Chapter 17, Robes
The old lady's expression was solemn, with an old face, wrinkles and ravines, and tears in her eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Bosses, I have lived for so many years, and the devil is a big deal to die. But these descendants are still young, they are all upright masters, so let them follow you to fight devils. Instead of staying at home and being bullied by the devils, it is better to pick up a gun and fight the devils! ”
"Uncle, old and young masters, I can't accept this soldier, you guys get up quickly, it's so cold don't freeze anymore!" Qin Yuan can't help it, looking at this situation, he can't do it if he doesn't accept it.
Hearing Qin Yuan's promise, the old lady immediately frowned. Ma Li stood up and ordered ten young people from behind him, each of them was strong and strong, and at first glance they were the pillars of the family!
The chosen person did not say anything and stood up in silence. Hold your chest high and look at death as if you were at home.
Looking at these simple villagers, Qin Yuan suddenly understood why he wanted to fight. Not for those who are officials, not for the young marshal and Chairman Chiang. But for these ordinary people, for their homeland, for their motherland!
When the boots of the Japanese invaders step on our land, and when the devil's bayonet is on our chest, every Chinese should stand up.
Not for anything else, just because we are Chinese!
We are the descendants of Yan and Huang, and we have the blood of a dragon in our bodies!
8,000 miles of mountains and rivers, 40,000,000 people.
In the past, the Han and Tang dynasties were heroic, and now they are Chinese soldiers.
Those who offend my China will be punished even if they are far away!
Looking at ten iron-clad men standing in front of the ranks, at the moment ago they were honest peasants, but when they came out and picked up their guns, they would be the heroes of the whole nation!
Heroes are not generals who command thousands of troops, not warriors who fight against hundreds, but these ordinary people. These ordinary people who defend their hometowns and relatives.
The military flag was unfurled, and the trumpet was loud. Soldiers go out to fight and die in a hundred battles, and they will not return if they do not break the Japanese oath!
"Line up and welcome your brothers to join us in the Northeast Army."
Salute! Salute to the dead brothers, to the lovely people, to the souls of our army! From today on, we are all brothers of the Northeast Army. Even if we die on the battlefield, we will always be brothers who move forward side by side.
Of these ten gentlemen, only one survived the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. The remaining nine all died in the distant Guannei, accompanied by countless nameless Chinese soldiers. They all died on the way to the charge, and they used their chests to stand up the backbone of China!
Bidding farewell to the reluctant villagers, Qin Yuan left the village with his troops and began to rush towards Heilongjiang.
The troops walked for several days in a row, and because they were afraid of encountering devils, they generally walked around the mountains and forests during the day and found a random place to camp at night.
It's also smooth all the way, but it's just that the wind eats and sleeps in the open, and each one is like a flower child.
On the fifth day, the troops came to the edge of a small county town. Since there is no map, no one knows what this place is.
There were piles of budding rice poles everywhere on the roadside, but there was not a single ordinary person in sight. It is the people who always suffer in war.
Qin Yuan suddenly saw a figure flashing behind a bundle of budding rice poles, and immediately raised the rifle in his hand. The other brothers were also alerted when they saw Qin Yuan's movements, and they scattered one after another, and the bullets were loaded.
Qin Yuan quietly motioned for Zhang Fenglin to go up and take a look, and the other brothers hid on the spot, and immediately shot if the situation was not right.
When Zhang Fenglin heard the order, he handed over the crooked machine gun in his hand to the person next to him, picked up a bayonet and touched it.
He felt that the 38 rifle was too long, and the bayonet was almost higher than that of people, so it was better to take a bayonet directly than to touch the platoon in this kind of quiet.
Moreover, the devil's rifle penetration is strong and good at long distances, but in close combat, it is often unable to make the enemy lose its combat effectiveness instantly, which is far less pleasant than stabbing a bloody hole with a bayonet.
Slowly approaching the bud rice pile, Zhang Fenglin suddenly jumped out from the side, and saw that the person was a thorn!
The man reacted quickly, subconsciously dodged, dodged Zhang Fenglin's knife, and then turned around and prepared to shoot.
Suddenly, he froze. Because he saw that Zhang Fenglin was wearing a gray Northeast Army uniform like him, he was not a devil.
Zhang Fenglin was pointed at the head and didn't dare to move for a while, and there were two people on the ground, who also got up and pointed their guns at Zhang Fenglin.
"Brothers, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Everyone is our own people, and we are also the Northeast Army, don't fight your own family. The soldier with a gun pointed at Zhang Fenglin shouted loudly.
Zhang Fenglin saw that the opposite side was also the Northeast Army at this time, and realized that he was a little reckless just now. I didn't find out the situation and killed it,
Fortunately, it didn't hurt anyone, otherwise it would have caused big trouble.
"Dog basket, I still think it's a devil! If it weren't for your old boy's quick hiding, he would have killed you with a knife just now! Zhang Fenglin said with palpitations.
"No, brother, your bayonet is really steady. If I hadn't practiced some tricks since I was a child, I would have let you stab if I couldn't keep it. ”
The two praised each other, and Zhang Fenglin beckoned Qin Yuan in the distance to come up with the troops.
"Platoon commander, it's our Northeast Army brothers."
At this time, Qin Yuan had already brought people up. But just in case, he signaled his brothers to be vigilant.
In my previous life, I heard that during the Anti-Japanese War, little devils often liked to disguise themselves as our army to sneak attack, and don't go dark under the lamp.
When the man saw Qin Yuan, he hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"I'm really sorry sir, it's all the little devil who is the king and the eight calves! The three of us belong to the Fengtian Ordnance Factory, and the Fengtian City Breaker also retreated after receiving the order. As a result, he was scattered by devils on the road, and ran here in a panic. ”
"You three are from the Fengtian Armory?" Qin Yuan asked,
"Report to the chief, yes, we are the public security corps ordered to garrison the ordnance factory."
"What about your troops? Where is the chief? Qin Yuan continued to ask.
"Alas, sir, don't mention it. The brothers of one of our battalions rushed out of the city in a hurry, but they were intercepted by a group of devils, and the battalion commander was killed in the panic. I escaped from the city with a dozen brothers, and the rest were blocked in the city by the devils. ”
At that time, the Chinese army was like this, and as soon as the commander died, it was chaotic. A battalion of hundreds of men and horses let a small group of devils take it.
"Then why are you three left?"
"The others who don't want to be soldiers have run away, and the three of us are helpless and can only hang around."
"Fuck, it's a waste of money, it's natural to be a soldier to fight, and it's not a shame to be a deserter!" Zhang Fenglin belongs to the kind of straightforward character, so as soon as he heard about the deserter, he became angry.
The squad leader was also a little ashamed when he heard Zhang Fenglin's words, and lowered his head and didn't speak.
"Alright, you're talking!" Qin Yuan glared at Zhang Fenglin, and then asked, "What's my brother's name?" ”
"My name is Chang Wu, a native of Jinxian County, Liaoning."