Rise From Eight Hundred

A bullet hole as thick as a small finger appeared in the captain's forehead.

Only the soldiers standing behind him could see the horrific scalp that was lifted off the back of his head.

The shell gun bullet that penetrated the hard forehead bone deformed after all, turning the back of the captain's head into a terrifying blood flower.

Death came so quickly that the frightened face was still on the surface, frozen forever.

That was the action taken by the guard squad leader who was following Master Zhuang's departure, with smoke still coming out of his gun.

"Batalion Commander!" The other three officers who spoke the most actively were frightened to death.

Although they were fully armed and had a slight intention of forcing the uterus, they did not expect that their superiors would be so cruel. They just made a suggestion and killed them so hard. Being caught off guard and the long-term pressure from their superiors made them feel uncomfortable. They have no intention of doing anything wrong.

"Batalion Commander, spare your life!" One of the second lieutenant platoon leaders even plopped down and knelt on the ground.

Zhuang Shisan's eyes were no longer cold, but looked at the other two panicked subordinates with a bit of violence.

"Bang! Bang!" Several gunshots rang out, beating the two officers into a sieve before they had time to beg for mercy.

The whole place was in chaos.

Those who can be in the security group are generally not good birds, and some of them can't help but touch the rifles on their backs.

"Anyone who stirs up will die!" Master Zhuang shouted loudly.

At least two infantry squads surrounded the house, and two light machine guns were mounted on the wall, indicating that the battalion commander was not unprepared when he heard that someone was coming to ask for help.

The restless soldiers fell silent instantly.

The two machine guns with their bolts pulled reminded them that the battalion commander major, who had killed three lieutenants ruthlessly, was by no means a soft-hearted person.

When the scene was quiet, Master Zhuang walked over to a captain of the security regiment whose body was still twitching slightly after being shot several times, and whose eyes were still wide-eyed.

"Why?" The captain, who was struggling to survive on the ground for a moment, still glared fiercely at the commander who suddenly turned his face and refused to acknowledge him. He asked with difficulty.

As a confidant, he helped this person deal with a lot of big troubles. It was common for him to force protection fees from businessmen to help this person pay off his gambling debts. He even helped this person to appease his family who had taken advantage of his little daughter-in-law. Money still comes with guns, which is why he dared to bring a group of people to find this person.

"Why?" Master Zhuang looked at his former confidant with cold eyes and said coldly. "It's not your fault that you're afraid of death, because I'm also afraid of death. Otherwise, why would I lead people to ransack my brother-in-law's house? I just hope Songjiang can defend it!"

Then, he no longer looked at his confidants who were still on the ground waiting hard for answers, and turned his gaze to the soldiers of the security regiment who were trembling under the gun: "But no matter how afraid of death, what can you do? When it's time to die, you can't be a man. .

I also know that I am not a good person. I am very proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. From time to time, I will molest the older girls and younger wives. It is common for me to collect protection fees and extort merchants. In ancient times, I was a bully that everyone wanted to get rid of, just like what is said in the play. It's the same everywhere.

I don’t want to care about any country or nation, or the broken mountains and rivers. I only know that Songjiang is my home. My parents, my wife and children are all here. Whoever wants to kill them must first ask Master Zhuang to leave. life. "

Pointing to Cangcheng, which was still blazing a few hundred meters away, he roared: "But you bastards, you are still trying to judge the situation, make strategic shifts, and let me think that the regular army has shrunk into the city. Cannon fodder. Are they not regular troops in Cangcheng? They are idiots who want to be deserters. Do you think they deserve to die?"

The soldiers were silent, no one dared to answer the question.

"I'm asking you for the last time, are there any of you who want to assess the situation? If so, come forward. Commander Wang doesn't need to waste bullets. I'll kill you for your parents first, so that the Songjiang County Chronicle will not record the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China in the future. So and so became a deserter and brought shame to the ancestors. The ancestral hall is gone, but the memorial tablets of your ancestors are still there!" Master Zhuang's eyes turned red, his tongue was open and he roared, looking extremely crazy.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing that he had shocked a group of soldiers who wanted to retreat, Zhuang Shisan kicked the second lieutenant platoon leader over who was the first to kneel down to beg for mercy, and asked angrily.

"Batalion Commander, Battalion Commander, give me a chance to redeem myself and perform meritorious service. Even if I die, I will die under the gun of the Japanese. Don't let my parents know that I want to be a deserter." The second lieutenant begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

"Okay, what you said sounds like human language." Master Zhuang nodded. "Then I will give you a chance. I have enforced military law on the commander of your second company. From now on, you will be the commander of the second company. From now on, if I see another deserter in the second company, you will die. If you're on the battlefield, you won't have to see me anymore."

