Chapter 90: On Their Shoulders, Responsibility!
It was a speech that affected the future lives of nearly 400 officers and soldiers present.
This is a fact, if according to the intention of the two generals who are still waiting at the Luowenyu Pass, they will leave now, no matter how many cannons they take with them, as long as they return, as a unit that kills two Japanese artillery brigades and blows up 24 mountain guns, they will be greeted with flowers, applause and medals.
They have done well enough, with less than 40 casualties, they completely annihilated an infantry squadron of the Japanese invaders and defeated two artillery brigades with 1,400 people, no one can criticize them for not saving the 1st infantry battalion that was held back by the Japanese invaders 2,000 meters ago, that is a super trap, not to mention them, even the remaining more than 3,000 infantry at the Luo Wenyu Pass are all dispatched, and they can't save them.
Not only did the Japanese have more than 3,000 infantry and a puppet infantry brigade, but when dawn came, their bombers would be dispatched, but there was not a single Chinese fighter in the sky over northern China.
It was a dead end.
But Liu Lang's speech changed the future of everyone here, and most of them lost flowers, applause and medals because of this speech, because they had no future.
And the other part of the people, because of this speech, shouldered the lost future of their comrades-in-arms and continued to move forward. They finally knew why they were on this battlefield.
Since putting on this uniform, their mission is to trade their own future for the future of all other Chinese. If even they don't have the guts, then the whole of China may never have a future.
Putting the letter written by Liu Lang into his purse, Ling Hong stood on the side of the queue lined up by the death squad and the pistol company, standing as straight as a pine, he was the only soldier of the 1st Battalion here, he was here, it was the entire 1st Battalion.
"Brothers, to gather everyone, is to announce one thing first, this matter I think everyone understands, that is, tonight's sabotage battle against the Japanese artillery brigade, our death squad was a great success, we killed all the Japanese devils, their bodies are still blown hard in the north wind of the Great Wall, we robbed their cannons, although our artillery skills are not very good, but I still have to congratulate you, you not only know how to control the artillery, but also beat the little devils to cry dad and mother." Liu Lang's heroic voice resounded through the hills.
"Don't think I'm taking it for granted, just look at the little devil 2,000 meters away being beaten by the brothers of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the 2nd Division, and he will have to rush hard, and you will know that the old devil Suzuki Mitsu may have to lie in the trench even if he wants to, otherwise the hot thing will be lifted up by the wave of air and hit him in the mouth, it is estimated that it will be too embarrassing."
One second to remember: /or
"Haha!" The soldiers laughed en masse.
It's really what Captain Lang said, which makes people involuntarily make up the brain, and the picture is really beautiful.
Of course, what made them even happier was that they had completed their military orders, and that most of the familiar faces were still there, and they were standing beside them, which was even more joyful.
"Sir! Since this credit is so great, shouldn't you get excited, such asγγγγγγ The old monkey standing in the front row grinned and rubbed his index finger and thumb very obscenely.
That means, everyone on earth understands.
Zhen Dazhuang's intestines were straighter, and he touched Mo Kitten in laughter, "What do you mean by waiting for the squad leader?" What does he want to eat? β
Mo Xiaomei rolled her eyes, sighed and ignored this stupid big man with a back of the head.
It's so embarrassing, the squad leader didn't even see that he wanted to beat the fat chief Qiu Feng, and he was still the captain's personal guard alongside his Mo kitten.
However, speaking of this guard, Mo Xiaomei is even more melancholy, in the hand-to-hand combat, he said that the fat chief is in an ordinary state of one person to a few, even Zhen Dazhuang has killed several devils in a row, he, the guard, is basically watching the show, and his marksmanship is not bad, and he has also knocked down several devils, otherwise he would have no face to continue to stay by the side of the chief Lang.
"Old monkey, do you think Lao Tzu's family opened a bank!" Liu Lang laughed and scolded the old monkey. "Cheng, since you are waiting for the squad leader to speak, then Lao Tzu, a loser, will spend some money for my father, let's talk about it here, the reason why I can succeed today is that the brothers of the pistol company and the brothers of the 1st regiment and 1st battalion have contributed a lot, and everyone present, regardless of life or death, regardless of military rank, 10 oceans."
After speaking, Liu Lang said to Mo Xuanqing on the side: "Record my decision, and pass it to the temporary 2nd Division headquarters later, and ask Chief Liu to transfer the list and home address of the pistol company and the 1st Regiment and 1st Battalion of the 2nd Division to my father, and by the way, bring a message to my father, my son can't bear him, let him worry about him before, and now let him work, let him help take care of his son on the battlefield and make friends with such a group of brothers who fought for the country!" β
After a short period of consternation, the officers and soldiers cheered one after another, although 10 oceans is not much, but it can definitely make the family live happily for more than half a year, and Captain Liu Lang is a well-known landlord of the 29th Army, and he will definitely give it.
Still, there are a few clever ones who can hear something out of it. Otherwise, the military orders have been completed, and everyone can retreat, why did Captain Liu Lang ask Lieutenant General Liu to help him talk?
This is, the battle is not over yet!
Sure enough, before the big guys cheered, Liu Lang's face gradually became serious.
It gradually became quiet, except for a few crackling sounds from the few campfires nearby.
"I used to say something happy, but now I have to say something not very good." Liu Lang set his eyes on Ling Hong. "Ling Hong is out of the ranks, you come to tell everyone who you are and what you are here for."
Ling Hong strode out of the queue and raised his hand to salute the queue that was standing neatly again: "My name is Ling Hong, and I am the deputy squad leader of the guard platoon of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regimentγγγγγγ β
Everyone's faces became serious.
"Our battle is over, but the battle of the 1st Battalion is not over!" Liu Lang sighed slightly after Ling Hong had spoken roughly and walked back to his place. "According to Battalion Commander Wang's intentions, let's leave them alone and leave here with artillery, as long as we retreat successfully, it will be a great achievement."
"Yes! At that time, the military headquarters will report the truth, and the newspapers will be full of long articles, and all Chinese will see that the 29th Army has destroyed two Japanese artillery brigades, annihilated more than 1,000 Japanese invaders, blown up artillery and captured 24 mountain guns, and lost hundreds of people themselves. What an exciting victory! The people of China will cheer for us. Those of us who successfully completed the mission of the military department and survived will enjoy all kinds of accolades. Liu Lang solemnly pointed ahead.
"But what about them? And what about the 1 brothers in the 600 battalion? They can only be that hundreds, no one knows who they are, not even you and I don't know, we only know that they will die in this mountain range, and even, the Japanese army that surrounded them after dawn will treat them in the most cruel way, and they will die in great pain. β
"And behind us, there are a few small mountain villages that were originally calm and peaceful, if we escape, the pursuing Japanese army will inevitably pass by there, what do you think, what will they do?"
"I want to ask you, do you accept it? Are you willing to accept that those comrades and brothers who blocked the return of the Japanese army for us have become a string of cold numbers in front of us? Are you willing to accept that the homes of our compatriots that we are swearing to protect will be destroyed and slaughtered? Liu Lang's voice echoed in the valley.
Under the firelight, his eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, and in his eyes, there were two fires, jumping, and there was light on his body.