Chapter Seven: Man Jianghong (Seven Times)

At noon the next day, Zhang Songling was woken up from a coma by a piercing engine roar. He struggled to open his eyelids and saw a clear blue sky. The October sun is not very poisonous anymore, but it is still a little itchy on the face. He tried to raise his hand and rub his eyes, but found that he was tied like a mummy, and his hands and body could not move at all.

"You're awake!" Before Zhang Songling could struggle, Liao Wenhua's familiar face had already appeared in front of him. With heartfelt surprise, and a bit of admiration that can't be concealed. "I thought you would have to sleep for at least two days and two nights, but I didn't expect to wake up in just over half a day. Drink some water and don't let yourself get thirsty! ”

As he spoke, he handed a huge kettle to Zhang Songling's lips. Zhang Songling couldn't raise his head at all, and it was very difficult to drink water with his face up. Liao Wenhua clumsily adjusted the position of the kettle, and accidentally spilled cold water all over his face!

"I'll do it!" Meng Xiaoyu snatched the kettle and pushed Liao Wenhua away. Then the other picked up Zhang Songling's head and put it heavily on his knees. The wound on Zhang Songling's body was torn, and his cheeks twitched in pain. But I was finally able to drink the water into my stomach smoothly, and I poured more than a dozen mouthfuls in one go, turned his face sideways, and gasped and said, "Thank you, thank you!" ”

Meng Xiaoyu glanced at him and threw the kettle to Liao Wenhua, "The canned meat is cold, so you have to use it hot." He just woke up, and after eating something cold, it would accumulate in his stomach! ”

"Alas, alas, I'm going to find a way to get hot!" Liao Wenhua dropped the Japanese canned food that was being opened, jumped up and looked around. There were a few trees nearby, but he didn't have the right tools to chop branches. Just as he was hesitating, the old Orion Meng Shan glanced at him and ordered in a rough voice: "I'll just go by myself, you guys are still waiting here!" ”

"Good! Then you're in for trouble! Liao Wenhua wished that someone would find dry firewood for you, nodded and agreed.

"Be careful---- Zhang Songling turned his head with difficulty, gasping and reminding, "Be careful of the devil's plane!" ”

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Liao Wenhua squatted down and looked at Zhang Songling's eyes with a smile, "The devil's plane has been busy all morning, and he is throwing cookies and canned food to the old gate!" I don't have time to deal with us! ”

"Oh!" Zhang Songling moved his head, his eyes a little dazed. He remembered that before he passed out, he was handing over the command of reinforcements to Wang Tiehan. What happened after that is completely unclear. And now, he intuitively judged that he and Liao Wenhua and the others were not in the Walnut Garden camp. Instead, it was on a rather steep hillside, resting against a few rocks.

"Therefore, the little devils on the gate have run out of ammunition and food!" Several other brothers from the secret service group came over and introduced Zhang Songling in a gossipy manner. "We blocked the Walnut Orchard camp, and the little devil's supplies can't be delivered. Can only be thrown with an airplane. ”

"From the morning until now, several waves have been thrown. Don't even bother to throw bombs at us! ”

"Just now there was a wooden box with a parachute that was blown by the wind next to the big trees above us and shattered. It's full of delicious food, and Lian Commander Liao picked up a lot of it! ”

"You guys didn't miss it!" Liao Wenhua was a little embarrassed and opened his throat to refute. "I picked up several jars of sugar, which were as thin as flour. When you have dry firewood, I'll boil you sugar water to drink! ”

The second half of the sentence with a flattering tone is obviously aimed at Zhang Songling. It's a pity that Zhang Songling is not very interested in sugar water, so he frowned a few times in succession, and asked hesitantly: "What about Captain Gou?" The brethren have been withdrawn from the walnut orchard?! ”

"Not yet!" Liao Wenhua shook his head and responded in a low voice. "They are still guarding the walnut orchard, and they say that they will completely annihilate the 20th Division of the little devils, so that we can continue to hold on for three whole days. Commander Gou is afraid that you won't be able to hold on, so let me take a few people and send you and the other two seriously injured back to the rear first! ”

"Oh!" Zhang Songling responded in a low voice, closed his eyes, and slowly digested all the information he had just received. This completely unconscious action made Liao Wenhua misunderstand, and his face turned red in an instant, "Yes, it was Captain Gou who ordered me to lead the team to send a few of you down, not my own request!" If you don't believe it, ask Xiao Zou, he was also forced by Captain Gou to carry the stretcher! ”

"Yes, it was Chief Gou who ordered a few of our generals." Another familiar face came to Zhang Songling's eyes, and he couldn't wait to explain to him. "The brothers all wanted to stay there and kill the devils, but the chief refused to let them. He said that he didn't know how long he had to hold on, and if it dragged on for too long, he was afraid, afraid that you wouldn't be able to hold on! ”

This person's name is Zou Ergou, Zhang Songling taught him how to throw a grenadier in the first half of the night yesterday, and he still has some impressions in his memory. "I didn't mean that!" This time, he grinned and explained with difficulty. accidentally pulled the wound, and it hurt like a knife.

