On Mawu Mountain.

Wei Dayong said: "Captain, there are not many people left in the 94th Brigade."

Guan Fan nodded lightly and said: "The counterattack just now should be the final counterattack. Tonight will be their last night to stick to Datong."

Wang Ye sighed silently in his heart.

It was also their last night on earth.

The 94th Brigade, the unit, soon disappeared.

Fan Guanyou said: "Captain, should we do something?"

"What can we do?" Wei Dayong shook his head and said, "Our Wolf Warrior Team and your cavalry company have only 200 people in total. There is no need for the Japanese to do anything. The pseudo-Mongol cavalry on the periphery can subdue us."

Fan Guanyou said: "Why would you send a telegram to the 94th Brigade?"

"That's useless." Wei Dayong said, "How many telegrams have we sent in the past few days? But they didn't reply a single one, which means they didn't have the idea of ​​breaking through at all."

Wang Ye, who had been silent all the time, suddenly raised his hand and called Li Xia over.

"Li Xia." Wang Ye said solemnly, "Send another telegram to the 94th Independent Brigade, tell them the breakthrough route we designed, and ask them to preserve the vitality for the entire nation's war of resistance and break through immediately!"

"Yes!" Li Xia looked serious and put on his headphones to start sending a report.

...

Inside Datong City.

The Japanese army launched another extremely fierce offensive in the evening.

At this time, the 94th Brigade of the Dujiu was like a patient who was about to run out of oil, just relying on the breath in his chest to support it, but now, the breath is almost exhausted.

Faced with the Japanese attack, the units of the 94th Brigade were too severely reduced, so they could only passively shrink the defense line towards the central urban area and the southern part of the city. In the end, the central urban area could not be defended. The entire brigade retreated to the small area near the south gate, but they finally managed the last small area.

The Japanese army attacked several times, but were all repelled.

At ten o'clock in the night, the Japanese army finally stopped.

I don’t know if a new wave of attack is brewing.

The battlefield quickly fell silent, and the whole city also fell silent.

Lianggang wrapped around the gauze on his hands in circles, wrapping it tightly, but blood still soaked in the gauze and seeped out.

In a battle just now, Liang Gang was fighting with the Japanese, and was stabbing his left palm by a Japanese with a bayonet, but the Japanese was also stabbed to death by Liang Gang.

Wrap the wound tightly with gauze and finally tie a knot.

After moving my fingers a little more, it still feels a bit inconvenient.

But it doesn't matter. Maybe the next battle will be gone, so why bother to care about these things?

Liang Gang shook his head and looked at Zhu Jiahua: "Chief of Staff, how many brothers are left in the entire brigade?"

Zhu Jiahua leaned against a broken wall, so tired that he didn't want to speak loudly: "There are more than a hundred people who can breathe, most of whom are seriously injured, and most of the remaining ones are minor injuries."

Speaking of this, Zhu Jiahua felt sad.

There are more than 7,000 people in a brigade, but only a hundred people are left.

After pausing, he looked at Liang Jun and said, "There is probably only Liang Jun who is not injured."

Liang Gang's eyes also fell on Liang Jun, and he smiled and said, "Liang Jun, you are really good, you are a strong man."

Liang Jun grinned and said, "In this battle just now, I killed three more Japanese devils. I have killed more than a hundred Japanese devils in the past seven days!"

Hearing this, Liang Gang sighed.

Strong people like Liang Jun should not be sacrificed here.

Because I keep such soldiers, I don’t know how many Japanese soldiers can be killed on the battlefield in the future.

Thinking of this, Liang Gang suddenly felt a little shaken. Maybe he should have left a seed for the 94th Brigade?

Just as Liang Gang changed his mind, the remaining correspondent came over with a telegram: "Brigate, the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army sent another telegram, please break through immediately!"

Everyone in the command center heard it, but no one paid attention.

Zhu Jiahua, Liang Jun, Duan Rongqing and other regiment commanders, they still do whatever they should do.

When the war reached this point, they no longer wanted to survive. Datong was their destiny. The only thing they considered now was how to bring more Japanese devils before they died.

"Jiahua." Liang Gang suddenly said, "I'll give you a task."

Zhu Jiahua dragged his tired legs to Liang Gang, stood up and said, "You said, the traveler."

Liang Gang took out the roster of the 94th Brigade that he carried with him and handed it to Zhu Jiahua: "This is ready."

Zhu Jiahua took the roster with a confused look on his face, and then asked: "Hostage, why are you giving me the roster? You should hand over the roster to Xiao Liu and let him send the names of all the officers and soldiers of the brigade to Chongqing through the radio."

After saying that, Zhu Jiahua was going to hand over the roster in his hand to telegraph soldier Xiao Liu.

