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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 147 Flowers That Should Not Wither

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    Chapter 147 The flower that should not wither

    The artillery shells overturned the Japanese positions, with smoke billowing, dust flying, and shrapnel flying. The Japanese defensive positions were shrouded in a whirlwind of death. The Japanese were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They could only ask for blessings and hope that the shells would not fall on them.  on the head.

    This was completely an asymmetrical fire strike. The few artillery pieces the Japanese had had had just fired one shell, and the artillerymen of the Blood Hand Regiment captured the target. Dozens of shells followed and flew over. When the smoke cleared, they were captured.  The artillery pieces that had been blown into parts and the broken limbs of the Japanese artillerymen were helplessly scattered on the newly sprouted grass.

    The Manchurian soldiers on the first line of defense received unexpected care. The artillery shells all landed on the Japanese positions behind them. There was not a single one on my body. I watched the groups of artillery shells whistling and flying overhead.  , these national soldiers, their faces were pale, and the guns in their hands had been thrown far away, as if they were holding a red-hot iron rod.

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    The artillery fire extended, and the troops began to charge. The officers of the Capital Division of Manchukuo, who were determined to work for the Japanese, still resisted. Under the orders of the division commander, they stuck their heads out of the trenches and held the weapons in their hands.

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    The commander of the Capital Division was a big man. The rank mark on his shoulder meant that he received special care. Two bullets hit his big head almost at the same time. His brains splashed all over the face of a pseudo-officer next to him. The boy screamed strangely.  Yelling, he threw the pistol far away, his eyes rolled back, he was scared to death, but he dodged a bullet that went straight to his head and fell completely dead.

    This is the masterpiece of the snipers who cover the charge of the soldiers from behind. Their task is to shoot and kill all enemies who dare to resist when the troops charge.

    The remaining national soldiers were shaking like chaff, holding their heads in their hands, digging their buttocks, and kneeling on the ground. This was no joke. Did you see that these officials were bluffing just now?  In just the blink of an eye, everyone's head turned into a rotten watermelon.

    The soldiers didn¡¯t even look at them. They passed by them like a gust of wind. There were special departments behind them to deal with them. Thousands of people were in the same posture, which was also spectacular!

    There were very few Japs still alive on the battlefield, and their performance was no better than that of the national soldiers. But before they died, they remembered that they were the Imperial Army of Japan, and they showed a bit of Bushido spirit even though they were showing off their teeth and claws. To them, the soldiers could  No need to be polite, a "pop" shot left a hole in his forehead, and a "thwack" of the bayonet gave him a chill in his heart.

    Stepping on the corpses of the Japanese, the soldiers rushed into Xinjing. The so-called capital of Manchukuo fell into the hands of the Bloody Hands in less than three hours.

    As Tang Qiuli expected, the resistance in the urban area was extremely weak. All regular Japs had been eliminated in the positions outside Xinjing. Only scattered Japanese and puppet armed personnel remained in the urban area, and they were quickly eliminated by the troops.  , each unit pounced on different targets according to the combat plan, but the armed Japanese expatriates caused trouble for the troops.

    Tang Qiuli¡¯s direct guard and cavalry detachment were responsible for dealing with the airport in Xinjing. They encountered some trouble on the way to attack the target.

    A group of armed expatriates, both men and women, behind the roadblocks set up on the street, relying on temporary fortifications built with sandbags, launched a surprise attack on the advancing troops. Unprepared, the cavalry rushed in front.  The detachment suffered casualties for the first time. More than ten soldiers fell from their horses.

    The troops quickly concealed themselves. This ragtag group was the opponent of the soldiers. With a burst of light and heavy machine guns, submachine guns and grenades, the temporary sandbag fortifications were blown down. These armed foreigners were all wiped out. According to the rules of the Bloody Hands, there was no resistance and no  The Japanese expatriates who were armed would not have their lives taken apart from the confiscation of all their property.

    But these guys are looking for death, so there is no other way. Liu Chun was so angry that his eyes were red. During the peripheral battle, the troops did not suffer any casualties. It was a good thing. They were plotted by these Japanese trash. This is suffocating.

    Tang Qiuli stepped forward to comfort Liu Chun, but before he could say anything, a bullet was suddenly fired from a house next to him, screaming and flying past his face. The hair on his body exploded with excitement, and Battle beside him quickly blocked it.  In front of him, another bullet hit Barter's shoulder.

    The bright red blood dyed his clothes red. Battle's body swayed, and more than a dozen guards quickly formed a human wall in front of Tang Qiuli and Battle. Immediately, the weapons in their handsThe submachine gun sprayed out a torrential rain of bullets, shattering the windows of the house and sending sawdust flying everywhere.

    After the gunfire stopped, the soldiers of the direct guard rushed into the house angrily. Their deputy captain was injured, and the soldiers were aroused to a sky-high rage.

