The drizzle is still falling.

The Japanese army outside the city basically stopped and hid in the trenches, and seemed to stop launching an attack without absolute certainty.

The defenders in the city were also happy. It was natural for them to delay time. They could use this time to continue to strengthen the fortifications or allow soldiers to repair them.

The power of the Japanese 105 howitzer and 127 naval gun has been witnessed by many people. Except for the air raid shelters built in Songjiang that can guarantee absolute defense, the rest of the new bullet-proof holes or fortifications built with sandbags and logs are weak in the face of its violent air waves.

But what's so bad is that not everyone can hide in the air raid shelter. There must be enough people to stay on the position even when shells fly.

Otherwise, when the artillery stopped, they ran over from the air-raid shelter hundreds of meters away, and the Japanese infantry that began to attack immediately should arrive.

Once the Japanese army arrives at the 50-meter charge position, the battle will be much more difficult.

If you want to survive in such artillery fire, you can only continue to strengthen the fortifications and not be stingy in physical strength.

However, since the Japanese army was about to arrive, most of the 6,000 young and strong people left, leaving, and only a small number of less than a thousand people chose to stay. That was because they had no place to go and even had a meal, so it was safer to follow the army.

Now they are basically sent to transport supplies, and the work of building fortifications can only fall on the soldiers themselves.

Taking advantage of the idle stage when the Japanese army stopped their attack, the regiments and positions in the city continued to be busy building stronger fortifications. However, after dinner, the guards of Cangcheng, who were directly under the Songjiang Command, held a ceremony to bury the sacrificial soldiers.

However, in addition to the bodies transported back during the night, more than 300 people were buried underground in the Kuangcheng, which the Japanese army had occupied. Only another 300 people could be buried in the city.

White smoke rose from the Japanese positions outside the city, which continued for more than ten miles in the autumn rain. They were burning the bodies of their own soldiers who died in battle to transport the ashes back to the country.

But what the Chinese people value is to be buried in peace, just in a corner of Songjiang City near the North City, in a vegetable garden.

Tang Dao personally led the remaining 200 people in the security camp and spent an hour digging a large pit that was several meters deep and nearly 30 meters in diameter, which was larger than a basketball court.

The 200 people were already exploring the positions of Cangcheng, just like a clay man. Now that they dug the pit, they were covered in mud on their heads and faces. In addition, the military uniforms were full of holes in the scorching flames, which made them feel a little embarrassed.

But no one complained that compared with their dead comrades, they were all lucky.

The 300 remains wrapped in white cloth were sent back last night and were placed in the open space outside the pit. There was no coffin to shelter them from the wind and rain. The white cloth was the best gift for Songjiang defenders to give them dead comrades.

The commander of the 644th Regiment, Wang Xirui and Lao Wang, two army colonels, attended the burial ceremony of the security camp. The soldiers who died here turned out to be their subordinates, and both of them must attend the event, both of them must be at the same time.

Apart from them, Tang Dao did not invite higher-level officials, because now, the Japanese are temporarily on the verge of war, but after all, if there are too many people gathered, if they are bombarded by Japanese troops, they will send all the farewell people away!

However, when the big pit was dug, the two army colonels personally accompanied Tang Dao and others to arrange 300 remains neatly at the bottom of the pit, and then stood waiting for the people to bury the large tomb together to seal the soil, a loud roar suddenly came from outside the vegetable garden: "Salute!"

Then, two hundred soldiers covered in mud and water saw that the two highest commanders of Songjiang City walked forward and backward to the two army colonels in the front row, straightened their backs and stood firmly in the drizzle.

"Finding the earth!" Liu Zhenshan, who was temporarily serving as a ritual officer, roared.

The soldiers around the pit covered the soil and left the remains.

Originally, he had accepted the separation and felt that he could be a long row of Qian Dazhu thought he would not cry as easily anymore, but when he saw his once extremely familiar face gradually disappearing into the soil, especially when the top soldier Taozi standing beside him began to sob in a low voice, his nose still felt sour.

