Chapter 47 was actually promoted!!

It wasn't until late at night that Zhang Ziwen dried his clothes, put on warm clothes after drying, and didn't resist sleepiness anymore, and fell asleep directly. Zhang Ziwen got up the next day and found that his watch was not leaving, and he didn't know how much time he had to go to see Lao Shen's watch.

On December 14, at nine o'clock in the morning, seeing that the brothers had not yet gotten up, Zhang Ziwen called Lao Gongzi, Xiaobao, Ma Qi and Zhang Li.

Everyone took out the grain bags and cooked with the helmet of the devil who didn't know who brought it back, the old pole didn't know where to find a few wild vegetables and threw them into the pot, Zhang Ziwen and the brothers got up one after another after eating, as for how to eat, they could only use their hands, which is the appearance of Lao Shen now.

Dozens of people fell down because of a cold overnight, but it was calculated in the case of four wounded deaths, I thought that Wanshi Jiong's death battle in Nanjing, all that could be sent was sent outside the city, and now the 103rd Division has nothing else except guns, ammunition, clothes, and food on its body, and Lao Shen's map is also wet with water.

At 11 o'clock, the 103rd Division continued to rush to Chuzhou along the railway, and there was a road of about 100 miles from Pukou to Chuzhou, and the 103rd Division only walked more than 50 miles yesterday afternoon, and the 103rd Division arrived in Chuzhou at about 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

When he arrived in Chuzhou, Wan Shijiong communicated with the Chuzhou garrison, and the 103rd Division climbed onto the train to Bengbu at eight o'clock in the morning, during which the 103rd Division boarded the ship in Anqing after 13 days of travel and went to Wuhan.

On the afternoon of December 30, Wan Shijiong arrived in Wuhan with the remaining more than 100 brothers of the 103rd Division, and after arriving in Wuhan, Wan Shijiong found an acquaintance in the Wuhan garrison and learned that the headquarters of the 103rd Division was the former station of the 103rd Division in Huangpi.

Zhang Ziwen, who was about to return to the division headquarters, was not in the mood for any joy, how could a division commander who escaped make him happy.

When the brethren heard that they had found their troops, they finally saw a smile on their faces after fourteen days of retreat. One hundred and thirty-two people were the number of people withdrawn from the 103rd Division, and some brothers along the way did not want to return to the division commander who deserted and directly threw other troops on the road, but Wan Shijiong did not stop them.

"Brother Wen, what's wrong? It's not that I've found troops, so I'm not happy. ”

Xiaobao saw that Zhang Ziwen was unhappy, and asked casually, but he didn't care much.

"It's okay, it's just that I miss the brothers."

Zhang Ziwen forcibly squeezed out a smile, thinking that he was laughing, but it was actually more ugly than crying.

"Do you say Zhang Qing, will they have arrived?"

Xiaobao thought that Zhang Ziwen was talking about Zhang Qing and them, and Zhang Ziwen didn't defend himself, so he said something to him, and didn't speak again.

At about seven o'clock in the evening, Wan Shijiong led people to the station of the 103rd Division, and the words of the 103rd Division of the National Revolutionary Army were particularly conspicuous under the lights.

"Stop, someone." When the sentry saw more than 100 men with guns walking towards the station, he hurriedly stopped.

This angered the surviving brothers, and only the people of the 615th Regiment withdrew with the division headquarters, and the troops directly under the division and the guard company were also supplemented by the 615th Regiment. And the brothers of the 613 Regiment and the 618 Regiment who survived and fought were basically the brothers of the 613 Regiment and the 618 Regiment, and when they arrived at the door, they were still pointed at by their own people, can they not be angry?

The recruits who have not experienced a few baptisms of war are the opponents of these veterans, and they are put to the ground in three or two strokes and tied up with leggings like pigs one by one.

Wan Shijiong was lazy, and went inside with people, Zhang Ziwen also followed, and the people in the station rushed up with people when they heard the movement outside.

Under the light, Zhang Ziwen saw clearly that it was Wang Yi who came up, but Zhang Ziwen pretended not to see it, but as a result, he didn't know Wan Shijiong, so he pulled out his gun directly, Zhang Ziwen was afraid that he would be killed and quickly stood up.

