Chapter 302: We are from the Fifth War Zone.
"Comrade Zhao Shixun is an excellent soldier, and the reason why he said this is not because he is afraid of war. It's just that it is really not easy for the independent detachment to have today's development. And if we wipe out our foundations, then the base area we have built with great difficulty will be finished, I hope you can understand, chief of staff. ”
Seeing that Zhou Yu took the initiative to admit his mistake and gave him the stairs, although Xue Liqun was still dissatisfied with Zhao Shixun, he still chose to get off the donkey rationally.
After all, whether this mission can be completed mainly depends on Zhao Shixun and his soldiers. If the relationship between the two sides is stiffened because of a quarrel caused by disagreement, or even sabotages his mission this time, Xue Liqun is still unwilling.
Glancing at Zhao Shixun, whose eyes were red, and Zhou Yu, who also had a bad face, Xue Liqun coughed embarrassedly, and then slowly walked back and sat down.
"Well, I know it's not easy for you to build this team. Whether to go south or not, let's wait for He Zhendong to wake up and then discuss it....... ”
Seeing that Xue Liqun finally stopped talking, Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he almost tried his best to hold the angry Zhao Shixun.
Wiping his sweat, just as Zhou Yu was about to persuade Zhao Shixun to sit back, a guard suddenly ran in.
"What's the matter?"
Seeing Zhou Yu, the guards hurriedly stood up and saluted and said:
"Report instructor, Yang Yuanhua, commander of the third battalion of the 21st Regiment, is visiting, and people are waiting in the courtyard."
"Oh...... How did he come. ”
Looking out of the door suspiciously, Zhou Yu hesitated for a moment and asked the guards to invite people in.
……
Soon, with the sound of military boots stomping on the ground, Yang Yuanhua strode into the house.
After his eyes swept over the shattered teacup on the ground, Yang Yuanhua pretended not to see it
arched his hand and said with a smile:
"The bullet in our regiment's body has been taken out, and the contemptible people came late at night to thank you for your great kindness on behalf of our regiment."
"Battalion Commander Yang is polite, your army, like us, is an anti-Japanese team. We help each other very well, and we don't have to thank each other. ”
"Huh...... Chief of Staff Xue said it well, and the younger brother deeply agreed. ”
After a few more compliments, He Zhendong suddenly bowed deeply, and then said with a straight face:
"Chief Xue, I have a reluctant request here, I hope you don't refuse."
"Oh? What's up? ”
Looking at Xue Liqun, who was puzzled, Yang Yuanhua hesitated for a moment, and then said with a little embarrassment:
"Chief Xue, we still have more than fifty wounded soldiers in the town, and the brothers heard that there are doctors in the Eighth Road, so they all came to me and begged me to see if I could let Dr. Shao show them the ......."
"Oh...... what's this, we, like Doctor Shao, are here to help your army.
In this case, let Dr. Shao rest for the night, and then wait for early tomorrow morning, and you can just let the wounded come over. ”
"yes, that's great! Thank you, Chief Xue, thank you, Chief Xue!
Rest early, and the contemptible people won't bother....... ”
After sending Camp Commander Yang away, Xue Liqun went straight back to his bedroom.
After Xue Liqun left, Zhou Yu returned to the living room, looking at Zhao Shixun, who was sitting sullenly on the chair, Zhou Yu walked over and picked up the fragments of the teacup on the ground.
"Lao Zhao, I know that you have a fire in your heart, but Chief of Staff Xue is, after all, our direct superior, and he is the commissioner of this mission.
Didn't the commander say in the warrant that we must cooperate with the commissioner's work, so I hope you understand. ”
Listening to Zhou Yu's heartfelt words, Zhao Shixun stared at the teapot on the table for a while, then stood up with a long sigh.
"Old Zhou, I understand what you mean...... I'm going out to check the post, you can rest first. ”
……
The next day, nine a.m.
Walking on the snowy mountain road, Deng Chun tightened the mink scarf around his neck, took out a small wine jug from his arms and unscrewed it and took a sip.
"Fuck it...... This rich man's good wine is strong enough, and the whole body of Lao Tzu who drinks it is hot. ”
Hearing Deng Chun's praise, a soldier with a pimple face on the side immediately leaned over and said with a lewd smile:
"Brother Chun, no matter how good this wine is, can it still be as strong as that little girl?!"
Hearing this, he looked at his subordinates with a faceless face, and Deng Chun immediately laughed.
"Nonsense! Of course, there is no comparison with that little girl...... you don't know, this rich bed warmer is the most powerful woman.
How to describe it.......
By the way, with your short life, she can suck you dry in one night, believe it or not. ”
"Ahh Hehe, then I can't wait to ......, don't you say that there is a sentence, let the peach blossom tree die, and be a ghost is also romantic! It's a pity that I don't have your life as a company commander. ”
Hearing this, Deng Chun sucked the faint rouge smell on the mink scarf neck, and then shook his head helplessly.
"Come on...... That little girl is already my uncle's thing, let's not think about it anymore. ”
Just last night, Deng Chun transferred the little wife of the maintenance chairman of Lishan Town that he had captured to his superior, his distant uncle Deng Yong, in exchange for his position as a company commander.
