Han Xing picked up the little boss who was not killed by the traitor and told him to face the bloody scene with his back to his face, which stimulated him too much and would cause him lifelong damage. Han Xing said to him: "I am your own uncle, the uncle of the Eighth Road." ”

The little boss stared at the frightened eyes and did not move, he was frightened.

Looking at the other children, none of them cried, their eyes widened, and they were like stupid, and they couldn't even cry.

Han Xing knew that the children were all stunned, and the bloody scene frightened them too deeply. At this time, it may be better if they can cry a little, vent, and confide.

Han Xing said to them, "Children, cry and scream!" I am your uncle, the uncle of the Eighth Road. ”

One by one, the children's frightened, dull eyes widened, not crying, not laughing, no expressions, let alone confiding.

Han Xing shook the little boss in his arms and said gently, "I know that your father is the head of the anti-Japanese village, so it's good." When he was leaving, he entrusted me with the good care of your brothers and these children. We're late, and we're scaring you. ”

"Are you really my uncle?" The little boss finally spoke.

Han Xing said to him tenderly: "I am your uncle, and your father often mentions you!" He's gone, with me here, and there are eight roads, you can't let the little devil bully you! ”

"But I just don't understand," the little boss said to Han Xing seriously, "that was also my uncle just now, and I also sent him a bundle of firewood and two eggs, but why did he put a gun at me and wanted to kill me?" ”

Han Xing said to him: "Because he is not a man, he is a traitor." ”

The little boss finally understood and said to Han Xing: "He's bad because he's a traitor." Uncle Balu, my dad called the devil to death. I'll follow you from now on! ”

"That's what your dad said, too." Han Xing said to him, "Although your father is gone, Balu is here, and Uncle Balu is here." Where we eat, you eat. ”

The little boss happily said to his brothers and friends: "This is our uncle, Uncle Balu!" We will follow our eight-way uncle in the future! ”

Only then did the children rush to Han Xing's side, crying ......

There was another gunshot from the devil in the distance, and the little devil heard that the battle was going on again, and knew that the eight roads were coming again, so he rushed to this side.

Han Xing shouted: "Retreat!" ”

Han Xing stretched out his hand and hugged the little boss, Li Dazhong had one on his left hand, one on his right hand, and one on his back, Li Xiaosan also picked up one, and Wang Xiaoling also picked up a child. Surrounded by members of the armed forces, they moved in the direction of the Chinan base area.

Han Xing soothed the little boss's wounded heart and kept talking to him. "Little boss, what are you going to do when you grow up?"

"I want to be the eighth road, and I want to avenge my father!" The little boss said firmly.

"Good boy, ambitious!" Han Xing encouraged him and said, "If you want to be successful, you must be the eighth road." If we don't drive out these hateful Japanese devils, we Chinese will never have a good life. ”

"Uncle, I'll listen to you," said the little boss, "when you grow up, you will definitely become the Eighth Road and destroy these devils." ”

The last autumn wind swept away the prosperity of thousands of trees, leaving only dry branches. These branches of elm, willow and poplar locust stretch out lonely to the winter sky, and dance together with the whistling wind. This plain, this north wind, a few brown cotton trees left in the countryside, the ugly pale yellow corn trees, sorghum trees, lonely in the cold wind**.

Winter in the north is inevitably windy. The cold snap from faraway Siberia, with the roar of the wind, swept through the northern wilderness. The wind, cold and hard, hit the face with pain like a knife. Perhaps it is precisely because of this pain that people's thoughts, which have lingered for several seasons, gradually become clear and clear in the winter.

Winter is a haven for contemplation. The old man and the old lady leaned against the sunlight in front of the door, counting the branches and leaves of life, counting the joys and sorrows in the course of life, and then tied these into knots and stored them in a corner of the heart. Soldiers who have experienced trauma sit on the kang head, go through the big and small battles in the past, and filter their gains and losses.

Look up and gaze at the northern sky. That day, the clear and transparent, blue sky, like a piece of blue crystal, with a little distance and nothingness, quietly gazing at the earth, a little silent, and a little empty.

In your ears, you only hear the wind whistling from afar, blowing through the sky and the plains unscrupulously, like a rough man in the north, flying all the way, heroic all the way. I only heard Lin Tao's bursts, and the momentum was like thousands of troops galloping forward. Where is there still a lot of land in this winter wilderness? All you feel is the domineering, majesty, and arrogance of the northern winter!

In the north, without snow, there is no taste of winter. Overnight, the ethereal elf awakened the silence of northern winter. The streets and alleys, the fields and mountains, are sprinkled with a layer of white "flour". Running on the white snowfield, crossing the forest covered with silver bars, and enjoying the bounty that the north has given you, will a feeling of ethereal, soft, and warm rise in your heart?

