At that moment, the world changed color. The strong soldiers carried rafts and canoes, ran wildly into the Balan River. The canoes and rafts hit the water. The white waves were everywhere. The soldiers who were forcing the rafts crowded on the rafts and began to row desperately with engineer shovels as paddles.

The entire west bank of the Balan River was like a pot. The Chinese soldiers jumped into the waist-deep shallow like dumplings, and then climbed onto the raft and advanced bravely.

The two-kilometer-long range of the river was filled with white waves stirred by people and wooden boats. In addition, the heavy rain kept falling from the sky, and white smoke was whirling across the river.

"Charge... Charge... Officers are in front... Suicide squads are in back... Break through the enemy formation and kill the enemy chief!"

"It's good that the heavy rain is going on, and the enemy's artillery can't work anymore. Rush over and snatch people with a knife!"

The 20,000 vanguards rushed forward in the wind and rain, and the native soldiers on the opposite side were in an uproar. "The Chinese attacked, they really attacked, they actually attacked in such weather? Fire up and fire..."

Boom... Boom... The monotonous and dull sound of cannons sounded, and white waves burst into the middle of the river. Unfortunately, it was difficult for native monkeys to master such high-tech weapons as artillery. These cannons were not accurate at all, but instead broke several wandering logs.

"Accelerate, accelerate and rush over... The enemy's artillery can't fire a few shots in the heavy rain!" Fang Dong yelled and motivated the soldiers, but at this moment their first wave of attacking echelons had reached the central channel of the Balan River. The river water was extremely turbulent at this moment, and all kinds of debris floated on the river surface.

Suddenly, the black shadow flashed in the white waves, and a giant tree that rushed down from the primeval forest hit his raft. The raft broke and more than ten soldiers fell into the water.

Fortunately, there are no young men in Nanyang who can't do water. In addition, they have animal blowing bladders and various sealed glass bottles on their waists, which provide some buoyancy, which saves them some effort by swimming across the river.

"Don't be afraid, swim across the river... I'm so good at rushing with me, lift my rifle and don't let it soak in the water!"

As he was talking, suddenly, a strange whirlpool suddenly rolled up in the water, and then a piece of bitter tree bark rushed out of the water. The soldier who was leading the way was suddenly pulled into the water by something, and then a whip slapped hard on Fang Dong's waist.

"Ah..." A scream came out without a few sips of water and poured it into his stomach. A wave of hair caught him under the water.

At the moment under the water, he finally saw clearly that it was a swamp crocodile attacking them. The beast was biting his brother's waist and was spinning around in the water.

Only old hunters can know the way crocodiles hunt. These terrifying aquatic beasts are lazy and don’t like to move, but once they launch an attack, they are extremely fast.

After these beasts bite their prey, they will drag them into the water and quickly twist their bodies. This is to directly tear off the biting flesh by rotating tearing force, causing the prey to die quickly.

Fang Dong was pulled to the waist by the rotating crocodile's tail, and his strength was so strong that it hurt to the bone! He covered his waist and stared at his eyes, and all the light and shadow under the water became confusing.

The gloomy sky blocks most of the sunlight, and only the misty brightness shines two or three meters deep under the water, and the rest is darkness, endless darkness.

The brothers who fell into the water slowly sank down. As they struggled, bubbles squeezed out from their mouths and floated upwards... The floating giant trees knocked over canoes and rafts, and the messy green vines wrapped around the legs of countless soldiers. He even saw swimming poisonous snakes appearing among the vines.

"This primitive old Lin is really terrible... It's not a place where humans stay in the civilized world... This is a wilderness that takes a lifetime to transform..."

The consciousness gradually dissipated, and Fang Dong even became a dying state. Suddenly, a strong force suddenly rose from his back, dragging him out of the water with a slam, and then an iron fist hit his appetite.

With a wow, many river waters I drank were vomited out again, and the smell of soil was everywhere in my nose.

"The battle is not over yet, you have to continue fighting!" It was Wu Haoran, a student of the same period who shouted at him. He took off the empty wine bottle from his waist and stuffed it into his arms, then raised his arms in the water and exclaimed.

"Brothers! We came for victory! We are not afraid of the 100,000 indigenous coalition forces ahead, afraid that these short-legged beasts will succeed? Fight and kill all the crocodiles that dare to block the way..."

"Kill..." Thousands of soldiers on the water roared, pulled out the short knife and dagger on their waists and rushed towards the bloodthirsty beasts.

People's hearts are all moving, and beasts are beasts. They just fight with instinct. They don't understand the morale in the human world! Tens of thousands of people are filled with murderous aura, which makes these sensitive beasts feel danger and a sense of invincible fear.

The crocodiles who were about to launch an attack suddenly turned around and fled in fright. Several unlucky beasts were caught by strong soldiers. The short knife and dagger stabbed hard on their weak abdomen, and the blood instantly dyed the Balan River red.

The native monkeys on the east coast were already stunned. The soldiers dancing with bare butts fell on their feet with a short knife, making him scream.

More indigenous people have lost their language ability. What a terrifying scene. The overlord crocodile in the swamp does not dare to offend even the bravest warriors of the tribe. However, today these Chinese people are attacking these crocodile gods like crazy.

"Look, look... the crocodile is running away! They are running away..."

"Crazy, these Chinese dogs are crazy! They are slaughtering Tamsui God..."

A terrifying aura permeated the coalition forces, and these superstitious savages fought one by one, and they did not dare to look directly at these attacking Chinese soldiers.

Fang Dong also recovered at this moment. Although his waist was severely painful, it was not fatal. He swam forward with a dagger in his mouth, and slashed Lengzi to the killing crocodile with a knife. The sharp dagger directly pierced the eyeball into his brain. The overlord in the water suddenly turned into a corpse.

"Attack! Brothers attack...the enemy is right in front of you, rushing over..."

At this moment, the vanguard troops were only more than 200 meters away from the east bank of the Balan River. Who cares about the soldiers who fell into the water? They roared forward and stepped on the water, and there were jumping figures everywhere on the river.

On the distant west coast, on a hill, a beautiful woman is taking a group of children to look into the battlefield in the distance. This is one of countless Chinese schools, with more than 100 Han and indigenous children in the school.

At this moment, no matter what ethnic group these children belong to, their eyes were staring at this tragic war.

"Teacher...why are they fighting?" asked the native child blinking.

"Turan...you have to remember that they are not fighting for one person, nor for one nation, they are fighting for happiness!"

"Children, remember that even if the blood on your body is different, you are enjoying the same happy life now... You can go to school, you can eat sweet rice, and you even have clothes to wear!"

"This is our happiness! They are fighting, World War II for me! And what are the Chinese?"

More than a hundred children shouted in unison, "The Chinese are happiness! They are fighting for happiness!"

"Come on, no one picked up the blackboard and wrote about the Chinese people ten times, imprinting these two words in your memory and in your blood!"
Chapter completed!