Lu Yunzheng opened his eyes and became the eleventh graduate of the Central Military Academy. He was assigned to the 87th Division, the only German weapon division in the national army.
Battle of Songhu, Luodian flesh and blood mill.
The Japanese army clamored for destruction in three months, but Lu Yunzheng wanted to turn this mill into a meat grinder for the Japanese army.
The roar of the MG34 suppressed the crisp sound of the 38-Shift, and the improved Chinese officially took the roll in street battles. There was no order to retreat, only to charge forward.
His superiors asked him to defend for three days, but he carried the devil with him for seven days and nights.
The Japanese Army General Staff Headquarters crossed out one regiment number after another on the map, and asked tremblingly: "Are the bones of German weapon masters so difficult to chew?"
Lu Yunzheng wiped the blood on his bayonet: "This is not Lushun, this is China."
Reader comments
Okay, I'm satisfied
A hard-working little bee leaves a mark here, I am a beekeeper. [What]
The battle scenes are intensely written but still a little too delicate!
Okay, I'm satisfied
A hard-working little bee leaves a mark here, I am a beekeeper. [What]
The battle scenes are intensely written but still a little too delicate!