Chapter 1047 Premiere of "The Last Northeastern Army" (End)(2/3)
Rong Zhen's body was covered with blood, his helmet was gone, his face was black and white, and he was very dirty.
He sat on the top of the slope, looked at Itagaki Seishiro and laughed.
"Ichigaki, is there any smoke?" Rong Zhen shouted.
"Yes!" When Itagaki heard this, he was overjoyed and asked a Japanese army to hand over the cigarette.
Rong Zhen picked up the cigarette, picked up a piece of burning firewood on the slope, lit the cigarette, and took a few breaths.
"Chief of Staff Rong, surrender. Shenyang City has no soldiers. You have failed in this war!" said Seishiro Itagaki.
Rong Zhen took a few more puffs of cigarettes, threw away the cigarette butts, unbuttoned the buttons of the collar, and took out a pistol from his pocket.
"Teacher Commander!" Matsushita rushed to Itagaki and protected Itagaki.
Rong Zhen glanced at Itagaki contemptuously and said, "Dog Da Floor, remember it for me! China has only a decapitated general, no surrendered general! Even if Shenyang is lost, there are 400 million people in China behind us! The Japanese devils, in the end, you will be the ones who failed! Grandpa is gone!"
Then, Rong Zhen stood up and faced the direction of Shenyang City. He shouted loudly: "Brothers from Northeast Army and Local Areas! Kill a few more Japanese for me!"
Bang!
After a crisp gunshot, Rong Zhen knocked the trigger and fell heavily!
Seishiro Itagaki was stunned! He was completely stunned!
"You don't know what you are raising, cut off his head and hang it on the city wall!" Matsushita said angrily.
"Haga!" Seishiro Itagaki scolded Panasonic and walked to Rong Zhen's body.
Rong Zhen, die with his eyes open!
"Although they are opponents, they are all heroes! Take good care of his body." Seishiro Itagaki looked at the direction of Shenyang Castle and sighed.
Rong Zhen's death was extremely heroic and the audience was stunned!
This chief of staff of the Northeast Army, who was previously called soft boys, finally completed his life path so heroically!
"Chief Staff Rong! Have a good walk!" A spectator shouted.
"Chief Staff Rong, go all the way!"
"Chief Staff Rong. Have a good journey!"
The audience's voices were overwhelming, with more than 100,000 people crying like rain!
"Give it to Yaxi!" The Japanese army rushed into the gate of Chenyang City!
"You little Japanese, come on, grandpa, Zhao Zhenfan, the Red Dragon Brigade!" The artillery regiment of the Red Dragon Brigade swarmed up!
The last army of the Red Dragon Brigade is fighting!
The camera turned around. At the rear of the position, 23 scholars from the Northeast Military Academy entered Chenyang City.
When he saw this team, Zhang Xueliang straightened up suddenly!
He is so familiar with this team! He was once one of them!
More than 23 young men with strong spirits rejected Wang Yizhe's order to retreat and rushed to the battlefield!
There was a lot of cheers among the audience!
"The young man from the country is fierce!" Jiang Zhongzheng patted the back of the chair's hand and gritted his teeth!
The academic soldiers and the artillery regiments mixed together are called the last line of defense!
The battle was fierce, but the movie shot was aimed at a person, only fifteen years old, learning from Yang Shitou.
This fifteen-year-old Haizi, with a bright smile, was fighting with the enemy with a bayonet, and his childish shouts of killing made countless people clench their fists!"
"Lao Tang, we used to boast about our great achievements in military achievements. When we saw this child, we were ashamed, ashamed!" From behind me, a senior military officer of the National Government came the sigh of emotion.
"Damn it, I also want to fight like the Northeast Army! A soldier who can participate in such a battle is worth his death!" Another general replied.
On the screen, Chang Jingwu and his soldiers began to blow up the military factories and other facilities in Chenyang City.
At the same time, news came that Japanese reinforcements entered the city from the northeast, and the situation became critical.
