It was not yet dawn, and it was pitch black outside the carriage, and the dark sky swallowed the earth, and there was not a trace of light to be seen. Yan Shijun withdrew his gaze from the vents of the carriage, turned around and sat down against the carriage. The air in the carriage was terrible, full of the pungent smell of urine, sweat, and feet. This is a stuffy tank carriage with additional hanging, and Yan Shijun knows that there are 5 more carriages behind them in a carriage like theirs. Each stuffy tank car was filled with dozens of soldiers, but they were only dressed in freshly issued American military uniforms, and were not issued with guns and equipment. They were all transferred out of Kunming, and after a simple training in Lamgar for less than a month, they were hurriedly sent to the stuffy tank car, where they went, no one knows, they can only follow the train to that and that.

The train kept clattering, and only when adding water and coal did a few heavily armed and grim-faced soldiers open the carriage door, temporarily breathe, and change the commode by the way. It has been three days since each person had two packs of compressed biscuits and a pot of cold water per day, and this was how Yan Shijun and the others survived.

"Hey, reader, where do you think we're going?" Tian Mengzi, who woke up, touched Yan Shijun with his foot. Tian Mengzi, who was full of tendon meat, occupied a corner of the carriage, and his body of more than 1.8 meters posed in a big character, lying solidly in the already not spacious carriage. In the army, fists are everything, Tian Mengzi can be beaten and beaten, and during the training, he was arranged to be the squad leader of Yan Shijun and his group, with dozens of people under his hands.

They are all supplementary soldiers, and they all have to be added to other troops, so the squad leader has more people in charge than the platoon commander in the army. Tian Mengzi is obviously not a guy who can manage people, everything is talked with his fists, and he almost beat the class. Tian Mengzi was born in a crop, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, Tian Mengzi is still very polite to someone like Yan Shijun who wears glasses and looks like Sven.

Tian Mengzi is a native of Sichuan, and when the Sichuan army left Sichuan, Tian Mengzi fled to Yunnan in order to escape the arrest of Ding. But before he could give birth for a few years, he was arrested again and sent to Lamgar. Yan Shijun disagrees with Tian Mengzi's statement that he is from Sichuan, at least Yan Shijun has never seen a figure like Tian Mengzi among Sichuan people.

Yan Shijun was not arrested to join the army, he volunteered to join the army and came to Lamgah. Yan Shijun, who studied in the Department of Foreign Languages of Tsinghua University, fled with his family to Kunming to escape the war. When I was wandering on the streets, I was attracted by the notice of the expeditionary force's conscription, so I joined the army in a daze. As a result, he was sent to Ramga by plane, and he was trained by a blonde foreigner for a month, and now he was stuffed into a stuffy tanker like Tian Mengzi, and he didn't know what the hell he was thrown to.

"It's here, it's here, it's time to get off, it's time to get off" The guards who escorted the car tapped the carriage with the butts of their guns, and they simply jumped into the carriage in a hurry, kicking the still sleepy reinforcements with their military boots. The supplementary soldiers, who were thrown out of the car by the guards like chickens, stood timidly together, and the bold guys looked around at their surroundings. Yan Shijun was one of them, and he was always thoughtful, and he was looking at the freight cars in front of him. A group of dark-faced Indians were unloading the truck, and many wooden boxes were being removed one after another, and Yan Shijun guessed that they must be weapons and ammunition.

A guard led a few officers with big shoulders and round waists to come over, and the guards pointed at Yan Shijun and them, "Stationmaster Xie, that's them, there are 240 people in total, all here, this is the roster" A leading fat officer took the roster and ordered the officers who followed him to separate Yan Shijun and them according to 40 people per team. After some roll call, the stationmaster surnamed Xie confirmed that the number of people was correct, and handled the handover with the guards.

"Wait here and somebody will come and pick you up. If you don't have an order, you are not allowed to run around, otherwise the military law will deal with it" Station Commander Xie showed a hint of ruthlessness on his fat face, which made some timid reinforcements take a step back in unison. Apparently pleased with the performance of the replenished soldiers, Commander Xie asked for some food and water, and turned to supervise the Indians to unload the truck.

Yan Shijun held a pack of compressed biscuits in his hand but didn't eat it, pulled an officer and asked anxiously, "Sir, we have been replenished to that unit, is it the 38th Division?" "Yan Shijun came to join the army for the 38th Division, because their division commander was Sun Liren, who had studied in the United States, and fought the Japanese army in the first expedition to Burma.

The officer who was pouring water for everyone smiled, "It's not the 38th Division, you have to go to the advance camp, someone will come to pick you up later, wait for it first" "Advance camp? Yan Shijun was sure that when he was in Ramgarh, he had never heard of such an army. Xu saw the unwillingness on Yan Shijun's face, and the officer smiled and quipped, "What's the matter, you're still a little unwilling." Do you know how many people want to go to the advance camp? Lao Tzu wants to go, but people don't want it, Mom's, Lao Tzu also killed the little devil."

The officers' complaints were heard by the recruits, who gathered around them and asked them to tell them about the advance camp. Tian Mengzi also lit a cigarette for the officer, "This advance battalion actually has other names, some are called officer battalions, and there are dozens of lieutenants among them alone. And one of the loudest names, do you want to know? The officer with the cigarette in his mouth hung the appetite of the soldiers, and all he looked at was not to continue.

