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Chapter 4: Reunion (Nine)

"The First Cavalry Division, Commander Yan, has sent out the First Cavalry Division" Wang Zhi, the commander of the communications battalion standing beside Lao Qi, kept gasping for air, and the soldiers of the Jin Army chasing behind Zhao Tianlong were overwhelming, and the total number of people may exceed 5,000 Cavalry of such a large scale cannot be found in the entire sequence of the National Revolutionary Army, and in the Jin Sui system, only the old qualifications of following Yan Xishan's starting point can only be obtained by the newly formed Seventh Group Army of the National Revolutionary Army

"The First Cavalry Division, the First Cavalry Division, the First Cavalry Division, are here No, the goal of the First Cavalry Division is us" On the bridge of the Najin River, the soldiers of the First Cavalry Company who arrived first to open the way for the brothers of the whole regiment became a pot of porridge The First Cavalry Division is one of the best elites in the Jin Sui Department However, this elite is not here to kill the little devils Today, in full view of everyone, they raised their butcher knives to Zhao Tianlong and others A soldier of the guard squad had a slightly worse riding skill and was caught up by a small group of Jin troops who rushed to the front In a blink of an eye, it was cut into meat sauce The other two guard squads heard the miserable shouts behind them and turned around to fight Before he could raise the saber, he was drowned in a jungle of steel, and the blood stains reflected the sunlight and rose more than half a foot high

"Lao Tzu fought with you" Zhao Tianlong was so angry that his eyes were split, he turned his head, and pulled the trigger at the pursuers, "Ping Pong, Ping Pong, Ping Pong....." The two box cannons fired angry bullets, and the six Jin cavalry closest to him were ordered one by one

I didn't expect his marksmanship to be so accurate, and the pursuers behind him froze, taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Tianlong quickly turned the muzzle of the gun, and while shooting, he shouted at the other surviving brothers, "Don't fall in love, move closer to me, move closer to me, let's rush out together."

Four more cavalrymen of the Jin Sui Army were pushed off their horses by bullets The surviving soldiers of the guard squad took the opportunity to adjust their direction and quickly approached Zhao Tianlong's side, but before they could meet Zhao Tianlong, the Jin army behind them had already recovered their morale from the blow, raised their sabers high, and scrambled to pounce

"Ping Pong, Ping Pong...."The two box guns in Zhao Tianlong's hand opened their bows left and right, shooting the chasing cavalry one by one, but there were too many pursuers, and the two box guns could play a very limited role, and soon there was a clear sound of the firing pin hitting the air, and the magazine of the box gun was empty, and the enemy's saber was already close at hand

"It's a good time" Zhao Tianlong thrust the box cannon into his waist and took out his broad-backed machete The bridge of the Najin River was crowded with cavalry of the 93rd Regiment Even if he could rush over, he would not have a chance to cross the river safely Not to mention that at this moment, there was still half a class of brothers behind him

The other guerrilla fighters who came close also quickly drew their sabers and turned their mounts, they were all cavalry, and the cavalry could not leave their backs to their opponents, even if the opponents were a thousand times their number, and they were greeted only by the bright blades

"Enough seeds" The dozens of Jin troops who were chasing at the forefront were stunned again, and immediately slowed down, adjusted their formation, and prepared to wipe out Zhao Tianlong and the others in one fell swoop Just at this moment, a violent machine gun suddenly sounded on the bridge, "Dada, Dada, Dada....." The two crooked handles spat out angry fire snakes, and all the war horses surrounding Zhao Tianlong and others were knocked to the ground

"Don't fall in love with the war, cross the bridge quickly" Zhang Songling stood on the bridge with a crooked handle in his eyes, his eyes were blood-red In the Blackstone Guerrilla Brigade The closest to him was the little soldiers of the garrison squad Close enough that he could call out the nickname of each of them Know where everyone is from There are still a few people in the family However, these young and enthusiastic little guys were cut into meat sauce right under his nose Not by the little devil's knife but by his own compatriots The First Cavalry Division of the Seventh Group of the Jin Sui Army

"Cross the bridge, Captain Zhao, cross the bridge first, everyone survives first, and then you can find a chance to repay the blood debt" Next to the other crooked handle, the cavalry battalion commander Shao Yong was hoarse, and his face was full of tears He is a native of Shanxi Natural Jin In his blood, he has an inseparable sense of closeness to the First Cavalry Division However, when he saw that his partners who were fighting side by side died one by one under the knife of the First Cavalry Division, he could no longer suppress his anger and followed closely behind Zhang Songling and raised his machine gun

