name is...

"Song of Eight Hundred Heroes":

Yanhuang will not perish, Yanhuang will not perish, look at that national hero, Captain Xie!

Yanhuang will not perish, Yanhuang will not perish, look at those [-] strong men defending the Eastern battlefield alone!

There is artillery fire everywhere!

Do not surrender!

Our national flag flutters in the encirclement, flutters...

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Chapter 23

Life and death are undoubtedly the most stimulating creative passions.

This musician, who had returned from studying abroad, saw the devil's brutal killing.

Seeing all kinds of horrific killings of my compatriots.

There has always been a simmering anger in my heart.

But as a musician with no hands, he can't do much.

It has been three months since the Battle of Songhu.

three full months.

It wasn't just the army that was killed or injured.

And ordinary common people.

Along the way, this musician saw the atrocities committed by the devils.

What once made him gnash his teeth, the most impressive thing was having a child.

It seems to be only 8-9 years old.

He was thrown up by the devil with a bayonet and assassinated.

It's like a toy.

To see a victim whose age was like one's own child.

The anger in the musician's heart reached an extreme.

He can't wait to rush to the devil!

Pull off the grenade and explode directly.

But he couldn't do it.

Now come to the Shanghai Concession!

From a distance of more than 30 meters across a river, I watched the bloody battle of my fellow soldiers on the other side.

The musician felt the grievance in his heart and was able to express it.

All kinds of creative inspiration poured in one after another.

Here he saw bloody battles and compatriots who are still fighting!

Here he saw the heroic killing of the soldiers by his disciples.

Here he saw dead bodies, complaining about the injustice in this world.

Finally this piece of music was created.

This musician seemed to have pulled out all the strength from his whole body, and sat softly on the chair.

Like a neurosis.

"Hahaha, the country's unfortunate poet, sometimes I would rather not have this inspiration!"

This musician laughed extremely vicissitudes.

In fact, compared to war, these killing sounds!

He would rather make an ordinary to the extreme mesmerizing voice in the peaceful and prosperous age.

May the future...

The descendants of the people living in the prosperous age will be able to remember the light of this moment.

After the musician hurried downstairs to grab a bite to eat, he was in contact.

Try to make and sing the tune tonight.

It's good to do your part.

Let this generosity dirge.

Burn a raging fire.

Burning with vengeance.

Burn patriotic feelings.

Yanhuang...

will not die!

……

Eagle Concession!

In front of the stained glass.

John remembered the fight he had seen during the day.

Although he is very proud.

Also very confident.

I also had to say a big word of service to the guard soldiers in the warehouse.

"This country, this nation still seems to have a backbone! There are warriors who dare to fight!"

John slightly replaced his position with the general of the defenders of the Four Lines Warehouse.

I feel my scalp tingling.

Think about it.

This is a mission to die.

Basically can't live.

Chiang Kai-shek, who commanded indiscriminately, eventually led to the defeat of the war...

The superior ran away quickly after receiving the order!

The army abandoned by the superior...

A small warehouse that is about to be surrounded by devils.

"Because there are huge gas storage tanks in the warehouse, the devils dare not use heavy weapons and shells!

You can only fight alone!It can barely be regarded as leveling the balance of the war!This is a duel between real men!

It's a fight between gentlemen! "

John still has a lot of respect for the real brave warriors.

After thinking about it, I picked up the wine glass, took the phone with the other hand, and dialed it casually...

……

Inside the warehouse.

Xie Jinyuan stood on a high place with tired steps.

Spread over 4 weeks with a loud voice.

"Brothers, we won today! It was a beautiful win! All our countrymen saw our fight!"

After Xie Jinyuan finished speaking, the soldiers standing and listening burst into loud cheers instantly.

Some people wailed loudly.

Some people laughed foolishly.

Some people forget the wounds on their bodies because they want to jump happily, and grin their teeth in pain.

Xie Jinyuan watched the soldiers cheer for a full 10 minutes before slowly waving his hands to suppress them.

"But this is only the first war, and this is just the beginning, the devil is obviously tentative!"

"So what we are going to experience next is a more brutal and bloody battle!"

"I don't know if I can live with my brothers, but..."

Having said this, Xie Jinyuan thumped his chest fiercely with his fist.

"I, Xie Jinyuan, swear, if there is a battle, I will take the lead and rush to the front! If I die, I will die first!"

When the surrounding soldiers heard such words, their eyes were a little moist.

Following such a general is worth it.

Next.

After Xie Jinyuan let everyone eat a meal.

Followed by.

Fortify separately according to the order, and use the materials and sandbags stored in the warehouse to block all the doors and windows on the ground floor!

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