Chapter 6: The Ballad of the Great Wall (5b)

Strange to say, the brothers who were still shaky before were immediately in good spirits under the stimulation of a few hooligan words. No one wants to admit that they have weak legs and stomachs, and no one wants to be mistaken for something embarrassing that they secretly did last night. And when the company commander Liao Wenhua promised that after this battle, he would invite the ten brothers who performed best on the battlefield to go to the best kiln in Taiyuan City to open foreign meat, everyone immediately had a wind on their legs. No one thought about it carefully, with Liao Wenhua's meager salary, could he afford to pay his own one-night affair?

Looking at the recruits and veterans with lewd smiles on their faces, Zhang Songling suddenly found that he was not very competent as the deputy company commander. He has never been able to joke with his brothers as unscrupulously as Liao Wenhua? And the brothers never treated him as intimately as they did with Liao Wenhua. Although in the vast majority of cases, the eyes of the brothers looking at him, the deputy company commander, are full of respect, but that kind of respect is the respect of the subordinates to the superiors, the soldiers to the heroes, and the ordinary people to the scholars.

It made him feel like he had been left out of the whole of Erlian, like a lion watching the wolves in his territory. This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable, and he even began to wonder if he should really go and talk to Lao Gou and transfer him back to be an adjutant instead of continuing to be the deputy company commander who was not necessarily popular.

As he was thinking about it in frustration, he suddenly heard a slight roar of the motor in his ears. It's a little devil's plane! Zhang Songling's heart suddenly contracted, turned his head, and whispered to all the brothers, "Disperse, hide after looking for stones, don't run, and don't shoot indiscriminately!" ”

"Hidden, hidden!" The veterans in the team reacted quickly, pulling the recruits and scattering in search of a place to hide. In the bare halfway up the mountainside, where can I find so many suitable hiding places for a while. Just when everyone was in a hurry, the front of Niangziguan was on the left side, and a high-pitched suona suddenly sounded. Like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, it instantly resounded through all the valleys.

"Answer, Tick Tick, Tick Tick......" "Answer, Tick Tick, Tick Tick Answer ......" "Answer, Tick Tick, Tick Tick Answer......" Niangzi Pass is on the right side, and there are many suona sounds at the same time. Accompanied by that quaint melody, countless machine guns and rifles poked out of their hiding places, spewing out tens of thousands of tongues of fire. Immediately after, hundreds of people shouted in unison, "Rush, kill the little devil!" Then, the shouts of tens of thousands of people overwhelmed the roar of the motor, the roar of the machine gun, and the high-pitched suona, becoming the only melody between heaven and earth.

The brethren of the 17th Division are fighting back! The Third Army also joined in! Further away, there is the 27th Army! Knowing that they were attacking face-to-face during the day, everyone was no match for the little devils at all. But they still didn't hesitate!

The sudden counterattack on all fronts quickly interfered with the judgment of the devil commander. The attention of the devil pilot was also completely attracted by the battle in front of the lady. Soon, the plane in the sky turned around and went directly to the 17th Division. The alarm hanging over the head of the secret service group was quickly lifted, and the devil plane couldn't take care of this side, so everyone didn't have to worry about being bombed, let alone worrying about this operation being discovered by the devil. However, there was no look of joy on everyone's faces, and everyone turned their heads, crossed their feet, and looked at the place where the shouting and killing were most intense. Although it is impossible to see any figure at this distance. But the brethren stood quietly, and with their eyes they gave the mighty deeds of the warriors who had gone away.

The brothers over there took the initiative to attack in order to cover the group. Lao Gou didn't remind anyone, and Zhang Songling didn't explain to the brothers around him. But everyone in the secret service knows this. Soon, they withdrew their gaze from the distance, regrouped their ranks, and marched forward.

This time, there is no need for Shi Liangcai's heroic story and Lao Gou's erotic speech. Everyone's time was bought back by others with their lives, and for every minute of delay, countless brothers fell under the guns of the little devils. In the face of distant lives, no one dares to speak lightly of exhaustion.

