Chapter Twenty-Seven: Foreseeing the Pain of the Future
"It's all scattered, the deployment of the defense, the sentries are all cheering me up, be careful of the devil's sneak attack in the middle of the night!"
Xie Guji shouted, and then pointed to the distance: "You come with me - in fact, you don't have to do this, you let those cowardly guys go and bury the bodies of their comrades a few times, you will find that they will become ruthless all of a sudden!" ”
Lu Yuan nodded and said, I will definitely try it if I have a chance in the future.
The scum knew that Lu Yuan should be fine, and they dispersed, and Hu Lijun, Yang Zongshun and others were vigorously talking when they passed by him, obviously asking him to get acquainted, not to mention those things that should not be said.
Forty or fifty meters away from the trench, Xie Guji stopped, Yang Quanlin and other guards were on guard from a distance, they knew when to do something.
Xie Guji looked at Lu Yuan and said: "You are very good at fighting, you are a talent - promoted, from tomorrow onwards, you will be the battalion commander!"
Yang Quanlin and the other guards were envious, from a small soldier to a battalion commander, which can be described as a step to the sky.
"I don't deserve it!" The road is far away.
Xie Guji said unhappily: "What, think the battalion commander is too young?" Or do you think that the temple with my surname Xie is too small to support your great god? ”
Lu Yuan began to smile bitterly: "No, it's just that I know what you want, and I can't help you do it......"
"You know what I want?" Unsolidified base asked.
"You want to win, you want to win!" The road is far away.
"Wrong!"
Xie Guji yelled: "It's not that I want a victory, but that we all the people of China need a victory, and all our soldiers need a victory to rebuild confidence and tell those damned Japanese that we Chinese are not bullies!" ”
"Our regiment is not fighting for my surname, and neither are you, we are fighting for all Chinese!"
Yang Quanlin and the guards clenched their guns tightly, and if they were to untie the solid base, it was like a fire that fell into a gasoline barrel, igniting all the blood in their bodies.
"It's too much responsibility for me to bear!"
The bitterness on Lu Yuan's face was deeper, he knew that no one could lead the current Sichuan army to win this battle, weapons and equipment, artillery support, combat quality, and the gap between the Sichuan army and the Japanese army was all-round.
He said: "All I can do is to eliminate a few more devils and let a few more people survive in the end - I can't be the battalion commander, I don't have this ability!" ”
He heard the sound of Xie Guji's teeth grinding, and saw the muscles on Xie Guji's face twitching and his fists clenched, and he looked like he was ready to beat someone.
But in the end, the unsolidification base just snorted, turned around and left.
The guards hurriedly followed, only Yang Quanlin stopped, stared at Lu Yuan and said: "War, people win, if you don't think you can win, then there is no chance of winning at all!" ”
"But war is not something that can be won if you want to win!"
Lu Yuandao, he didn't want to be the battalion commander, because he didn't want to see that he commanded a large group of people to rush towards the Japanese army, and then he could only watch them die one after another, but there was nothing he could do.
"I thought you were a man, but I was wrong!"
Yang Quanlin snorted coldly, and the expression of extreme disdain that he saw at the beginning appeared on his face again: "I thought that people would change, but I understand now that waste is waste, and you will rot with the waste of your three companies!" ”
Saying that, he also left angrily.
Lu Yuan let out a long sigh, feeling tired one after another in his heart.
Almost everyone wants to predict the future, but now he knows how painful it is to predict the future, and he would rather not know anything, like the scum of the Third Company, like all the Sichuan soldiers here, and not think about anything.
But he knew.
So he didn't want to be the battalion commander, he just wanted to simply kill more devils.
The battle of Dachang Town is just a local war on the entire battlefield in North China, not to mention that it can't be won at all, even if it is won, what if it is won?
As soon as the Japanese army landed in Hangzhou, the entire front collapsed, and everything was over.
Next is Nanjing, the war that has swept most of China......
Anything is done in vain.
It's still simple to kill devils.
"Kuroko, you are blessed, we fight devils, you **** have canned food to eat!"
The scum was feeding canned food to the seriously injured sunspots, and most of the seizures were taken away by the second company, and these cans were specially asked by Hu Lijun to leave for the wounded soldiers, so the sunspots were eating, and the scumbags were drooling on the side.
"Deserter, thank you!"
Seeing Lu Yuan, Kuroko greeted him with a smile, originally he thought that he would not survive, but after the wound on his belly was stitched up, he found that his whole spirit was much better, and there was no sign of dying at all.
Lu Yuan looked at his wound and knew that this was a hard-lived guy, although the wound was a little red and swollen, but there was no sign of inflammation at all, if nothing else, this guy should be alive again after seven or eight days.
"Lu Yuan, what did the head of the regiment tell you?" Hu Lijun came over and asked.
Lu Yuan smiled: "He wants to promote me to be the battalion commander......"
"Dog days, deserter, you became an officer?"
“…… And don't salute the deserter commander! ”
"Company commander, now the deserter is bigger than your officer, you have to salute, otherwise you will be beaten with a military stick!"
The scumbags laughed, pretended to salute, their eyes were full of admiration, being an official is the dream of each of them, when they become officials, they will have more military salaries, and they will have the opportunity to eat and drink spicy food.
"I refused!" The road is far away.
"Melon peel!"
"The deserter turtle is bragging again!"
The scumbags laughed even louder, and they didn't know if they were moved or never believed that Xie Guji would promote Lu Yuan to be the battalion commander.
Hu Lijun believed it, he frowned and asked, "What did the regiment commander say?" ”
"He said, let me rot with you!" Lu Yuan laughed.
"It's good, it's good to rot together!"
"Damn, it's really unlucky to be alive with the deserters, and to be buried with the deserters when you die......"
The scum laughed even happier, laughing and slapstick, as if they had never encountered such a happy thing.
The cow pimple sulked in the trench far away, and he didn't know whether he was angry with himself or angry from the distance.
Lu Yuan walked over, sat down beside him, and said, "Don't be angry, I'll give you half a piece of bread to eat!" ”
He hadn't eaten for a day, and the multigrain cakes mixed with all kinds of bran looked like they tasted pretty good.
After all, the cow pimple did not resist the temptation of food, and took it angrily to show that he was still angry, and then took a hard bite.
"This is war, if you don't kill him, he will kill you in the future!" Lu Yuan said earnestly.
"But, he's so pitiful......" The pimple's eyes turned red again.
"Devils won't pity you!"
Lu Yuan said: "If one day, you fall into the hands of devils, you will find that they will not hesitate to stab you to death - they can fight because they are more ruthless than us, and if we want to defeat them, we can only be more ruthless than them!" ”
The cow pimple lowered his head and nibbled on the cake, and he didn't know if he remembered Lu Yuan's words.