"Yes, yes, I promise." The second lieutenant was confused.

"And you, for the sake of employing people during the war, and because you have been deceived by some people, I will pretend that I don't know about this today. If you do it again, I will kill you and report your names to you." "Commander Wang, after the war, your names and where you live will be posted at the four gates of Songjiang for a year. Did you hear it?" Zhuang Shisan turned his attention to the soldiers again.

The soldiers lowered their heads, not daring to look at the crazy battalion commander.

It is true that Zhuang Shisan's move was too vicious. If he wanted to desert again, he would not only be beheaded, but also the name of the deserter would be known to the whole city. If this word spread, his parents and family would no longer be able to live.

This is what Chinese people have, regardless of whether they have read or not, they all have a good reputation.

If it were a Westerner who advocated freedom and the right to life, Major Zhuang's move might not have been effective, but at least here, the effect was impressive.

Facts have also proved that after this vicious incident, the soldiers of the security regiment, who were frightened by Japanese artillery fire but had no way out, actually unleashed unprecedented potential.

Even the Japanese military history has a special description of the battle in the residential area east of Songjiang City, describing the battle of an irregular Chinese army.

Seeing dozens of soldiers who were frightened by the artillery fire being taken away by the officers, Zhuang Shisan turned his attention to the three dead people on the ground again. The cold look in his eyes disappeared. He sighed softly and waved. He waved his hand and ordered the guard squad beside him: "Carry the three of them down and bury them. Also, just pretend that what happened today never happened. All three of them are considered dead in battle."

Then he looked at Cangcheng a few hundred meters away, with a trace of determination flashing in his eyes: "The Japanese are so impatient that they don't stop at night. I can't feel sorry for them just looking at them like this! Pass my order and let the two When the company enters the position, as long as there are Japanese who dare to come in, use their black guns to kill them all. If you have the ability, just send a wave of artillery shells to my area. I don't believe that they can't finish their artillery shells. "

Cangcheng is half-enclosed by residential areas, with only two sides located in the wilderness. If the Japanese army wanted to attack from three sides, one of them would have to go deep into the residential area.

The initiative of the security regiment soldiers who were driven by the furious Shoshisan to join the battle gave Suematsu Shigeharu, who was personally commanding the front line, a headache.

Those who live outside the city have worse economic conditions and limited land. The houses are built one after another. Some alleys are even half a meter wide and only one person can pass through. If you are holding a gun, you have to hold it upright first. to turn around.

My scalp feels numb when I look at it during the day. At night, not to mention the houses without any lights, it feels creepy for a single person to walk in them, not to mention how many people are hiding in them and pointing guns at them. is you.

And don’t say that the Songjiang Security Corps is not a regular army, but Jiangnan is already rich, and Commissioner Wang is willing to invest. The Songjiang Security Corps, except for sergeants and below, are all made in Hanyang, and the rest of the available products for some positions are purely imported German products. The twenty-ring speed machine is a shell gun with a twenty-round magazine that has a huge number of fans in China.

This thing is not very powerful if placed in a field battle. In addition to the fierce firepower output due to its continuous fire function, its effective range of only one hundred meters determines that it cannot become a light weapon that dominates the battlefield.

But if it is used in street fighting, it is simply a killer weapon.

In an area like this, even 100 meters or 30 meters is considered too far.

Many times, just open the window and shoot a wave of fire outside, then run away with the gun, which is not much more convenient than a rifle that is more than one meter long.

This caused pain to the Japanese infantry who had planned to attack from three sides. Let alone form an attack formation against Cangcheng, bullets that could be fired from behind at any time made them afraid to straighten their backs.

However, after being ravaged by artillery for more than 40 minutes, many houses were set alight, like piles of large bonfires, and the Japanese soldiers entering them were clearly illuminated. They were simply the best targets for bullets in the darkness.

As a last resort, the two infantry squadrons that were supposed to attack Cangcheng from the residential areas had to dedicate at least half of their troops to clear out the Chinese hiding behind them in the residential areas.

But they didn't know that their opponent was just an infantry company at first, but as the exchange of fire continued, more and more security regiment soldiers were sent over, which was simply endless.

The gunshots and grenade explosions inside and outside Cangcheng were more lively than the fireworks and firecrackers being set off simultaneously throughout the city on New Year's Eve.

The Japanese infantrymen who were forced to fight in the streets at night were almost crying.

Here, all the excellent shooting skills and excellent positioning are of no use. What is left is fear and death...

PS: Today is a special day, the July 7th Incident! Don’t forget the national humiliation! Fengyue's abilities are limited and cannot be updated! But the two chapters are close to 6,000 words, which is considered a big chapter.

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