Four hills, more than 60 miles of sheep intestine paths, before noon was measured by the brothers with their feet. In a small forest in a mountain depression less than five miles away from the target, Lao Gou stopped the team again, "Hide, rest on the spot, and recover your strength." After dark, let's go the little devils! ”

"Hidden!" "Hidden!" Under the command of the low-ranking officers, the brothers quickly found a suitable hiding place and fell asleep. No one dares to make superfluous movements. When the sun set again, Lao Gou took several battalion commanders and company commanders and pushed the brothers up one by one, "eating, drinking, checking their guns and leggings........"

In order to avoid being heard by the devils in advance, Huang Chensong risked being blamed from above and sent a company of brothers to surround the entire front-line headquarters. Regardless of people, only allowed to enter, not to exit. The liaison officers of several other participating units had no objection to this. The fighting in the past few days has been full of evil methods, which makes everyone very suspicious of the eyes planted by the Japanese in the headquarters. Although everyone has no power to catch the ghosts, they still have the courage to bully and bully those clerical positions under him when Huang Shaohong is away.

After a hurried dinner, Lao Gou led more than a dozen backbone members of the army to slowly infiltrate forward under the cover of twilight. When you cross the last hill overgrown with miscellaneous trees, the walnut orchard is close at hand.

It wasn't dark yet, and it wasn't the best time to attack. While waiting for darkness, the officers began to observe the movement of the enemy troops at close range with the binoculars in their hands.

The little devil stationed in the walnut orchard obviously didn't hear any news, and through the high-powered telescope borrowed from Lao Gou, Zhang Songling could clearly see the devil's sentry wandering around boredly. Behind the sentinels were dozens of makeshift military tents. Many ammunition boxes that had not been delivered to the front line were piled up near the tents, stacked next to each other, like countless hills.

From time to time, there are small groups of devil soldiers who climb up the mountain road, walk near the tent, sit down to rest, drink water, and regain their strength. The complex terrain tosses the devils to the point of exhaustion. Untie the neckline one by one, and use the military hat as a fan to fan the wind desperately towards the neck.

From a higher place than the walnut orchard, there are people stumbling down. Most of them were Chinese people who were forcibly captured by the little devils, and a small number of them were North Koreans. The latter has been conquered by little devils for more than forty years and has long been accustomed to the life of a dog. When he saw a resting devil, he immediately bowed down and saluted. After straightening up, he quickly changed his fierce face and waved the wooden stick in his hand at the Chinese man.

"Grandma's, no wonder it's called a goryeo stick, it's just a beating!" Liao Wenhua, the commander of the second company, spat at the ground and scolded in a low voice. As the commander of a company, he also has a telescope in his hand, which is not as precise as Lao Gou's, but he can also see the behavior of the North Koreans in the distance clearly.

"Where, where, show me too!" Zhao Dafeng, the deputy of the third company, squeezed forward and stretched out his palm to Liao Wenhua with a smile. "I've seen the little devils, but I've only heard about the Goryeo sticks. Let me also open my eyes, open my eyes! ”

"Why don't you borrow it from your martial company commander?!" Liao Wenhua whispered, but he was very satisfied that the other party was looking for something to borrow from him first, instead of looking for Zhang Xiaofat. Shoved the binoculars over, and quickly added, "When you kill it later, don't show mercy to the Goryeo sticks." Those bastards are all dogs raised by little devils, but he bites whoever he bites! ”

There were several other backbones of the second and third battalions nearby, and they all put away their smiles when they heard Liao Wenhua speak seriously. I put the telescope on the branch of the tree and looked carefully in the direction of the walnut orchard, and soon I could see the appearance of the devil and the Korean servant clearly.

"Don't those Goryeo sticks look similar to us?" Zhao Dafeng was the first to end his observation, lying on the grass, and muttered in a low voice, "On the contrary, they are little devils, all of them are carrot legs, and they are not the same kind as us at first glance!" ”

"You still need to say it!" Liao Wenhua glanced at him and said in a low voice, "On the side of Fangshan, a company of the 30th Division suffered a loss from the Goryeo stick when it was fighting the baggage team that ambushed the devils. Looking at them looking like Chinese, I thought they were fellow villagers who were captured to work. I patronized and greeted the little devil, but I was shot black from behind by a Goryeo stick! Dozens of them fell on the spot, and almost gave an account to the entire company! ”

"Bastard!" Zhao Dafeng scolded again, and then frowned and asked, "But I watched it just now, and the little devils don't treat them very well!" What are they doing with their loyalty to the little devil? ”

