Chapter Thirty-Six: Worthy of This Meal!
"How do you know?"
Xie Guji asked, his voice trembling a little and said, "Are you too?" Did the organization send you? ”
"I am, but I wasn't sent by the organization, I'm out of touch with them!"
Lu Yuan smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that I joined ** decades later, how can I be sent now?
"If you still have contact with the Party Central Committee, please contact them as soon as possible, and mobilize all the people who can be mobilized in Nanjing to carry out propaganda, so that those people in Nanjing who are still holding on to the luck mentality can evacuate as soon as possible, and go as far as they can, there is no time!" He said.
Xie Guji hurriedly said: "How do you know that Nanjing must not be able to hold it?" Chairman Chiang has already amassed heavy troops in the vicinity of Nanjing, preparing to fight the Japanese army to the death, as long as we are united, we will definitely be able to hold it, now is the time of national crisis, if we spread such rumors, do you know, how much impact it will cause, it will shake the morale of the army! ”
"If I hadn't seen you fight bravely on the battlefield, I would have wondered if you were a spy of the Japanese army, and I couldn't help but pull you out and kill you!"
Lu Yuan was disappointed, he knew that Xie Guji still had illusions about the aspect, but now, he also had illusions about Nanjing, there was still time, there was still time!
He would never have watched so many people being slaughtered by the Japanese army, even if he saved one more, it would be good!
"Then, do you know who is the connector of the organization near Nanjing? How to get in touch? Also, I hope you will open me a few identification documents now, I have to go to Nanjing, I can't die here! ”
Lu Yuandao, he can no longer go on the road as a deserter, otherwise he will be wrapped up in the battlefield at any time, these can only be given to him by Xie Guji, and Xie Guji will die at any time.
Xie Guji actually agreed, although he firmly believed that the Nanjing Massacre would not happen, but he did not dare to guarantee, he just hoped that Lu Yuan was wrong, but if he was wrong, he hoped that Lu Yuan would be able to redeem part of his mistakes at that time.
He gave Lu Yuan more than a dozen documents at once, and he knew that there were some things that one person would never be able to complete.
"Thank you!" Lu Yuan carefully wrapped these documents and put them in his arms.
"Go to Nanjing and find a person named Zhou Chao, he is the only person I know of who connects the organization!"
Xie Guji gave him the address and said: "I hope you do this, it's not because you want to live in this era, the life of a soldier belongs to the battlefield, belongs to the country, not to yourself!" ”
"I will finish this battle, I am not a deserter, and I will not run away!" Lu Yuan gritted his teeth fiercely, saluted, and then retreated.
He didn't tell Xie Guji that he was going to die, there was no need.
For such soldiers, dying on the battlefield is their best destination.
"Tonight, I'm sure I'll be able to kill more devils than you!" Yang Quanlin gritted his teeth.
"Impossible!"
Lu Yuan left three words, turned around and left, and now in his mind, there is only Nanjing.
When it got dark, all the Sichuan troops who were cowering in Dachang Town began to tighten their belts, sharpen their bayonets, and equip all the remaining ammunition on their bodies, waiting for an order to counterattack in the direction of the position.
The chicken-eyed warriors, with ropes tied around their wrists and led by those who could see them, will also go to the battlefield to see the burning fire.
"I'm so hungry, if only I could eat a full meal!"
The scum was rubbing their bellies, they knew they were going to die, and they knew that even when the ancient death row prisoners were about to be beheaded, they could have a good meal, but now, they didn't.
"Help me up and try, help me up and try, I can still do it, I can do it!"
Kuroko was screaming, he didn't want to die here alone, he wanted to die on the battlefield.
"Kuroko, if you move again, your stomach will break again!" Yang Zongshun was wiping tears from his cheeks.
Kuroko laughed miserably: "Just tie the trouser belt tightly, I can still fight devils, you believe me!" ”
"** compatriots, you have worked hard!"
"The people will remember you, and China will not die"
"Fight to the end, drive the Japanese out of China!"
