Xu Sansi lit a cigarette in a dashing manner, his face covered with mud, and standing behind him were less than a hundred soldiers whose faces were also covered with mud and various stolen goods. For more than a month, their 'puppet Manchurian army' has been staying in this vicinity, sending several soldiers every day to observe the battle situation in the preface so that they can make corresponding countermeasures.

All they needed to do was to do everything they could, not to stop the war, hoping to buy more time for the rear, they had lost more than a dozen soldiers in a month, but their bodies could not be brought back to Jinxi, and they had already prepared for this when they chose the most mysterious army in China.

Xu Sansi and his comrades-in-arms had just buried a fallen comrade-in-arms, and then Xu Sansi took out the map on his body, drew a circle on the soldier's burial place, and wrote his name on the map, which was already the eleventh name on the map. Finally, a mark was made on the grave, which was indistinguishable from the others, so that the soldier could be accurately located in the future.

"Brother, the brothers are leaving, don't feel too lonely here, if you can't bear the loneliness, you can take two more steps, Xiao Gao is waiting for you less than ten kilometers to the west." Xu Sansi stuck the cigarette in his hand on the grave, although there are few special forces, the comradeship between the soldiers is the most profound.

They are in the dark all the time, facing danger all the time, they are not like other troops, there are tens of thousands of troops behind them to rely on, far away from the main force, they only have these comrades around them can rely on. Originally, before carrying out this mission, because everyone was the elite of each army, it was inevitable that they would obey each other, but after experiencing this battle that will never be recorded in history, they formed a kind of invisible and intangible cohesion.

In normal times, you may see them arguing with each other, even if it is a heads-up situation, but if you step forward to provoke them at this time, you will definitely be greeted by the attack of the two of them, and after defeating you, they will continue to do what they were doing.

"Okay brother, the military seat has already ordered, I want our brothers to go back, my brothers can't accompany you here, but don't worry, I believe it won't be long before you can go home, and I will come to pick you up in person, only a dozen of your brothers have stayed here in such a large land, and you can hug a dozen of you in the future, don't be reckless when you meet a large number of little devils, if you can fight, you can fight, and if you can't fight, you can run, and when our brothers are here in the future, we will clean up the little devils together." Xu Sansi wiped the tears from his face and said unbearably.

This is a unit created by him himself, he knows the surname of every soldier in the army, and he also knows the background of each soldier, and he also has different feelings for each soldier, although he really hopes that these brothers can live like this forever, but this is a war, since it is a war, then it must be dead, today is your death, tomorrow may be his turn, the day after tomorrow it will be my turn, the only thing they can do is to kill a few more little devils while they are still alive.

Su Dao ordered this force to start withdrawing from the enemy line last night, the battlefield situation here has achieved the expected results, and the 99th Army is also sure to deal with the next war, for the 99th Army, which already has a base area and replenishes troops, the ally of the Soviet Red Army does not seem to be so important.

Moreover, according to the war of more than a month, it can be roughly judged that the Soviet Red Army is not as strong as imagined, and so far the Kwantung Army has lost about 15,000 people, while the losses of the Soviet Red Army are greater than those of the Kwantung Army, which has reached as many as 20,000.

As for the later generations that were touted as a mythical battle of Nomenkan, there are no convincing conditions at all, perhaps some people will mention that in the later period, the million Soviet Red Army entered the northeast and broke the Kwantung Army in a few weeks, of course, this is absolutely true in the later period, but please don't forget that the current Soviet Red Army, combat effectiveness is still low, and the Kwantung Army has not yet transferred a large number of troops to the Kannai and Pacific theaters, so the combat effectiveness of the Kwantung Army troops at this time is higher than that of the Soviet Red Army.

The million-dollar Soviet Red Army that entered the northeast in the later period was basically veterans who came down from the western battlefield, and when they were used to fighting with the Germans, they would come to fight with some of their own miscellaneous divisions, and victory would naturally not be a problem. In the later period, the strength of the Kwantung Army was far less than before, and the reason was that the base camp transferred the elite of the Kwantung Army to the Pacific Theater.

At the same time that Xu Sansi and the wild wolf led the troops back to Jinxi, thousands of miles away in Henan, hundreds of soldiers dressed in postal courier costumes, unloading bicycles from trucks, each of them received a letter from the commander, and each took a map and set off towards his destination, at the same time, the same scene also appeared in Shandong, Jiangsu, Anhui and other places.

"Hello uncle, may I ask if Han Shicheng's family is in this village?" Song Wen rode his bicycle for a long time and finally came to the village mentioned on the map, but in this era when there were no road signs and no village signs, he could only stop and ask the local people.