Although he was a little unbearable in his heart, in Deng Chun's opinion, this woman is the clothes on a man's body, and the so-called old does not go to the new. Besides, although the little girl worked the bed, she still had a pair of broken shoes after all, so he didn't hesitate to wear them one more time.
Thinking of this, Deng Chun looked at the bare mountains and rivers around him, and then shouted loudly:
"Brothers, give me more strength, and when I get to the Yellow River, Lao Tzu will reward me with a piece of the ocean."
"Brother Chun is bright! Guys work hard! ”
With the stimulus of the money, the soldiers of the twenty-first regiment of more than sixty immediately howled, and their steps became faster.
Just a few hours ago, Deng Yong didn't know where he learned the news that He Zhendong intended to cross the Yellow River south and evacuate, knowing that he didn't expect much more from the Japanese, in order to show his face in front of He Zhendong, he actually sent a small team to the south to explore the way, and his cheap nephew Deng Chun was the head of this army.
In order to make He Zhendong change his opinion of himself, Deng Yong specially told Deng Chun that he must find a hidden path that can avoid several puppet army turrets along the way, and must not take the main road!
In this way, Deng Chun followed his uncle's instructions and deliberately shuttled on the mountain path, trying to bypass a few turrets on the main road.
Sure enough, from five o'clock in the morning to now, four hours have passed, and Deng Chun and they still haven't encountered any obstacles.
It is estimated that there will be at most three hours to reach the vicinity of the Yellow River, and Deng Chun, who has been safe all the way, is also in a good mood. After getting drunk, he thought about the little girl who made him unsatisfied, and the route under his feet began to slowly break away from the mountain path and gradually walked on the main road.
Just as they entered a wide river valley, a dense burst of gunfire suddenly tore apart the snowflakes flying in the air, breaking the winter silence.
Puff puff......
With the sound of bullets entering flesh, a dense stream of bullets from nowhere plowed a blood-red mark on the hard earth, knocking an unprepared soldier of the 21st Regiment to the ground.
Suddenly attacked, Deng Chun and they were immediately blinded, and after leaving more than 20 corpses, Deng Chun and them plunged into a nameless valley beside them under the threat of the opponent's bullets.
However, not long after they ran into the valley as if they were desperate, they realized that they had taken the wrong path.
Under the sun, looking at the steep mountain wall in front of him, Deng Chunfang almost didn't slap himself hard.
"Grandma's! Dead end ahead! Hurry back! ”
……
Da Da Da ...... Da-da-da-da!
A moment later, when he saw five or six of his subordinates once again being swept to the ground by the accurate and dense rain of bullets, Deng Chun suddenly felt a chill rush to his head.
As soon as his legs and feet were weak, he could no longer suppress the panic in his heart, and lay directly on the cold snow, never daring to make the slightest movement.
"Company commander...... We've got people stuck in the valley! What to do? ”
In the face of the bullets whizzing straight on the skin of the brain, several almost frightened subordinates crawled to Deng Chun's side with their hands and feet, pulling each other to shout hysterically.
"Draft Uncle...... Lao Tzu is not a god, what can Lao Tzu do? ”
Just as Deng Chunqi was scolding, on the ridges on both sides of the valley, dozens of earthy yellow figures gradually appeared in the sunlight and quickly walked down.
Seeing that someone was coming around, Deng Chun and his party in the valley were even more panicked. Some people tried to run, but as soon as they stood up, they were knocked to the ground by accurate bullets. After three deaths in a row, the remaining soldiers completely gave up the idea of fleeing.
The strength and ruthlessness of the enemy have completely broken the will of these soldiers. At this time, they would rather lie on the cold snow and wait for fate to arrange it, rather than have the slightest resistance.
"Huh...... That's not right...... This is the national army? Isn't this our own? ”
Listening to the doubts of the soldiers around him, Deng Chun, who was lying on the ground waiting for death, quickly raised his head and squinted at the sun.
Struggling to adapt to the bright light, Deng Chun looked at the black shadows swaying in the sun, and his heart was also stunned.
"Hell, these guys are really the national army...... Could it be that the national army has crossed the river? ”
Looking at a group of soldiers of the national army wearing Tony helmets in the distance, Deng Chun suddenly had a feeling of being in a desperate situation.
"Grandma's...... Lao Tzu thought he was surrounded by little devils, but it turned out that he was his own person. ”
After muttering a few words, Deng Chun immediately bowed up carefully and shouted at the mountain.
"Hey......! Brothers on the mountain, don't shoot, I am from the 21st Regiment of the newly formed Fifth Brigade of the National Army, and I am my own ......! Don't shoot, we're our own people! ”
With Deng Chun's shouting, the gunshots that were still shooting sporadically finally stopped completely.
Not long after, with a creaking footsteps, a strong black shadow blocked in front of Deng Chun and stretched out a hand to help him up.
"Brothers, get up, we are from the Fifth War Zone, and when we see that you don't have the blue sky and white sun emblem on your hat, we will treat you as a puppet army."
…… To be continued, thank you for your support, thank you for your monthly pass!
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