This battle dismayed Chen Jun's momentum. Chen Jun did not launch an attack in the next half hour. The soldiers of the 7th Company quickly strengthened the fortifications and seized the time to have a meal. After Zhuang Jihua inspected the position, he came to Du Yuming to see how his colleagues trained.

Huang Mingcheng's view of Zhuang Jihua changed a lot at this time. During the first confrontation, Zhuang Jihua did not join the battle, which made him think that the company commander was a coward. Then he saw Zhuang Jihua talking swears, and was surprised. He was simply a soldier. He looked like an officer educated in Huangpu. During the battle, he secretly asked Cao Yuan if the company commander was from a corps. Cao Yuan was stunned for a moment and smiled and told him that Company Commander Zhuang not only graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy, but also studied in college in the United States, but was inspired by the Prime Minister to return to China to participate in the revolution. This made Huang Mingcheng strange and a little impressed.

Seeing Zhuang Jihua coming, he was about to meet him, but was stopped by Du Yuming. He was stunned and obeyed the order and returned to the queue. Zhuang Jihua came to the front of the queue. He faced eighty-two workers, eighty-two simple faces, and different eyes appeared in his eighty-two pairs of eyes.

"We are facing more than a thousand enemies. They retreated from Changping. Our troops chased them from behind. They had to defeat us before they could escape. Our mission was to block them here until the pursuit troops came up. They also knew this, so they would attack with no life next time, the battle would be very hard, and many people would die."

Zhuang Jihua said that he stopped here and looked at the eighty-two people in front of him. Sure enough, a buzzing sound came from the crowd.

“When will our people arrive?”

"How long will we stay?"

"Will we die?" someone asked nervously, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

Zhuang Jihua would say in silence: "I don't know when the subsequent troops will arrive. The only thing I can tell you is that all those who participate in the battle may die, and the chance of death may be very high." The workers did not understand what the probability means, but they guessed that it was not a good word.

"I... I don't force everyone to participate, and I also hope that if you have wives and children, don't participate, put down your gun and go home." Zhuang Jihua finally couldn't cruelly throw these untrained people into the battlefield. Huang Mingcheng was a little surprised when he heard Zhuang Jihua say this, and then he was about to speak.

"Chairman Huang, please wait a moment." Zhuang Jihua stopped him, and he said a little heavy: "The road to revolution is long, I don't care about this moment. If you die at this time, what will your wife and children do?"

The revolution will have to wait for more than twenty years to succeed; the respect for life advocated in his previous life has left deep traces in his mind, and the great revolution in history ended in failure. Is these people squandering their lives at this time? Zhuang Jihua's mind is thundering.

"Company Commander Zhuang," Huang Mingcheng shouted in dissatisfaction: "Then why do you still have to guard here?"

"We are soldiers, you are not." Zhuang Jihua stared at Huang Mingcheng sternly.

"We are revolutionaries, and we have the responsibility to eliminate counter-revolutionaries. We are not afraid of death." Huang Mingcheng retorted without any weakness: "Comrades, are you afraid of death?"

"Not afraid." The voice hesitated.

"Comrades, we have been bullied by foreigners on the railway, bullied by forest capitalists, and bullied by road guards over the years. What kind of life are we living, like a cattle and horse; if we want to live a good life, we can only drive away warlords like Chen Jiongming and drive away foreigners, and we are the masters of our own. Some of us will sacrifice, but the union still exists, and the union will take care of your family." Huang Mingcheng became more and more excited as he spoke. He raised his gun and shouted: "Workers in the world are family. If you want to turn over and become masters, the coworkers, fight!"

"Fight! Fight!" Huang Mingcheng's words were very inspiring. All the workers raised their weapons in their hands excitedly and shouted loudly.

"Company Commander Zhuang, please give the order." Huang Mingcheng turned around and said to Zhuang Jihua. Zhuang Jihua had no choice.

After he waited for the workers to calm down, he pointed to a dark-faced middle-aged man who looked in his forties and asked, "Who do you have any other people in your family?"

"Wife, three sons and one daughter." replied the middle-aged man.

"You go back, Platoon Commander Du took his gun."

Then he said to Huang Mingcheng: "One, keep some seeds for your union; two, he not only has to take care of his own family, but also the families of other people when he lives. I don't have time to discuss with you; Platoon Leader Du does what I said."

Huang Mingcheng opened his mouth and closed it again. Then Zhuang Jihua picked out a few more people he thought were older, and two more boys who were obviously under 18 years old, and they handed them over to Du Yuming to continue training. Before leaving, he told Du Yuming and Huang Mingcheng that their training must be accelerated and they might be asked to go on soon.

