The third part of the Bloody War of Resistance, Chapter 9, Rushing, Section 1, Bow Pull

After the smoke clears, the mountains and fields are filled with the fragrance of early spring, the earth will absorb blood, and the heroes or demons will be contained into their arms, after the war, hundreds of thousands of people in northern Hubei go to the battlefield, in the inn, Changshou, Jingshan, in the craters, rubble, corpse mountains to find lucky survivors. /.qb5, c0М//

Rows of corpses were neatly arranged on the hillside, and the villagers in northern Hubei carefully washed the remains of the martyrs and wrapped them in clean white cloths, while the corpses wearing Japanese military uniforms were quickly thrown into a large pit and quickly covered with soil.

Several jeeps drove up the hillside, and before the car could stop, Wu Ziniu jumped out of the car, and then went straight to the row of bodies wrapped in white cloth, starting from the head of the row, carefully observing them one by one.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Ziniu walked to the end of the line, his face was full of disappointment, and several people hurried over, the two leading men were wearing long shirts, obviously better dressed than the others.

"Sir, the man has been found." The old man in the gray cotton robe said to Wu Ziniu.

Wu Ziniu, who was already in despair, was like grabbing a straw, and immediately rushed to the old man, and the old man hurriedly let the three people behind him: "Brother Geng, tell the chief quickly, did you carry a chief to the hospital." ”

The faces of the three people were dark, the oldest of them was about fifty years old, and the two younger ones were about twenty years old, Brother Geng was obviously from the mountains, seeing that Wu Ziniu was a little timid, Nuo Nuo nodded, not knowing how to speak.

Before Wu Ziniu could speak, a young officer came out from behind him, and he spoke in front of him: "Uncle, don't be afraid, we are looking for a brother, he is the same as the brother you carried to the hospital." ”

A young man in his twenties came out from behind Brother Geng, wearing straw sandals and carrying a shotgun on his shoulder, his voice was crisp, but not loud: "We carried it, that person shed a lot of blood, not our family's secret recipe, he died a long time ago." ”

"Yes, yes, we thank you very much." The young officer hurriedly explained: "Originally, our commander himself wanted to thank you, but he was temporarily ill, so he had to entrust us to thank you and your grandfather. But there are some brothers with that brother, have you seen them? ”

When the two caftan heard this, they looked at each other, no wonder they were repeatedly instructed to go all out.

"Yes, a lot, we buried them." The lad said.

Wu Ziniu jumped over and grabbed the young man's arm: "Where are you buried?" ”

The young man frowned slightly, and the other young man was about to come over as soon as his body moved, Brother Geng grabbed him, and Wu Ziniu's expression was anxious: "Brother, thank you so much, brother, as long as you can find it, you are my Wu Ziniu's brother." ”

"Brother Geng, take the chief quickly." The cheongsam spoke at this point.

"Come with me." The young man turned around and left, taking advantage of the situation to pull his arm out of Wu Ziniu's hand, and the group stuffed three jeeps to the brim, and the kiep drove through the crowd and out of town.

The jeep stopped in front of several rows of mounds with the guidance of Brother Geng, these rows of mounds were neatly arranged, Wu Ziniu quickly counted the number of graves, and nodded lightly, the number was exactly the number of Zhao Hanjie's team. Forty graves, like forty soldiers, lined up in a neat line, ready to set off for battle.

"These seem to be chiefs." The young man pointed to the four graves in the center: "They were sacrificed together, and among them was a chief's shoulder, the same as yours, oh no, one more." ”

Zhao Hanjie's military rank is colonel, Wu Ziniu's military rank is lieutenant colonel, and there is naturally one more little star on the shoulder row.

Wu Ziniu nodded, looking at the four graves intently, Zhuang Jihua fell ill after the battle, and the order given to Wu Ziniu on the hospital bed was to find Zhao Hanjie, take pictures of his tomb, and send him back to Chongqing.

Wu Ziniu is also willing to accept this task, among the people who came out of the Seventh Company, in addition to Zhuang Jihua, he respected Song Yunfei the most, Wang Xiaoshan was the most feared, and Zhao Hanjie was the most deafening.

Zhao Hanjie was the youngest in their group, only sixteen years old at the time, and they all regarded him as a little brother and a little brother they wanted to protect, but no one expected that he was the first to die among them.

The bits and pieces on Huangpu Island, the trickle of Guangzhou and Chongqing, pictures flashed in Wu Ziniu's mind. Everyone stood there quietly, and everyone felt Wu Ziniu's grief.

"Dig up." After a long time, two words popped out of Wu Ziniu's mouth.

"Adjutant Wu, what does the commander mean..." The young officer reminded.

"Shut up Commander, I'll dig it out," Wu Ziniu shouted violently, his eyes were red, and he stared at him fiercely.

The officer shivered, and hurriedly found a shovel to lead the people to start digging. Obviously, it was just buried in a hurry, the pit was not deep, and it was dug up in less than ten minutes, and Wu Ziniu jumped into the grave and took Zhao Hanjie's body out. It's been a bit long, and the temperature of the land has made the corpse start to **, and the face is already a little unclear, but the rank on the military uniform can still be seen clearly.

The young officer also jumped into the pit, took out a bag from the dirt, and handed it to Wu Ziniu, who opened it to see that it was a talisman of the Yi family, and there was also a watch.

Wu Ziniu stood up, walked in front of Brother Geng, knelt down with a "snap", and kowtowed to him in a proper manner, Brother Geng panicked and hurriedly came over to help.

