Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Heart of Guarding Against Others Is Indispensable
In front of Guo Changming, this is not a force, but a group of decisive troops who do not know what death is and fear, only the determination to fight and tear apart the enemy, not to mention the size of a regiment, that is, a battalion fighting with her troops head-on, it is estimated that they can defeat each of their divisions and brigades. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fighting a war is not just a fight for more people and weapons and equipment, having a heart to fight to the end is the most fearful and fearful fundamental factor for the enemy, in other words, a hundred sheep against a wolf, that is only the only part to turn around and run away, want to resist is not because they can't, but simply can't raise the slightest heart of resistance, fear does not come from the external environment, but from the depths of the heart......
Along the way, Fu Zhiyong did not let Guo Changming leave without permission, but waited until the 56th Army left far away before letting Guo Changming and seven or eight escort soldiers leave to chase his large army.
As soon as Guo Changming walked on the front foot, Fu Zhiyong and the others immediately changed their route of travel, abandoning the relatively flat road, but commanding the troops to plunge directly into the woods on one side, in case Guo Changming caught up with the large army and killed a horse pistol.
The release order of Pan Wenhua, commander-in-chief of the 28th Group Army, is obviously very effective in full view of everyone, but once the open robbery becomes a hidden arrow, it is not even a butt paper, just like a small regiment commander like Fu Zhiyong has his own diehard troops, will Guo Changming, a big army commander, not have his own descendants, the answer can be called out directly.
Fu Zhiyong and others detoured the mountain road for two days before returning to the main road again and continuing to rush towards Nanchang, and it took more than half a month to arrive at the Nanchang area on July 4, 1938......
"Commander, another wounded man is dying." On this morning, when Fu Zhiyong and the others were marching hard, suddenly Lu Fengying in the center of the team ran over quickly with a holster and reported to Zhiyong anxiously.
"Let's go, let's see......" Fu Zhiyong's eyes, which were originally red because he hadn't rested well in the past few days, suddenly widened, and he greeted Lu Fengying and ran back to the team quickly.
This week's time is a kind of mental and physical torture for Fu Zhiyong and all the soldiers, because a week ago suddenly a heavy rain, this time is two days and one night, Fu Zhiyong and their previous preparation is not enough, so many of the wounded were infected with the wounds by the rain, resulting in many of the wounded originally improved injuries suddenly took a sharp turn, although Bai Yuling and Oda Namie they tried their best to rescue, but helpless anti-inflammatory drugs are seriously insufficient, and the physical fitness of the wounded is also very poor, Within a week, more than 20 people had died in a row without fighting.
Huang Hao...... Huang Hao! You kid held it up for me! The cannonballs of the little devils can't kill you, you can't fall here, hold on, we will arrive in Nanchang soon! Fu Zhiyong walked to the queue carrying the wounded, and under the guidance of Lu Fengying, he came directly to the soldier.
Fu Zhiyong's heart was almost broken directly at a glance, and now it is no one else who is lying on the stretcher and dying, it is a veteran of the 88th Division of the 72nd Army who followed Zhang Weidong from Nanjing City, Huang Hao has always been alert and resolute, and is a rare talent, although the level of questioning is a little worse, but with his ability Fu Zhiyong has promoted him to be a company commander, but he did not expect that the first battle of the promotion was covered by Japanese artillery fire and was seriously injured, and now his life is hanging by a thread because of wound infection.
"Sir Fu, the deterioration of our wounded injuries is very serious, if we don't hurry up and find a way, we will have nothing to do even if we reach the destination city, please think of a way." Oda Namie also said anxiously on the side at this time.
"What do you need right now? Say it quickly, I'll figure out the rest, now that Nanchang is close at hand, the lives of the brothers must be saved, and there can be no more mistakes, Lao Tzu really can't afford to lose. Fu Zhiyong held Huang Hao's hand tightly and looked up to Namie Oda and asked.
"Penicillin, a lot of penicillin, if there is this anti-inflammatory drug, these wounded people will recover quickly." Namie Oda immediately replied.
"Penicillin...... How long can Huang Hao last? Fu Zhiyong squinted his eyes and repeated silently before asking Bai Yuling on the other side.
"2-4 hours, it depends on his willpower, I can't say exactly how long he can last, we are already trying to do everything we can to reduce his fever." Bai Yuling said with a haggard face.
Although this period of time is not long, except for Fu Zhiyong, she may be the most laborious in the entire team, Oda Namie and they can usually take turns to rest for a while, but Bai Yuling really hasn't slept twice, because as long as she closes her eyes, she can see those wounded soldiers covered in scars rolling and screaming in her head, so that she can't calm down and rest for a while, so she just takes care of it all the way, which can at least make her feel a little better.