After all, I can't help it!

Two lines of hot tears flowed freely on their cheeks, and those who once squeezed into a large bed with him would never see each other again.

Once you part at this time, it will be forever.

The gentle rain floated on the faces of every soldier standing straight, but it seemed to become thicker in an instant, and it actually washed away traces on the mud-covered cheeks.

However, except for the few recruits who couldn't help but sob, the scene was filled with the sound of shovels sprinkling the soil.

The rain washed away everyone's face and covered the sadness of the veterans.

Like the commanders standing in front of them, they stood until the pit was completely filled with dirt.

However, it was not like the Chinese habit to pile up into a bunch of land. That was to prevent the city from being destroyed, and the Japanese army found the location of the joint burial army tomb.

Tang Dao thought about this very carefully.

Then, Tang Dao, who was standing behind the general and the colonel, roared: "Take off your hat!"

All soldiers, from generals to soldiers, took off their helmets.

"salute!"

Everyone, raise their right hand and pay tribute!

Until one minute later, Tang Dao roared: "The ceremony is over!"

Everyone waited, put down their right hand.

"Please give me a lecture!" Tang Dao strode forward and stood attentively to the two generals who turned around.

Although General Wu's sharp eyes were lined up in front of him, his body was ragged, and his face was washed away by rain and tears, and his body slid across him.

Colonel Wang Xirui, who was on the side, quickly explained to the soldiers: "The Japanese threw sulfur bombs, and many of the brothers' clothes were burned. They just participated in the excavation, so the army was not in a state of consistency and the army was weak. Please forgive me, the chief."

General Wu waved his hand, strode forward, walked into the soldiers' queue, and his eyes stayed solemnly on the ragged military uniforms that the soldiers were burned into holes.

The highest general of Songjiang City's eyes flashed in tears, and he slowly walked past every soldier.

"Salute!" Lao Wang, who was deeply shocked, roared sharply.

All the soldiers faced their general and raised their right hands in unison.

General Wu returned the greeting until he walked out of the soldiers' queue.

"Your regiment commander just said that your military uniforms are tattered and your military is not in order, which leads to the military's power." General Wu looked at the group of soldiers under his command, dressed in tattered and extremely dirty, with muddy and faced with muddy and rain. "But I want to say, no, this is the most neat military uniform and the greatest military power I have ever seen."

The soldiers stood in the rain with breath holding their breath, their chests involuntarily raised their high.

He pointed to the tomb of more than 300 officers and soldiers who had just sealed the soil, and his voice was loud: "They, together with you, created a miracle in the Battle of Shanghai, and with less than a thousand soldiers, they resisted more than one infantry regiment of the Japanese army with dozens of artillery bombardment for more than ten hours, and killed more than two thousand Japanese troops.

You not only defended the position, but also severely damaged the Japanese invaders, so that the Japanese invaders have not dared to launch another attack now.

With such an army, who dares to say that your army is not powerful?

Your front-line defenders in Cangcheng, to be precise, are my Songjiang Guard Battalion, the sharpest sword among my tens of thousands of troops. When you choose to step into that battlefield, you are already there."

"My Deputy Commander Guo and I came here not by your Battalion Commander Tang, but by our voluntary visit." General Wu continued. "First, I want to send these young people, they are all good; second, I want to see you, see the appearance of your sharpest swords, and even more so if you will lie on the credit book and leverage your parents' capital.

Now it seems that you are very good.

But I still hope you will tell me in person that if there is still a tough battle in Songjiang, if my military order is given, do you dare to fight the Japanese again?"

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

.........

As Tang Dao Zhen's arms shouted, 200 officers and soldiers waved their arms together and shouted with their commanders.

The roar was deafening and soared into the sky.

That is not only the highest commander who answers oneself, but also the best farewell to the robes that have just been buried in the soil.

The morale of the security camp reached its peak at this moment.
Chapter completed!