Before Zhuang Jihua returned to the company, artillery shells roared down, and Chen's army launched an attack again. The time for this shelling was obviously much longer. It took seven or eight minutes, and then the enemy rushed over and rushed over, and it quickly rushed within a hundred meters.

The 7th Company fired a row of guns, and the Chen Jun soldiers on the opposite side fell one after another, but they were still rushing forward with "grenades". Zhuang Jihua shouted, and the soldiers threw grenades one after another. A series of explosions suppressed the Chen Jun's attack. Then the two sides turned to shoot. Chen Jun set up two machine guns on a mound opposite and fired wildly at the 7th Company. Under the cover of the machine gun, Chen Jun soldiers gradually crawled forward. Zhuang Jihua quickly asked Zhang Sanwa to knock out the enemy's machine gun. After receiving the order, Zhang Sanwa found a corner and shot two shots, which made the Chen Jun's machine gun silence.

The Chen Jun soldiers who had some courage just now fell silent again, but the Chen Jun machine gun rang again soon, and Zhang Sanwa was also discovered. A machine gun specifically suppressed him. Under the suppression of the machine gun, Zhang Sanwa could not raise his head. The bullet hit the stone, and the splashed stone salt hit the face and it hurt. Then Chen Jun adjusted a few more machine guns, and the firepower of the 7th Company was completely suppressed.

The firepower of the 7th Company became weaker, and Chen Jun soldiers took the opportunity to rush over, "Grenade!" Zhuang Jihua threw grenades out frantically. The grenades thrown by the 7th Company exploded in front of the position, "Continue. Don't stand up." The grenades of the 7th Company kept moving outward, and explosions in front of the position were heard one after another. Chen Jun soldiers who were taking the risk of attacking were suffering heavy casualties. The rest retreated, but they were beaten to death by the supervision team before taking a step back, and the remaining people rushed up again with their teeth.

"Du" Chen Jun sounded the charge. Under the cover of seven machine guns, Chen Jun's soldiers quickly rushed into the town forty or fifty meters away. The soldiers of the 7th Company did not retreat at all and responded tenaciously. Zhuang Jihua held a knife in one hand and held a gun in the other, slashed and shot from a distance, and led a few soldiers to charge back and forth in front of the formation. Tang Qijun and three soldiers blocked the breakthrough, and a group of enemies surrounded them. Cao Yuan was anxious and took people to respond, but was entangled by another group of enemies. Both sides fought desperately at the breakthrough.

Tang Qijun was already injured in three places, but he had no time to bandage the wound, so he could only let the blood flow down. The three soldiers followed him were already sacrificed, but the enemy fell down seven or eight. He and another soldier fought back to back against the six or seven enemies surrounding them. The command knife had cut two gaps, and the blood dripped down the blade, and another burst of pain came from the wound. He grinned in pain. The enemy in front saw his discomfort, and stabbed him in a light bang. It was indeed a false move. Then he took a sideways away from the bayonet from the right, slashed the enemy soldiers on the right, and then stepped back to maintain a formation with the soldiers behind him. The remaining enemies saw that the officer was still difficult to deal with despite being injured, so they wrapped around Tang Qijun with two bayonets. The others insisted on dealing with the soldier, killing the soldier in a hurry.

Tang Qijun saw the enemy's intention and shouted behind him: "Follow me." Then he took the initiative to attack. He slashed at the enemy soldiers in the front with one knife. The enemy soldiers raised their guns to block them, but without waiting for the sword to be implemented, he gently turned the light of the sword and swept across the throat of the enemy soldiers on the left. The soldier threw down his gun, covered his throat, made a giggling sound, and knelt down as soon as his feet were soft.

The soldier behind him screamed. Tang Qijun turned around and saw blood emitting from his mouth. Two blood arrows spurted out of his body, falling to his feet. Tang Qijun had no time to be sad. Two bayonets had already stabbed him. After shooting two shots left and right, he turned around and let the front pricks, and then cut off the enemy soldier's head with one knife. At this time, he felt a pain in his waist, and a little bit of the knife rushed out of his abdomen, dripping blood. He turned his head and saw that the enemy soldier's face was ferocious and pushing the bayonet forward with all his strength. Under the severe pain, Tang Qijun turned his blade, held the knife in his backhand, stabbed the enemy soldier's body with one knife, and then two bayonets were inserted into his chest.

Tang Qijun, a graduate of Huangpu's first-year platoon leader of the third platoon of the seventh company, was killed in the Zhangmutou blocking battle.

The breakthrough expanded, and Chen's army rushed into the position of the 7th Company, which was shaking.

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