"I'm used to being a minion!" Liao Wenhua shrugged his shoulders and replied casually, "It seems that their country was destroyed by little devils in the Qing Dynasty." I was ridden on my neck and every day, and after a long time, I didn't feel wronged! ”

Turning his head, he glanced at Zhang Songling, who was silent next to him, and suddenly felt a little weak in his heart, "Yes, Brother Zhang, was the country of the Goryeo stick destroyed by the devil during the Qing Dynasty, I don't remember it very clearly!" ”

"Company Commander Liao is right, North Korea was occupied by little devils during the First Sino-Japanese War. The Qing Dynasty also fought a naval battle with the little devils for the sake of North Korea, but it didn't win! Zhang Songling nodded and explained very carefully. It should be between 1894 and 1895, and since then, the North Koreans have followed behind the little devils and began to plague us Chinese! ”

When it comes to historical knowledge, Liao Wenhua can only listen. Several other backbone members of the spy group also put down their binoculars and slowly rubbed towards Zhang Songling's side, asking curiously while rubbing, "It's been so long, no wonder they are respectful to the little devil." They didn't resist themselves at that time, so they let the little devils destroy the country?! ”

This question stumped Zhang Songling. I thought about it for a while, but apart from one Ahn Joong-geun, I really couldn't think of other North Koreans who had resisted. I had to shake my head and answer with a smile: "There should be people who have resisted, but there are not many people who resist!" It wasn't in the book, and I haven't heard of it! ”

"How big is North Korea?" Wang Xuesong, the commander of the first company of the second battalion, thought about it and asked for advice in a low voice.

"It's about the same size as the three eastern provinces! At least equal to Liaoning plus Jilin! Recalling the middle school textbooks and extracurricular reading materials, Zhang Songling patiently responded to every question raised by everyone.

For him, it was a rare opportunity to communicate with everyone. It must be cherished. Otherwise, several colleagues would be like the brothers of the company, who were all pulled into the same party by Liao Wenhua, and he himself unknowingly became a passerby.

"What about little Japan?!"

"It's about the same, maybe a little smaller than North Korea!"

"It's just a little bit smaller!" Several company commanders were surprised by the smallness of Japan, and their eyes were full of confusion, "Japan is so small, it swallowed Korea, and then swallowed our three eastern provinces." Why are they so powerful?! ”

This question is beyond Zhang Songling's ability. After thinking for a long time, he replied in a deep voice, "The Japanese learned from Westerners early, have their own factories, and can build their own planes, tanks, and large ships. At that time, our country was ruled by the Manchus, who felt that these were things that were not available and refused to learn them. That's why Japan left it behind! ”

"Will Little Japan swallow us? Like they swallowed North Korea ?! ”

"Yes, can we win, Brother Zhang? You read a lot, and you told us, can our country beat Little Japan? ”

"Can you beat it?" "Can you beat it?" "Can you beat it?" For a while, Zhang Songling couldn't hear any other movement in his ears, turning over and over, all the same voice was echoing.

To be honest, Zhang Songlin himself was also very confused. This confusion is even deeper, especially after looking at the performance of the commanders of the Second World War zone in recent days. But he didn't dare to express the confusion in his heart. The head of the old Gou regiment was observing the enemy situation not far away, in case he heard it, Zhang Songling would definitely not be able to escape a scolding!

"Huh!" He chuckled dryly, trying to avoid the question. was looked at by the eyes of several colleagues, and his heart was empty. He was the youngest lieutenant in the Secret Service Corps, and his colleagues rarely treated him like a half-grown child when they were in ordinary interactions. The reason why everyone respects him is not only that he once followed Lao Gou and made great achievements, but more importantly, he is the most well-read person in the entire spy group, "full of economy"!

"Hehe, hehe..."At this moment, escaping is not the solution to the problem. As the good brother of the head of Lao Gou, Zhang Songling can't embarrass the latter. After laughing a few times in a row, he finally had a good idea, pointed at himself, and then pointed at Liao Wenhua, Zhang Dafeng and Wang Xuesong, etc., and affirmed with a smile: "Of course you can win!" At that time, there were few people in the whole of North Korea who resisted. But China, at least there are still us here! ”

Note: There is only one shift today. I'm sorry