Boom boom boom boom!
Amid the artillery fire, A Feng, Yuan Mu and others shuttled among the wounded.
"Miss Afeng, sing a song for us!" said the wounded soldiers lying in the trench.
"Okay!" A Feng smiled and stood on the position.
Facing these soldiers, she sang songs, the hometown tunes of the Northeast.
Listening to the song, the wounded leaned comfortably on the trenches.
"I really miss home. I don't know what my mother is doing now?" a young soldier whispered.
"My wife is probably cooking now. She steams steamed steamed buns, and our village is top-notch!" A veteran sniffed for a long time.
"My baby is eight years old, and he looks like me! I still have photos!"
Amid A Feng's singing, the wounded soldiers received great comfort.
"Brother Yuan, I don't plan to be here anymore." A Feng looked at Yuan Mu.
"Are you going to retreat?" Yuan Mu looked at Afeng and said.
"I'm going to the front line, I'm going to sing the hometown tunes for those who are in the army." A Feng looked at Yuan Mu with a firm look.
Boom boom boom boom!
As the camera turned, the artillery fire of the Northeast Army Artillery Regiment covered the Japanese army, and the Japanese army was blown away by the remaining limbs!
"Good fight! Fight..."
boom!
The commander of the artillery regiment, Zhao Zhenfan, immediately died under the Japanese artillery fire!
Next, the camera was extremely tragic.
Huang Xiansheng, who ran out of the hospital, joined the position with hundreds of people, and those hundreds were ordinary people.
Above the position, it has become a hell on earth!
Chang Jingwu. The brigade commander of this 2nd Brigade, who was resisting the Japanese reinforcements in the east of the city, had less than ten orderly soldiers around him.
"Brig Commander, retreat! Retreat quickly!" his subordinates pulled him.
"Fuck me!" Chang Jingwu roared angrily.
"Captain of the regiment, there is a high official in front of him!" A Japanese army ran to a Japanese officer.
"Machine gunner! Shoot!" The Japanese machine guns fired!
"Little Japanese, **Your eight generations of ancestors..."
Twist!
A blood mist rose from Chang Jingwu's chest!
He had his eyes wide open and fell heavily to the ground.
"brigadier!"
"brigadier!"
The last few remaining men of the 2nd Brigade jumped out of the trenches and rushed towards the groups of Japanese troops opposite.
Twist! Gunshots sounded, everything came back to peace!
South Line Position! Huang Xiansheng fought with the enemy as he kept roaring in his mouth: "Get up! People in the land who don't want to be slaves! Get up!"
After assassinating several Japanese troops in succession, two Japanese bayonets stabbed him in the chest!
"Ah!!!" Facing the Japanese army, Huang Xiansheng opened his tiger's eyes wide and roared loudly. Blood splattered out of his mouth!
The Japanese were so scared that they retreated!
This man from the Public Security Corps finally stayed with his brothers!
Facing the Japanese army, he died with his eyes open and leaned against the bayonet, and he could not fall for a long time!
The Japanese army was so scared that they dared not lean over, so they had to take a detour.
The commander of the Red Dragon Brigade, Wang Yizhe, issued a "blood order", asking Wang Tiehan to lead the academic soldiers and others to move.
The scene where Wang Tiehan and others bid farewell to Wang Yizhe was touching.
"Mr. Corleon, I'm afraid I won't be able to see your movie. When your movie is being screened, leave some memories for your brothers in the movie!" Wang Yizhe saluted the camera, smiled, turned around and left!
Then, what appeared in the camera was a row of school soldiers led by Yang Shitou. They also saluted the military salute to the camera!
"Young and young men in the Northeast! You old and young men in China! We went to the battlefield! No one here is a coward! China is not dead!" Yang Shitou, fifteen years old, roared so that the veins on his neck burst out.
"China is immortal!"
"China is immortal!"
Dozens of students shouted loudly, then turned around and rushed towards the position!
To be continued...