You see, the snowflakes are falling from the sky silently. White plains, white trees, white villages, this is a magical fairy tale world that children have been looking forward to for a long time. Walking under the white trees, running under the white houses, and jumping in the white fields, whether it is a mature and calm warrior or a shy young girl, they will reveal the true nature of life in this crystal world.

In the snow, the snow is flying, frolicking, chasing and running, laughing, the sound of snow falling, piercing the silent sky, taking away all kinds of unhappiness in the war, and returning to the true happiness of life. All the haze in life is dissolved in this world of thousands of miles of ice and snow.

Winter was just coming to an end, and the breath of spring had just been smelled, and Han Xing received another order to lead the Southern Expeditionary Army to continue the expedition and go to Shanggao.

On March 13, 1941, the Japanese Army Headquarters in Nanchang, Jiangxi Province, held the highest military meeting of the 11th Army Corps, which was attended by the main senior commanders of the 11th Army Corps. There were Kazuichiro Sonobe, commander of the 11th Army, Isamu Kinoshita, chief of staff, Sakurai Shizo, commander of the 33rd Division, Shigeru Oga, commander of the 34th Division, Naozo Ikeda, commander of the Independent Mixed Brigade, and the commanders of each main division.

The conference room was still relatively rudimentary, and the Japanese army admired frugality, especially during the difficult phase of the war. Three large tables are put together into a long table, and there is not even a teacup on the table, if the person in the meeting is thirsty, sorry, he can only finish the meeting and go to the side to drink boiled water. The chair is also very simple, ordinary miscellaneous wood chairs, the paint is about to fall off, and there is nothing to do.

It's just that in a prominent position on the north wall, there is a bust of Emperor Hirohito, who has been wiped clean. Emperor Hirohito's young, somewhat dull face was scrutinizing the officers at the meeting.

Just next to the conference table, there is a relatively standardized military model, showing the entire defense area of the 11th Army Corps, which can most intuitively show the confrontation situation between China and Japan in central China, the complex mountains and rivers and the main army deployment.

Kazuichiro Sonobe got straight to the point and directly elaborated on the theme of the meeting: "Commanders of the 11th Legion, our 11th Legion has more than 100,000 men, but it is not easy to defend in such a vast Central China region, facing the siege of millions of people in the fifth and ninth theaters of the Chinese army!" What do you think about how to defend this area and how to defeat the Chinese army, though? ”

After a slight pause, the commander of the 33rd Division, Sakurai Shozo, who was a little weak, said: "Yes, it is difficult for a good man to resist four hands, to put it mildly, a county sent a squadron, and all our troops were occupied." Although I don't care about the gains and losses of one city and one place, there are some important towns that have to be defended. The main force to strike at the enemy is mobile forces, but it is not unclear how many mobile forces we have! ”

The arrogant commander of the 34th Division, Shigeru Aga, shouted: "Don't destroy our morale and grow the enemy's prestige." Compared with the Chinese army, our Imperial Japanese Army can still be said to be one to ten. The best way for us to deal with the Chinese army is to attack, attack, and attack again, and fight them so that they can't fight back, that is, we can best defend ourselves. ”

"Well said!" Kazuichiro Sonobe applauded loudly, "Our best defense against the siege of the Chinese army on all sides is to attack. Only by constantly attacking can we eliminate the harassment of the Chinese army against us, constantly deplete their strength, and strike at the Chinese army to the maximum. ”

Chief of Staff Kinoshita Yong wasted no time in saying: "There is a saying in China that the first strike is the strongest, and the second strike suffers. The initiative in war has always been in the hands of the side that takes the initiative to attack. ”

Kazuichiro Sonobe glanced at everyone with blazing eyes and said, "Next, let's talk about the situation of taking the initiative at this stage by the chief of staff!" ”

Chief of Staff Isamu Kinoshita stood up and said humbly to everyone: "Okay, I'll talk about it first, and then everyone will judge the gains and losses of the battle!"

On 7 November last year, the military headquarters of the 11th Army Corps issued an operational order to make a short-cut assault on the troops west of Suixian, north of Zhongxiang, north of Jingmen, and west of the 5th Theater. The participating units mainly include the 3rd Division, the 4th Division, the 17th Division, and the 18th Independent Mixed Brigade, with a total strength of 100,000 troops.

In the engagement, Li Zongren's 5th Theater still adopted the old tactics of the past, that is, blindly retreating and avoiding our attack. After we marched for dozens of kilometers and surrounded on all sides, we did not find the main force of the Chinese army. Of course, small units at the regimental and battalion levels were also captured in the encirclement.