Chapter 11: On the eve of the breakout

At about 11:30, Luo Yibin took Zhang Ziwen and others to Xiaomajia Village, and saw that there was a sentry post about a mile outside Xiaomajia Village, and the second and third battalions had already rushed to Xiaomajia Village.

"Who?"

Zhang Ziwen judged that about a platoon of brothers set up guards on the road, and when they heard footsteps, they became vigilant, and heard the sound of machine guns being loaded from afar.

"Wu Zijian, together with the regiment commander, don't hurry up and open the barricades." The head of the regiment did not speak, so naturally he came out.

"Let me be the acting company commander of the Sixth Company, Yang Lin, the former platoon commander of the third platoon of the Sixth Company, it is too dark and I really dare not be careless, please say something to the regiment commander, otherwise I can't confirm it."

Zhang Ziwen thought that the sixth company was not easy, and the company commander also died, but the ninth company should still be the worst. Liulian was also overly careful, Wu Zijian reported his name and didn't let him, and it seems that he also knows Wu Zijian. Wu Zijian didn't know that the Sixth Company was attacked by the puppet army disguised as a friendly army of the 112th Division, and most of the more than 200 brothers were killed and wounded.

"Yang Lin of the dog day, if you don't remove the roadblocks, if you don't remove your acting company commander, you will replace him for the rest of his life."

Is it only one trick? Zhang Ziwen heard this, and it seemed that the head of the regiment had already said it to him twice.

"Why don't you hurry up and open the barricade, didn't you hear that it was the regiment commander?"

Yang Lin was also panicked, Luo Yibin spoke, and his brothers didn't open the barricade yet, it was really a barricade in their heads. Open the barricade Zhang Ziwen followed the first battalion and went directly into Xiaomajia Village, the village road in Xiaomajia Village was full of brothers from the 613th Regiment, Zhang Ziwen worked hard to find the team of the third battalion. I really didn't find it, and the regiment headquarters notified Zhang Ziwen to go to a meeting, but there was no choice but to arrange the brothers in a courtyard, and then send Xiaobao and Zhang Zhang to find it.

"The purpose of today's meeting is to arrange and deploy for a breakout."

Luo Yibin sat on the chair and didn't speak, Wei Zixuan was assigning tasks, Zhang Ziwen looked at all the officers in charge of each company, and there were only about 20 staff officers at the regiment headquarters. Nine company commanders, in fact, except for the first battalion, he knew Dong Dawu, the commander of the eighth company, and Yu Tao, the first platoon commander of the seventh company, and he didn't know whether the commander of the seventh company was injured or sacrificed.

"Each company first reports the number of capable combat personnel, starting with the special service company."

There are 91 people in the spy company, 112 in the first company, 79 in the second company, and 82 in the third company...... The next report did not have more than 100 people in that company, and only 42 in the sixth company were the second worst. There are more than 4,000 people in the 613th Regiment on the front line, but now there are more than 1,000 people, and Jiangyin has become the burial ground for many hometown brothers.

"There are still 29 combatants in the ninth company plus the three battalions of the commuter platoon."

Hearing Zhang Ziwen's words, everyone looked up at him at the same time, Zhang Ziwen could only hold back the tears and not stay, every time he remembered the dead, he wanted to cry, Ma Xiaobao's roster was full of forks.

The three battalion commanders of the 613 Regiment, the seven company commanders and the three battalion commanders have all been martyred, and now there are seven acting company commanders, only Wu Zijian of the first company, Liu Wen of the third company, Dong Dawu of the seventh company, and Hao Jing of the spy company are the old company commanders when they came from Hubei.

"Now the first battalion is led by me, Staff Officer Li leads the second battalion, and the deputy of the Wei regiment leads the regimental headquarters and the third battalion." Luo Yibin stood up and made the final decision.

