Chapter Seventy-Three: Gambling

After spending Chinese New Year's Eve at the Lu family, Zhang Ziwen took Ma Xiaobao on the morning of the first day of the new year to prepare to take the train south along the Guangdong-Han Railway to Pingjiang, if there is no problem the second day of the junior high school can arrive, the train can already be sixty or seventy miles an hour after the rectification, from Wuhan to Yueyang is only more than 300 kilometers, how can the second year of the junior high school also arrive.

"Qingman, this is for you."

Zhang Ziwen took out the three-color jade bracelet he bought, and gave it to Lu Qingman when he left, which he had already thought about.

Lu Qingman happily took the bracelet, and Zhang Ziwen's wood finally opened up for a while.

"Qingman, Xiaobao and I have to catch the train, so let's go first."

Zhang Ziwen didn't wait for Lu Qingman to wake up from the joy and dragged her into the mood of parting, Lu Qingman, who was happy just now, suddenly had a crying face, Zhang Ziwen saw it, but a soldier has the duty of a soldier.

After the third year of junior high school, the teaching brigade attended classes normally, and Zhang Ziwen attached great importance to this opportunity to learn, because after the New Year, the recruits from Guizhou will come to Pingjiang, and the teaching brigade will resume its original establishment at that time.

"Ziwen~"

Lu Qingman couldn't resist the sadness of parting, and took the initiative to throw herself into Zhang Ziwen's arms, Ma Xiaobao and others looked at the sky and saw nothing, Zhang Ziwen hugged Lu Qingman, and the two hugged each other tightly.

Because Lu Qingman and Zhang Ziwen delayed the time, in the end, Xiao Quan had to let people send Zhang Ziwen and Ma Xiaobao to the station, because the car was fast, and Zhang Ziwen had not yet arrived at the departure time when he arrived at the station.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were still many people in the station, and the station that should have been empty was full of not businessmen or relatives, but refugees with large bags and small bags, dragging their families with them.

Ma Xiaobao went to buy tickets, and Zhang Ziwen planned to ask where such villagers came from.

"Big brother, come and smoke a cigarette."

Qian Wenjing, who had been on the road for more than ten days with a scumbag on his face, took the cigarette and lit it, and then signaled that Zhang Ziwen could ask.

"Brother, where did you come from?"

"Sir, I'm Shandong Di, the brother of the Japanese devil, so I had to take my mother to Hunan to join my relatives."

"What do you say about the murder of Japan? Brother said. ”

Qian Wenjing had a sure expression, he came all the way, and there were already three people who asked him this question, and now the devil is killing people in Nanjing, and his eyes are still on the areas of southern Lunan, northern Anhui, and northern Jiangsu, and the war in the south of the Yangtze River has stopped, only the north of the Yangtze River and the south of the Yellow River are fighting fiercely.

"Before I Escape.................."

Qian Wenjing told Zhang Ziwen that by the time he escaped, most of Shandong had fallen, and the devils chased them to the northern Anhui area, and when they arrived in eastern Anhui, they met the devils again, and finally walked to Wuhan, ready to take the car down Hunan.

Later history books recorded that the 13th Division of Jiangyin crossed the Yangtze River north and attacked all the way to the Lotus Pond and Mingguang line on the east bank of the Chihe River in Anhui; The 10th Division of the Japanese Army also crossed the Yellow River from Qingcheng and Jiyang in Shandong, and after occupying Jinan, it advanced to the line of Jining, Mengyin, and Qingdao.

In order to open up the Tianjin-Pudong Railway, unite the northern and southern battlefields, and make the army more controllable than the navy, the Japanese radicals successively mobilized about 240,000 people from eight divisions, three brigades, and two detachments (equivalent to brigades, which is also a kind of establishment of the Japanese army), and they were respectively commanded by Shunroku Hatata, commander of the Central China Dispatch Army, and Toshiichi Terauchi, commander of the North China Front, to carry out the north-south advance.

The first is the strategic place of Xuzhou in East China, Xuzhou is a place where soldiers must fight, Xuzhou can take Zhengzhou along the west of the Longhai Railway, and then take Wuhan along the south of the Pinghan Railway.

Li Zongren, commander of the Fifth Theater of Operations, successively mobilized 64 divisions and three brigades of about 600,000 people to concentrate the main force in the area north of Xuzhou to resist the Japanese attack on the northern front.

On January 26, 1938, the 13th Division of the Japanese Army attacked Fengyang and Bengbu in Anhui Province. The defending 11th Army of the 31st Army, after resisting one by one in the area on the west bank of the Chi River, retreated to the west of Dingyuan and Fengyang.

Now Shandong has been firmly controlled by the Japanese army, with three directions, north, south and east, advancing to Xuzhou, and the Chinese and Japanese million-strong army confronted each other in the Xuzhou area.