"Jiahua, the attendant's office and the chief officer have sent it." Liang Gang waved his hand and said, "But I still hope you can bring this list out. We must let future generations know that there was an army called the 94th Independent Brigade of the Central Army. There were more than 7,000 big-headed soldiers who fought with the Japanese invaders in Datong for six days and nights. No, it should be seven days and nights!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiahua finally understood what Liang Gang meant. He wanted to keep a seed for the 94th Brigade of the Independence, and he was the seed chosen by Liang Gang?

In an instant, a stream of blood suddenly surged on Zhu Jiahua's forehead.

"Host!" Zhu Jiahua said angrily, "Don't try to drive me away, I will not leave my brothers behind! If you break through, everyone will break through together. If you die, then brothers will set out together!"

Hearing this, Duan Rongqing and Shi came over to me,

This one slapped Zhu Jiahua’s forehead, and the other punched him in the chest.

The comrades were expressing their approval to Zhu Jiahua in this special way.

Liang Gang said without any doubt: "This is an order, it must be executed!"

Zhu Jiahua heard the decisive meaning in Liang Gang's tone and immediately became anxious: "Host in the hotel!"

Liang Gang ignored Zhu Jiahua again and said to Liang Jun: "Liang Jun, you will lead the Jiaolong Squadron to protect the Chief of Staff to break through!"

"Ah?" Liang Jun was stunned when he heard this. Although he was the only one left in the Dragon Squadron, as long as there was one person there, the Dragon Squadron would still be there. What made him stunned was this order.

At this time, the Chief of Protection Staff breaks through?

"What?" Liang Gang shouted, "Execute the order!"

"Yes!" Liang Jun stood attentively, then stood behind Zhu Jiahua with a gun on his back.

Liang Gang waved at Zhu Jiahua again, and waited for Zhu Jiahua to come over and whispered: "After getting there, remember to kill a few more Japanese for us."

"Ah?" Zhu Jiahua was also stunned.

"Actually, I knew it a long time ago." Liang Gang said with a smile.

"Host!" Zhu Jiahua looked at Liang Gang with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.

"Let's go." Liang Gang waved his hand and said, "Before the Japanese have not launched the final attack, they will quickly leave the city from the south gate, and then break through from the direction of Mawushan according to the retreat route provided by the Eighth Route Army."

"But..." Zhu Jiahua still couldn't bear to leave.

Liang Gang's expression became cold and he said in a deep voice: "Soldiers should take obeying orders as their duty!"

Zhu Jiahua sighed lightly, then stood up at the right moment, took Liang Jun, Liang Gang and Duan Rongqing, and Shi gave a standard military salute to our comrades.

After saluting, Zhu Jiahua turned and left with Liang Jun.

Watching Zhu Jiahua and Liang Jun disappear into the darkness, Liang Gang sighed lightly.

After a while, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded at the intersection ahead, and the Japanese attacked again.

Liang Gang took out the pistol from his waist with his back hand and shouted: "There are all 94th Brigades, ready to fight!"

The order was quickly conveyed, and the remaining dozen grenades were distributed to the seriously injured who could not move, while the other seriously injured and minor injured were distributed to the last few bullets.

Liang Gang also pressed the last three remaining pistol bullets into Browning's chamber.

"Xiao Liu." Liang Gang waved to signal the telegraph soldiers to come over and prepare for oral telegram.

The low roar of the tank engines came from the intersection ahead, and the muffled sound of the tracks when they rolled over the broken walls, and sometimes a few crisp gunshots sounded.

"I'll take a step first."

"Hi, let's see you in the next life!"

"Host, I will fight the Japanese with you in the next life!"

Duan Rongqing, Shi Yingwu, Xie Zhiyuan and others said goodbye to Liang Gang one by one.

Liang Gang nodded slightly and began to verbally say goodbye telegram: "The commander-in-chief, attendant's office and principal..."

Telegraph soldier Xiao Liu quickly recorded the telegram with tears in his eyes. Just as he was recording the telegram, Duan Rongqing and several other regiment commanders had already rushed out of the command center with their troops and began the final battle.

...

Chongqing, Huangshan official residence.

I just learned in the morning that the joyful atmosphere when the 94th Brigade restored its position had long disappeared, and the atmosphere in the entire combat hall had become unprecedentedly depressing.

Because everyone already knows that the 94th Brigade of the Independent Ninety-Fourth Brigade has really reached its last moment this time.

Chang Kaishen stared at the large sand table in front of him with a blank expression. He saw that there were very few war games representing the Ninety-Fourth Brigade on the sand table, and he had retreated to a narrow area near the South Gate.
To be continued...