"At seven o'clock in the afternoon, the division headquarters sent an order to the fortress to start shelling the Japanese Jiangyin West Gate position at three o'clock to cover the retreat of our division and its divisions, and all units of our division will break through from the south of Jiangyin County and retreat to Zhenjiang. Next, Staff Officer Li will tell you about the route and deployment arrangements. ”

At the time of the meeting of the 613th Regiment, the Japanese base camp issued the "Mainland Order No. 8", "The Central China Front must coordinate with the navy to capture Nanjing, the capital of the enemy country."

"We will meet with the 618th Regiment and the 615th Regiment outside Jiangyin City to break out of Jiangyin, and the following is the arrangement with the battalion company......"

"After the meeting is adjourned, the companies will go to get the day's food, and then cook, give you an hour and a half, and leave on time at two o'clock, and the meeting will be dismissed."

"Zhang Ziwen, how did the battalion commander die?" As soon as Dong Dawu came out of the yard, he pulled Zhang Ziwen into a corner

"How did the battalion commander die, you go and ask the third battalion of the 618th regiment."

Zhang Ziwen still has a fire, supporting the 618 regiment, but hundreds of brothers are all on Dingshan, and they are also on the battalion commander.

"Are you fucking afraid of death? The battalion commander was killed? "Dong Dawu is already going crazy, completely ignoring Zhang Ziwen.

"Lao Tzu is afraid of death, Lao Tzu now wishes I died in front of my brothers, how many more than 200 people are there now? There are also twenty-two of them, including me, almost all of them were buried with their own hands, do you think I'm afraid of death? ”

Zhang Ziwen understands Dong Dawu, if it weren't for Dai Zhiqi's presence when Luo Song was alive, it is estimated that he would have been able to fight with the 618 regiment. Hearing Zhang Ziwen's words, Dong Dawu softened, squatted on the ground, wiped off his hat and hugged his head.

"Dong Dawu, what the are you crying about, the battalion commander is a martyr and a hero, you cry ghost. You have more than 80 brothers in the seventh company, and you want to kill them like this? ”

If the commander of a team loses his anger, then the team can only eat and wait for death.

"If you dare to speak out, Lao Tzu will kill you."

Dong Dawu stood up and glared at Zhang Ziwen with a pair of red eyes, he was frightened by Dong Dawu's eyes, but life and death on the battlefield depended, maybe Zhang Ziwen would follow the battalion commander tomorrow.

"Brother Wen, I inquired, the seventh company, the eighth company is in the forest west of the village, we will go over now?" Ma Xiaobao saw Zhang Ziwen's expressionless face and tentatively probed that Zhang Ziwen couldn't be more familiar with Ma Xiaobao.

"No need, you go to Wu Fatzi to get some food, and see if you can exchange the Japanese devil's self-defense pistol for some bullets." The Ninth Company had already decided to act with the regimental headquarters, and there was no need to run out of the village again.

Thinking that it would take 300 miles from Jiangyin to Nanjing, the Japanese army had already fought Jiangyin, and a few days ago, the devils had already rushed straight to Guangde, Liyang, and the 103rd Division's journey to Zhenjiang would definitely not be peaceful. The Japanese army had already captured Liyang yesterday, and the Guangde troops pointed to Lishui, and the 103rd Division must have a bad road on this road.

If you don't plan well along the way, I'm afraid that whether Jiulian can go to Zhenjiang is still one thing. Zhang Ziwen sat in front of the fire, thinking about how to go behind, and he didn't have any ideas after thinking about it.

"Come, take a puff? What's there to worry about. Don't retreat? ”

The old pole handed Zhang Ziwen a cigarette, Zhang Ziwen just told everyone the order of the regiment headquarters, and the brothers finally breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't have to die in Jiangyin, staying a little longer meant dying more people.

"Where did this smoke come from? I'm gone? ”

Zhang Ziwen's cigarettes were distributed to his brothers as early as when he came back from Dingshan in Damajia Village, where did this old boy get his cigarettes.

"Japanese soldiers, the devil touched it, there are several packs, brothers are each half packs, and your little treasure has three and a half packs in the bag."

