The defender fought against the Japanese!

Xia Tian cursed: "This group of short-lived ghosts must be exhausted to death by Mr. Xia!" He cursed, but turned into a sharp arrow and rushed forward along the way he had just returned. His figure was incompatible with the team that became rioted due to the gunfire, which was extremely eye-catching.

Xia Tian turned around in the retrograde and saw the scene he didn't want to see the most: the crowds piled up by the river were rushing wildly, rushing towards the few bamboo rafts. The identities of soldiers and civilians disappeared at that moment, leaving only a group of survivors who feared the enemy like tigers - the only organized army he was proud of just now. At this time, there was also riots. Countless soldiers rushed out, rushed to the only escape point, and fought for the pitiful rafts.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Xia Tian cursed, but he rushed to the top of the mountain even more resolutely. His poor military knowledge told him that if the defender was defeated by the Japanese, the Japanese who rushed down from the top of the mountain would be the most tragic nightmare on the Nujiang side. The Japanese army would create a myth, and they would become a shame that countless people despise.

The gunshots on the top of the mountain became thinner at a desperate speed, and Xia Tian accelerated the speed like crazy. At the same time, he also encountered several desperate guards who retreated or were precisely escaped.

"Are you running away from you? I'm here! The regiment commander organized people to support me in the back. What are you doing? You are actually running back!" Xia Tian roared and questioned, and someone replied: "The Turtle Son said you ran away!"

"Run away from you! Come with me!" Xia Tian cursed angrily, crossed the deserters, and met several guys who became deserters. He was like a torrent of turbulence, and carried these guys who turned around and fled back. The moment the Japanese rushed into the position, he rushed into the defender's position.

Thomson began to roar, and the first to rush into the position, thinking that he had seen the hope of victory fell straight into the pool of blood. The last few defenders who gave up the position turned around in ecstasy and began to pour bullets at the devils - they thought they had been given up, but the appearance of the confidant Xia Tian made them understand that they realized that the commander who gave them hope was not given up on them!

They arrived at the biting shame, and then the shame turned into a decisive fighting spirit. They met the Japanese who rushed into the position one after another, and launched a counterattack against them with unthinkable courage.

The Japanese vanguard fell on the edge of the position, with only more than a dozen guards left to the forefront of the position, facing the Japanese who were fighting desperately on the slope - gunfire sounded fiercely, and the fallen Japanese began to roll back, becoming a rolling stone sirloin that hindered their charge. After a fierce battle, the Japanese desperately gave up the battle for this position, and only one team left was left and retreated in a mess.

"It's profitable, we...we have we repelled the Japanese?" Kang Ya looked at the Japanese in disbelief and said to Xia Tian in shock.

"I've repelled, just a bunch of clowns, what's so great about it?" Xia Tian pretended to be disdainful, and Kang Ya then laughed wildly, Xia Tian despised: "You guys who have never seen the world."

"Different, different, we have only a few people, we have defeated them, we have only a few people, we have defeated them!"

"Tsk, who ran away with his tail just now?" Xia Tian deliberately stimulated, Kang Yasuno said: "I...I am the last one to run..."

"If you take the lead in running, I will take back your nickname and kick you into the river to feed the turtle!" Xia Tian said with a humming voice, pointing to the others and said, "Did you see it? The Japanese are just made of mud, have you seen it? If you scattered just now, the Japanese will be so fierce!"

Everyone in the position turned pale, and they were ashamed of their previous escape.

"But now, grandpas are hard-working! The Japanese devils want to chew us, so let's get on the plane and cannon together!" Xia Tian did not continue to mock these shameless comrades, but shouted proudly: "I'm here, and the Japanese emperor has to watch grandpa pee when he comes!"

"Hahaha……"

A group of people burst into laughter and thrived in the sky, but Xia Tian didn't dare to look back when she laughed - he was afraid that Long Wen would lose control of the troops, and he was afraid that these defeated soldiers who gathered under Long Wen's command because of going home completely abandoned the etiquette, righteousness and shame that had been passed down for thousands of years under the hope of the riverside.

He was even more afraid that those brothers who were tied to him who had been humble to survive and seek food, would forget about themselves and Kang Ya here.

He is afraid.

Not only was he afraid, but the heroic victors did not look back at this time. They laughed and sorted out the battlefield, prepared their ammunition and weapons, but never dared to look back.

So, the strange silence immediately enveloped the position.

Suddenly, a sound that sounded disgust was heard in my ears but sounded like a natural sound came from behind:

"Oh, I'm so kind, I thought you all died!"

Xia Tian finally turned around and Yaoma, the face that deserved to be beaten and a bunch of faces that deserved to be beaten appeared behind them. Long Weng walked out of the crowd and shouted in a hoarse voice: "What are you doing when you are standing? Build a position! Do you want to stand here and fight with the Japanese?"

One thousand people!

A thousand people flocked to the top of the mountain and then became busy engineers, and their positions were constantly improved in the busyness.

He fell asleep exhausted in front of Xia Tian, ​​and said in a sandy voice: "I, they all think you won't lead troops."

"The dog's eyes look down on people." Xia Tian murmured in a low voice.

Death, Ignore this sentence obviously a beating mutter and continued: "But we are all wrong. You are the real master! You can fight more than anyone else! You are the real father of these bastards!"