"The loudest name of the advance battalion is called the dog battalion," the officer saw the disapproval on the faces of the recruits, and angrily knocked a few blows on their heads, "You know a fart, that dog battalion is not a curse. When your battalion commander Zhao Zhi crossed the Savage Mountain, he was called a dog's head by his subordinates, and the guys under his command all claimed to be dogs. These people have walked twice in the Savage Mountain, and they have killed more of the little devils than they can count. Do you know how many of them there are? There were less than 50 people, and when they were holding Liedo, there were only 200 people, and they fought for two days and one night against nearly 1,000 Japanese troops. The blood stained all the rivers of Ledo red, and I had a brother from the same country, who died in the battle."

"The guys in the advance camp who can call dogs are all capable people, and they are all guys who have fought all the way back against the Japanese army. You don't believe it, I'll tell you what you're talking about," the officer patted the ashes on his buttocks, carried the empty bucket and hummed a little song, and walked away leisurely. The recruits looked at the officer's back, and no one spoke. "Ball, I think he lied to us, that dog battalion is so powerful" Tian Mengzi's thick voice woke up the replenishers in a sluggish state, and they gathered together in twos and threes, talking about what the officer said about the advance battalion just now.

"Reader, do you think it's true or not?" Tian Mengzi came to Yan Shijun's side and asked anxiously. This little four-eyed head is very useful, and he is a well-informed reader, and when Tian Mengzi doesn't understand, he looks for Yan Shijun. "It's hard to say, let's take a look before we talk" Yan Shijun said lightly, already sure in his heart that what the officer said was true. Officers who did not know each other would not deceive them, who were about to enter the advance camp, to play, and it would not do him any good.

Just as everyone was gathering to talk nonsense, a jeep drove up from outside the train station, and the roar of the car and the sound of the horn attracted the reinforcements to look at it in unison. A round short and fat officer got out of the jeep, pulling Stationmaster Xie to the side and biting his ear, Yan Shijun clearly saw that the officer secretly stuffed Stationmaster Xie with a gold bar. "Haha, it's easy to say, your brother has spoken, why can't you do it. I'll leave you a carriage, but you can arrange the people who load the car yourself, and you also know that these Indians are not tight-mouthed" Stationmaster Xie's loud voice made Yan Shijun hear it clearly. He was sure that the two of them must be doing something, or they wouldn't be so sneaky.

"By the way, Lamgar sent a supplementary soldier today, 240 people, saying it was for you, you can take it back together" Stationmaster Xie patted the officer's shoulder, his attitude was very enthusiastic. The officer squinted his small eyes and looked at the reinforcements a few times, pursed his lips, and lazily shouted to the back, "Dog day Xiucai, have you woken up, come down to work"

"Coming, coming, dying," with an equally lazy voice, a shirtless young man stepped out of the back seat of the jeep. There was a dagger stuck in the shiny military boots, a pistol hung loosely on the waist, and the military jacket was casually put on the shoulder. Touching the shaved shiny bald head, Xiucai greeted Stationmaster Xie with a smile on his face, obviously very familiar with each other.

"Is there a leader? came out and replied, "Xiucai was wearing a military uniform and shirt while looking at the quail-like reinforcements. "Lao Xie, what does this give us? Why does this look like a child who hasn't grown up? Xiucai fiddled with a few obviously small recruits in the queue, who looked like they were only 18 or 19 years old. The reinforcements who were touched by Xiucai lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Xiucai, their eyes were full of confusion and horror.

The rank of second lieutenant on the collar of Xiucai's military uniform made Tian Mengzi, who wanted to shout, shut up, this guy was not beaten by an officer in Ramga, he was afraid of an officer. Yan Shijun stepped forward with courage and gave a military salute, "Report to the chief, we are ordered to come from Ramgarh to replenish the troops, a total of 240 people."

"Private?" Xiucai looked at the bespectacled senior soldier in front of him, "Have you read a book?" ”

"Yes, before joining the army, I was a student of Southwest Associated University" Yan Shijun heard Xiucai's Beiping accent, "The chief is from Beiping?" My family is from the south of Beiping."

Xiucai paused for a moment, did not speak to Yan Shijun again, but stood on a high place and looked at the 240 reinforcements, "Less than 10 miles west from here, is our camp. Just follow our rut marks in a while" Leaving the replenishers who looked at each other, Xiucai lazily nestled in the back seat of the jeep, facing the sky and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Lao Xie, I heard that you have an American-style 03 sniper rifle in your warehouse, bring it to me to take a look" The rich man grinded the stationmaster Xie, which was the main reason why he came to the train station this time. Uncle Guo's British sniper rifle bullets are too difficult to get, unlike the American 03 sniper rifle, its bullets can be used with Garand. Uncle Guo's riflemen suffered a lot of losses in successive battles with the Japanese army, and wanted to get a few more sniper rifles to expand the rifleman squad. However, the command only gave a few American-style sniper rifles, and now some riflemen are still using British-made sniper rifles.

"That's not going to work, there are only 10 in the storehouse, and that's for the engineer regiment. This is a special greeting from above, don't you dare to joke" Stationmaster Xie heard that the wealthy was going to hit those sniper rifles, his face was bloodless, he shook his head again and again, and the fat on his face was shaken.

"Look at your useless appearance, then forget it, I'll go first. Our truck will come in the evening, and I will come when the time comes, I still have a bottle of foreign wine, and we will have a good drink at night" The rich man greeted the stationmaster Xie, and got into the jeep and was about to leave the train station.

"Wait," a voice shouted. The sudden voice behind him made the rich man and Xiucai turn their heads in unison and look over.

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