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Chapter 1175 Zhuanzhu wants to leave!

"Next one, hurry up, the steel plate is about to close! Jump!"

A soldier rushed out of the line suddenly, shouting "Hubei Tongcheng, Li Mancang!"

Then he jumped down and served the country with only this flesh and blood!

"The child is unfilial!" Another soldier shouted and jumped down.

"Hu Nan Liuyang, Wang Jindou!"

"My name is Zhao Mengliang!"

"My name is Liu Beiwu!"

"Hubei Tongcheng, Sun Shoucai!"

"Mom, I'm leaving!"

Lively beings jumped up and down the stairs, and unpretentious names were shouted out of their mouths.

A name, a bang!
The soldiers shouted their names and gave up their lives for righteousness, exploding the heroic flower of life with their flesh and blood.

At this moment, no one is not moved by it, as long as you are a Chinese, you can't not be moved by it.

In the theater, tears filled the air.

On the other side of the river, someone took a photo with a camera, and someone blocked the camera: "Don't look at me!"

Mr. He looked at the tragic and solemn scene and said: "Everyone in the country is like this, how dare the Japanese pirates?"

"It's been three hours, and the Japanese haven't taken down the Four Lines Warehouse!" The newspaper boy shouted loudly, but this time, no one responded to him.

Because everyone knows that the soldiers in the Sixing Warehouse defended it with their lives.

After the battle started, the Sixing Warehouse became an isolated island, and they needed information exchange with the outside world.So, the patriots in the concession area sent someone to quietly deliver the telephone line under a foreign flag, but failed.

The Japanese snipers called one by one, and they fell one by one.

This is undoubtedly an act of death, but someone must do it. Knife witnessed those people sacrifice their lives for righteousness. He leaned against the wall and smoked, and the old man on the stage behind him murmured: These children, Both of them were born by parents, Zhuan Zhu must be separated!
A tycoon from Shanghai sat on the side of the new garbage bridge connected to the Sixing Warehouse, took out the ocean to recruit the dead, signed the certificate of life and death, and took the ocean to send the wires.

This behavior is like sending to death, and several of them have fallen down in a row.

"Give the money to my mother!" A young man wearing a hat declared his name, and finally slapped the money on the table.He resolutely walked towards the garbage bridge that represented death.

It's just a pity that one by one, they only advanced a few meters before they died under the guns of Japanese snipers.

Knife watched this scene, took off his coat, and came to the bottom of the casino. He clasped his fists to bid farewell to the upstairs boss, sister Rong, and then a tram drove by. Knife had already boarded the car, and left with the car.After passing a small stall, he threw the suit in his hand to the stall owner, and he didn't plan to come back.

Arriving at the intersection in front of the New Garbage Bridge, in front of the table set by Boss Shang Beach, he took out the knife and swiped at his finger, and pressed his own bloody handprint on the "life and death form".

Then he knelt down on one knee and stuck the knife in the ground, "Bashu Chamber of Commerce Shanghai Jiangtang, the junior knife petition. The disciple has been running fast since he was a child, and he is willing to give it a try.".

The dead warriors in ancient times sacrificed their lives for money or love or for the morality in their hearts. Death was their greatest glory.At the moment of death, he will have no fear, only the light of life towards death.

Knife is not a hero, he was originally just a spectator in a casino by the Suzhou River in Shangtan, and in the non-war era, he was just an ordinary young and Dangerous boy in Shanghai.Even if the war starts, with their ability to survive, Daozi can still choose to live a life of eating and drinking.

But the knife chose to be a dead soldier.

Looking at the gang brothers who fell on the bridge one by one, the knife was still moving forward without hesitation, and when he pressed the bloody handprint on the life and death certificate, he was a dead soldier who was living to death.

Morally speaking, he is not a hero!
In peaceful times, no one thinks a young and Dangerous boy is a hero, and no one believes that in wartime, a young and Dangerous boy can become a hero.

But in fact, many revolutionary seniors back then were from gangs, and heroes and gangsters were often in the same mind.

Similarly, heroes and cowards are also in one thought.

It's just that at this moment, at least he's not a coward!
After taking a shot with his hat, he ran forward and picked up the telecoil, only to get shot right away.

The soldiers of the Sixing Warehouse on the other side couldn't help it anymore. They yelled to keep the knives from coming over, while covering with fire.

Finally, he stood up, but it was his last time to stand up. The bullet hit him precisely, and he was shot in the head. At the moment of the headshot, he threw the telephone wire coil over the bridge.

Declaration reporters and foreign female teachers came here.

"The outside world has seen your heroic actions, but they don't know the difficult situation here. There is an urgent need for morphine and other medicines. You have resisted for three days. Every soldier has reached the limit. In fact, this resistance will eventually fail. Yes, the lives of these soldiers are precious, what is the point of continuing?"

"Meaning? This is our home!"

"Commander Xie, how many soldiers are there in the warehouse?"

"420 people!" Little Hubei replied.

Head Xie replied, "Eight hundred people!"

"Then, can I tell the reporters, are there eight hundred strong men here?"

Reporter Fang Xingwen wanted to take a photo of Yangguai, but he took it away.

"The outside world is worried about you, and now the compatriots all over the country are watching you!"

Yangguai didn't take it seriously: "I'm worried that I won't come to help? Just watch like this? Just lie down and watch like this?"

"You cowardly reporter, what else can you do besides taking pictures?"

Fang Xingwen was speechless.

Yangguai didn't know if he had figured it out. When Fang Xingwen was taking pictures of the Dragon Boat Festival, he walked over: "Can you take a picture of me?"

He actually knew that they couldn't come here.

Lao Tie was lying there sobbing, and Lao Abacus came over.

The old iron said: "Brother, our group of people, I know you are clever and can really go out at a glance. Send me a message. There is no one who does not know about the old iron in Badaoligou, Andong City. Tell my son, his father is not afraid of death, he is alive because of him, brother, what is your name?"

It's just that he was carried away before the old iron finished speaking.

Old Abacus muttered: "My name is Old Abacus!"

On the other side, after Fang Xingwen took a photo of Yangguai, Yangguai said, "Hey, can I send this photo of mine to my house?"

"Okay, give me an address!"

"You take it out first and show me what it looks like?"

It's just that Yangguai couldn't see how the photos looked in the end.

On the other side, the old abacus started to plan to escape, but when changing clothes, the copper coins fell out and was seen by Duan Wu.

Duan Wu found the old abacus and pointed a gun at him.

"If you dare to run, I will kill you with one shot!"

Old Abacus suddenly turned his head and saw that it was Duan Wu who started his performance.

"Brother, do you want to go together?
Brother, look at my hand. I can't even pull the trigger. I can't touch the gun. What are you doing here?If I don't leave, will the Japanese die?
I am just afraid, I am afraid that if I die, I will have nothing.

Brother, brother, do you have a home, do you have land at home, have you ever asked for a wife?They arranged a marriage for me in my hometown, and they told me that my wife is chubby, and I haven't seen it yet.

No matter how the battle is fought, someone must survive.

I can only calculate, not fight.

If the Japanese want someone to fight, someone should be here to protect them. I admire you, you are all heroes, but I don't want to.

Brother!
I beg you, I beg you, bro.

Give me a way out, I beg you. "

The old abacus knelt on the ground and kowtowed, kowtow!
(End of this chapter)