October 16, 1938, 6 a.m. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tamsui Town, Huiyang County.

Last night's heavy rain didn't stop, and it kept raining!

Keep going down!

The muddy ground, dilapidated houses, crushed trees, and shivering cows, sheep, horses, etc., hiding in the shacks, paint an extremely oppressive picture of the rain.

The rain pouring down from the sky, tons and tons of explosions, the huge sound of rain, became the only sound in the whole heaven and earth!

The whole Tamsui town is a dark color!

It's like a world of water.

In the center of Tamsui Town, there is a huge barracks, which is the station of the 151st Division of the 62nd Army of the National Army.

At this moment, Mo Xide, the commander of the 151st Division, was wearing a somewhat yellowed shirt, army green trousers, and a pair of black military boots with muddy water, and was standing alone under the eaves, looking into the distance, looking at the continuous heavy rain in front of him, and his expression was gloomy.

From the time I stood here until now, it seems that a full two hours have passed, and my body has not moved.

"Da, da, da!"

At this moment, there was a sound of water exploding, continuous, and so rapid.

A national ~ army officer in a black raincoat, stepping on the ankle-high water, walked quickly to the eaves, and respectfully said "divisional seat" to Mohid.

"Hmm!"

Division Commander Mohid nodded, squirmed his already chapped lips, still staring at the rapidly falling heavy rain, and said hoarsely: "What is the result of casualty statistics?" ”

"Division, this day-long battle in Daya Bay, coupled with the fierce battle on the 083 heights last night, our 151st Division, a total of 3,219 officers and soldiers were killed, 1,046 were seriously wounded, and the whole division could fight, plus the lightly wounded, there were still 5,320 people left."

The adjutant said sadly.

Suddenly, the division commander Mohid's body trembled suddenly, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, as if this was the only way to moisten his throat.

After a long time, Master Mohid did not say a word.

"Master, this is the list of soldiers who died this time, please take a look."

After speaking, the adjutant respectfully handed the thick pile of crumpled paper in his hand to the division commander Mohid.

At that moment, Mohid waved his hand and sighed: "That's it, that's it, I won't look at this list." ”

After a pause, he turned around, stared at the adjutant with his eyes tight, and said: "You will go to the division logistics office later, convey my order, according to this list, according to the standard of 1936, to give full pensions to the families of the officers and soldiers who died in this battle." ”

Hearing this, the adjutant immediately became embarrassed, and his face was ugly for a while.

"Master, where do we have extra money in the 151st Division? Not to mention the payment of 10 oceans according to the pension standard before the Anti-Japanese War, or the payment according to the pension standard reduced by half during the Anti-Japanese War, it is far from enough! ”

The adjutant said bitterly.

Before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the pension standard for officers and soldiers in Guangdong was 10 oceans, equivalent to about 1,500 yuan of legal currency, which was one of the best in the entire Chinese army, and much higher than the pension standard of 1,000 yuan legal currency of the Central Army;

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, whether it was the Central Army of Chairman Chiang, or the local warlord forces such as the Guangdong Army, the Gui Army, and the Jin Xun Army, the rich family wealth accumulated by them had long been wiped out with the successive major battles.

Where is the extra money?

As a result, the pensions of the various units of the national army were halved according to the pre-war standards.

Halving is better than nothing.

But in practice, it's completely different!

Many troops, including the Central Army, can't even pay their monthly salaries, so where is the extra money for the dead?

The Sichuan Army, the Hunan Army, the Yunnan Army, and other teams with extremely poor financial resources did not have a penny to be paid as a pension.

The Guangdong army is located in the rich Guangdong, and it stands to reason that it should not be bad for money, even compared to the central army, it is much richer. However, after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the 30 million people of Guangdong, in order to support the anti-Japanese war of the whole country, whether it is the common people or the officers and soldiers of Guangdong, all have the money to contribute and make a strong contribution.

In a word, there is no place in China today that is rich, and it is all a jingle of poverty.