"Wang Yi, what about your dog's day, dare to hold a gun at Commander Wan, you are quite fat."

I didn't wash for more than ten days, and I haven't washed since the end of November, where is Zhang Ziwen still the white and tender student soldier before, so Wang Yi didn't recognize it.

"You're the one? How come I don't know you? ”

Wang Yi looked at the messy hair in front of him, the devil's coat was torn, black as coal, the beggars on the street should be stronger than him, to be precise, much stronger than this group of beggars, Zhang Ziwen was already angry when Wang Yi began to be whimsical, growing up together, walking through the same back door into the army, and now dare to say that he doesn't know himself.

"Wang Yi, believe it or not, I told my uncle and let him break your legs."

Wang Yi reacted when he heard the cold air and tone in this sentence, interrupting your retreat to wake up the pain in Wang Yi's heart.

"Brother Wen, you are Brother Wen, Brother Wen, you are not dead......"

Before he finished speaking, he ran over to Zhang Ziwen, Wang Yi has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he is 1.8 meters tall but has 180 pounds, and he has a good martial arts personality but is the same as a child, obviously one year older than me, because his father lost a bet with Zhang Ziwen's father, and was forced to call Zhang Ziwen brother from the beginning of his ability to speak. Wang Yi's martial arts master's family hand-me-down Bajiquan, Wang Yi can be ten by ordinary people with this body of kung fu, so Wang Yi became a company commander after training, He Zhizhong escaped with him, probably because of his martial arts.

"You don't know, my father has been writing ten letters in the past month because I left you, and if I don't hear from you in a few days, he will come and break my legs."

Wang Yi said a handful of tears, a handful of snot, completely forgot what happened just now, fortunately, the brothers behind him saw that he called Zhang Ziwen had already put down the gun, otherwise Wan Shijiong estimated that they would have disarmed.

"Don't get out of the way yet, I'll talk about family matters later, don't be embarrassed here."

Wang Yi could cry in front of more than 200 people, and Zhang Ziwen felt embarrassed.

"Oh, okay, I'll cry later."

This sentence directly made Wan Shijiong and the others laugh, and Zhang Ziwen could only shake his head.

"What's wrong with them? Brother Wen"

Zhang Ziwen, who was amused by Wang Yi's words all the way, laughed, thinking that it would be better if Wang Yi didn't go to the battlefield, otherwise he wouldn't be killed by the devil.

"Yo, who am I, it turns out to be the head of Wan."

Seeing Wang Shuhuai and Zhang Ziwen's body burning, not only Zhang Ziwen, but also the surviving brothers were holding back the fire, Deputy Division Commander Dai fainted, he withdrew without saying a word, and informed Wan Shijiong as soon as possible that there would be fewer casualties among the two hundred brothers.

The scene was quiet, Wang Shuhuai's heart was numb, Wang Yi saw that Zhang Ziwen and Wang Shuhuai did not deal with each other, and reminded Zhang Ziwen that Wang Shuhuai had risen a star. Zhang Ziwen carefully looked at his collar and saw that it was indeed two stars, and Zhang Ziwen was even more angry.

"Wang Shuhuai"

Zhang Ziwen was angry, and shouted loudly directly, planning to rush up and fight hard.

"Who are you?"

Wang Shuhuai didn't recognize Zhang Ziwen either, and asked in some surprise, not understanding what contradiction this person had with himself.

Zhang Ziwen was just about to step forward and tell him who he was with his fists to avenge the more than 200 brothers who had been killed or injured because of him, but was stopped by Wan Shijiong taking a step forward.

"Congratulations to Director Wang on his promotion~"

It was a person who could hear the murderous aura in Wanshijiong's words, and Wang Shuhuai took two steps back in fright.

"Shi Jiong, you're back, ahem."

Dai Zhiqi was wearing a sick gown and ran out barefoot.

"I'm sorry for you"

Before Wan Shijiong could greet him, Dai Zhiqi first apologized to the brothers. Hearing Dai Zhiqi's apology, the more than 100 brothers who survived were speechless, a general who was sick in bed, ran out barefoot to apologize to himself, who can hate him in his heart, and now he hates He Zhizhong and Wang Shuhuai.

"Master Dai, you are still sick, go back and rest."

Wan Shijiong reacted and stepped forward to support Dai Zhiqi.