The hundreds of postmen who delivered the letter were all composed of soldiers from the guard unit of the military headquarters of the 99th Army and a part of the military police, and at this time, each of them carried a huge amount of cash on their bicycles.

"Yes, I'm his second uncle, young man, has Shicheng sent a letter?" This old man, who was called Uncle by Song Wen, was only less than fifty years old, and because of his hard work all year round, coupled with insufficient food and clothing, he looked almost sixty years old on the surface.

"What's your name, please? What is the name of Han Se-sung's father? How many uncles and aunts does Han Shicheng have? Hearing that it was the family of the person he sent the letter to, Song Wen couldn't help but secretly have some precautions, in the face of a huge pension, he had to hand it over to the direct relatives of the fallen soldiers, if the money was cheated away, he couldn't face those dead soldiers.

"My name is Han Ertian, Shicheng's father is called Han Santian, there is a Han Datian above, and an aunt Han Shuzhen, Shicheng is the eldest in the family, and there is a younger brother named Han Shizhong below, sister Han Pingfen, and there are only a few direct relatives." Han Ertian didn't think about it, and directly told the name and relationship of his family.

"Uncle, we have a rule here, the letter must be handed over to the designated person, can you take me to Han Shicheng's house?" Song Wen looked at the names on the back of the envelope, and they all matched what Han Ertian said, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally found the first person to send the letter, but the letter still had to be handed over to his parents, or younger brothers and sisters.

Han Ertian responded with a smile, and then took Song Wen to Han Shicheng's house, as an uneducated person, now is not the busy farming period, and Han Shicheng's family has gradually gotten better since Han Shicheng became a soldier, and his younger brother Han Shizhong was also sent to the county seat to study by the family, and it would be almost time to get out of school, so Han Ertian would stand here and wait for Han Shizhong, but he didn't expect to wait for the news of his eldest nephew.

Entering Han Shicheng's home, Song Wen didn't have too much emotion, this home is no different from most civilians in China now, two adobe houses and a courtyard, and the dilapidated gate together form a home. As soon as he entered the courtyard, Song Wen heard a violent cough.

When I entered the house, I saw clearly that an old man who also looked old was lying on the bed coughing constantly, and there was a sixteen or seventeen girl next to him holding a bowl of medicine and trying to figure out how to let her father drink it.

Han Ertian explained that Han Shicheng's father was infected with a cold two months ago, and no matter how he treats the disease and takes medicine, this disease is not good, and the situation is getting worse and worse, and even when he walks on the ground, he must be supported by someone. And after Han Shicheng got the letter, Han Santian also forcibly dragged his body to sit up, he missed this son who had been away from home for more than half a year, especially during the period when he was sick, he missed his eldest son every day.

Since there was no literate person in the house, everyone entrusted Song Wen to help read the letter, and the person who sent the letter generally knew how to read, and Song Wen, who couldn't bear it, slowly opened the letter and told a big lie to a seriously ill old man, telling them that the letter said that Han Shicheng was very good in the army, and how many pounds had gained weight.

After that, Song Wen pulled Han Shicheng's second uncle and sister outside the house, and then read out the true content of the letter himself.

"Dear Mr. Han Santian, first of all, on behalf of the Chinese Army, I would like to express my gratitude to you, thank you for cultivating such an excellent soldier for the Chinese Army, Han Shicheng showed great courage on the battlefield, he has saved his comrades three times, and is a soldier that I respect very much, but now I can only regret to inform you that your son Han Shicheng died in the poison gas battle of the Kwantung Army on September 22, the 27th year of the Republic of China, in the northern front of the Jinxi Campaign, we apologize to you.

Due to the spread of poison gas, it is not possible to transport your son's body back to his hometown, but we will hold a memorial service in Jinxi on the day of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, and you will be invited to attend. At the same time, we will give you and your family a certain amount of financial subsidies, Han Shicheng enlisted in the army for seven months, according to the new regulations of the 99th Army, your son's military salary should be 30 yuan per month, and the pension should be five times the total salary of the seven months, so the army should pay you a pension of 1,000 and 50 yuan. Finally, please keep this notice of death, within five years after the change of welfare in the army, you can use this notice to the military headquarters of the 99th Army to handle the latest welfare benefits. Your son's commander, Major General Liu Sanpao, commander of the 766th Division of the 99th Army. ”

When Song Wen finished reading this death notice, Han Shicheng's sister had become a tearful person, and Han Shicheng's younger brother Han Shizhong was standing not far away at some point.

After Song Wen handed them the envelope containing the pension, Youhao Sheng comforted them, and then went to another family in the same village, a small village with three fallen soldiers, and one can imagine how difficult life for these three families will be for a long time to come. (To be continued.) )