People in the world often say that "the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road", but how many people have seen the bloody scene of a narrow road meeting? How many people understand the cost of being brave?

The sound of killing gradually quieted down, the battle was over, and the corpses in the Qujia Village stronghold were piled up, the smell of blood was in the nose, and the wails came and went.

"Puff ......"

The veterans brandished bayonets and began to mend their knives, and the hastily arrived stretcher teams were busy treating the wounded and carrying the remains.

The recruits who saw blood for the first time also slowly woke up from the frenzy, some fell to the ground and lost their souls, some were holding the corpse and crying bitterly, and some were lying in the corner retching repeatedly...... Although they have long heard of the cruelty of war, it is still unbearable to see it with their own eyes!

"Move, if you don't want to die, let Lao Tzu move......"

The officers of the second battalion roared at the recruits, looking irritable, perhaps, only irritable can hide their grief at the moment, "Take the wounded brothers and prepare to retreat!" ”

Retreating?

All the recruits were stunned, and they all looked at their superiors, "Why are you leaving?" ”

It took a long time to knock down the stronghold, why did you have to withdraw?

"It's an order!"

Some of the officers threw down a sentence irritably and went to work.

"The big army of the little devils will be coming soon,"

Some officers explained softly, looking lonely, "You can't take advantage of hard work." ”

In the winter offensive, the Fourth Army and the Second Theater of Operations flanked the Yuncheng Japanese invaders in the north and south, and as soon as they achieved some successes, they were made to waste their previous achievements by Xiao Chu's stupid move, and failed to hurt the foundation of the 37th Division.

Sixty-six departments evacuated one after another, leaving behind the corpses of the little devils on the ground and piles of bonfires that were about to burn out.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

With a loud bang, several fortresses were reduced to ruins.

"Withdraw!" Zhang Haofeng saw the fireworks rising on the hillside, turned his head and left, "Three fat, go to the bald head ridge for a run, let the brothers cheer up...... The little devil could chase after him at any time! ”

Bald Ridge is the low ridge that Li Siwei took Zhang Haofeng and others to that day, and later, the engineer company arranged a stone on it and named it.

The night was dark, and there was silence on the bald head ridge, and Gu March came up with two entourages and went straight to the back of the ridge.

"Gu Platoon Leader," a figure popped out of the darkness, rubbing his hands in a cold breath, but his voice was full of joy, "Succeeded?" We've heard the movement early in the morning......"

"It's done," Gu March patted the person on the shoulder with a smile, "Big eyes, hard work." ”

"What's the hard work?" Big-eyed and smiled, "As long as we can put the stone down, it's worth it for us to get some cold!" ”

"Okay," Gu Yueyue's expression changed, "The large army has withdrawn, as soon as the morning dawns, the big army of the little devils is likely to chase after them, and when the time comes, they may send people to search the mountains first......

Of course, this is only Li Siwei's speculation, and there is a lack of effective intelligence channels and rapid means of information transmission, and in many cases the enemy situation can only rely on speculation.

The first battalion was in Changyu, the third battalion was in Miaoling, and the second battalion and the troops directly under the regimental headquarters all went to Yuejialing, arranged their defenses, and waited for battle.

It's just that the morale of the second battalion made Li Siwei a little worried, and many recruits who participated in the war for the first time were obviously frightened!

Dog day!

Li Siwei walked to the defense line of the second battalion, and saw that the recruits neither rested nor spoke, but just gathered around the bonfire, all of them lost their souls, and couldn't help but curse secretly.

It is said that "the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road", but what is a brave man?

There is only one way to test whether a soldier is brave or not - to fight!

Soldiers who fight hard and do not retreat, and who can still move forward bravely in the next battle after experiencing bloody battles are the real braves!

These recruits have just experienced a bloody battle, but depending on their status...... Who can guarantee that they will still have the courage to participate in the next battle?

"Regiment commander," Luo Ping'an hurriedly greeted him with a few company commanders, with a wry smile on his face, "Brothers still have some ......."

"Lao Tzu knows," Li Siwei interrupted Luo Ping'an with an irritable wave of his hand, still looking at the recruits who were looking over here, "Sing to Lao Tzu!" ”

"Singing ......" all the generals were stunned, "What are you singing?" ”

"Just sing "The Ballad of Yellow Water" and sing "The Resentment of the Yellow River"!" Li Siwei turned his head and stared at the generals tightly, "Sing it to Lao Tzu, let them know why they are fighting!" ”

Chinese people are not warlike, but they are not afraid of war, but most of the time, they don't understand why they are fighting, or they forget what they are fighting for!

