"After the Battle of Nakajo Mountain, where will these routs flee? I think the situation of the 98th Army is not too far behind, most of them are to find a remote village to hide, and ask the villagers more on the way to see where these routs are located. ”

"Captain, Commander—"

"Report to the head of the regiment, inquire, the villagers of Xiaoyang Village said that there is a group of routed soldiers in their village, about fifty or sixty people."

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Shangyang Village, located in the middle of nowhere, in the slope of the mountain, if you want to arrive, you must first walk for an hour in the uninhabited mountainous area, and then you can find a few figures with the curling smoke coming from the village.

This is a village that is even more remote than the geographical location of Nancun, not as big as Nancun, and has not suffered any war.

It's no wonder that the soldiers who fled chose to be here, at least the little devils are not easy to find.

It's just that how to coax this rout into the Houyong Regiment seems to be a problem.

"It's a gentleman, you should join our Houyong Regiment and go to fight with the little devils." Jiang Long said bitterly, "Look at the batch of equipment we have, small steel cannons, light machine guns, and 38-type everything...... What? You're much better equipped than we are? ”

"Don't stop me, mom, let me give these deflated calves two shuttles."

Basket Scoop hurriedly stopped Jiang Long, he was really afraid that this tiger-headed Northeast boss would disagree again, and he would really fire.

The other fighters were also frightened, and they made up their minds that they couldn't let Jiang Long be a lobbyist anymore, this guy would only pull out a gun if he didn't agree with him, how could this be done!

The group of defeated soldiers in front of him, just like himself yesterday, even if they live in humiliation like ground mice, they don't want to face death anymore, and face the Japanese army that represents death.

What they say is nothing more than a pleasure to them, and some simply scoff at it and spit in disgust.

In a group of defeated soldiers who are even mentally decadent, you vainly try to use the so-called national feelings, ambition and pride to stimulate their enthusiasm?

Yes, it's better to go home and wash and sleep, not to mention the useless work, which is still ridiculous and generous.

This is like saying ideals to a beggar, talking about poetry to an illiterate, and playing the piano to a cow, the so-called national feelings, ambition and pride, in the eyes of these defeated soldiers, may not be as effective as a steamed bun.

Lieutenant Liu Defa took out his trump card, "Do you know who the head of our Houyong Regiment is?" That's our brother of the commander of the 98th Army, you follow him, you can win the battle, kill the devil, and be ashamed! ”

For a long time, no one paid attention, and no one even raised their eyelids to look at Liu Defa.

Liu Defa: ......

Feeling that he was still wasting his tongue, he couldn't get angry: "Don't you know that I am the commander of the 98th Army?" ”

A lieutenant of the rout raised his head listlessly and said: "I know, but we are not from the 98th Army, besides, after losing the battle, everyone ran away, even our army commander ran away, who can control whom......"

Liu Defa was defeated, they didn't expect that this rout army was even more decadent and desperate than their previous ones, this is simply oil and salt do not enter, and they are willing to fall to the end!

The soldiers suddenly remembered the words of the regiment commander Han Feng who inspired his group in the broken temple, and suddenly wondered, why did the hearts of their group of people become inexplicably hot?

Han Feng finally walked behind everyone, and Jiang Long and his party hurriedly got out of the way.

The defeated soldiers still had a little awe of the commander in their bones, when the imposing Han Feng stood in front of the defeated soldiers in silence.

Even though they were speechless for a while, the routs still focused their eyes on this sturdy figure.

Han Feng's face was very calm, "In your body, no matter how decadent and depraved you are, I will not be surprised, because you are people who have experienced despair, people who have experienced the pain of life and death, and people who have experienced being abandoned.

It may be your commanders, your armies, or yourselves who have forsaken you.

I can't blame you for that, on the contrary, I have to sympathize with you.

Monk, take the canned food we have captured to these brothers. ”

"Yes."

Jiang Long and his entourage were a little puzzled, giving the best canned captured food to these defeated soldiers to eat, isn't this a meat bun beating a dog, is it a pure waste?

"Tuan, Tuanzuo, let's all eat this little bit, and give them all to eat?"

Han Feng said: "In the past, they were our robe brothers, even if they lost the battle, they also went to the battlefield together and carried guns together, no matter what they have become today, we should still have the friendship of giving them a full meal, right?" ”

Captain Sun Shu wiped his forehead, "Yes, the regiment is wise." ”

I didn't know that the defeated soldiers who had been hungry for a few days naturally wouldn't be polite to Han Feng, and when they got the can, they couldn't wait to open it, and they didn't care about the image at all, so they used their big black and dirty hands as a dining tool, and dug them in the can and ate them.

The soldiers of the Hou Yong Regiment frowned, and their expressions were not very happy.

Only Han Feng and the monk watched all this quietly, until these defeated soldiers feasted and ate dozens of canned food.

Han Feng smiled and said, "How is it, brothers, are you all full?" ”

Sure enough, the silence of the defeated soldiers before was mostly due to hunger, but now they have somewhat filled their stomachs, and their spirits have improved a lot.

If someone else asked this, the defeated soldiers could naturally ignore it and pretend not to hear it.

But this guy in front of him not only did not insult them, but also gave them understanding and food, and he was the commander of the group of people in front of him.

For such a food and clothing parent chief, the defeated soldiers naturally did not dare to slack off.

The lieutenant was vaguely the head of this group of routs, and he hurriedly said, "Thank you sir, for the canned food, I'm not hungry." ”

"It's just that you haven't eaten enough!"

"This ......"

"Monk, what are you still doing in a daze, take out all the canned food we have left."

"Yes."

The lieutenant was stunned and very surprised, except for the kindness on the face of the regiment commander in front of him, he could feel that the guys around him were all looking at him with a cold light.

The group had guns in their hands, and even two crooked light machine guns.

This crooked target light machine gun belonged to the Japanese army, and the lieutenant had no doubt that the team in front of him was really the equipment captured from the devils after a bloody battle.

At all times, the routs have always been in awe of the team that can kill devils.

For the first time in such a long time, the lieutenant, who was still hungry in his stomach in the face of food, actually hesitated: "Sir, this is your food, you have made it a great favor for us not to be hungry." ”

Han Feng said: "Very good, although you are also a rout, you are the most dignified rout I have ever seen, what is your name?" ”

"Report to the commander, lieutenant deputy company commander, Cheng Jiang."

"Give the cans to your brethren, you deserve it."

Cheng Jiang was stunned for a moment, saluted Han Feng with a firm gaze, then took the can and continued to distribute it to the defeated soldiers.

This time, Han Feng didn't wait for the routs to finish the canned food.

He smiled and said, "How's it going, brothers, this can is delicious, isn't it?" ”

Uh-huh-mm-mmmm

The defeated soldiers were no longer indifferent to Han Feng, and nodded happily one by one.

Han Feng said: "That must be delicious, this is a special canned march for the little devil, do you know why the little devil has a ruddy face and great strength, and the three of us can't fight one of the bayonets?" It's by eating this kind of canned food.

But we don't have to be afraid, in the future, kill more little devils, get more seizures, we can also eat this kind of canned food, it won't be long before we fight the bayonets, and we can do it one-on-one with the little devils. ”

"In addition......" Han Feng's expression suddenly smiled like an old fox, "You have eaten Lao Tzu's canned food, then you will be Lao Tzu's person from now on!" ”

Defeated Soldiers: ......