At this moment, there was a hoarse roar and the sound of chaotic footsteps in the street, and at the same time, the smell of food.
When people are hungry, they are always extremely sensitive to the aroma of food.
"Eat, eat!"
The scumbags, all the Sichuan soldiers, were screaming, and rushed out of the hiding place, and then they saw a large group of all kinds of people, hundreds of people, carrying baskets, and the smell of food wafted out of those baskets.
There were workers, peasants, and even more students, and they were covered in mud and wounded, and it was clear that they had fought so hard to get here through the blockade of artillery fire and planes.
Su Yan was also in the crowd, with blood on his hands on his body, he experienced the cruelty of war, and several of his closest classmates were torn to pieces by the bomb around him.
Then he saw a group of hungry dog-like creatures pounce on the baskets of food.
They felt that this group of people was like everything, like wild dogs, like beggars, like homeless people, but not like soldiers, and they couldn't imagine that it was this group of people, on this front, under the indiscriminate bombardment and crazy attack of the Japanese army, who held out for many days, so that the Japanese army could not advance an inch!
Many people cried, they didn't know how they fought the Japanese army hungry and how they held on.
"Meat, there's meat!"
"Rice, white rice, oh my"
Everyone was screaming, grabbing, grabbing, completely ignoring how dirty their hands were.
"Get out of here!"
The butt of the gun smashed over, and Yang Quanlin appeared viciously, and behind him was Xie Guji, who was always standing as straight as a javelin.
"We are soldiers, not beggars!"
Xie Guji yelled, his throat was squirming incessantly, he, like everyone else, had been hungry for two days, but he was the regiment commander, and he wanted to maintain the military prestige of the 152nd regiment!
The hungry soldiers stood in a mess, they knew what Xie Guji wanted.
Many people are still holding food in their hands and stuffing it into their mouths, and they are about to go crazy with happiness.
"Stand upright, salute!"
Yang Quanlin was yelling, and everyone was saluting those who braved the artillery fire to bring food, although they were stinking, but at this moment, the military salute was extremely solemn.
These people in front of them deserve so much respect.
"Thank you, thank you!"
Xie Guji shook hands with those people one by one, and then said: "Tell the people of Shanghai, we are the 26th Division of the 74th Army, and I am the commander of the 152nd Regiment Xie Guji, I promise you that before you get the order to retreat, before we die, you will never let the devil take a step forward, unless, step over our corpses!" ”
Then he turned around and yelled: "Tell them, how many devils you have killed, is it worthy of the meal they sent at the risk of death!" ”
"I killed three!"
The pimple screamed, "I deserve this meal!" ”
"Lao Tzu killed eight," the monkey spirit shouted.
"Six of me!"
Yang Zongman was shouting: "I killed twelve, and I deserve this meal!" ”
"Our company killed two tanks, I'm Hu Lijun, I'm their company commander!"
Hu Lijun yelled, he had never felt so honored for his scum company as he did now.
The loudest screams were all the scum of the Third Company, and the other companies were much quieter, because although they also killed devils, they were embarrassed to mention it compared to the brilliant record of the Third Company one against several, which made them feel like a waste.
Su Yan and those who came with them, looking at them, they found that the cow pimple might be older than their age and Yang Zongman, older than their father, they were killing devils!
"Lu Yuan, you tell them, how many devils you killed!" Xie Guji shouted.
Lu Yuan smiled: "I don't remember, anyway, there are a lot!" ”
"At least more than eighty!"
The scum are screaming, this is their hero, their pride.
"Eighty"
Everyone was shocked, they stared at Lu Yuan, as if they were looking at a monster, Su Yan also stared at Lu Yuan, he didn't understand, how could one person kill so many devils, could it be that the devils were just standing there and killing him?
The devil is extremely vicious!
"Alright, you can eat!"
Xie Guji nodded with satisfaction and said: "Don't forget, this meal was sent by them desperately, bleeding, you eat this meal, just go back for me, take back the damn position for me!" ”
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