Lost and Spy

Chapter 295
Meng Shaoyuan's begging to God appeared!

In the attack just now, a bullet pierced Matsumoto Hirokuni's chest.

The old guy is gone.

He gasped heavily, staring at Hironaka Yamada with absent-minded eyes:

"Yamada-kun, here, please!"

"Don't worry, Matsumoto-kun, I will die here with honor!" Yamada Hironaka said loudly.

Matsumoto Hirokuni set his sights on "Rukawa Kaede": "Rukawa-kun, don't forget what I asked you to do."

"Yes, Your Excellency, I will." Meng Shaoyuan wiped his eyes.

If the national army soldier who killed this old thing by himself is someone, he must be given a large sum of money.

This marksmanship is too accurate.

"Lake Biwa, the blue moonlight shines on the lake..."

Matsumoto Hirokuni sang Kyoto folk tunes in a low voice, and finally, his voice stopped.

he died……

……

Lu Qinghong put away 1924: "Withdraw!"

Just now, he shot and killed a member of the Japanese expatriate volunteer team.

Damn, at such an old age, you still come to fight?
Since the start of the war, he has cooperated with Tan Xinyi and killed four Japanese in total.

Unfortunately, the charge just now was shot down again.

After the battle, each team will act alone.

Lu Qinghong and Tan Xinyi, who were born in the military themselves, seemed to be fired on condition. Wherever they saw the soldiers of the national army, they would join in the fun wherever they saw them.

"I seem to have seen Director Meng just now." Tan Xinyi said suspiciously.

"Master Belle, you can't be an observer with your eyes?" Lu Qinghong said sarcastically, "That is the Japanese position. Can Director Meng be there? Don't say you will see your emperor in a while."

"Damn it, Lu Qinghong, if you want to be in the Qing Dynasty, I will definitely demote you to a pariah!"

……

All the Japanese in the position knew that the position would be lost after the next Chinese attack.

They have been here for a day and a night.

When the heavy equipment team was fired by the Chinese army at the start of the battle, and there were no reinforcements, and the enemy had an absolute superiority, it was already a good result to be able to hold on until now.

Yamada Hironaka still felt a little pity.

If you can give yourself more troops, give yourself more ammunition...

such a pity.

"Everyone." Yamada Hironaka put down the binoculars and gathered all the remaining people on the main position: "The Chinese people are gathering again, and this will be our last battle here!"

"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, all of us have already made up our minds!"

"very good!"

Hiroshi Yamada took off his hat, took out a white cloth strip with a big red dot in the middle, and tied it to his head.

This is called a "bowl roll".

This is a symbol used by the Japanese to embody struggle and victory.

When a samurai commits suicide by caesarean section, he must also bring the "bowl roll".

Those Japanese, everyone actually wears a "bachi roll".

They took it out, and tied it to their heads just like Hironaka Yamada.

"Rukawa-kun, this is left by His Excellency Matsumoto."

Hironaka Yamada handed a "bowl roll" to Meng Shaoyuan: "Put it on, please try to inherit the legacy of His Excellency Matsumoto, even if you are really afraid, please try your best to show your bravery."

I rely on!

What kind of bird thing is this?
Meng Shaoyuan put on the "bowl roll" reluctantly.

This is really silly.

"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, the Chinese are ready to attack!"

"Ready to fight!"

8月14日中午，国军87师261旅521团，再度向沪江大学日军阵地发起攻击。

This time, the gunfire of resistance on the Japanese position has weakened a lot...

……

Hiroshi Yamada drew his sword with a blue ribbon.

Those Chinese soldiers are swarming towards here layer upon layer.

ended.

The battle is coming to an end here.

Farewell, Marines!
Farewell, Empire!

Farewell, Your Majesty the Emperor!

All the remaining Japanese gathered around him.

Hiroshi Yamada pointed forward with his command knife:
"Jade pieces!"

"Jade pieces!"

Every Japanese is yelling crazily...

……

At 8:14 noon on August 12th, soldiers of the national army broke into the Japanese positions at Hujiang University.

The Japanese began the final madness.

The expatriate volunteer team was almost wiped out, and the remaining Japanese soldiers still showed their superb fighting skills at the last moment.

The soldiers of the national army are seriously insufficient in this respect.

Of course, these Chinese soldiers are obviously not prepared to compete with their opponents on the battlefield to see who is the champion of the stabbing.

Being able to use weapons to annihilate the enemy, they will never be so stupid as to fight the opponent with a bayonet.

Therefore, the firing of submachine guns sounded from time to time on the position.

Hiroshi Yamada fought to the end.

He hacked a Chinese soldier to death with a command knife, and then his thigh was pierced by a bullet.

When he was about to struggle to stand up and fight, all the bullets hit his body.

This is the most senior officer killed by the Japanese army so far after the outbreak of the Battle of Songhu.

In the Battle of Hujiang University, including the overseas volunteers, 275 Japanese soldiers were killed.

The Chinese suffered about 330 casualties.