    Unexpectedly, two young Japanese women who were only slightly injured were escorted out of the house by the soldiers. The two Japanese women struggled desperately and kept kicking and beating the people beside them.  The soldiers, with their slender eyes shining coldly like a she-wolf, kept cursing in their mouths, and two 38-guns were held in the hands of the soldiers.

    Tang Qiuli frowned. Of course he could understand what they were cursing. The soldiers who knew Japanese also understood, and they all turned their searching eyes to the commander.

    To be honest, if there were two Japanese men, just by injuring the deputy captain, the guardsmen would have killed them long ago. However, these were two young Japanese women, pretty good-looking, wearing student uniforms.  He is only ten years old.

    Tang Qiuli sighed. He hated the Japanese. All the soldiers of the Blood Hands hated these invaders who invaded their homes and slaughtered their relatives. However, after all, we are not Japanese devils like beasts.

    Tang Qiuli called the health worker Xiao Xie. She was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was in a well-fitting military uniform. She was slender, wearing a belt and two short braids. She was clean and neat, with a pair of bright big eyes.  She has a full smile, and her happy singing can be heard whenever she is camping. Because she is serious and responsible in her work, and her medical skills are excellent, she is deeply loved by the soldiers of the direct guard, who treat her as their little sister.

    The health worker started working quickly. Tang Qiuli turned around and handed over the task to Liu Chun. Just after saying a few words, he exclaimed. He turned around and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

    The young health worker was lying in a pool of blood, with a short knife stuck in his chest. His bright eyes had dimmed. Two Japanese women, one had blood on his hands, and the other was still holding the health worker tightly.  neck, the two of them laughed wildly, with a kind of perverted madness.

    When the health worker was bandaging their wounds, the injured area was on the woman's sensitive area. The soldiers turned their backs to them. At this moment, a Japanese woman suddenly pulled out a short knife and stabbed it into the health worker's vagina.  chest, another Japanese woman strangled her neck at the same time.

    A life as bright and sunny as a flower was cruelly taken away by a crazy Japanese woman, and she was treating the pain of the devil who took her life. In her kind heart, she could not believe this fact.  .

    Shanhu kicked the two crazy Japanese women to the ground one by one. The soldiers were stunned by this sudden change. The cute little sister did not fall on the battlefield, but was rescued by the Japanese woman she wanted to treat.  He was brutally killed, and immediately, the anger erupted like a volcano, and the sound of the gun bolt was heard.

    Tang Qiuli's heart was full of bitterness. He could not understand the true thoughts of that beastly nation because he could not bear it for a moment. A young soldier fell to the hands of two Japanese lunatics and spent the same time. He remembered that he had just been sent to the direct guard.  When I was young, every time I met myself, I smiled brightly and saluted myself very formally.

    Xiaoling also likes her very much and treats her as her own sister. However, now Tang Qiuli doesn't want to think about it anymore, turns around and leaves, leaving these two dehumanized lunatics to the soldiers. They don't deserve life.  right.

    When we arrived at the airport, two planes had just taken off. There were more than twenty Japanese fighter jets and bombers on the airport. The plaster marks on their wings were so red that it was glaring. The cavalry detachment had already eliminated all the Japanese pilots.

    He ordered all these planes to be blown up, and then he came to the Puppet Imperial Palace. The place was in a mess. You can imagine the embarrassment of the so-called emperor when he fled in a hurry. They should be on those two planes.

    It was just one step away from capturing the emperor alive. If that happened, the history of Northeast China and even the whole of China might have to be rewritten. The pace of history would go in a different direction at a certain turning point. It seems that history is history.  No one can change easily. Tang Qiuli shook his head and smiled bitterly.

    The soldiers of the special detachment were searching everywhere for the remaining puppet Manchukuo personnel. Tang Qiuli called the captains Fu Qiang and Fu Gang, who were leading the team, and told them that everything here should be taken away, especially those of value.  They are cultural relics and famous people's calligraphy and paintings. They must be packaged carefully to make sure there are no mistakes. These are all national treasures.

    If we don't take these things away, they will be snatched by the marauding little devils. After counting, I must be personally present when packing. Then, the special detachment will send a squadron of troops to send them back immediately.  Base, Tang Qiuli told the two brothers very seriously.

    Finally, theyArriving at the radio station, this is where the Puppet Manchukuo's "Voice of Manchuria" radio station is located. A brigade from the third detachment has completely taken control of the place. All the equipment is kept intact, and even several announcers were captured on the spot.

    Tang Qiuli asked them to turn on the broadcasting equipment. The announcers looked at the young man with surprise. From the extent of the soldiers' respect for the young man, they guessed that this young man was not simple.

    Tang Qiuli asked a female announcer to start broadcasting according to the script he wrote.

    "The Voice of Manchuria Radio Station is now broadcasting. Below is the message from the commander of the Anti-Japanese Blood Hand Regiment, Blood Hand Qiuli, to the citizens and to the Japanese invaders."
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