The adjutant continued: "Division, there is less than 100,000 yuan of legal currency left in the account of our 151st Division, which is not enough for our division's food expenses for a month. ”

Hearing this, Mohid tightened his teeth and said, "Even if we starve to death, we can't let the brothers shed blood and tears!" ”

At that moment, Mohid groped with his hands on his body, took off a watch, a ring of pure gold, and handed it to the adjutant.

"This watch and this ring are worth a little money, you can pawn these pawnshops in the town later, and I'll figure out how to find the rest of the money." I just sold land and houses, smashed pots and sold iron, and went to steal and rob, and I had to raise the pension for it. ”

The adjutant choked up and respectfully took the watch and ring from Mohid's hand, his eyes welling up with tears.

"Hurry up!" Mohid waved his hand for the adjutant to hurry away and get the matter done as soon as possible.

"Yes, Master!"

The adjutant saluted and was about to turn away, but was stopped by Mohid again.

"Master, what else do you command?" The adjutant asked.

The division commander Mohid put his right hand into his shirt, pulled out a thumb-sized jade pendant from it, looked at it with some nostalgia, and handed it to the adjutant.

"You take this too, and give it to you together."

Hearing this, the adjutant immediately became anxious and resolutely refused to take this jade pendant, "Master, this Lantian jade pendant, but your family heirloom, the old lady is dying, but you can't lose it with a thousand instructions!" You, you, how can you take it for granted? Master, this must not be! ”

Immediately, Division Commander Mohide glared, stuffed the jade pendant into the adjutant's hand, and pretended to be angry: "If you take it, you will take it, and then talk nonsense with Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will drive you back to your hometown." ”

"Master!"

The adjutant choked up again.

"Huh!"

Mohid looked at the adjutant who was crying and couldn't help laughing: "Look, look, this man who is almost 20 years old, why is he still crying?" ”

"Master, this jade pendant, but your heirloom, this has been handed down for hundreds of years, you can't, you can't!" The adjutant cried.

Mohid smiled faintly: "No matter how precious this jade pendant is, it is a dead thing after all, where can it compare to the thousands of soldiers who sacrificed?" The ancestors of my Mo family have spirits in the sky, and they will also approve of me doing this, okay, don't cry, hurry up and get this matter done for me, do it well, or you see how I will clean you up? ”

"Hey!"

The adjutant replied heavily, his hands tightly gripping the watch, ring, and Lantian jade pendant that had been handed to him by Mohid for hundreds of years.

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The southern suburbs of Tamsui Town.

A wasteland.

At this moment, Ouyang, Wang Yaqiao, Li Yunlong, and all the soldiers of the 512 Brigade of the Eighth Route Army gathered here and stood here in the pouring rain.

Pray for the victims of the Daya Bay Battle!

At a glance, it was densely packed with soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, standing all over the mountain.

Hundreds of warriors were still standing here with bloody bandages and crutches, supporting each other.

"Lao Liu, you are injured like this, you are not lying in the house, what are you doing here?"

"Don't stop me! Isn't it okay for me to come and see the brothers for the last time? ”

"Lao Liu, I can understand your feelings, but you are seriously injured. The doctor told you to lie down, so that you could not move, it was heavy rain again, and it was standing, what if this wound opened again? Don't you ~ want to live? ”

"Hehe, the brothers are dead, but my Lao Liu is still alive, isn't it a joke? In fact, I am the one who should lie down in this place the most. If it weren't for my poor marksmanship, if I hadn't thrown my grenades far enough, the brothers wouldn't have died so many people, and you say, can I not come and see them off for the last time? ”

"Lao Liu, listen to my advice!"

"Okay, you don't need to say it anymore, my Lao Liu is standing here today, and I want to send my brothers on the last journey!"

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Ouyang personally held a shovel and kept digging and digging in the ground, trying to dig the entire mountain.

The first update of "" was sent, and the author continued to open the second update.

These chapters are relatively depressing, and when the author Jun wrote these, his heart was also heavy, but in addition to blood, war is more of endless depression.