"Thank you, uncle, for not letting my brother be in the wilderness." Wu Ziniu's body did not move at all, looked at Brother Geng and said, "Please trouble the old man, for my brother, for my forty brothers, let... Forty coffins. Do you know, they are heroes, forty of them, wiped out one of the devil's divisions and regiments, and killed a devil's lieutenant general. ”

Speaking of which, Wu Ziniu couldn't go on, he simply stretched out his hand, someone handed over a document bag, Wu Ziniu opened the document bag, poured the bag down, and poured out a bunch of fiat currency.

Brother Geng was in a hurry: "Sir, don't dare to be, don't dare to be"

The three hands pulled Wu Ziniu up, Brother Geng ignored the pile of money underground, grabbed Wu Ziniu's hand and said: "Sir, I can't ask for this money, if I ask for this money, I will cut off my children and grandchildren, don't worry, we will make coffins, forty coffins." ”

"Sir, you can't scold our innkeepers like this." Gray Changshou, the mayor of this town, also came over: "The brothers fought Japan and put their lives on the line, and we innkeepers have the responsibility to let these warriors who sacrificed their lives for the country go to the ground for peace." ”

"Mayor Zhuang, Commander Zhuang has an order, and the troops are not allowed to disturb the people." Wu Ziniu said: "Besides, the inn has suffered a lot of losses this time, and the villagers are already in great difficulty." ”

"No matter how difficult it is, you can't take this money." Brother Geng's attitude was very resolute, let go of Wu Ziniu's hand, turned around and took off his coat: "Take an axe." ”

Wu Ziniu did not move, he stood there quietly, and the mayor returned to the town, and when he returned, he brought a large group of people, who immediately began to move to make coffins, while others began to cut down trees in the surrounding hills.

Two days later, forty brand-new tombs stood in four rows on the hillside, and in front of them was a stone monument with an inscription written by an old man from the town.

"In the 32nd year of the Republic of China, the Japanese invaded my China, the smoke of gunpowder rose in northern Hubei, the wolf smoke was billowing, the people of Li wailed, the banks of the Han River, the north and south of the Yangtze River, the blood flowed like a river, and the sons and daughters of northern Hubei rose up to resist, broken tiles and ruins, and scorched earth for thousands of miles. The enemy is ferocious, and the wolf rushes to the pig; The army is vertical and horizontal, and the wolf smoke is bursting; The mountains and rivers are broken, and the sky is dark.

Zhao Jun Hanjie, Han Jiayingjie; Forty strong men, hot-blooded men; Ride the horse, fight hard, pull the crossbow, and step on the enemy camp; Go forward, break the strong enemy in front of the battle, cut the enemy chief in the army, and sprinkle blood to enrich China.

……。 ”

"Well written." Zhuang Jihua leaned on the hospital bed, looked at the inscription copied back by Wu Ziniu, and praised it softly. The impact of Zhao Hanjie's death on him was too great, and he had been holding on to command the battle these days, but when the troops rushed into Hankou, he immediately collapsed and woke up after two days of sleep. The first thing he did when he woke up was to send Wu Ziniu to the inn to find Zhao Hanjie.

Gong Xiuhua was peeling apples on the side, and sighed softly when she heard this, she knew that Zhuang Jihua had been entangled in this matter, and felt that she was responsible for Zhao Hanjie's matter, so he had become so irritable recently, and during the battle, he dealt with four army commanders and two division commanders, such a thing, when his heart was calm, would not be so intense. Only by untying this knot will his heart be at peace.

Zhuang Jihua looked at the photos brought back by Wu Ziniu, took the photos of Zhao Hanjie's tomb, and didn't let go for a long time, Gong Xiuhua handed him the apple, took the photo easily, and took it in his hand to look at it carefully.

"This photo will be sent to Ani, and the military merit medal will also be sent back." Zhuang Jihua added softly that before the battle was over, Zhao Hanjie's application for the Order of the Blue Sky and White Sun would be reported to the Military Commission, and it might be approved in the next two days.

He was not in the hospital, but in the headquarters' own room, the military doctor came to see him, thinking that he was overtired, weak, and needed to be bedridden, Zhuang Jihua didn't want to go to the hospital, so he stayed in the headquarters.

"How do you explain it to Ani?" Zhuang Jihua sighed.

"You don't have to tell anyone." Gong Xiuhua interrupted him unceremoniously, with a very serious expression: "In the Northern Hubei Campaign, Wuhan was recovered, there were 100,000 casualties in the five theaters alone, and as many as 80,000 were killed, and this war was not provoked by you." ”

"During the Cultural Revolution, the palace secretary was right, there would be no victory without sacrifice." Song Yunfei also added: "This time it's Han Jie, next time it may be me, or it may be Xiaoshan, the Cultural Revolution, now you are the commander in command of hundreds of thousands of troops, you can't be so fragile." ”

Zhuang Jihua was about to refute, but the door was pushed open, Xu Zuyi was in front, Li Zhilong and Wang Xiaoshan were behind, and the three of them entered. Zhuang Jihua sat up, Xu Zuyi walked quickly to the bed, and held Zhuang Jihua down.

"Cultural Revolution, don't get up." Xu Zuyi's worries contained excitement: "The chairman of the committee will go to Wuhan tomorrow, and he may hold an operational meeting. ”

Zhuang Jihua nodded slightly, Xu Zuyi reminded him that the Northern Hubei Campaign was over, but the more important next strategic direction would be determined in Chiang Kai-shek's trip to Wuhan.

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