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What happened to Tong Wen? Cheng Ming looked at the division commander suspiciously, wouldn't it? Because he clearly knew that due to the harsh environment of this march, Tong Wen's division special agent battalion was specially arranged in a position responsible for the rear and containment of the whole division. After the troops in front of them cleared some small stockades, they were unlikely to encounter enemy attacks on their way.

It is true that Tong Wen's special battalion did not encounter any threat from an enemy armed with knives and guns, but they encountered a much more difficult difficulty than an enemy with knives and guns, and in fact, it was the same difficulty that the advancing armies generally faced, that is, hunger. However, for them in the palace, this difficulty may be a little stricter.

Many of the soldiers had lost their bags of rice and were left in the people's huts on the other side of the mountain. In order to carry out more arduous tasks in the future, in order to prevent accidents, the surplus food of each company was temporarily concentrated, and during the non-stop march for two days and one night, the food allocated to each soldier was extremely limited. In Hai Duong's "rest", not a single soldier had a full meal, and now this food is not only to take care of their own shriveled hungry intestines, but also to save the brothers who have fallen behind. These brothers were able to fall behind their ranks for one reason: a fall. And the direct cause of the director's fall injury is hunger and exhaustion. Hunger can make people even more tired, and exhaustion can cause people to fall to the side of the road without even realizing it.

For the soldiers, except for the pale faces that became more and more angular, it seemed that the other qiē were still the same as usual, and before they arrived in Haiyang, they had been troubled with their stomachs. After leaving Haiyang and entering the mountains, his illness became more and more severe.

This strong man who used the only memorial left by his mother to compensate his companion for the two damaged apples in Tianjing City because his companion overturned the burden of apples of the people, and now only he knows how weak he is.

The food given to him by the battalion was transferred to the other soldiers as it had been at the beginning. In the face of his subordinates who were unwilling to accept it, he would reach out on the side of the road and grab a wild vegetable that was rarely let go by the troops in front, and chew it sweetly, "It's still good, it's just that the guys in front of his mother are too ruthless and too bare." When he said this, he would always smile, "Alas, the teacher is really not interesting, why did he throw us to the end?" Hehe, probably because we eat too much meat. Sooner or later, when I see our old military commander, I have to sue him fiercely to see who is powerful. ”

The soldiers who heard this also laughed comfortably. Originally, we are the iron fist of the Second Red Division, and it will become a rotten tail if we put it behind, and the division commander is too eccentric.

"Actually, it's not easy for the queen of the palace." Tong Wen led the war horse, moving his steps step by step on the rugged mountain path, looking at the soldiers in front and behind, "It's a long-distance march now, the more you walk in front, the easier it is, and the back of the palace is bitter." It's a chore that only our toughest troops can do. Hehe, the division commander believes in us, and believes that we will not leave a brother who has fallen behind. You say yes, right? ”

The soldiers laughed again, this time with pride.

"Don't walk boringly, sing, singing can relieve fatigue, hunger, and backache, I don't believe everyone can try it."

"Forward, forward, forward, our team ...... to the sun"

At last out of the mountain, finally on horseback, it was time to arrive at the scheduled temporary resting place. Bursts of cheerful laughter came and went, and the soldiers had long forgotten their troubles. As long as you have a good meal of hot rice soup, the Tsarist ghosts you will see in front of you are just a bed bug for them, how to grind it.

"Battalion commander, your face is getting more and more ugly," the deputy battalion commander looked worriedly at the corners of his mouth and was also smiling, but it was difficult to hide the tired Tong Wen, and persuaded with concern, "There is only one hour of rest time in front, so don't take the next move, stay behind and rest well." ”

"Hehe, you think I'm muddy?" Tong Wen gently dismounted and smiled hesitantly, "The soldiers who run and have diarrhea are going to be treated as diseases, so what's the matter?" ”

"Running a loose belly? What you said was too simple," the deputy battalion commander shook his head, "I said you, don't hide it from me." It's not a matter of a day or two, and no one can stand it. ”

"I ......" Tong Wen's body shook suddenly, and his eyes went dark. He subconsciously wanted to lean forward and crouch on the horse's back, but he didn't.

The deputy battalion commander of the "battalion commander ......" leaned over, grabbed it with his hand, and failed......

"Battalion Commander ......"

Tong Wen's head was bleeding, his eyes were slightly open, and his mouth was half-open, and he could no longer say a word to them, despite the sad cries of his dear brothers, and the deputy battalion commander who kept slapping his face with remorse.

He just left this wonderful world, perhaps with infinite regrets. Because he hadn't had time to cut off the heads of a few Tsarist ghosts with his own hands, he hadn't fulfilled his promise to the fathers and elders in the dilapidated shack in Haiyang, and he hadn't seen the beautiful kingdom of heaven on earth that His Royal Highness King An had said at the beginning. However, he may have been satisfied, because he had brought out a complete army from the mountains, not only did he have not a single one of his troops, but also more than a hundred more horses, and none of the men and horses that had fallen behind along the way were lost, even if there were those who fell like him.

