.

A student soldier who had just joined the 19th Brigade platoon next to him was scared by the explosion like a bolt from the blue. His urinary sphincter suddenly loosened, and a heat flow had already gushed out, which wet a large piece of his crotch. The student soldier hurriedly closed his legs, for fear that others would see him.

Li Zihan seemed to have noticed it and turned around and gave an encouraging look at the student soldier. The recruits in the engineer platoon were not selected from the recruits from the 19th Brigade that Feng Shengfa had supplemented, but the students temporarily recruited from Wuhan after Li Zihan returned to the team. After the fall of North China and East China, a large number of young students flocked to the rear, and many students joined the army.

The recruit is named Liao Yaohua. He was originally a student at Tongji University in Shanghai and majored in chemical engineering.

Seeing Li Zihan looking back, Liao Yaohua quickly smiled at him, but his smile was even worse than crying.

Li Zihan also came from the recruits. Of course, he knew how nervous Liao Yaohua and the engineers were, but he knew better that everything he said was redundant. This is the case for the first time he had experienced such a scene. He would definitely be full of ugly things. When they experienced more and saw more, they would naturally calm down.

Liao Yaohua looked up at the wooden beams that were thicker than the mouth of the bowl on the top of the cover. He saw a large amount of dust and mud falling from the gaps between the wooden beams. He asked Li Zihan with some concern: "Platform leader, the cover of our platoon will not let the Japanese shells collapse, right?"

Li Zihan said: "Our cover has two layers of wooden beams horizontally and vertically, and is covered with half a meter of rammed earth. As long as it is not directly hit by a small Japanese shell above 10m caliber, it should not collapse. Of course, if it is directly hit by a small Japanese shell above um, we will be free."

Of course everyone knows what it means to be liberated, and the new recruits' faces look even more ugly.

Liao Yaohua's face turned pale and he said, "The little Japanese artillery fire is so fierce."

"What is this?" Li Zihan curled his lips disdainfully and said, "This level of artillery fire, compared with the large-caliber naval guns of the Japanese Navy in the Battle of Songhu and the heavy bombs dropped by the Japanese Air Force, is only worthy of tickling people. Tell you that the Japanese Navy's ship gun caliber 30Umm can blow down a building with a steel and concrete caliber, and it falls to the ground with an extremely large crater with a diameter of nearly 100 meters."

"Ah? This..." Liao Yaohua's face was no longer bloody. He could not imagine how his flesh and blood body faced such a cruel cannon. He could not imagine how the veterans of the Chinese army persisted in the Battle of Shanghai. He felt scared just after listening to it, but the veterans persisted for three months.

Li Zihan said again: "Boy, you are already very lucky."

Liao Yaohua was silent, and after a while, he asked again: "Platform leader, when will the Japanese shelling be completed?"

Li Zihan took out a gold pocket watch from his arms. This pocket watch was given to him by Wang Yulan before going to war. On the back of the watch, Wang Yulan also asked a craftsman to engrave a row of small characters - the beloved I gave it to me. The signature is a pattern of a magnolia flower. Seeing the pattern of this magnolia flower, Li Zihan couldn't help but smile on his face.

After looking at the time, Li Zihan said, "It's almost time, the shelling will end in only five minutes at most."

Li Zihan's estimate was very accurate. After about four or five minutes, the explosion sounds from the ground began to become sparse, and the sound became farther and farther away. The vibrations transmitted from the ground became lighter, which showed that the Japanese artillery group was already extending their shelling towards the deep positions of the Kuomintang army, which also meant that the Japanese would soon be invaded by the infantry to launch an attack.

Li Zihan jumped up from the ground and rushed to the forty-seven student soldiers who had not yet come back to their senses from the Japanese group shelling. He shouted loudly: "Get up, get up, get up, you can get me up, Squad 1 carries tools and cables, Squad 2 takes me to check the anti-tank cone and then arranges anti-tank mine leads, Squad 3 resets the anti-infantry minefield, and walk

When Li Zihan led the platoon of engineers to rush out of the underground cover and went up to the ground position, the smoke on the position had not yet dissipated. Most of the new recruits were not used to this pungent smell, and they coughed and burst into tears. However, Li Zihan was completely unaffected by the smell of gunpowder and sight, and quickly reached the forefront of the position.

Liao Yaohua took a lot of effort to keep up with Li Zihan's footsteps. He was Li Zihan's orderly soldier.

"pliers."

"Sticking cloth."

"tweezers."

"dagger."