As an officer, you not only have to lead by example, but you also have to give them a reason to be willing to fight to the death with you!

"Yes!" The generals said yes and hurried away.

Li Siwei didn't follow, stood quietly in place, took out a cigarette, and smoked silently.

"Yes, we are the sons and daughters of the Yellow River!"

After a while, Luo Ping'an's voice sounded, although it was not as affectionate as the performers of the field work group, but there was a trace of indignation, "We have worked hard and are getting closer to victory day by day. But if the enemy is not destroyed, we will not be able to take refuge for a day. If you don't believe me, listen to the painful groans of the people in Hedong. ”

"The Yellow River flows to the east, and the river is ...... for thousands of miles"

The recruits were still stunned, but they heard that the officers and veterans had already sang, so they hurriedly followed, and they also sang decently, "The water is fast, the waves are high, and the galloping roar is like a tiger and a wolf." Canals were opened, embankments were built, and the east of the river became Pyongyang......"

With backward equipment and insufficient logistics, what can we rely on in the War of Resistance?

Only the indomitable spirit! A spirit as great and strong as the Yellow River!

Therefore, every song of the Anti-Japanese War was transmitted to the 66th Regiment, and Li Siwei would ask the soldiers to learn and sing as much as possible, sing it in the morning meeting, and sing it when they are free...... He believed that as he sang, someone would surely grasp the spirit.

"Since the devil came, the people have suffered......"

Hearing the singing of the 2nd Battalion, the special service company on the left flank and the engineer company on the right flank also sang along, but the momentum was even louder than that of the 2nd Battalion.

"Adultery, burning, and desolation......"

Hearing the singing of the two companies on both wings, they were about to compare the singing of one of their own battalions, and the soldiers of the second battalion were all anxious, and hurriedly sang even harder, "Caring for the old and the young, fleeing everywhere, losing my father and mother, and not being able to return to my hometown......

Singing and singing, all the soldiers have forgotten their love!

After singing the song "The Ballad of Yellow Water", how can the recruits still have a trace of lost soul?

"Friends! We're going back to our hometown! The hometown is too unspeakable! Who has no wife and children, who wants to be ravaged by the enemy......"

The night of the sting, it was as dark as ink, and the singing on the Yuejialing under the night was flying, as if to tear the night to pieces!

“…… You have to think about the terrible death of your wife and children! You have to settle this blood debt for me! You have to pay off this blood debt for me......"

The singing drifted in the night sky and gradually dissipated, but the blood in the hearts of the soldiers was already surging, all of them were indignant, and their eyes were resolute.

Luo Ping'an turned his head to look at Li Siwei, who nodded and continued to smoke.

"Brothers," Luo Ping'an looked back at the soldiers of the second battalion, his voice low and slow, "The little devil is here, the Northeast has fallen, Pingjin has fallen, and North China has fallen...... The people there live like pigs and sheep, because we didn't stop the little devils! ”

As he spoke, Luo Ping'an's voice became deeper and deeper, "In three or seven years, I followed the troops out of Qinchuan...... At that time, I was just like you a while ago, and I was called a majestic and high-spirited man! However, when I went to the battlefield, I was scared...... The little devil's plane flew in the sky, and the bombs fell like rain, and the brothers ...... as soon as they went up Half dead ......"

Luo Ping'an's voice choked, "But, the living still have to fight!" Our platoon leader's legs were blown up, and he said to us, 'Rush...... Brothers, rush to Lao Tzu...... Can't lose the face of the old Qin people'......"

The soldiers listened silently, and only Luo Ping'an's slightly crying low voice echoed in the trenches, "We have only been able to withstand for three days...... A battalion ...... There are less than a hundred people left who can stand up......"

"Later, we retreated," Luo Ping'an gently closed his eyes, tears sliding from the corners of his eyes, "There are brothers who cried and said, 'The brothers are all dead in vain, and they won't fight if they know it'......"

"If you don't fight, you can't do it!"

"Fight, even if you want to shoot, you have to fight!"

Before Luo Ping'an's words fell, the shouts rang out one after another, "As long as Chinese is not dead, we will be with the dog's day, and we will take revenge......"