Soon the procession began to march again. Tong Wen was held in his brother's arms, on horseback, walking at the front of the team, side by side with him, a fluttering red military flag, followed by a high-pitched and tragic singing, "Forward, forward, forward, our team to the sun, feet on the land of the motherland, carrying the expectations of the nation, we are an invincible force......"

Together with all the Red Army soldiers who bravely sacrificed their lives for national liberation, he will be turned into light ashes and sent back to Tianjing. Then, escorted by another group of brothers, they entered the home they had chosen for themselves in the Purple Mountain.

"Damn, I just ran into a sharp stone...... Liang Chengfu raised his head upwards with a thick nasal voice, closed his eyes twice, and pounded hard on the table with his hand holding his military cap.

Cheng Ming was speechless for a long time. The people from the old teaching brigade of the Red First Army, including himself, did not have a company at the beginning, but after the Liangguang Campaign and the suppression of bandits, there were less than 60 people left. After the expansion of the army, only a dozen of them survived in the Red First Army. Tong Wen is a well-known reconnaissance hero of the Second Red Division and even the whole army, especially in the Guangxi anti-bandit operation, he is even more famous. It is precisely because of this that when everyone else is at least sitting in the position equivalent to the deputy head of the regiment, only Tong Wen is held in his hands by Liang Chengfu, who loves talent, otherwise......

"How much grain has been seized here?" Liang Chengfu sniffled, lowered his head and didn't look at Cheng Ming.

Cheng Ming raised his arm and wiped it under his eyes, "Not much." The grain in the granary of the county government is not as much as the grain in the ghost barracks of Tsarist Russia, and when all of them are added together, it is enough for our whole division to eat for two days at most. I don't fucking know what these dog mongrels are up to! ”

"This is also a tactic," Liang Chengfu sighed, "The Tsarist Russian ghost made preparations to guard against us in the previous stage, so a large amount of grain must be on the Acropolis and Liugong Island in Weihai, even if the Wendeng camp is taken, the situation is similar to here." ”

"The most nervous thing now is food, we really have to eat it openly, and it won't take a day for our whole group to run out of food." Cheng Ming's eyes rolled, "I said Commander, the big families and merchants in the city must have some grain in their hands." Tomorrow, I will send people to the door to warn them that they do not need to hoard grain and raise prices, otherwise they will be resolutely confiscated. In this way, the food we have seized can be moved. ”

"That's what I thought too." Liang Chengfu nodded, "The time given to us by the camp to complete the entire campaign is ten days, and now it has only been six days, and all departments are facing the problem of food." In this way, you can immediately take out a part of this grain and organize the troops to escort it to the direction of Wang Yu, Chen Tingxiang and they are probably more difficult than us, and leave the rest to the third division to solve the urgent need. ”

"Now?" Cheng Ming hesitated for a moment, looked at the division commander who obviously meant this, and unconsciously asked, "Then ...... here?"

"You, you also look down on those hairy ghosts too much, not to mention that they come to the field, even if they can't come out of the Wendeng camp, ** hundreds of people can't withstand the attack of one of our divisions, I don't care about a lot of your battalion here." Liang Chengfu finally smiled a little again, "Ensuring the combat effectiveness of friendly forces is the key, after all, we are about to have a chance to rest, but they can't." ”

"Yes." Cheng Ming nodded vigorously, "Do it immediately." ”

In the Tsarist Russian garrison headquarters where the war subsided, there were more than two dozen young bodies lying quietly side by side with blood-stained robes. At the head of each of them was a bowl. In the distance, more than a dozen Tsarist Russian cannons were fired into the sky from time to time, and a row of Red Army soldiers solemnly fired the Tsarist Russian muskets in their hands, as if to greet the heroes who died.

Eugene silently stood up from the second platoon leader's body and came to the back of Xu Fang, who was constantly stroking the back of the war horse outside the gate, "Your Excellency the company commander, I'm sorry." ”

"No need, Eugene, you're doing well, like a Red Army soldier." Xu Fang didn't look back, and continued to do that almost mechanical action.

"I ...... Actually, if I ......"

Xu Fang stopped his hand and looked back at Eugene, "I'm not a butcher, none of us want to be butchers, but we are soldiers, especially if we are still soldiers fighting to recover the country that we have been taken away by the plunderers, we must kill all those enemies." Otherwise, it will be us who will lie down in the future. ”

He took out a small half of a tortilla from his coat pocket and gently put it in Eugene's hand, "Go ahead, give this to the second platoon leader, he usually eats a lot." ”

Eugene looked at the cake in his hand, then looked up at Xu Fang, who had already turned over and got on the horse, and after hesitating for a moment, he turned around and walked to the second row leader who was lying quietly. Since starting from Haiyang, and then all the way over the mountains and mountains, although he and a few of his companions will always get food that can roughly fill their stomachs, he can clearly see what all the Red Army soldiers around him are like. Even yesterday's "big meal" before the battle was just a bowl of rice soup that was almost crystal clear, plus such a small piece of corn flour tortillas. That's it, he didn't see any frustration, let alone dissatisfaction, on the faces of every soldier who seemed to be eating a feast. They are all men of iron.

Collection...... Let's go! Xu Fang glanced one last more at the courtyard, lightly knocked the war horse, and the mount stepped into the light four hooves, knocking on the earth.

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