Those wounded soldiers also knew how hard and hard it was for these little girls to take care of them all the way, so even if it was the pain of the wound, they all gritted their teeth and endured it, and they never let out a loud scream and snort in pain, and whenever Bai Yuling and the others came to check on their injuries, they would endure the pain and barely squeeze out some smiles to comfort them, so that they would not worry about their injuries.
It is precisely for this reason that in just two days, thirteen wounded people have closed their eyes and said goodbye, and they have not shouted a word of medical soldiers or a word of pain until they died.
"Okay, it's just two hours, I will definitely send the medicine back within two hours, and I will leave it to you during this time, and I must stabilize their injuries for me." Fu Zhiyong looked at the direction of Nanchang and gritted his teeth and said firmly, and then bowed deeply to Bai Yuling and Oda Namie and several other medical staff and pleaded.
Fu Zhiyong had completely regarded these soldiers as his own brothers at this time, although they were all soldiers, but Fu Zhiyong did not need a military salute, but pleaded with Bai Yuling and Oda Namie and a few others as a brother, which was completely an instinctive reaction from the heart.
"Commander, what are you doing here! We don't need you to say much about this, and we will definitely go all out......" "Sir Fu! Please get up, Namie Oda can't afford to be your big gift, sir, please, Namie will definitely serve. "Dig him and dig ......" For a while, Bai Yuling, Namie Oda, Yuhimeko Sakai and others were all taken aback by Fu Zhiyong's actions, and hurriedly opened their mouths to reassure.
Even Yuhimeko Sakai, who doesn't understand Chinese, understood what Fu Zhiyong meant, and repeatedly promised in Japanese that she would do her best to rescue her.
"Please...... Zhao Hu! Take a class with me! Fu Zhiyong stood up and nodded again, then turned around and ordered Zhao Hu in a loud voice, while Fu Zhiyong himself turned around and ran quickly towards the head of the team, ready to go and say to Liao Peng, let him temporarily take the troops to continue to march to Nanchang, and he took Zhao Hu and others into the city to find medicine.
"The second platoon of the assault reconnaissance company is out of the ranks! Run forward, hurry up and ......" Zhao Hu didn't answer after hearing Fu Zhiyong's shout, and directly issued an assembly order, and then ran out with a squad of soldiers......
Fu Zhiyong's current location is almost close to Tangnan Town east of Nanchang, and it is only more than 20 miles away from Tangnan Town to Nanchang, if they march lightly, they can only run back and forth in about two hours, and there is no time to find medicine, so according to Fu Zhiyong's idea, they must first find some horses in Tangnan Town, otherwise that Huang Hao will probably not be able to stand up before they go back.
"Hurry up! Hurry up and ......" Fu Zhiyong was running wildly on the highway, while constantly urging Zhao Hu and the soldiers of the assault reconnaissance squad who were following him to speed up and run, now is the moment of racing against time, and they can't slow down and take a breath for a while, and they continue to speed up all the way, and the two-kilometer middle and long-distance run is so that they can run down at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and the two soldiers with slightly worse physique are fast at this time, and their lungs are like pulling bellows, The feeling of dry mouth made them very uncomfortable, but they still gritted their teeth with their rifles on their backs and ran down in a daze.
"What people! Stop...... "Fu Zhiyong, as soon as they ran to the entrance of Tangnan Town, they saw a platoon or so of defenders actually stopping the entrance of the town, raising their guns and questioning loudly and vigilantly.
"The Central Military Police teaches the Corps, get out of here! Delayed the big thing, Lao Tzu shot you directly! Fu Zhiyong and the others kept at their feet, shouted and cursed, and then rushed directly into the town, Zhao Hu and the others rushed over with a murderous hula lala, and those dumbfounded defenders were too lazy to look at them, and let them stand stunned with their guns and depressed.
Questioning? Check his grandmother's grandson! Now it's a race against time to save people, how can there be that kung fu to grind with a few little soldiers here......
"Platoon...... Platoon leader! Who are these people? It seems that they are also from our national army, but why are they dirty like this, if it weren't for the fact that they still have weapons in their hands, I would have thought they were lonely ghosts...... Oops! One of the soldiers in the defenders asked their second lieutenant platoon commander in shock, but before he could finish speaking, he was hit the head by the second lieutenant platoon commander, and he immediately shrank his neck, and his tears almost hurt directly.
"You know the, do you know why I didn't give the order for you to shoot those people who just broke through?" The second lieutenant platoon commander glared at the soldier and asked rhetorically with a calm face.
"Why, platoon commander?" The soldier asked as he rubbed his head vigorously, and the other soldiers around him stretched out their ears to hear why.
"Did you just see the rank of the person at the front?" The platoon commander waved his hand to the soldiers around him and told them to put away their weapons before continuing to ask rhetorically.
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