In the early days of the war, with the absolute superiority of artillery fire, air support, and the most elite German armorers of the national army, attacking the makeshift armed forces composed of Japanese marines and expatriates, the battle still turned into a bitter one. , which was not anticipated by anyone including the High Command.

The difficulty and cruelty of war have far exceeded imagination...

……

The gunfire finally stopped.

In the pile of corpses, a "corpse" moved.

Meng Shaoyuan quietly raised his head.

Finished?
It's over!
Victory, victory!
Those who cheered were all loyal and brave soldiers of the national army!
Meng Shaoyuan was overjoyed and stood up desperately.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, raised it high, and shouted loudly:

"Victory Wan... ah!"

Before the word "year" could be uttered, a gun butt had already hit his head...

……

A piece of news spread like a whirlwind throughout the battlefield of Hujiang University.

Caught a Japanese, and quite young.

This guy, with a piece of white cloth tied to his head, was discovered by the soldiers, and he wanted to shout "Long live victory" in Chinese and wanted "broken jade".

Pooh!
The national hatred and family hatred of the soldiers were all aroused. I heard that the Japanese prisoner suffered a lot.

The military reporter of "Central Daily" heard that a Japanese prisoner had been captured, and immediately keenly grasped this excellent opportunity to tell about the brutality of the Japanese from the mouth of this prisoner.

The reporter immediately found the prisoner with an interpreter.

"Excuse me, what's your name, why do you want to participate in this unjust war?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Oh, it turned out that the mouth was gagged.

The "bowl roll" plugged the captive's mouth.

The "bachi roll" was taken out.

Meng Shaoyuan was about to shed tears.

Where the hell is this reasoning?

After being knocked unconscious, when he woke up, he found himself tied up and his mouth was gagged.

Every Chinese soldier who passed by his side would kick himself.

"I'm not Japanese!" Meng Shaoyuan, who was finally able to speak, wailed.

"Please don't insult my intelligence." The reporter asked the translator to tell the "captive": "You are on the Japanese line, wearing a Japanese... turban..."

What are you talking about?The captive was speaking Chinese, but the reporter insisted on asking the translator to translate his Chinese into Japanese.

Not to mention, if you want to say, Master Meng's reaction was quick, and he immediately switched to Japanese: "Yes, my name is Matsumoto Hirokuni, I am a shameful invader, and I committed a heinous crime against Shanghai and the Chinese people... ..."

Hey, why is this conversion so fast?
Meng Shaoyuan was eloquent, talking a lot about atonement and repentance.

With a gasp, he switched to Chinese again: "Is that enough?"

"Enough, enough."

The reporter answered casually in Chinese with a wide smile.

"Then why don't you let me go!" Meng Shaoyuan exploded: "Your editor-in-chief of 'Central Daily' Shanghai is called Xia Muyuan. Damn it, I even drank tea with him!"

what?
The translator still looked suspiciously: "Is it true?"

"Come on!" Meng Shaoyuan howled dryly: "It's useful to talk, I'm really Chinese!"

……

"Sorry sorry."

Lianchang Hou said "sorry" repeatedly: "I figured it out, I figured it out, you are really one of us, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry!"

Meng Shaoyuan was furious: "Am I so Japanese?"

"You have a diaper tied on your head. My subordinates really misunderstood." The expression on Hou Lianchang's face didn't know whether he was really sorry or forced a smile:
"I brought you the culprit."

A soldier who was probably only in his twenties stood there timidly.

This is the person who knocked him out?
When Meng Shaoyuan thought of this, he felt pain in the back of his head, and he couldn't help touching his head: "What's your name?"

"Report sir, Zhu Xiaogui!"

"You..." Meng Shaoyuan's curse words were on the verge of his lips, but he swallowed them again: "Good fight!"

Isn't it good?

When they saw the pile of corpses, a "Japanese" suddenly crawled out. Instead of stabbing you with a bayonet, they gave you a gun butt, and you had to burn incense when you went home.

"Thank you, sir!" Zhu Xiaogui hurriedly stood at attention.

Meng Shaoyuan really couldn't laugh or cry, he was beaten, and he had to praise the person who beat him. How could this be reasonable: "Use this energy in the next battle, and if you see the Japanese, use the butt of the gun for me Smash it, stab it with a bayonet!"

"Yes, sir!"

Meng Shaoyuan touched his pocket, took out a few bills, and stuffed them into Zhu Xiaogui's hand: "This is a reward for you."

what?
Zhu Xiaogui was also dumbfounded.

Hitting an officer by myself, not only was there no penalty, but a bonus?
If I had known earlier, how many more gun butts should I hit this officer?
Meng Shaoyuan ignored him, and said to Company Commander Hou, "Commander Hou, Hujiang University has suffered heavy losses, and many students have died. Please help."

"Don't worry, leave it to us."

Meng Shaoyuan turned around and glanced at Hujiang University behind him.

There, there is the blood of the students, as well as the blood of the military command agents.And this is just the beginning, and more blood will stain this land red in the future.

(End of this chapter)