The clear brilliance of the moon shone coldly on the earth, and the vast land was frozen under the cold moonlight. More than ten kilometers away from the coast, in order to prevent the enemy from attacking, the Japanese army who built a defensive position on the spot dug foxholes.

And squatted in the trench to guard. There was no barbed wire in front of the thin trench. For them, this hastily constructed defense line was the only way to stop the Chinese army from attacking. Mobile novel site

"The Chinese navy sank dozens of our merchant ships at sea. There will be no more reinforcements or supplies!"

Although bad news comes from time to time, for these soldiers, they have no right to complain. The only thing they can do is obey orders. This is the only thing soldiers need to do. As for thinking, that is only for officers.

Power, as for soldiers, cannot think and does not need to think.

The night was getting darker and I didn’t know when they got up. The Japanese soldiers who had been digging trenches all night felt hungry. Wild dogs were barking in the dark distance. They listened to the sound of wind and the barking of dogs, waiting for the enemy. But until the east appeared,

Bai, they didn't show up either.

It's such a long night!

When the sun was about to rise again, Ishihara Wan'er's heart finally fell to the ground, and he sighed deeply. Although the weather was not cold, he was forced to walk around in the sea and didn't eat last night.

, but it felt as if the breath he exhaled was freezing into ice, and the hungry feeling in his stomach was really uncomfortable. From yesterday to now, he had barely eaten a bite of food.

Just when he felt hungry, he saw Captain Xiaotian setting off with his soldiers. This was the food collection team sent out. Yesterday, they checked several villages within the defense line, and the people in those villages had all left.

In the empty village, except for the vacant houses, there is nothing!

"I hope they can collect food!"

The hungry Ishihara Wanji thought in his mind that in order to obtain food, the Oda Brigade would go deep into the hinterland of China to search for villages and collect food.

What will they use to collect food? Will they have money to buy it? Ishihara Wanji thought this, but then he shook his head in his heart. It was impossible to use money. Not to mention that the army has no money now. Even if it is not attacked, I'm afraid it won't use it.

money.

Moreover, when setting off, Ishihara Kanji also received notices to be posted after arriving in China. The notices were very simple, with five items in total: first, anyone who obstructs all actions of the Japanese army will be executed; second, anyone who cuts off the power supply or causes damage will be executed;

3. If the informant is detained or designated, a heavy reward will be given; 4. If the informant is found guilty and does not report the crime, but harbors the bandits, the neighbor's township security will give him a severe punishment; 5. If there is a person in the village who hinders the movement of the Japanese army, the people of the village will be beheaded.

The Oda Squadron will definitely not spend money to buy grain. The current decline will inevitably make it impossible to force Chinese officials to hand over grain like in the Japanese War. Then there is only one way, and that is to use bayonets to requisition grain.

When the sun shines from the horizon to the sky again, the villagers are still sleeping soundly. When they are a few hundred meters away, Xiaotian picks up the telescope and looks at the village carefully. This village seems to be nothing like the villages near the coast.

Same thing, suddenly a few native dogs emerged from the village, and a cow could be seen in the cowshed!

Someone!

A smile appeared on Oda's face and he immediately waved his hand.

The team behind him drove towards the village. There was a forest in the village. At this time, the woods, houses and people seemed to be immersed in a deep sleep. After blocking the retreat with a small team, Xiaotian led the soldiers into the village.

Amidst the screams, the soldiers broke open the door. The villagers panicked and looked at the Japanese soldiers who broke into their homes in horror.

Captain Oda gave the order.

"Search all the food and take away all the livestock!"

At dawn, gunshots suddenly rang out, and the night seemed to be awakened. The woods and villages fell into panic. Japanese soldiers with bayonets began to sweep from house to house, grabbing whatever they saw, including grain, iron pots, and cattle.

, donkey, sheep, chicken.

In the small ditch on the edge of the village, hundreds of villagers who were rushed here were trembling with fear. They all laid their faces on the ground, trembling all over for this disaster, as if they had seen a terrifying hell. They are now

I even began to regret it, why didn't I avoid the soldiers? If I had avoided the soldiers, I wouldn't have suffered this disaster at all.

For thousands of years, Chinese farmers have sweated and worked day and night, but in the end, excessive taxes and poor wheat harvests always weighed them down. This is how farmers have lived a lifeless life for generations.

The poor days of hope. But now, these farmers with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky have to go through this war again.

Beside the dry ditch, a young man's body was lying there. It was a rebellious young man. An old woman was holding the body, leaning her head against it and wailing loudly. The young man's bloodless face was lifted up.

Put it on the old lady's knee and hang down weakly. The old lady's big wrinkled hands were stained with blood, and she used these hands to gently touch the young man's face, staring blankly at the young man's expressionless face.

, crying bitterly.

After driving the whole village into a small ditch, a soldier immediately aimed his gun at them, and a sergeant suddenly stopped them.

"They are all common people. If they are innocent and if they hand over the food, let them live!"

These civilians are innocent and there is no reason to shoot these kind people.

"The Chinese have killed so many of us, we must kill a few of them no matter what!"

Another Chief Cao said with some resentment that several elderly farmers were still brought over. They knelt on the ground and begged for their lives. But no one paid attention to their prayers. They only heard the sound of "Ah" and the soldier's cry.

The bayonet stabbed one of them. The man fell to the ground. The other people were even more panicked and shouted instinctively:

"My lord! My lord!" He kowtowed with his fists in his hands.

The stabbed man struggled in pain, scratching his fingers on the ground. After a while, he was stabbed again, twice.

Then he died. Only shouts of "Yeah! Yeah" echoed in the air, and a groan came from the ground. After that, all six people who were pulled out were killed. They were all unarmed civilians.

