Rise From Eight Hundred

The clock goes back to the early morning of the previous day.

The 2000 soldiers of the Songjiang Security Corps, who had been building fortifications for a whole day, were already exhausted, but were notified to gather in the wilderness in front of the residential area to listen to the commander's lecture.

Complaints were minor, and many ruffians named and cursed the senior officials of the Songjiang Command for not treating people as human beings.

‘Crow’ didn’t, he had been observing the surrounding environment, just waiting to use this rare opportunity to slip out, the night could cover his tracks, he wanted to leave here, take his beloved and fly away.

In front of the 2000 people stood the highest commander of the security corps, Commander Wang Gongyu, and an army lieutenant colonel they didn’t know.

"Brothers! This time, following the order of the commander-in-chief of the Songhu War Zone, my entire security regiment and the brothers of the 67th Army and the 43rd Army will guard our hometown Songjiang City together. The Songjiang commander-in-chief, General Wu, has sent a clear message to the entire Songhu army, saying that the Songjiang defenders will keep the city alive if there are people, and the city will be destroyed if there are people dead.

Because my security regiment is familiar with the terrain, it was appointed by the Songjiang Command to defend the position outside the East City. I, Wang Gongyu, have nothing to say, I only want to say one thing to my brothers, I swear to live and die with Songjiang, and I swear to live and die with my brothers!" Because of fear or because of lack of rest, the Songjiang Security Commander looked pale, but he forced himself to say a few polite words and handed the loudspeaker to Tang Dao beside him.

"Now, please ask the newly appointed Deputy Director Tang of the Songjiang Command Staff to give a lecture to the brothers. He fought the Japanese invaders in Songhu for three months and has sufficient combat experience. Please ask him to tell us how to fight the devils."

The security regiments, who were already standing a little slack due to fatigue, were not the personal guards of Wanggongyu. Most of them saw Tang Dao for the first time.

Seeing that Tang Dao was only in his early twenties and his military rank was only a lieutenant colonel, he had to stand side by side with their major general security commander and give them a lecture on how to fight the Japanese.

How could they be happy with this? Some grumbled in dissatisfaction, some snorted from their noses, and the bold ones even started to talk to their companions around them and sneered at the young officer standing in front of them.

Even the three major battalion commanders who had seen Tang Dao might be unhappy because they were tired all day, so they simply didn't scold their soldiers and let them run wild, which was also a way to vent their anger.

Who let this position be handed over to them by Tang Dao, the deputy director of the staff.

One person whispered that it was nothing, but one or two thousand people came like a bunch of flies seeing shit, or big green-headed flies.

Wang Gongyu panicked when he saw this. He usually provided these guys with good food and drink, but he couldn't guarantee that these people would not blow up his camp because of the war at this time. He could only bite the bullet and shout again: "Be quiet."

After all, he is the one who usually pays everyone, so this face should be given.

Seeing that the decibel level in the venue dropped a little, this person could only give Tang Dao a more detailed introduction: "Perhaps many people think that he is just a lieutenant colonel in the army and is not qualified to lecture our security group. Then I tell you that the name Tang Dao may not be famous enough, but is the name of the Four-Line Camp loud enough? He is the commander of the Four-Line Camp who has been famous all over the country these days. Who dares to say that such a hero is not qualified?"

The venue suddenly became much quieter.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. The Songjiang Security Corps is full of people in the underworld. Once Tang Dao, the famous commander of the Fourth Camp, was exposed, who would dare to underestimate him?

He was a ruthless man who led hundreds of people and thousands of Japanese to resist for almost a week.

But the Songjiang Security Corps, including "Crow", still didn't know enough about ruthless people. The one in front of them was more ruthless than they thought.

He was particularly poisonous.

"Everyone, stand at attention!" Tang Dao threw away the loudspeaker with a cold face, and stood in front of all the officers and soldiers of the Security Corps like a javelin. The metallic sound was enough to spread throughout the venue without seeing how hard he roared. "Are you garbage?"

This was the first time Tang Dao met all the officers and soldiers of the Security Corps, but he came up to show his power.

"Boom", it was not like a green-headed fly meeting shit, but a bit like a black crow meeting.

Lieutenant "Crow" and his brothers almost blew up the camp.

Who are they? They are the security group, the defenders of the rich Songjiang City. Usually, they are the wealthy families with big bellies. When they see them, they have to shout "Commander!" with a smile on their faces. When ordinary people see them, they have to bow their heads.

Today, they were called garbage to their faces.

"If they are not garbage, why do they look like garbage when they stand in a line and listen to the commander's lecture?" The roar of the Tang Dao sounded again, even overwhelming a bunch of "black crows".

"If you are dissatisfied with what I said just now, you can stand up and tell me loudly that you are wrong, and I am not trash, instead of just grumbling like a woman!"