Every time Li Zihan shouted, Liao Yaohua quickly took out the corresponding tools from the backpack he carried with him. Because he was nervous, he was inevitably in a hurry and made mistakes. As a result, he was often scolded by Li Zihan. Although Li Zihan was also a student, after several wars, he had completely become a complete soldier.

At this time, the smoke from the position gradually dissipated, and Liao Yaohua could also see clearly the situation around him.

I saw about twenty staggered anti-tank cones standing not far ahead. These anti-tank cones were all cast with stone stirred ash, which was enough to withstand the shooting of 37mm caliber war artillery, so they could effectively prevent the tank's route. Unfortunately, the 19th Brigade did not have enough ash, so it could only block a very narrow section in the middle.

However, the 19th Brigade has a backhand, and anti-tank trenches were dug on both sides of the anti-tank cone. Anti-tank mines modified from 10m caliber shells were buried in the gaps between the trenches. Li Zihan is now resetting the leads for an anti-tankrey whose leads were damaged and then connecting the leads to the detonator.

Li Zihan was busy resetting the lead. Liao Yaohua turned around accidentally, but was suddenly shocked. He saw a small team of Japanese soldiers who had appeared in sight. The Japanese soldier who was leading the Japanese soldier was carrying a plaster flag on the bayonet. The sun pattern of the plaster flag was as red as blood under the illumination of the rising sun.

"Little Japan, Little Japan is coming up." Liao Yaohua suddenly screamed in panic.

"What's the matter?" Li Zihan didn't raise his head, and said coldly, "The little Japanese only has a small team of troops and no tanks. This is just a tentative attack from the little Japanese. Moreover, the little Japanese is at least five hundred meters away. At such a long distance, unless a sharpshooter comes, the bullets will not hit you."

Liao Yaohua still lay down on the ground, thinking what if there is a sharpshooter in Japan?

Li Zihan seemed to guess what Liao Yaohua thought, shook his head and said, "If there is no sharpshooter in the little Japan, it will be fine if you stand and let them fight. If a sharpshooter comes to the little Japan, you will still beat your head even if you lie down."

Liao Yaohua's face turned pale again, and he said in a trembling voice: "Is the little Japanese sharpshooter really that powerful?"

"Here, just look at him." Li Zihan tilted his mouth not far away, then lowered his head and became busy.

Liao Yaohua looked in the direction Li Zihan indicated and saw that there were already a figure of the National Army behind the row of anti-tank cones. He was covered in strange camouflage and covered with dust. Liao Yaohua suddenly realized that he had just come to hide in a pit behind the anti-tank cone.

Liao Yaohua thought again that this guy was really brave. The Japanese artillery fire was so dense and fierce just now, so he was not afraid that a shell would fall and blow him to pieces?

In the blink of an eye, the national army picked up a rifle with a scope.

Then Liao Yaohua heard the crisp gunshot of the "Soldiers". When he turned his head to look at the little Japanese, his eyes suddenly widened because five hundred meters away, the Japanese soldiers carrying the plaster flag on the bayonet had fallen, and dozens of Japanese soldiers rushing forward with bayonets also fell to the ground.

"This is so accurate?" Liao Yaohua couldn't believe it, "I'm afraid it was a coincidence?"

"According to it?" Li Zihan finally finished his work and stood up and said, "Do you know who he is?"

Liao Yaohua said blankly: "Who is he?"

"Don't you always want to know who 25 is?" Li Zihan said, "He is 25."

"What did you say? He's just 25?" Liao Yaohua suddenly opened his mouth wide and could stuff a goose egg into it.

As soon as Liao Yaohua entered the 19th Brigade, he knew that there was a veteran with great shooting skills nicknamed 25. Every veteran of the 74th Army also knew this person. The recruits had heard of it but never knew which one they were. Asking about the veterans, they would not miss you at all. After a long time, Liao Yaohua felt that this was a rumor. There was no such person in reality. Thinking about it, he killed 250 Japanese soldiers on the battlefield of Songhu and Nanjing. How could this be possible?

"Yes, he's only 25." Li Zihan handed over the telescope hanging around his neck and continued, "Look carefully, it's useless to see if the little Japanese lying on the ground."

Liao Yaohua took the telescope and raised it. The Japanese soldiers lying on the ground in their eyes saw more clearly. Then, Liao Yaohua saw a Japanese soldier suddenly burst into blood behind his head in his sight, and his whole body was tilted to one side. A Japanese soldier with a red cross armband on his arm came up and looked at it, and immediately shrank back.
Chapter completed!