"Thank you, big brother."

Zhang Ziwen arched his hand to Qian Wenjing and performed a river and lake etiquette, and at this time, Ma Xiaobao had already come over with a ticket.

"Brother Wen, there is still more than an hour, I heard that the train was delayed because of the delay in transporting troops to the north, and it is estimated that it is more than an hour late."

Zhang Ziwen and Ma Xiaobao waited at the station for two hours before the train to Guangzhou pulled its whistle into the Wuchang railway station.

Ma Xiaobao bought the ticket with Zhang Ziwen's major officer ID, so he didn't have to compete for seats with the refugees, and everyone was almost squeezed into the carriage, and Zhang Ziwen took Ma Xiaobao on the train.

During the war, there was an officer's carriage for train transportation, and although there was no war in the south now, this carriage was still crowded with people, these were all wounded officers and their entourage, and Zhang Ziwen and his entourage could not bear to let the wounded brothers do it if they had tickets.

The people in the carriage saw Zhang Ziwen and a major standing for several hours without asking anyone to give up their seats, and they cast approving glances at Zhang Ziwen and the two along the way.

"Come here, I'll wake up, and you two will sit down for a while."

Listening to the accent like the officer of the Gui Army shouting to Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen and the two of them also stood with weak legs, and the march was not so uncomfortable.

"General, you're wounded, you might as well lie down."

I didn't pay attention to it from a distance, but when I walked in, I saw that it was a major general, and Zhang Ziwen hurriedly excused myself.

"I was shot when I was fine, and I have been raising it for more than a month, Xiao Xu got up and did it for these two brothers."

I sat down and found out that this person was Zhou Yuan, the deputy commander of the 171st Division, who was shot in the abdomen when he was fighting with the devil, and it took more than a month to get better, and now he is better, and the 48th Army gave me a month of leave to go home to recuperate, and it was his guard Qin Hao who was lying down just now.

As he spoke, he talked about the current Xuzhou, Zhou Yuan's high level is still Li Zongren's descendant, and he told Zhang Ziwen a lot of things he didn't know, Xuzhou has now been forced by the Japanese army from all directions, and Li Zongren does not intend to fight hard but uses long-range warfare, which Zhang Ziwen judged from Zhou Yuan's troop movement.

Stopping and walking all the way, the train arrived at the famous Chibi of the Three Kingdoms at night, and arrived at Yueyang in the early morning.

Zhang Ziwen and Ma Xiaobao waited for several hours in Yueyang before climbing into the car to transport materials to Pingjiang, which was the car that transported supplies to the teaching brigade, which was also the reason why Zhang Ziwen wanted to rush over, and the supply of materials once every three days was told to him by Wan Shijiong.

Leaning on the car, they drove all the way to Pingjiang, and they didn't sleep all night, Zhang Ziwen and Ma Xiaobao fell asleep when they got in the car.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ziwen finally returned to the teaching brigade station, and Zhang Ziwen brought them gifts for the two Valery and Leonid, as well as things for Wan Shijiong.

These things were bought when Yue Yang knocked on the door of a foreign company while he was waiting for the transport truck, and he also brought tobacco and alcohol to the brothers.

Zhang Ziwen and Ma Xiaobao walked to their barracks with their things, and met Ma Qi on the way.

"March, where are you going?"

Ma Qi pointed to Zhang Ziwen's barracks and said to go to your barracks, and said that the old poles were all there, and walked to the barracks with Ma Qi, and before he arrived at the barracks, he heard the noise in the barracks, listening to no less than twenty people, so many people could sit in the barracks, Zhang Ziwen hurried to the barracks.

As soon as they opened the door, the old pole door was stunned, and when they saw that it was Zhang Ziwen, they began to shout, and the cold air blowing into the door had no effect on them. Zhang Ziwen walked in and saw that this group of guys were gambling in the barracks. The people in the first detachment also gambled, and Liu Hanyang, who usually didn't deal with Zhang Ziwen, also gambled, and shouted the most fiercely.

The old pole saw that Ma Qi came in with something, no matter whether it was big or small, he came over and put a few packs of cigarettes in his pocket first, and Ma Xiaobao was dumbfounded, didn't he buy a few packs for the old man before leaving, and this is the end of smoking?

Ma Xiaobao forgot, the old pole has already invested money in the flue-cured tobacco field, where is the money, the old pole has always gambled these days, and the smoking has long been stopped, and Ma Xiaobao has not come back to his senses. The old pole scared Ma Xiaobao enough.

"A pack of cigarettes, a big pressure."

Liu Hanyang bought and left, which surprised Zhang Ziwen, he never expected that Liu Hanyang was still a banker.