"However, saying that you are not trash is not just about talking, but about fists. I might as well tell you that your commander Wang said that I have rich combat experience in the bloody battle of Songhu for three months. This is both right and wrong. My self-evaluation is not rich combat experience, but rich experience in killing devils.

Not counting the use of guns, there are no less than 20 devils who died under my bayonet and fists. For one of them, I still remember clearly that I crushed his testicles with one hand, and then helped him to tear off the useless short handle and throw it away." Tang Dao showed a mouthful of white teeth, full of murderous aura.

The officers and soldiers of the security team on the scene collectively crossed their crotches, as if they felt a little relieved only by feeling that the thing was still there.

The man in front of me is really too cruel. If you kill the Japanese, you can kill the Japanese. Do you need to explain the details so clearly?

"Are you unhappy with me now? It just so happens that I don't like you either. In the army, we should use the military rules to solve the problem. If you are not convinced, just come. If the Japanese are going to attack, it is estimated that there will be more than a dozen When I was young, no matter how busy I was, I could still help Commander Wang teach a bunch of rubbish."

Tang Dao had no intention of saving face for Commissioner Wang, and he snarled wildly. The scumbags of the Songjiang Security Group had not done anything, but Commissioner Wang looked red in the face.

However, as soon as Tang Dao said this, the ruffian soldiers who were still eager to give it a try all hesitated.

Let's not talk about whether the burly man in front of him is really as awesome as he said. He defeated 20 Japs with just his bayonet and fists and kicks, but with his confident energy, and With that figure and straight waist, he is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

The officers and soldiers of the security regiment, who are rampant in the countryside but know how to follow the crowd, may not be considered mediocre in terms of force, but they are very smart and very good at adapting. They are just a small soldier, and they can just scold them if they are scolded by an army lieutenant colonel. Anyway, they are not. If you lose a piece of meat, you don't have to go up and get beaten again, right?

No one dared to ignore Tang Dao's domineering provocation, and no one dared to look at Tang Dao's sharp gaze. He unconsciously lowered his voice and stood up straight.

"The reason why I say you are trash is not only because of the queue you are standing in now, but also because of your infamous reputation. Wherever you go, people say that the security team is not a soldier, but a hooligan, a blood-sucking worm that lies on the people and drinks their blood. "Tang Dao continued.

"Perhaps, that's true. You usually take advantage of your tiger skin to eat, drink, and even go to the brothel but never pay the bill. From time to time, you also use the name of the security group and the labor army to collect protection money. There are many merchants asking for money and goods, no matter they are ordinary people or wealthy people, they will want to take a detour when they look at you. "

This summary, I can only say, is too accurate.

Two of the famous Songjiang Three Pests are members of the security team. Calling them vampires is actually too polite a term.

If the people of Songjiang say it themselves, they are just a bunch of stinky shit that will disgust anyone who comes into contact with it.

"However, you still have an identity that cannot be eliminated no matter what. You are Chinese, from Jiangnan, from Songjiang, and your home is here.

Everyone here can run, but you can't. No matter how bad you are, your home is still in Songjiang, and your family is still in Songjiang.

You may not know what the virtues of Japanese devils are, but as long as you have been to North China and Northeast China, you will know why the Japanese are called devils. That is because they are cruel and not human. What they do is comparable to ghosts. They look at me as a Chinese. The people are like pigs and dogs, killing villages and households at every turn. Tang Dao said angrily.

"North and Northeast China may be too far away for you, but let's talk about the nearest one. According to the battle report sent to the Songjiang headquarters by Qiang Sanwa, the only surviving signal corpsman of the 377th Regiment of the 62nd Division stationed in Jinshan County.

Yesterday evening, the Japanese army invaded Jinshan County. The entire 377th Regiment fought to the death with Cheng Ren until the last moment. The traumatized and crazy Japanese army targeted the people of Jinshan County who had no time to escape around Jinshan County for revenge. They evacuated from Jinshan County and hid in the mountains. All the people, men, women, old and young, were massacred, and there were no survivors.

Who do you think can escape this war? Is it you, or is it your parents, wife and children? If you don't dare to die, then your relatives will die. "

"The whole city of Jinshan was killed? No matter men, women, old or young, they were all massacred." Crow, who was standing in the queue and glanced at the dark wilderness from time to time, heard this sentence and there was a buzzing in his head. If it weren't for the two men under his command, A brother supported him, and he almost fainted and fell to the ground.

Is the person he wants to marry back, the person he hopes she can laugh again, gone?

Commander Wang, who was qualified to know this information, nodded sadly, shattering all the crow's luck.

In the rest of the time, Tang Dao would no longer be able to hear what he said, demonstrating how to make Molotov cocktails, how to use the intricate residential environment to attack, and how to escape.

His world collapsed.

All he could think about was killing the Japanese, killing the Japanese he could see, and killing all the Japanese.

As for slipping away, I had already forgotten about it.

Without her, what's the point of just living?