Chapter 89: Pride
This attack of the devils was repulsed, leaving a large number of corpses on the positions of the Central Army, and at this time it was also close to dusk, and the devils should not attack again.
Li Feng packed up his katana, looked at the group of injured Central Army soldiers in front of him, straightened his military appearance, and stood straight towards everyone with a plain face, snapping a military salute.
This is an exchange between soldiers and soldiers, and the soldiers of the Central Army present at this time also straightened their waists and brushed them in return.
Even the seriously wounded who were lying on the ground forced themselves to sit up and salute back, they had been tempered by blood and fire, and the scars on their bodies were all pride and honor.
They are deeply connected to the land of the motherland, because this land is dyed with their hearts, and they are connected to this land by blood.
"The Taiyuan guerrilla battalion of the Eighth Route Army is coming for reinforcements!"
"All the officers and soldiers of the 6xx Regiment of the Central Army thank the Eighth Route Army for their reinforcements!"
It's really a charcoal in the snow!
At their most critical moment, the nearby Central Army could not send reinforcements, and the Jin Sui Army had no hope at all, and the logistics were deliberately cut off.
They never imagined that someone would come to save them at such a moment, you must know that even if you have the heart, you have to consider the devil on the other side, there are still more than 500 people left in their entire brigade, and if they rush to send someone over, they will be sent to death!
"They are all Chinese soldiers, there is nothing to thank or not thank, you killed devils and did not take a step back, also as a Chinese soldier, I am proud of you, and I am proud of you!"
This is definitely a heartfelt statement, much stronger than those words, and it completely speaks to the hearts of these warriors.
Everyone is carrying a head on two shoulders, and they are looked down upon at ordinary times, and it is rare to have a beautiful time at this time, even if you die, at least you will be an uncle, and others will willingly call you uncle.
"Let's rest for a while, I have brought you some weapons and ammunition, and our convoy should still be on the way, and we will send some food soon.
We must replenish our physical strength first, and then there will be an even more tragic battle! ”
The devils will not give up here, which is why they sent a brigade and added artillery to attack, it is nothing more than that the geographical advantage here is particularly important, and everyone wants to occupy it.
Otherwise, an elite unit like the 6xx regiment would not have been sent to defend here.
A battle passed like this, Li Feng walked around the trenches, and found that there were wounded everywhere, and everyone did not have a piece of good meat on their bodies, either they were scratched by shells, or a piece of flesh was bitten off by stone chips, and even worse, their bodies were pierced by the 38 big covers, but even so, they still didn't want to leave here.
Li Feng has never been in such a mixed army, but he understands this kind of feeling, and the battlefield is the final destination of a soldier.
Only here can they feel at ease, and they can truly feel the meaning of their existence.
Only when you are with your brother who lives and dies with you can you have a real sense of security, otherwise, even if you are sent to the hospital in the back, you may die due to the collapse of your will.
On the other hand, the people brought by Li Feng are different, although these recruits have fought bandits and trained for more than three months, they are much worse in the face of the vicious devils, just now that person suddenly fought, originally had the advantage and killed five people, and more than a dozen people were injured.
The gap between veterans and recruits cannot be made up by a small number of people, and it must be bloody.
In order to train the courage of these recruits, Li Feng asked these people to treat the wounds of those seriously wounded, and asked them to keep an eye on the blood.
When a soldier fights, he is afraid of blood, and if this is spread, that person will lose a lot.
Fortunately, these did not disgrace him for the time being, and he did not feel any discomfort when moving the corpse, but he was a little unbearable when he bandaged the wounds of the wounded of the Central Army.
As for the corpses that were blown up, many fighters were even more disgusted and wanted to vomit, which was also normal, and ordinary people were likely to cry on the spot when they saw this situation, let alone let them carry these corpses.
But Li Feng has to train their abilities, only then can they have a higher survival rate.
"Many of your soldiers haven't seen blood! But all of them are very strong, where did they come from? I'm going to recruit some after this battle. ”
When Li Feng was directing these soldiers to help, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he looked back and found that it was Regiment Commander He who came over.
Now the clothes of the regiment commander are stained with blood, and the white shirt inside can no longer be seen, if you take off the yellow military uniform outside him, it is estimated that the shirt inside has been stained red with blood.
But even so, this iron-clad man did not show the slightest timidity and wailing, but only walked with some lameness.
Li Feng took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, took out two of them, and smiled at the head of the drinking group:
"I just took it from next to the devil's head, and it's mixed with the scent of the head, can I get one?"
"Hehe, some can be smoked, even if there are brains mixed on it, as long as you have it, I will smoke it, it will all crawl out of the sea of corpses and blood, who cares about this?"
Head He is obviously a person with a story, and Li Feng obviously doesn't want to know his story.
The two men lit a cigarette each, and sat in the trench, the soil under their butts was slightly muddy, and there was no need to guess that the blood had not dried up.
"Battalion Commander Li, answer my question just now?"
Li Feng smiled, took a hard puff of his cigarette, and then pointed to these sturdy soldiers and replied:
"These warriors are not recruited, that's it!"
"Oh, how did that come about, I feel that although they lack murderous energy, as long as they have a little training, after seeing some blood, they are definitely an elite army."
Of course it's an elite soldier, Li Feng added in his heart, he felt that Regiment Commander He was too envious.
Thinking of this, he pointed to the group of fighters in front of him again:
"They...... Eat three dry meals a day! ”
Li Feng's fingers showed three heads of the group, and the latter's face really changed, and then Li Feng added again with a weird smile.
"I have to eat meat once a day!"
At this time, Regiment Commander He was not calm, the cigarette in his mouth was already shrugged, he looked at the little fat man in front of him with a shocked face, and asked:
"You're the chairman's own son?"
"Get out!"
"Even if it is the descendant of the Central Army, there is no such way as you, just eat three meals a day, the key is that you still have to eat dry rice, and you have to eat one meal of meat every day!
Are you training or losing? Even if you look at the bank, you can't afford to spend so much! ”
You must know that at this time, the most elite Central Army only eats two or three meals a day, and one of them is porridge, not to mention ordinary miscellaneous brands, eating miscellaneous grains is considered a luxury, let alone eating dry rice, of course, Li Feng eats things like white-flour steamed buns.
"If you don't pay anything if you want to train elite soldiers, there will be no pie in the sky!"
Li Feng replied casually, if it weren't for the training of these soldiers as soon as possible, he would be poor now?
Just kidding, I robbed so much money and food, isn't it all to ensure that these guys' bellies are not empty!