Chapter 67: Surviving the Calamity!

  The Gongda Silk Factory, the entire city district, was a scene of fierce fighting between government soldiers and hundreds of devils wearing yellow military uniforms, with angry roars and screams filling the air.

  "Hah!" Zhang Xinghan stabbed a Japanese sergeant to death with one thrust of his knife, then kicked the corpse flying with a swift kick.

  Although he had been engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese army for nearly tens of minutes, Zhang Xinghan, who was in top physical condition, was still far from exhaustion, and his speed and strength remained unabated.

  But for the rest of the officers and soldiers, the situation was not so optimistic. Except for Zhou Wei, Sun Siwei and others who were from Huangpu and participated in the Soviet special training team, their physical strength could still hold on.

  Other ordinary soldiers had already become weak and exhausted, the only belief that supported them to continue fighting was to kill a few Japanese devils before they died.

  As government soldiers became exhausted, fewer and fewer National Army officers could stand up to continue fighting.

  The Japanese army killed more and more people.

  "Brothers, for the country's sake, be loyal to the end! What fear is there in death? Let's fight it out with these Japanese devils!" Zhang Xinghan shouted loudly as he looked around at his dwindling troops, who were on the verge of being completely wiped out. At this moment, the soldiers needed morale and passion; they needed their blood to boil with fervor, so that they could fearlessly fight the enemy to the end.

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  All the officers and soldiers responded in unison again, one soldier was ambushed from behind by two Japanese soldiers, two sharp bayonets with blood on them protruded from his chest, the soldier slowly lowered his head to look at the bayonet that was still dripping with blood on his chest, his eyes gradually became ferocious, and he immediately raised his head and let out a mournful and heroic howl.

  "Ah...... you little devils, I'll die with you all!" The soldier let out a thunderous roar, quickly turning around and grabbing the bayonets on the rifles of two devils.

  The sharp bayonet instantly cut through his hands, and blood gushed out in an instant. The soldier was still unconscious, staring fiercely at the two Japanese soldiers with his eyes fixed on them, roaring continuously, and the wounds on his body were also bleeding non-stop.

  Two Japanese soldiers were frightened by the performance and appearance of this Chinese soldier, hastily pulling back their guns. However, despite their efforts to pull back, the bayonet was stuck in my hand without moving a single thread. The only thing that could be seen was the blood flowing out of the soldier's hands at an even faster speed, dripping onto the ground and quickly staining a small patch of mud red.

  Just as the two Japanese soldiers were shocked, the soldier let out a hoarse and desperate roar, his entire body like a madman, the potential that erupts in people before they die is amazing.

  Two devils saw the situation and were so frightened that they dropped their guns and turned to flee, but it was too late. At the same moment when they dropped their guns, the soldier simultaneously rotated his two hands, and the two daggers stained with his own blood retreated from the devils' gun muzzles.

  As two devils turned around, the soldier let out a loud roar and with his blood-covered hands tightly grasped and suddenly stabbed into the backs of the two devils.

  "Pffft, pffft" Two sounds of flesh being cut open by a sharp blade rang out simultaneously. The two devils were momentarily stunned, and both instinctively lowered their heads to look at the dagger protruding from their chests. Fresh blood flowed from their mouths as they murmured a few words in despair before falling forward stiffly.

  The soldier loosened his grip on the two daggers in his hand, and with great difficulty, he turned his blood-soaked head to look around at his comrades who were still engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy. His eyes, filled with complexity, gazed at his brothers, comrades, and superiors, and for a moment, they lingered on those familiar faces of his fellow soldiers with whom he had shared countless meals from the same pot.

  The last soldier turned his head and looked at the two devils' corpses that he had just killed, when another two devils saw this and furiously rushed towards him with their guns.

  The soldier smiled reassuringly and without hesitation pulled the pin on his last homemade hand grenade.

  "Boom!" A loud explosion, after the flash of fire, the soldiers were blown to pieces, heroic sacrifice for the country. The two devils who rushed towards him were also hit by the flying shrapnel, one died on the spot, and the other was rolling around on the ground, covering his eyes which were hit by shrapnel, screaming non-stop.

  Such a scene was continuously staged throughout the entire position, and every soldier who was about to die for his country chose to perish together with the enemy without hesitation before his death. Either he pulled the trigger of his own grenade or rushed towards the devils and pulled the trigger of the enemy's grenade during the hand-to-hand combat.

  The entire battlefield was a scene of unprecedented carnage and ferocity, with some government officials' sons and relatives of social celebrities among the National Government's Imperial Guards.

  Before they enlisted in the army, perhaps their idea was that after joining the army, they could rise step by step and have a smooth career, bringing glory to their ancestors. This is an idea that everyone has in peacetime.

  However, when the war broke out and the country was in a state of emergency, these people gradually changed their minds. This domestically and internationally recognized elite army unit, the Tiger Warriors, fearlessly fought to the death with the invaders.

  What is patriotism? No matter how loudly slogans are shouted, it's not as real as when the country is truly invaded and people take up arms to fight against the invaders until they are driven out of the country.

  Zhang Xinghan's previous life as a member, as a high-ranking special forces soldier in China, perhaps he was not clear that decades ago, the Chinese nation was on the brink of life and death, that army called **hand down defeat general**, how it fought a desperate battle with the Japanese enemy under such harsh conditions.

  Millions of soldiers and officers of the National Army died for their country, with a determination that shook heaven and earth, they fought against the invaders, using blood and life to build a Great Wall of flesh and blood for the Chinese nation.

  Now, he was in the midst of it, leading the elite troops of the National Army and fighting fiercely against the Japanese invaders at that time. Only then did he discover that the National Army was not as afraid of death as the rumors of later generations, nor was it invincible.

  Most of the brave National Army soldiers in this national survival autumn are all bravely fighting, fearing not death, swearing to defend the country with blood, and vowing to defend the territory from invasion as national heroes.

  At present, the brave soldiers of the National Army are swearing their loyalty to the nation with their own blood and defending the country's great rivers and mountains with their lives.

  The warriors died one after another, the battle continued to intensify, looking at the less than twenty comrades around him, he had not a single bit of fear of death, but instead secretly rejoiced that he was so lucky to be able to fight side by side with so many loyal and brave warriors, defending their homes and country.

  At the same time, he also felt fortunate for the entire Chinese nation. It is precisely because there are countless brave and loyal soldiers who have infinite loyalty to their country and nation that they can stand up in times of national crisis and danger, China will not perish, and the Chinese nation will not perish!

  When all the surviving officers and men were determined to sacrifice themselves for their country, a deafening shout and dense gunfire suddenly came from the north. Zhang Xinghan turned his head and saw several dazzling blue sky white sun flags leading thousands of National Army soldiers in a thunderous charge towards them.

  When they saw the familiar blue sky and white sun flag, including Zhang Xinghan, all the officers and soldiers present couldn't help but feel their eyes moisten, their noses turn sour, and hot tears roll down.

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