The other cadres and fighters of the 93rd Regiment were also indignant, and just two hours ago, these little guys from the guerrillas were squatting behind the same sandbag with the guys and killing the little devils, and now the 1st Cavalry Division is raising their butcher knives. Aren't those guys from the 1st Cavalry Division Chinese? Or did the guys kill the little devils by mistake before, so they deserved to be subject to military law enforcement in the 2nd Theater

"Get out of the way and take Captain Zhao and them," the voice of Qi Wei, the commander of the 93rd Regiment, resounded on the bridge and wept blood, "The machine gun company is deployed along the coast, the artillery company is deployed on the spot, all the light machine guns are loaded with bullets for me, aimed at the 1st Cavalry Division, if they dare to take another step forward, they will surprise them for me."

The brothers of the 93rd Regiment near the bridge raised their weapons and aimed at the opposite side of Zhao Tianlong and the others, and the heavy machine guns were quickly set up on the east bank of the river, and the Soviet-made Type 09 mountain guns took off their armor and aimed at the bridgehead, and dozens of crooked handles and grenadiers all pointed at the 1st Cavalry Division without hesitation, ready to spew out the anger of revenge at any time

A sense of grief and indignation suddenly rose from both sides of the Najin River and rushed straight to the bullfight, and the cavalry of the Jin army, who had been chasing and killing like child's play, turned their mounts one after another and retreated, and farther away, thousands of cavalry rushed up and gathered together with the retreaters, slowly spreading out the formation along the river beach, and the snowy blades were densely packed, like the teeth of the devil sticking out his lips

In the face of thousands of enemy troops, Zhao Tianlong still did not retreat Half a step Sitting straight on the back of the yellow fat horse, the steel knife in his hand was raised high He is Zhao Tianlong Zhao Tianlong, the leader of the second squadron of the Blackstone Guerrilla Brigade His brothers are still lying under the enemy's hooves He must find the brothers and return to the team together, even if they are crushed together

The cavalry on the opposite side did not immediately attack, and after arranging the formation, they quickly divided a passage There was a white and clean guy who rode out on a tall horse, and he didn't even look at Zhao Tianlong, who was immediately swordsman, and shouted straight to the crowd on the bridge, "It's the Ninety-third Regiment on the other side, please come out and speak I'm Zhao Rui, I've been waiting for your department here for a long time on the orders of Commander Yan."

"It's the Ninety-third Regiment on the other side, I'm Zhao Rui, I've been waiting here for a long time on the orders of Commander Yan," dozens of Jin soldiers tore their throats together and repeated Zhao Rui's voice over and over again

"Zhao Rui" Regiment Commander Lao Qi was stunned, and a familiar face quickly flashed in front of his eyes One of the favored young Zhuang faction officers of Commander Yan who was born in a professional class was a regimental staff officer He didn't have any memorable combat exploits and no experience in fighting with independent commands, but he didn't know when he had climbed to the position of division commander and left him far behind

Whether to go to see him or not For a while, the regiment commander Qi Haosheng hesitated to start a war with the First Cavalry Division, and his side had no chance of winning However, the brothers of the guerrillas were hacked to death by the First Cavalry Division indiscriminately Several times When he got a step, he immediately went over to catch up with Zhao Rui It was too cold

Just as he was hesitating, a reminder from Wang Zhi, the commander of the communications battalion, suddenly came to his ears: "Regiment Commander, the Morikawa Wing is behind us, less than half a day's away."

"Ah, I know" Lao Qi was stunned, and the expression on his face became more and more hesitant With the help of the traitor, the Morikawa Wing has been biting behind the 93rd Regiment, and the distance between the two sides has not exceeded 100 miles at most, If the 93rd Regiment does not hurry up and cross the river, even if the 1st Cavalry Division on the opposite side does not move, it will have to end up with the destruction of the whole army

"Tuanzao, should we first negotiate with the person opposite What happened just now Maybe it was a misunderstanding As far as I know, Senior Commander Zhao is not the kind of person who is not emotional" A staff officer took the opportunity to step forward and tentatively proposed to Lao Qi Although his voice was not high, it was "coincidental" that Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang could hear it

"Yes, the snipe and the clam are competing for the fisherman's profit, and now if you fight with the first riding division, it will only be cheaper little devil!"

