After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Chapter 152 Battle Hero

Jiang Shijia held onto the wall and moved out of the house step by step.

"Cough cough..." He covered his chest and coughed violently again.

"Damn it, I don't think this internal injury will heal in a short time!"

Jiang Shijia wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became more determined.

"Brothers of the 305th Regiment, I will definitely avenge you!"

While cheering himself up, he endured the severe pain and looked around.

Under the pale moonlight, there were corpses everywhere, broken walls and ruins, and the whole place was devastated.

"I have to find transportation as soon as possible to meet up with the main force!"

Jiang Shijia narrowed his eyes, his vision was still sharp in the night.

"Wait, what is that?"

Not far away, a dark shadow was vaguely visible.

He forced himself to move forward step by step.

"It looks like a Japanese three-wheeled vehicle!"

Jiang Shijia's eyes lit up, and then he couldn't help but walk closer quickly.

Sure enough, this was a Type 97 Luwang three-wheeled motorcycle abandoned by Japanese pirates, commonly known as a three-wheeled motorcycle.

"These bastards, their motorcycle must have broken down, otherwise why would they leave it like this..."

Jiang Shijia walked around the motorcycle and inspected it carefully.

"It's okay, there's just something wrong with the carburetor."

He knew some knowledge of mechanical repair, and had studied it at the Whampoa Military Academy.

"We need to find the repair tools. I remember they are in the headquarters. I hope they haven't been looted by the Japanese..."

Jiang Shijia gritted his teeth and groped back in the direction he remembered.

“Thank goodness the toolbox is still there!”

Jiang Shijia found the car repair tools under the camp bed in the command center, and then rushed back to the three-wheeled motorcycle without stopping.

With the help of moonlight in the vast wilderness, he began to skillfully disassemble, repair and assemble motorcycle carburetors.

"Suddenly..."

With a roar, the three-wheeled motorcycle was finally started successfully.

Jiang Shijia sat firmly on the motorcycle and stepped on the accelerator.

The three-wheeled motorcycle began to move slowly in the dark night, and Jiang Shijia drove it towards the light.

"We must find the main force as soon as possible and spread the news that the soldiers of the 305th Regiment defended their positions to the death and all died for their country!"

He clenched his teeth and looked forward with a determined gaze.

The night wind howled, making his cheeks hurt.

The three-wheeled motorcycle was bumpy all the way. Jiang Shijia endured the severe pain in his body and held the handlebars tightly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and he didn't know how long he had been driving.

The surroundings were still desolate wilderness, with only a few faint lights flickering in the distance.

"That is……"

Jiang Shijia narrowed his eyes and tried hard to identify it.

As the distance gradually shortened, the light became clearer and clearer.

It was a makeshift campsite with tents everywhere and people everywhere. The groans of the wounded could be faintly heard.

"It's the field hospital!"

Jiang Shijia was delighted and quickly stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the camp.

However, just as he was about to approach the entrance of the camp, suddenly, a row of black gun muzzles were pointed at him.

"Stop! Who are you?" Several fully armed soldiers rushed out from the darkness and shouted sternly.

Jiang Shijia was startled and quickly braked the car.

"I'm one of us! I'm from the 67th Regiment, 51st Division, 305th Army!" He raised his hands and shouted loudly.

The soldiers did not let down their guard. They looked at the person who came and found that he was wearing tattered Kuomintang uniform, had a leg injury, and looked in a miserable state.

"305th Regiment? The 305th Regiment is not..." A soldier seemed to remember something and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of the car! Show your ID!" another soldier shouted loudly, holding a gun.

Jiang Shijia took a deep breath. He knew now was not the time to explain.

He endured the pain and slowly got off the three-wheeled motorcycle.

"This is my ID, please check it!"

He pulled out a blood-stained officer's ID from the inside pocket of his uniform and handed it to the soldier.

One of the soldiers took the document and examined it carefully in the dim light.

"Jiang Shijia... Colonel of the 67th Army... Commander of the 305th Regiment..."

The soldier muttered to himself, and suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Shijia in disbelief.

"You...you are the hero who won the Luodian Victory, Jiang Shijia?"

"Great victory in Luodian?" The other soldiers looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

"You are the Captain Jiang who defended the bridgehead with only one gun?" The other soldier's voice trembled with excitement.

"He killed dozens of Japanese soldiers and seized a large amount of their baggage. He led his brothers to counterattack and defeated the Japanese soldiers?"

"Hero..." Jiang Shijia smiled bitterly and shook his head weakly, "I'm not a hero..."

"Except for me, all the members of the 305th Regiment have been killed..."

His voice was low and hoarse, but it was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

The soldiers were stunned and the guns in their hands dropped limply.

“All…all killed…” one of the soldiers muttered to himself, his face pale.

"We...we have tried to contact the temporary command center of the 305th Regiment before, but there has been no response..."

"We thought at that time..." Another soldier choked and couldn't continue.

They actually already had some guesses in their minds, but they just didn't want to believe it.

Now, after getting confirmation from Jiang Shijia, the last glimmer of hope in their hearts was shattered.

"Commander..." A soldier with red eyes stepped forward and wanted to say something comforting, but finally chose to remain silent.

Jiang Shijia patted his shoulder and said in a hoarse voice: "I am still alive, which is a blessing in disguise."

"I must bring back the news that the brothers of the 305th Regiment defended Luodian to the death and all died for their country!"

"They are all heroes who sacrificed their lives for their country and their nation!"

"We can't let them die in obscurity!"

Although Jiang Shijia's voice was weak, it was full of power, moving everyone present.

"Commander, don't worry, we will definitely help you convey the message!" a soldier said firmly.

"You are seriously injured now, so you should go in and get treatment first!" another soldier looked concerned.

"We will notify Commander Wang later, and he should send someone to pick you up soon!"

Jiang Shijia nodded, and with the help of a soldier, he slowly walked into the field hospital.

He needs to heal his wounds as soon as possible and then continue to fight!

Revenge for the brothers of the 305th Regiment!

To avenge the many comrades who died for their country!

Revenge for this devastated country!