"Yes!" Luo Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of excitement, "We must fight!" We have lost Northeast China, Pingjin, North China, and most of China...... The people there were scattered and went into exile...... Just because we couldn't stop the little devils, they are living like pigs and sheep! ”

As he spoke, Luo Ping'an's voice gradually became high-pitched, "If we lose Zhongtiao Mountain again, the people of Central Henan will also suffer, and the people of Sanqin will also suffer...... If we keep retreating, sooner or later, the people in the rear will also suffer, and the people of the whole of China will suffer...... So, we can't go back! ”

"Can't be returned!"

"Can't be returned!"

"No ...... refund"

The soldiers roared in agreement, and the passionate cries rose to the sky, shaking and shaking in the low night.

"Brothers!" Luo Ping'an waved his hand, his eyes swept over the soldiers, "I don't know why you joined the army, but you are now soldiers, and there are only two endings for soldiers on the battlefield: either kill your enemy, or be killed by your enemy!" ”

The shouts of the soldiers stopped abruptly.

"Killed your enemy, you are a hero," Luo Ping'an continued, his expression solemn and loud, "Killed by your enemy...... And if we don't win, then you can only turn into piles of bare meat like those little devils in the stronghold, and be thrown on the battlefield! ”

All the soldiers were chilled in their hearts, they had seen that scene with their own eyes!

Just after the battle, Li Siwei deliberately ordered all the little devils to be stripped of their clothes and equipment, so that these recruits could thoroughly see the cruelty of the war!

"Kill all the little devils, kill all the little devils......"

I don't know who shouted first, which caused all the soldiers to echo and murderous!

Who wants to die like those little devils?

"Good!" Luo Ping'an pressed his hands, and swept all the soldiers with blazing eyes, "Let's sleep well first, and wait for the little devil to come over, and don't be soft when the time comes!" ”

"Yes!" The soldiers made a promise.

Since you can't retreat, let's fight with all your might!

"Leader," Luo Ping'an finished speaking, and hurriedly walked over to Li Siwei, a little more energetic, "I ......"

"Very good," Li Siwei patted Luo Ping'an's shoulder vigorously, his face full of approval, "Ping'an, well spoken!" ”

As long as the recruits who have seen the blood regain their courage, they can grow into true braves!

Luo Ping'an smiled, "I also learned from you!" ”

"Turtle's," Li Siwei scolded with a smile, and his eyes swept over Huang Hua and Zhang Haofeng, who had just come over, "It's just in time, you guys have a good discussion...... Yuejialing will be handed over to you! ”

"Yes!" The three of them suddenly promised, "Commander, please rest assured, the little devil can't cross Yuejialing!" ”

Yuejialing was like a great enemy, but until the next night, there was no shadow of the little devil, according to the report of the special service company, the little devil collected the corpse in the Qucun stronghold and hurriedly retreated.

Don't...... The little devil has no plans to attack Yuejialing for the time being?

Li Siwei got the report, full of doubts, the little devil is in more trouble? Or is a bigger conspiracy brewing?

After returning to the regiment headquarters, Li Siwei asked Lu Tiesheng to contact the division headquarters, but he did not obtain useful information, so he had to order all the departments to wait for the reaction of the little devil.

After a few more days, the little devil still didn't move, and Huang Hua brought back the news, "The little devil has rebuilt the stronghold of Qujia Village and strengthened the defense, but there is still no movement......"

"It's good if there is no change!"

Li Siwei finally put his mind at ease, "The brothers just have their hands free to go to the ground......"

The corn seedlings have been bred and it's time to transplant.

For a time, there was a hot scene up and down the mountain, all the soldiers and villagers were busy together, and laughter and laughter were wafting in the station.

Since then, the Zhongtiao Mountain garrison has been engaged in a large-scale production movement that is not weaker than the rear, so much so that many years later, when many people mention the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, they will mention a strange appearance of the garrison, "one-third is farming, one-third is doing business......

However, in this barren Zhongtiao Mountain, how can you eat enough without production? How can you stop the little devil if you don't have a full stomach?

People are needed for arable land, people for transporting grain, people for grinding flour, people for carrying water, and people for collecting firewood...... The supply of oil, salt and non-staple food was also insufficient, and the soldiers had to venture through the blockade line of the Japanese invaders.

Of course, the 66th Regiment has just done a deal and returned with some oil and water, but it doesn't have to go to the enemy-occupied area to get oil, salt and non-staple food, but it will be sooner or later!

The 66th Regiment was in full swing, but Li Siwei's worries were increasing day by day.

I'm not afraid to fight happily, but I'm afraid of dragging!

Dragged and dragged ...... It may be dragged down!

You have to fight!

If the little devils don't call, the old men will call them......