Resistance Spent Every Day Blind Box System

West of the city, on a featureless hill, the commander of the eighth battalion and the soldiers are constantly digging graves for their brothers who died in battle!

After the joint excavation of many warriors, a large tomb was quickly dug!

The remains of the soldiers were either complete or mutilated or only torn clothes remained, and some burned only a pile of coke, which was the soldiers of the second company, but the remains of each soldier were carefully searched and moved here by the soldiers of the eighth battalion!

A soldier of the Second Company who was trying to get here from the medical center and could still move, while coughing constantly, tried to find the familiar comrade, wanting to send the last ride to the brothers who died in the brethren!

Two in a row! After such a big battle, all the wounded soldiers could not move, all of them added up to no more than 15 people, not even a platoon, a company of more than 100 people were left with these! This made everyone clearly understand the cruelty of war!

"Woo hoo... Ergou, Big Tiger, Platoon Commander Zhao, why are you all gone! Erhu, I made your favorite white-faced steamed bun for you! Braised pork, Platoon Commander Zhao, your favorite braised pork to eat hard, enough ah, brothers, why don't you open your eyes and look again, eat again! Woo hoo..."

The teacher of the cooking class kept placing sacrifices one by one in front of the soldiers' bodies, wanting them to eat another full meal before leaving! But he could only cry while placing all the sacrifices in front of the tomb!

At this time, no one said that they wasted food, no one thought that they hindered the burial, only the tears in their eyes kept flashing!

"All right! It's time for the next step, to let the soldiers look beautiful and clean their faces! The commander of the eighth battalion pulled up the leader of the cooking squad, turned his head and said to a few women on the other side!

"Trouble a few of you, give our brethren a good look at their remains, they all sacrificed their lives for the country, and when they leave, they must be beautiful and clean!"

"Rest assured, officers, we will do our best to make the hero's body clean on the road!" One of the oldest middle-aged women stepped forward and said with tears in her eyes!

They are the only surviving women in Baoshan City, some are widows whose families are broken and homeless, and some are the old bustards of Yixiang Garden, who took out all their savings and distributed them to the girls of Yixiang Garden when the little devil was about to attack Baoshan, but he stayed in Baoshan!

Because in her memory, she was born in Baoshan, lived in Baoshan, and died in Baoshan! As for the girls under them, they still have a good life and don't need to die here with themselves!

They washed their hands, carefully lifted the body of a soldier, wiped it with a clean white cloth, poured out a basin of clean water, and wiped the body of a bloody brother and changed into a brand new military uniform!

Time flies slowly, but it also flies quickly! Almost all the remains of the warriors were scrubbed clean, leaving only the dozens of charred bodies, unable to distinguish each other's soldiers' remains, making all the women unable to start!

"Trouble you guys, let's stop here!" The commander of the eighth battalion sighed and said weakly!

The women looked at the corpses of the warriors and thought that a few days ago these warriors were still shy to greet themselves, but today they were lying there motionless!

They all know why these warriors died here!

Say it big! They are for the country and the nation, resisting aggression! At a small scale, isn't it to protect these weak people! Although the Japanese devils have not yet captured Nanjing for a massacre!

They have not yet unreservedly displayed their beastly behavior in front of the whole world, but the tragic situation of the cities occupied by Japanese devils, and the news transmitted through various channels also make them clearly understand the brutality of Japanese devils!

Just in the mouths of those who fled from Tohoku and Peiping, they have heard more than once about the inhuman beast side of Japanese devils, and they also know what kind of scene will happen if a woman like them falls into the hands of Japanese devils!

And they also made plans for what the Japanese devils would do after they entered the city! One by one, Bai Aya, the short knife has long been ready to commit suicide!

The commander of the eighth battalion watched as a brother who had died in battle was carried into the pit of the tomb one by one, and he knew very well that these people would only appear in his memory from now on, appear in the list of the dead, and become a cold number!

And their names, except for their families will remember, it is estimated that not many people will know and understand!

And what I remember may be that the second company of the eighth battalion of the 358th regiment of the 98th division once completely annihilated a squadron of devils outside Baoshan City and contributed to a partial victory in the War of Resistance Against Japan!

"Battalion commander! The fellow with stone carvings asked if he wanted to erect a monument to the brothers so that future people could mourn! The guard came to the commander of the eighth battalion and asked in a low voice!

"Standing monument..." The commander of the eighth battalion was silent for a short while! Need a monument! Need! Because these heroic warriors deserve to erect a monument! Their glorious deeds need to be celebrated, and their brave battles need to be recorded!

But...... The monument can be erected, but it cannot be erected on the grave, it can only be buried with the remains of the soldiers! And the outside of the tomb can't even stand a tombstone!

Because he knows very well! Baoshan City, a coastal city that cannot be preserved under the iron hooves of the Japanese devils, if nothing else, think of the more than two hundred ships of the Japanese devils on the river, as long as a few rounds of naval gun salvos, Baoshan City will become a dead place!

And the difference is that the eighth battalion can hold for a few days, how many devils can be dragged down, and how much pressure can be reduced on the rear front!

If the little devil occupies Baoshan City and finds the corpses of the brethren, it is very likely that they will dig up the corpses of the brethren and continue to spoil them!

"You can erect a monument, but you must bury it with the remains of the soldiers!" The commander of the eighth battalion took one last look at the remains of the brethren and turned his head! He shouted,

"Brethren! All the way! The

Eighth Battalion Commander's tears couldn't help but flow, and his hoarse voice shouted loudly one after another!

"Brothers, walk slowly on the Huangquan Road, brothers will arrive later!" All the fighters on the scene shouted in unison!

"Enter the soil for safety..."

the commander of the eighth battalion shouted! Pick up the shovel and shovel the soil on the grass mat that covers the remains of the soldiers!

"Wait a minute, wait a minute..."

Zhang Shan quickly ran towards this side with a cloth bag, shouting as he ran!

"Battalion commander! This is the sacrifice prepared by the quartermaster Wang and the company together for the brethren! After Zhang Shan finished speaking, he handed the cloth bag in his hand to the commander of the eighth battalion!

"This is! The little devil's ... Good, brothers, go slowly on the road and enjoy the offerings! "

Commander of the eighth battalion, open the cloth bag, take out all the ears and fingers inside and place them in the direction of the grave! And those military ranks, collars and epaulets were burned by a fire to the brothers who knew under the spring!