Check in from the bright sword

Naturally, Master Yu's cannon fodder on the river beach couldn't hear it.

At this time, most of the 1 officers and soldiers of the [-]st Regiment of the Yu Division were killed without the protection of steel plates. Even those who survived were seriously injured and unable to move, lying on the river beach waiting to die.

There are about [-] people left with steel plate protection.

Hai Zhengchong and the remaining 500 remnants were still waiting for Yu Xiaoqing to send an engineer battalion to pick them up.

It's a pity that they couldn't wait for the engineer battalion, but they waited for the semaphore order on Henglan Mountain: continue to attack!

"Regiment seat!" A communications soldier cried out when he saw the semaphore, "The division seat wants us to continue to attack and defend!"

Hai Zhengchong also saw it, and a look of sadness flashed across his eyes, but it was reasonable after thinking about it. There was no turning back when he opened his bow, so how could he be discouraged by a little setback.

Although for their 1 regiment, this is a disaster.

But for Master Yu as a whole, this was just a small setback.

That being the case, then take the corpses of two thousand brothers from our regiment and pave the way for the second echelon!

When Hai Zhengchong rushed out from under the steel plate, he shouted sharply: "Brothers, come with me! Go!"

Chapter 75 Second Echelon

Before he finished speaking, a blood flower bloomed violently from Haizheng Chong's left shoulder and neck.

The heavy machine gun bullets that fell from the sky spun at high speed and shot into Hai Zhengchong's left shoulder and neck. The huge kinetic energy carried by the bullet instantly formed a cavity in Hai Zhengchong's chest.

In an instant, the internal organs were smashed to pieces.

Without even saying a word, Hai Zhengchong fell straight down.

Although Hai Zhengchong fell, the officers and soldiers of the 1st regiment did not give up.

Stepping on the dead bodies of the sea, stepping on the bodies of comrades-in-arms, the remaining officers and soldiers rushed forward screaming.

Although a large number of bullets poured down like a torrential rain, many Yu division officers and soldiers rushed to the Japanese trenches.

But that's it, because there is still a circle of barbed wire in front of the Japanese trenches, with barbs, which cannot be crossed.

There was no time to wait for the engineers to come up and cut the barbed wire, and the vanguard who rushed to the front laid down on the barbed wire cruelly, preparing to lie on the barbed wire with his body and break the blood for his comrades.

"Second brother, let me go first!"

"You son of a bitch, I hate your ancestors!"

"Dabing, don't forget to pour me a glass of water and wine during the holidays!"

More than a dozen vanguards were crying and howling, lying on the barbed wire fence.

The next moment, the dozen or so vanguards twitched violently and straightened their bodies.

The dozen or so officers and soldiers who followed up just stepped on the back of the vanguard, then twitched and fell straight forward.

"Damn it, high voltage is on!"

"The little devil of Gou Ri has connected high-voltage electricity!"

"I can't make it through, I can't make it through, we can't make it through!"

The remaining hundreds of Yu division officers and soldiers were stunned.

The Japanese overshooting did not stop, and continued to fire violently.

The dense rain of bullets continued to accumulate, and finally the remaining Yu division officers and soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

A few minutes later, the rain of bullets finally stopped, but on the river beach on the west bank of the Nu River, there was no longer a standing Yu Division officer and soldier.

The blood dripping from the officers and soldiers of Division Yu almost stained the river beach red.

Even the water of the Nu River turned dark red, stained red by the blood of the soldiers of Yu Division.

The first echelon of the first batch to cross the river, the 1st Regiment of the Yu Division, and the three reinforced battalions with nearly [-] officers and soldiers, most of them were killed so far, and a few of them were also stranded on the river beach on the west bank. Inevitable!

……

On Gaoligong Mountain.

The eyes of Meng Anan, Yao Ma, Bu Lai and other cannon fodder were completely red.

What happened to the 1st Regiment of the Yu Division's main force reminded them of the unbearable past. At a certain point in the past, their troops were driven to the battlefield by the chief just like the 1st Regiment of the Yu Division's main force.

The most unlucky one was Meng Fanle, not only once, but was driven to the battlefield by the Shangguan more than once.

Bad tactics, stupid command, knowing that they will suffer defeat, knowing that there is no chance, but stubbornly sending troops one after another to the slaughterhouse to accept the ruthless massacre by the Japanese army!

In the Battle of Songhu, seventy elite divisions were massacred like this!

In the defense of Nanjing, more than a dozen elite divisions were slaughtered in this way!

Too many such unbearable memories were brought up in Meng Fanle's mind.

"Yu Xiaoqing, you bastard!" Meng was annoyed and couldn't control his emotions anymore, "Pig! Idiot! Idiot! You child with cerebral palsy! You will die! You will be punished..."

A series of vicious cursing words came out of Meng Fanle's mouth.

Cannon fodder such as non-spicy, spicy, and Milong are all silent.

The cannon fodder just looked at the river beach in silence, at those of the same kind who had fallen to the ground and turned into corpses, and at those Paoze who were still wailing for help after being seriously injured, their eyes showed the sorrow of rabbits dying and foxes, and things hurting others.

Once, they were such cannon fodder.

Once, they were so desperate.

Wang Yan said faintly: "We have the most heroic soldiers in China, and they know that stepping forward is death, but they still don't back down at all!"

"But why can't you win?"

"But why can't you win?"

"From the four eastern provinces to North China, from North China to Songhu, from Songhu to Nanjing, from Nanjing to Wuhan, to Changsha, and then to Myanmar and Yunnan, why can't we win?"

"Can anyone tell me why?"

"This is the problem! This is the problem!" The little bookworm took over the conversation and said excitedly, "The soldiers of the Communist Party are brave in fighting, indeed they are brave, but bravery cannot defeat the Japanese devils, and bravery cannot save China. Bravery can't solve the problem at all! The problem is not courage, we Chinese have no shortage of courage!"

For the first time, Meng Fan felt that what the little bookworm said was so reasonable.

At that moment, Meng Fan asked without hesitation: "Then what is the problem?"