"You guys don't tease him!" Meng Xiaoyu saw it in his eyes, his eyebrows immediately raised, and he shouted at Liao Wenhua and the others.

Only then did Liao Wenhua and others realize that Zhang Songling had just woken up, and his consciousness might not be very clear. He took a few steps back and smirked.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Songling hurriedly adjusted his facial expression and tried his best to pretend to be very confused. Deep down just now, he did suspect that Liao Wenhua was trying to use the excuse of "escorting" the wounded to smear oil on the soles of his feet. But that thought only flashed in his mind, and then quickly vanished. After all, he has seen Boss Liao's performance in the past few days, and his bravery is not inferior to that of any old man in the spy group.

When the attention was not attracted by Liao Wenhua and others, there was a very special smell, which quietly infiltrated Zhang Songling's nostrils. It's a bit like the smell of sweat on your clothes, but it's not very heavy, and it's not pungent. On the contrary, it smells good, at least ten times better than when Zhang Songling sweats himself.

He rolled his eyes suspiciously, trying to search for the source of the taste. saw the smooth neck of Meng Xiaoyu, the son of the old hunting tiger. It is a very soft wheat color, with a few beads of sweat hanging on it, and the sweat beads are further up, and there is a pointed chin, and there is no Adam's apple in the middle!

Zhang Songling's body suddenly froze, and he instinctively wanted to roll to the ground. Meng Xiaoyu also seemed to feel that something was wrong, and the hand that had been holding Zhang Songling's back quickly raised, lifted the young and shy boy away from his knees, and quickly threw it to the ground, "I'll help my father find dry firewood, you lie here honestly, don't move!" ”

Zhang Songling was thrown again, grinning in pain. Liao Wenhua and the others stepped forward with a grin, and before Meng Xiaoyu could go far, he couldn't wait to lower his voice and ask, "How is it, how did you feel just now, did you enjoy it?!" ”

"How does it feel?!" Zhang Songling was shy and anxious, staring at his eyes and pretending to be stupid. "I'm dying of pain, how many of you are embarrassed to laugh at me? While you were leaving, did the little devils attack the camp again? ”

"No, the little devil is not iron-clad, he tossed most of the night yesterday, where is the strength to continue to attack us today!" Knowing that Zhang Songling was taking the opportunity to change the topic, Liao Wenhua still followed his thoughts, thought about it, and replied with a smile.

"What did the boss say to Captain Gou? They asked the secret service group to hold on for another three days, but did Captain Gou really hold on for three days? Zhang Songling thought about it and continued to ask.

"What else can I say, please don't retreat from our secret service group!" Liao Wenhua thought about it, and his eyes were a little confused, "At about seven o'clock this morning, Deputy Commander Huang, who ran back to Taiyuan a few days ago, sent a very long telegram to our head Gou. It is said that the 79th Brigade and the Third Army have joined forces to defeat the little devil wing that broke into the pass, killed a devil wing captain surnamed Lideng, and won countless victories. (Note 1)

"The top unanimously believes that it was our spy group that cut off the supply line of the devils and played a huge role. Therefore, a large bounty was posthumously handed out, and all the brothers in the camp in Walnut Garden were divided according to their heads. ”

Swallowing lightly, he continued to add, "Captain Gou couldn't look at those rewards, but he couldn't stand the layers of the surname Huang. He also brought out what our Chief Sun had said, saying that at this moment, soldiers should pledge their lives to the country and not care about any personal gains and losses. As soon as Commander Gou heard this, he lost his temper and had no choice but to telegraph back that our special service group had suffered too much loss and might not be able to complete the task. After a while, Deputy Commander Huang sent a second telegram, promising that from today onwards, the brothers of our special service group would be rewarded with 15 yuan for every devil soldier killed, and the officers would be increased according to their ranks, and another 15 yuan would be added to each rank. If you can hold out until the end of the battle and not evacuate the position, everyone present will be rewarded with two hundred oceans. No matter the level! ”

"If I don't think that the escort is you, Brother Zhang, I am reluctant to leave! How good it is to stay in the walnut orchard, kill a few more of the little devils when they are sleepy and tired, and after this battle is over, the bounty alone will be enough to spend a lifetime! ”

"Thank you, Brother Liao!" Zhang Songling smiled and thanked Liao Wenhua in a low voice. Judging from the situation introduced by the other party, the Second Theater Command is really determined to fight the devil to the death this time. Otherwise, the bounty amount would not have been raised to such a high level. But can they hold on, Captain Gou? After all, the sneak attack on the devil artillery failed last night, and the special mission group was reduced by at least one more company!