"If I have so many prodigal sons, I will be angry to death." Xia Tian said reservedly, but a handful of soil was splashing. When he turned around, he found that the culprit was the unfilial son Meng Fan.

"Prodigal son, you bully your father!"

"Your uncle! I'll kill you!" I was furious and rushed up and fought with Xia Tian for a long time. After a few fusss, he collapsed beside Xia Tian and said, "When I rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, I almost died. If you were not here, we silly bastards would attack the Japanese on the top of the mountain and fill in their lives to get the place back or not."

"I can't get it back, we, they," Meng Fan Laoyao pointed to the crowd who was still crowding desperately by the river, and said, "It's time for the Japanese to slowly practice shooting skills."

I died silently, and then I whispered: "Thank you."

Xia Tian smiled and said, "What do you thank for on a rope? Think about what to do."

"What do you think of?" Long Weng asked back.

"Shou, guard until they all cross the river, guard until we retreat in waves." Xia Tian replied naturally.

"Why should I cover them?" asked annoyed. The ones he said must be the defeated soldiers who did not know their shame, and must be the sluts who fought with the people!

"We have a staffing, we are full staffing, we escaped from Myanmar, we used to be their hope..." Xia Tian said for granted. Long Weng agreed with Xia Tian's words and said what Xia Tian didn't say:

"What are we not guarding? Are we fighting with them? Do we let the Japanese sweep into the river one by one with machine guns behind us?"

Meng Fu Le didn't say anything, but he was extremely heavy - the Japanese troops were behind, and when did they have to defend?

Long Wenhua saw Meng Fanli's depression and worry. He whispered and despicable: "Don't be stupid. You are going to take people down, chop bamboo to make rafts, and organize them to cross the river. Crossing the river in an orderly manner is much faster than their messy way. If the raft is left, we can run away!"

Annoy immediately resurrected with full blood, nodded fiercely, and shouted some people to go down to serve as guardians of order among the chaos.

Looking at the figure who was annoyed and left, Long Weng hummed and said, "When this kid hears that he can live, he will have the energy to do anything!"

"He was afraid of being abandoned. He has never seen victory since Xuzhou joined the army, but has experienced more than twenty escapes. He is afraid!" Xia Tian sighed. As a bad guy who was rescued from the battlefield by Meng Fan, he never looked down on Meng Fan, because if it were him, he might be worse than Meng Fan!

"You are different, you are different from them!" Long Weng looked at Xia Tian with a strange look.

“Why are the difference?”

Long Weng lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "You are not like the people here, are you... from there?"

"Damn it, I am a Han nationality with a strong root and a Chinese who is strong, don't talk nonsense!"

"I mean there, there red." Long Weng said sneakily.

Xia Tian thought about it and said slowly: "Don't say it, I really know there. Tsk, the boat here is too broken and it will definitely be rotten. Let me tell you, I'm optimistic about it. Sooner or later, I have to go there. There are a lot of good people at the bottom here, and there are a lot of bad people upwards, and there is no future. I really have to go there in the future."

Long Wenhua knew that this guy was not from there.

"Okay, when the Japanese finish fighting, you can go there."

"You must go. You all follow me then. Let me tell you, there will definitely be the final winner. As the saying goes, the people will be unstoppable. Forget it, now that this is still there, I don't even have a way out." Xia Tian was depressed - he had to sit on his butt. How nice it sounds to be the People's Liberation Army in the future?

You can't say to your grandson when you get old, "Your grandpa, when I was the National Army..."

What if my grandson says, "Grandpa, you are the Guoming Party, and Grandpa, you are the Guoming Party." So much shameless.

Xia Tian fell into YY, and Long Weng shook his head, thinking that this kid was really jumping.

Xia Tian is very fantasized. Now he is thinking about his majesty posture of being worshipped by others when he is old. He is fantasizing about how to hype up his great achievements with others. A disgusting voice sounded:

"Anti-cannon! Lying down!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The roar of the shells continued to sound on the position with the explosion. Judging from the number of shells that exploded at the same time, this time... it seems that the situation is not very good.

When Xia Tian was muttering, the sound of artillery stopped. According to what Meng Fanle often said: the Japanese always rushed after artillery bombarded the infantry, and the infantry rushed after artillery red dots. The infantry came.

Sure enough, on the hillside, there were dense Japanese soldiers attacking the top of the mountain.

"Grandpas, it's time to kill the Japanese! Kill one without losing money, kill two and earn one, kill three and earn two! Kill four and I'm your grandson!" Long Weng screamed strangely, and Xia Tian yelled:

"To be grandpa, work harder!"

The unique agitation method made the position burst out with unimaginable enthusiasm. They were like a wall of iron and copper, blocking the position that was supposed to be guarding the troops behind them.

The South Gate of Heaven, with its back against the Nujiang River, is protruding above the defense line. This is a natural danger. The defenders should have used the natural danger to guard their throats, making it a nail that the Japanese kept bleeding. But the defenders ran away and ran to the west bank of the Nujiang River. Poor, they thought it would be safer to blow up the bridge and hold the river to guard them.

But I completely forgot what the expeditionary army wanted to leave Myanmar!

Here, now it is lost. What kind of casualties will it take to regain it in the future?

But the defenders forgot or were scared and did not consider these things. Now, a unit without organization and no title is guarding here, guarding here for them...
Chapter completed!