Chapter 4: Turning to War (6)

With what Mo Di sent, the 1038 regiment immediately widened.

The clothes are new inside and out, although they are all Japanese, they can be soft and warm, and there is a faint smell of the sun, and the regimental and battalion company-level officers are all equipped with the Japanese army's snow coats, with a large placket, double-breasted oblique pockets, and a few tripping buckles on the waist, wearing a belt, with a 38 box, which is very majestic. The lower half of the body is Japanese-style breeches, and the big leather shoes of the Japanese army are put on, but fortunately, the hat on the head is still from the national army, otherwise it can be mistaken for the Japanese army.

The military cap of the 1038 regiment was brought back from the Fuyang front, and when they jumped into the river to cross the river, in order to be light, they only left a pair of pants on their bodies, but the hat was never thrown away, they knew that without this hat on their heads, they would be no different from the common people. After going ashore, I found what to wear, and there were all kinds of clothes on my body, but this hat was a standard standard clothing. lined up and walked to Yu Qian, the only thing that could prove their identity as a national army was this hat.

Wearing Japanese-style leather shoes, all the people in the 1038 regiment have mixed feelings, after going ashore, the clothes can be found, the shoes are really not found, fortunately, not long after the rice is harvested, the grass is full of cattle pens, Guangxi soldiers will play straw shoes, each person gave himself a pair, wearing this pair of straw shoes, walked more than 100 kilometers. After Yu dived, the straw sandals became a tool for ignition and turned to ashes.

Mo Di took off the steel helmet on his head, took off the national army standard military hat inside, handed it to Li Benyi, and said with a smile: "Your soldiers still have a hat, but you, the regiment commander, have a mess like a chicken nest." ”

"Hehe, our division commander Yang Junchang doesn't like to wear hats, and our subordinates also follow suits, don't wear hats, and those above the regiment level have big suits. Li Benyi said honestly, took Mo Enemy's hat, put it on his head, and pressed his unkempt hair, somewhat like a soldier.

Mo Di put a towel in the steel helmet and put it directly on his head, so that it didn't look ugly or uncomfortable. Yang Junchang is an old-fashioned soldier, the oldest of these division commanders in the Gui Department, more than 50 years old, graduated from Guangxi Jiangwutang, served as a pigtail soldier in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, is not used to wearing hats, under his influence, people around him do not wear hats. Mo Di unbuttoned his coat, took off the Browning M1910 pistol on his body along with the armed belt, handed it to Li Benyi, and said: "This suit is for you, I have been wearing it for more than half a year, and I have not used it. You have time to try it and see if it can still start, don't really use it when you really want to come in handy, don't say it, lose your life. ”

This time, Li Benyi didn't pick up so happily, and said: "Then you are the head of the group, why don't you get a prop to pretend to be?" ”

"I have a lot of pretend, this gun is for you to pretend, and it matches your big suit head." Mo Di smiled: "If it weren't for the fact that you are all Japanese-style, I am afraid that people will misunderstand that you are a black gun beaten by Japanese soldiers, I won't even give you a hat, and let your long hair flutter and dress up." ”

Li Benyi took the pistol and armed belt, untied his coat, tied it to the Japanese military uniform, grabbed the placket of the coat with both hands, and raised it back, and the placket flew up, which was full of movement. With his left hand on his waist and his right hand on the Browning M1910 pistol, his head raised and he made a pose. Mo Di laughed, made a vomiting sound, and shouted: "This look, don't put it in front of me, go and put it in front of your Master Yang, you will definitely be praised." ”

The orderlies brought the food, very simply, put three bricks in the fire, add some charcoal, and set up a stir-fry pot, which was braised wild boar, and the crystal clear meat with the red pepper gave out a burst of strong fragrance, which aroused people's appetite. Two small bowls, a jar of local rice wine, and an ancient clay pot with three old characters written on it in paint: Daughter Red. This is the legendary flower carving!

During this time, Xu Ping got a lot of good wine in Jiaxing, Mo Di also drank a lot of good wine, when he began to drink, he felt sour and bitter, the wine taste was insufficient, a little instinctive resistance, after drinking a few more times, he found that the local Huadiao wine taste was extremely pure, and the wine was stronger. Patting the mud seal, put the whole clay pot by the fire, and after a while, the aroma of wine wafted out, a kind of indescribable taste, unpredictable, but clear in the room. Mo Di snorted and said: "It's this taste, it's very pure, I'm afraid that the cellar has been underground for many years, I have drunk a lot of rice wine in Zhejiang, and this jar is the best." ”

Li Benyi also took two breaths, looked at Mo Di in puzzlement, and said, "Why don't I smell any good taste, I feel a strange smell of sourness and rancidness." ”

Mo Enemy laughed, this one, although he studied hard, he could never change that rustic rustic atmosphere.

The 1038th Regiment has been in the dark for these days, and today for the first time there is the hustle and bustle of the barracks, Li Benyi agreed that they should all drink some wine, and they should accompany the brothers of the 526th Brigade.

Popularity, that's popularity, a place, from the grave-like silence to the polder-style noise, doesn't need much of it, it's enough to have wine.