"Yes, how can I say that our Jinsui is also a family, and Senior Commander Zhao may not be willing to offend you and Commander Fu too much" The other staff officers spoke one after another, persuading Lao Qi to take a step back from various angles, and the sea and the sky \

"You ......!" Zhang Songling turned his head and glared at everyone fiercely, but the reprimanding words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't shout out loud No wonder the staff officers of the 93rd Regiment have illusions After running around on the grassland for so long, both the Blackstone Guerrilla Brigade and the 93rd Regiment have already become the end of the crossbow, while the 1st Cavalry Division on the opposite side is waiting for work The strength is three times more than this side This battle did not wait for the start of the battle You can already see the end clearly

"Captain Zhao, you come back first, let's organize the team first, this account will be calculated with the first cavalry division slowly, and then slowly settle with the first cavalry division" Fang Guoqiang was also angry, however, he knew that this was definitely not the time to have a dispute with the 93rd Regiment Without the cooperation of the latter, the Blackstone guerrillas had no strength to resist the crazy attack of the 1st Cavalry Division, even if they fought with the other party, there was no possibility

After hearing his own order, Zhao Tianlong was stunned and quickly turned his head He saw the hesitation on the face of Regiment Leader Qi and the anxiety on Fang Guoqiang's face But what he could see more clearly was the anger in the eyes of the brothers Most of the cavalry of the guerrillas were taught by him It was his robe and his disciple The disciple was cut into meat sauce by someone else's knife How could he, as a master, be indifferent How could he turn a blind eye to the bright red bloodstains

"Brother Long, come back, this account will be settled with the First Cavalry Division sooner or later," Zhang Songling quickly weighed the importance of the situation, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted word by word, Revenge must be avenged, but it should never be reported at this time If you fight with the First Cavalry Division at this moment, it will only be cheaper for the chasing Kawada United, so as a member of the Blackstone Guerrillas, he must endure it, even if he endures his heart like a knife

Hearing Zhang Songling's relenting mouth, the regiment leader Elder Qi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly cleared his throat, and added loudly, "Captain Zhao, you withdraw first, let me ask the origin of the first cavalry division, rest assured, I will definitely give an explanation to the dead brothers, I swear."

"You call me" Zhao Tianlong turned a deaf ear to his words, just looked at Zhang Songling in a daze, and the gaze in his eyes became cold a little bit, "You called me back, Captain Zhang, you really called me back, did you see what they did just now, did you really see the fuck clearly?"

The last two sentences He almost shouted out Zhang Songling was asked and his heart was bleeding constantly, but he had to grit his teeth and hold on, "Captain Zhao, enter the ranks, your reconnaissance mission has been completed, I order you to join the ranks immediately."

"You're .......!" Zhao Tianlong was stunned, his face was full of disbelief, and the gaze in his two eyes instantly dimmed, and instantly became like dead ashes

"Captain Zhao" Fang Guoqiang walked out of the crowd quickly, stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Tianlong's horse's head, he knew what the other party was like, but he had to pull the yellow fat back to Lao Qi and the two sides of the confrontation to create a possibility of "eliminating misunderstandings".

"...... you?" Zhao Tianlong was stunned again, lowered his head, and blood slowly oozed from his two eyes

"Captain Zhao, go back and take revenge, let's all go together" Fang Guoqiang pulled the reins of the war horse again and advised in a low voice, he was afraid that Zhao Tianlong would be stubborn at a critical time, delaying the opportunity to "eliminate the misunderstanding" However, this time, Zhao Tianlong did not make any resistance, put away the knife, and let him pull himself in any direction

"Captain Zhao, don't worry, Qi swears to the sky that if you have a chance in the future, you will definitely find out the guy who ordered to hunt you down just now and dismantle it in eight pieces" The regiment leader Lao Qi, who was slowly walking forward surrounded by guards, felt uncomfortable in his heart, and turned his head at the moment when he passed by Zhao Tianlong, and promised in a low voice

"You ......!" Zhao Tianlong still replied with a question, slowly shaking his head, and suddenly, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly from his mouth and nostrils, dyeing the front half of the yellow fat horse's body as red as fire