The sound of vomiting blood, angry groans and shouts of killing people all disappeared, leaving only Qiqu's body and blood shining in the morning sun. They were not Chinese soldiers, but kind-hearted old people. Just because they could not leave

In my hometown, because these invaders were killed and wounded on the battlefield by the defenders and had nowhere to vent their anger, they suffered a disaster.

They were a group of innocent and kind-hearted farmers. They knelt on the ground and begged for their lives. Facing such a group of people, some were unable to lift their bayonets, but some soldiers slashed them with their swords without any scruples.

The infantry squadron responsible for guarding the entrance of the village aimed its rifles at the fleeing farmers, firing "bang, bang, bang". Dozens of villagers trying to escape were knocked to the ground by bullets, and most of them were killed by the Japanese army.

Some farmers were too old and too weak to escape.

After a while, a bright red sun rose from the distant horizon. The bright morning sun shone among the woods. A few wisps of smoke rose from the villages in the distance and the nearby woods. The smoke curled up in the sun.

Get up, this is making breakfast!

The dogs in the village stopped barking, the gunshots stopped, the women's cries disappeared, and the groans and curses of death disappeared. Morning came, and the Japanese soldiers who had looted the food carried the food onto the mountain.

The main force continued to advance inland, but they only obtained enough food for the troops in that village for two days.

"The bastard China plane, if it weren't for them..."

While marching with his rifle on his shoulder, Tanano cursed the Chinese aircraft and of course the Chinese navy. It was their bombing and artillery attacks that forced his brigade to take the road of food requisition, which was full of risks.

In the past, this might have been nothing, but now, the only heavy weapons of the entire brigade are three heavy machine guns. Apart from that, there is nothing else. The troops lost most of their heavy equipment in bombing and shelling, and this means that

What are you looking for? Even if he is not an officer, he knows that this means that the Chinese Army may launch an attack at any time, and then they only need to use artillery to end the battle.

The sun is still radiating like a burning fireball. The vast land extends to the horizon. It is all the earth before, behind, and to the left and right. It is flat, without shade, like a green ocean. The sky is blue, without a single white cloud, and is like a flame.

The sun shines down from the sky, and there is not even a breath of wind in the air.

In the vast expanse of fields, the fifth brigade that crossed the river marched quickly on dirt roads and field trails. Continuous combat troops appeared in the wheat fields and disappeared in the smoke and hail in the distance. Several cars loaded with artillery shells raised a puff of smoke.

The dust is running wildly, and the horses are neighing in the dust.

Six horses pulled field artillery and marched in the flying dust. The bare-chested baggage soldiers followed behind the large army like bandits carrying a box of ammunition. Among them, large carts were pulled forward by horses, oxen and donkeys.

On the cart, there were soldiers sitting on top of each other like luggage.

More soldiers were marching in the fields. The soft fields only made them more tired. Even though it was the end of October, they still felt that the weather was too hot, their throats were filled with smoke, and they couldn't even sweat. Some people thought

He wanted to sit down, but he immediately started running again amidst the shouts, curses and kicks of the officers. The soldiers carrying rifles complained, but they could only accept their fate and march forward.

From waking up at two o'clock in the morning until now, marching, forced marching, and forced marching are accompanied by hunger. When they are hungry, the soldiers just grab a handful of "march rice" from the ration bag and take a sip.

water, and then continue marching.

Wu Peifu, who was riding on the horse, took a look at the map. At this time, his face was covered with dust, but there was a smile on his face. Now it was time to beat up the drowned dog.

"Tell brothers, hurry up, nine o'clock, nine o'clock, I want the Japanese to taste our artillery shells!"

Sixty-eight point five miles!

This is the position from the coast where the main force of the brigade will start, and the military headquarters only gave him a total of six hours, which means that every hour, the troops have to walk ten miles to reach the reserve position within the scheduled time and carry out the attack on the coast.

Japanese siege.

After giving the order, Wu Peifu grabbed a handful of "marching rice" from the dry food bag. When he chewed the rice, he made a crisp sound in his mouth. This is not the way to eat marching rice, but this time, it can only be like this.

eat.

Marching rice was developed by the military parade office to ensure military supplies during the New Army General Assembly in Zhangde in the late Qing Dynasty. It is very simple to make. Wash it with high-quality rice, soak it in water for 50 minutes, make it dry and wet, steam it in a steamer and dry it in the shade.

When needed, it can be eaten after soaking in water for 20 minutes. It is called "instant rice", but the soldiers prefer to call it "marching rice".

The marching rice of the Jiangsu Army is different from the marching rice that Wu Peifu has come across. This kind of marching rice has a salty and spicy taste, and there are also dried green onion leaves and even dried meat cubes in it. It tastes very good when eaten with boiling water.

Not bad, but now I don’t have time to soak the rice. When I’m hungry, I just grab a handful and stuff it directly into my mouth.

"Where is the 10th Regiment?"

Thinking about it, he turned around and saw a soldier wearing a Jiangsu Army uniform riding a horse with a radio on his back. If he had not come to Jiangsu, he would not have known that communication between troops was so simple here.

, with only such a radio station, the commander can grasp the situation of any unit.

"Get the tenth regiment immediately!"

On the reverse slope of an unknown hillside, Zhou Shaobai looked into the distance with a telescope. Ten minutes ago, he received a report from the search platoon. A Japanese army of about a thousand people was collecting food everywhere. In the process of collecting food,

A large number of villagers were killed.

"We can't let them go no matter what!"

Zhou Shaobai whispered in his heart.

"Sir, the brigade commander's phone number!"
To be continued...