The 1038th Regiment has been waiting for these days, not waiting for supplies from the national army, but waiting for a Japanese thing, which the soldiers find very interesting. Below the squad leader, all of them are 38 big covers, and above the platoon commander, all of them are *, there are enough bullets, not only the soldiers have a hundred rounds on them, but there are also a lot of baggage teams. The 1038 regiment is still set up as a shelf of three battalions, and as soon as the supplementary personnel are in place, it will be a full regiment.

"I said Brother Li Guang, it's just such a rabble, you dare to take them to the battlefield?" Mo Di touched the wine bowl with Li Benyi, drank the wine in the bowl with a relaxed heart, and looked at Li Benyi, who was unhappy with his face, Mo Di couldn't help laughing.

"That's good! The 1038 regiment before me was not too much, a regiment, three battalions, companies, and a team directly under the regiment headquarters had 1,213 people, you are the regiment commander, you should know that you will pay so much salary at the peak, and if you don't eat empty salary, you are a good commander. As for the weapons, except for the Longzhou Kuaili is a barge gun made in Hanyang, with no more than 50 bullets per person, and it is left to fate after the fight. In this way, our 1038th Regiment was still the main force in the 171st Division, and in Chenjiaxing, our regiment survived the most, with more than 600 people, and several other regiments, with the least less than 300 people. Li Benyi said: "I don't understand you, the more others beat people, the less people you beat, the more you beat people, the more we fight, the more you fight, the richer you are, after two months, you become a noble soldier, we become a wanderer, this difference is a little too big." Yesterday, people from the Lin'an County Party Department came to Yu Qian, and replied to the order of our army commander Zhou Zuhuang, saying that you will supply us, I think this time it is over, your 1056 regiment is only a regiment, how can you replenish me? It's amazing, give me a few packets of rice, a hundred or a dozen guns. ”

"I didn't expect it!" Mo Di said proudly.

"I really didn't expect that you would have one-color Japanese-style equipment, and the things supplemented were also one-color Japanese-style, and at a glance you knew that this was captured materials. More than 1,000 sets of military uniforms, more than 1,000 sets of weapons, hundreds of overcoats, 2,000 pairs of leather shoes, plus quilts and canned rice, can easily equip a reorganized regiment. Soldiers know that if you can capture supplies, you can only win the battle, Tianzhong, you won't win the battle during this time! Li Benyi asked.

"I fought two battles, one in Liu Xing, saving the 170th Division, and the other in Tashan, killing a brigade of the Japanese army." Mo Di said: "What can make me more proud is that after two battles, I only died less than one platoon. These materials were not all captured, and most of them were looted from the Japanese. ”

"Robbery! You dare to rob the Japanese! Li Benyi screamed, choking on a sip of wine, choking him violently.

"What's so strange about that." Mo Ji smiled and said: "If I don't rob the Japanese, will I rob the Chinese!" Only the Japanese will rob the Chinese. I heard that in Nanjing, the Japanese killed a lot of Chinese, some of them remnants, most of them rich families in Nanjing, and killed them just to grab things. ”

Li Ben nodded his head and said: "When the Japanese occupied Nanjing, I was still in Hangzhou, and Commander Yang Junchang and Chief Huang Shaohong, Chairman of Zhejiang Province, were old friends and often drank together. When the news reached Hangzhou, the people in Hangzhou were confused, and the words of the garrison headquarters were quite good, and those who stayed in Hangzhou and wanted to live with the Japanese were to seek skin with the tiger, and the people killed in Nanjing were their examples. The provincial party department released hard words, all those who stayed in Hangzhou were punished as traitors, and even if they were slaughtered by the Japanese army, they were to blame. It is even believed that all patriotic people have already left Nanjing, and those who remain are people who have ideas about the Japanese, in other words, they have surrendered to the Japanese. It is their own business for the Japanese to slaughter the Nanjing people who have surrendered to them, and these people are alive to do things for the Japanese, and they are clean when they die. Therefore, the people of Hangzhou went very thoroughly, the whole city fled, and there were very few left, which made us tired and shouted to death in those days, and the Qiantang River Bridge was full of people during the day and at night, and the river was full of boats, and even wooden rafts were used. We are crossing people day and night, and we have only one thought in our hearts, one more will leave one less traitor. ”

Mo Di shook his head, he didn't quite agree with Li Benyi's statement, traitors are not defined in this way, the Chinese people, their homeland is difficult to leave, this is a tradition, but the Chinese people, who have never been kind, did not expect that the Japanese would slaughter the city. It is very inappropriate to sweep the common people with homeland complexes into the camp of traitors, and it can only make the relatives painful and the enemies happy. Chinese will always be Chinese, and Japanese can only be Japanese, although they may be the product of the combination of some ancient Chinese people who crossed to the east and local apes, but they are definitely not the same race. Li Benyi is a typical soldier, his thinking is very simple, he will do what he says above, as for asking a few more whys, that is not his job. Shangfeng likes people like him.

Unconsciously, half of the jar of wine was missing, and Mo Di felt a trace of drunkenness, Li Benyi's eyes were already straight, and his black face was purple. It was getting late, and the winter evening light shining from the west shone on the windows of the wings, giving a dim glow.

Xu Ping quietly walked in, walked to Mo Di's side and stopped, handed Mo Di a telegram in his hand, and said, "Japan is attacking Anji." ”

Mo Di took the telegram and glanced at it quickly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it looked very hideous, as I expected.