In total, there are only more than 1,000 brothers, and they lost more than 100 when they attacked the Walnut Garden camp, and they lost more than 200 when they held their positions yesterday, plus the losses at night, and now Lao Gou has more than 500 brothers left in his hands. With a lone army with a scale of only about five hundred, continue to die on the lifeline of the devil, and after the entire battle is over, there are still a few people who can walk down alive!

The more she thought about it, the more worried Zhang Songling became. Although he did not know how to command a large army in battle, he really did not see any hope of a great victory in this kind of battle, where the objectives of the battle were vague from the beginning. Liao Wenhua's thoughts were not as pessimistic as him, and when he saw his sad appearance, he smiled and continued to add: "Are you worried about Captain Gou?" Don't worry, Deputy Commander Huang has already written the third telegram, and he has personally agreed, and he will immediately send two support troops to rush over from the back to cooperate with us. One is the 53rd Brigade of the Sichuan Army, and the other is the two regiments of the Tuba Road! ”

"Dirt Eight Road?!" Zhang Songling didn't believe his ears a little. According to the head of Lao Gou, Tu Eighth Road and the 26th Route Army are mortal enemies. Although they are now working together to resist Japan, can the two teams that once had a deep feud in blood come together, can they cooperate as tacitly as brothers?

"Don't look down on people!" Liao Wenhua misunderstood Zhang Songling's meaning again, and shook his head again and again. "Although people call it Tubalu, when they are fighting, they are clever. I was in ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps. Immediately after, Meng Laohan's father and daughter, who had gone to look for dry firewood, stumbled back, pointing to the hillside not far away, their faces as pale as snow.

"What's wrong?!" Liao Wenhua didn't care about chatting with Zhang Songling anymore, stood up, and watched in the direction of Meng Laohan's finger. I saw that there were shadows under the hillside, and there were dozens of guys with thatched helmets on their heads moving slowly like shell mantises. Everyone was covered with thatch, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't spot their whereabouts.

"Devil!" Without Meng Laohan answering, all the brothers gasped and gave an answer. Sneak attacks are not the exclusive specialty of the Special Service Corps, nor are small units interspersed behind enemy lines to attack key targets. Since the start of the war, the little devil has used these two tricks to sin the brother troops several times, and almost every time it has had a huge impact on the entire battle situation.

The little devils obviously also discovered Liao Wenhua and the others, and quickly untied the three or eight guns from their shoulders, divided into two groups and outflanked them. Can't leave a mouth alive, in order to complete the task, they have already killed a lot of Chinese, don't care about killing a few more.

It was too late to think about more things, Liao Wenhua picked up the Zhongzheng rifle from the stretcher, and quickly ordered: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Li and Lao Feng stay with me to stop the attack, and the rest of the people quickly leave here with Uncle Meng!" ”

"Yes!" The brothers who were called said yes and immediately dispersed to find a hidden location. Zhang Songling did his best, rolled on the ground a few times, put his hands out of the bandages, and shouted loudly: "Old Liao, you hurry up." I'll stay, I can't run at all, don't drag everyone down! ”

"You!" Liao Wenhua squatted down, looked at Zhang Songling's immature ground holes, and suddenly smiled mysteriously, "Brother, is the woman's place three holes, or two?" ”

Rise! Zhang Songling's face immediately turned red with shame, and he stammered and couldn't respond. Taking advantage of the moment when he was stunned, Liao Wenhua slapped him on the root of his neck.

"What are you going to do?!" , Meng Xiaoyu rushed forward like a female leopard, protecting Zhang Songling, who fell into a coma again. Liao Wenhua smiled as if he didn't see the hostility in her eyes at all, and continued: "Girl, I handed him over to you. As long as he can escape this catastrophe, let him be a brother or a husband in the future, you can choose for yourself! ”

Note 1: This is the true record of the Huang Chensong Brigade in history.