The old pole was a little proud, no wonder he took the initiative to tie up the group of puppet soldiers and took the brothers to dispose of the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, the original idea of fighting.

"Say, there's something else." It was dark, Zhang Ziwen didn't pay attention to what they were taking.

"There are still some biscuits, and I asked Wang Xinping to put away the canned food." Zhang Ziwen's old pole really has the taste of veteran oil, you can ask him.

"Zhang Li, go and see if Xiaobao has come back. Then everybody has a meeting. "Now Zhang Ziwen doesn't want to make any more decisions, everyone's lives let everyone choose for themselves.

After waiting for a while, Xiaobao came back with the food, put it in the pot and boiled it, and thirty people from the Jiulianjia commuter platoon held a meeting around the fire in the courtyard.

"Let me tell you, everyone already knows, we have to cross Jiangyin and then go to Nanjing, this road is not peaceful, so I want everyone to pay attention, what should we do." Zhang Ziwen faced a group of people, and his faces were full of traces of gunsmoke, and Zhang Ziwen was even more uncomfortable.

As soon as Zhang Ziwen exited, there was only the crackling sound of firewood exploding, and no one spoke after a few minutes.

"Is everyone willing to say? Does everyone have an idea? Tell me about the old pole. "The old pole is a veteran oilman, how many brothers have died, he is not without a little injury, ask him how he can survive, it must be right. Zhang Ziwen directly named him, and the old pole was not easy to refuse.

"If we want to survive, we have to distribute the supplies from now on, and put away the ammunition and medicine and use them where they are needed most, after all, we don't know how long we will have to go. The main thing is that everything is based on survivability. The implication of the old pole is that even if you are a deserter.

"Old pole, does that include surrender?" Zhang Zhang was a little indignant, but the old pole didn't say anything and lowered his head to smoke.

"Hand over all the ammunition and food on your body, Xiaobao counts." Not to mention the latter, a unified arrangement of ammunition and food is necessary.

After speaking, Zhang Ziwen called the bullets on his body and the remaining two grenades, and the brothers also handed it over when they saw Zhang Ziwen handing it over, and it was counted after a while.

"Xiaobao will tell everyone." After the statistics, Zhang Ziwen and Liu Tong and Lao Gongzi summed up the issue of ammunition and food distribution.

"The grain was about forty-two pounds of rice, five pounds of flour, seven canned Japanese food, and some biscuits. There were also seven hundred and sixty-eight rounds of ammunition and twenty-seven grenades. The company commander made a calculation, it would take about three or four days from Jiangyin to Nanjing, and we counted it according to three days, and we calculated it according to the number of heads, and no one had four taels or five dollars of rice per day, and each person brought one catty and four taels. Five pounds of flour, canned food and biscuits at the right time to replenish physical fitness. The bullet machine gunner carried 200 rounds, the company commander, the old pole, Zhang Li, the platoon commander Liu 50 rounds each, the rest of the soldiers each fifteen rounds, the hygienist Zhang Qing did not send them, Wang Xinping, Luo Xing, Luo Dahai each had five rounds, I took the rest of the twenty rounds, and the others were all given vigorously, do you have any opinions? After speaking, Ma Xiaobao asked everyone, and everyone spoke.

"Since there is no objection, then do this, in the future, the ammunition will be preserved by itself, and if you fight one less than one, there will be no other way to rob the Japanese army after the food is disposed of. Whoever dares to rob the people, I will be the first to shoot him. It's good to eat, and when you're full, you have strength. ”

In the army, machine guns are a big consumer, and often a machine gun shoots more bullets than a platoon, so more than 200 rounds of ammunition are given to Dali and secondary shooters. Four, two or five dollars, maybe you don't have much of a concept, that is, 215 grams, maybe now we can't eat so much, but who will eat enough when there is only white rice and a lot of consumption? 215 grams of rice is three bowls of porridge.