Xia Lianshan endured a stomach full of grievances, and returned to the crowd of the 5th Company, he had no intention of caring about the instructor's anger at him, and he also admitted in his heart that he was indeed worried about the safety of his sister and brother-in-law's family, so he couldn't wait to get close to the ---- of Fengdian City, what was going on? How many national troops are defending the city, and can they withstand the attack of thousands of Japanese troops?

Company Commander Li Tianlin walked over just now, patted him on the shoulder hard, and seemed to say a few words of comfort, but Xia Lianshan's mind was messed up and he didn't hear a word clearly.

The battlefield has been almost cleaned, but suddenly there was a quarrel again, at first it was very small, and soon it became a quarrel, and a soldier ran over to pull the deputy company commander Xia Lianshan over, he was startled, and immediately identified that the quarrel was Li Tianlin, and hurriedly ran forward to see what was going on.

At this moment, Li Tianlin's side gathered more than a dozen soldiers from the 5th Company, and those who stood opposite to quarrel with them were five or six Jin officers and soldiers, led by a second lieutenant. Xia Lianshan understood after listening to a few words, the core of the quarrel was to fight for guns.

Wu Zijian secretly instructed the operation to collect the weapons of the fallen Jin soldiers, and it was originally carried out quite smoothly. There were hundreds of people in the ambush circle of the second battalion of the Jin army, and more than half of them were either killed or fled without a trace. Wu Zijian was trained in the firearms department of the Whampoa branch in his early years, and he is familiar with and likes all kinds of weapons. The Red Army was poor, a few people had a gun, and there were no decent guys for Wu Zijian to fiddle with; But since accepting the reorganization of the Nationalist Government last year, a batch of weapons was first allocated to the Second War Zone, and then a few battles with the little devils were fought and some were captured; Therefore, as far as the second battalion is concerned, there are more than 800 people in four companies, which is close to the level of one gun per man. But Wu Zijian was still not satisfied, after all, half of the officers and soldiers were still old guns made in Hanyang. Therefore, the battle that had just ended, before he could recover from the excitement of capturing more than 40 pony pistols of the Japanese cavalry, the deputy battalion commander set his sights on the Zhongguan who were discarded everywhere.

The company commander was shot dead by the Japanese cavalry outside Fengdian City, and the deputy company commander did not see anyone alive or dead, and Staff Officer Xiao sent by the brigade headquarters had just passed out in a coma, basically a group of dragons without a leader. In addition, in this encounter, the Jin army broke and fled, and the Eighth Route Army fought halfway, not only saving their lives, but also repelling the fierce devil cavalry. Therefore, when cleaning up the battlefield, the soldiers of the Jin Army were almost not involved, they were more busy caring for their wounded comrades, and the weapons discarded by the fallen (fleeing) comrades were being searched by the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, and they either did not pay attention or chose to turn a blind eye.

However, the officers and soldiers of the second battalion---- especially the 5th company, their former company commander was Wu Zijian, who was deeply influenced by it, and had a special preference for firearms---- after they collected all the 38-style pony pistols and formal rifles on the battlefield, they still felt that they were not enough, and a few brave soldiers, taking advantage of the Jin soldiers who were busy treating the wounded, even put them aside with the guns, and also touched them!

This time, these officers and soldiers of the Jin army have stopped: although they were chased all the way here just now, after all, there are still some bloody men who have been fighting to the death with the devil cavalry, how can they tolerate being "disarmed" after the battle? ! Suddenly, the two sides fought over guns and quarreled. The leading second lieutenant of the Jin army, half of his ear was cut off by the blade of the Japanese cavalry saber, hastily wrapped in gauze, and blood was still oozing, he saw that Li Tianlin on the side of the Eighth Route Army was a commander, so he grabbed the loud theory:

"Don't deceive people too much! You stole our guns, how can we go back to see the sir?! ”

Li Tianlin was still a little weak at first, after all, his subordinates took the sheep and took the money of the living people of the Jin army, but seeing that the other party was aggressive and disrespectful, Li Tianlin's temper also came up, and the two sides began to quarrel back and forth.

Although Xia Lianshan was in turmoil, he still squeezed forward to dissuade him, he pulled Li Tianlin away from the whirlpool of quarrels, and sharply demanded that the soldiers of the 5th Company return the few guns that they had touched later.

After Liu Shu and Feng Changzhi understood the situation, they also asked the soldiers of the 5th Company to return the gun immediately, Feng Changzhi looked at the injured ear of the second lieutenant officer of the Jin Army, and said warmly: "Brother, I am the commander of this battalion, please count your existing heads, I guarantee that each of you has a gun." ”

Unexpectedly, the second lieutenant became even tougher, and he saluted Feng Changzhi: "Sir, I'm sorry, we also have to bring back the weapons of our company's fallen brothers!" ”

Feng Changzhi was stunned for a moment, and his face showed a trace of embarrassment.

Liu Shu spoke on the side: "Killed? Do you want to take the runaway ones with you? They're gone, do you want to bring their guns back? ”

The second lieutenant of the Jin army ate this soft nail, and his face couldn't help but turn red, indeed, when he was chased and killed by the devil just now, most of the whole company only cared about fleeing for his life. But when the quarrel came to this point, he also got out of his mind:

"Sir, you can laugh at those who escaped, but those of us who stayed behind to fight the devils want to bring back all the weapons of the company, what do you want?!" As he spoke, he picked up a large knife beside him.

When the soldiers of the second battalion beside Feng Changzhi and Liu Shu saw it, they all picked up their rifles, and there was a movement of pulling the bolt; Feng Changzhi was anxious, he opened his hand to stop the soldiers around him: "Don't move, put down the gun, we are all national troops, Chinese do not fight Chinese!" ”

Wu Zijian appeared, he looked at the big knife in the hand of the second lieutenant of the Jin army opposite, the blade was very heavy, and it was also very delicate, it was by no means a rough thing to build in a hurry, and then looked at his injured and bleeding ears, nodded secretly, he stood in the middle of the two sides of the confrontation, and said to Liu Shu and Feng Changzhi: "Leave it to me, you quickly arrange a retreat, the devil cavalry has suffered a loss, maybe he will lead a large group of men and horses to kill and come back to retaliate." ”

The tense atmosphere was dissolved, and the second battalion of the Eighth Route Army began to assemble as a company, and the soldiers of the Jin army gradually gathered together. Wu Zijian looked at the second lieutenant of the Jin Army, and first saluted: "Meet me, I am Wu Zijian, deputy commander of the second battalion of the Eighth Route Army." ”

The second lieutenant saw that Wu Zijian saluted himself as the deputy battalion commander, hurriedly handed over the broadsword to his left hand, and immediately returned a military salute: "Li Mancang, second lieutenant platoon commander of the 12th Independent Brigade of the Jin Army, good sir!" ”

"Li Mancang? A good name, is it a warehouse full of grain or a warehouse full of munitions? Wu Zijian asked with a smile.

Li Mancang also smiled, but he didn't know how to answer, but Wu Zijian stretched out his hand to him: "Platoon Commander Li seems to have a good knife in his hand, can you let me open my eyes?" ”

Li Mancang hesitated for a moment, then picked up the big knife with both hands and stretched it out to Wu Zijian. Wu Zijian picked up the big knife with one hand, rubbed the texture of the knife surface with the other hand, and used his fingers to experience the blade, nodding frequently: "It's really a good knife!" With this knife, Platoon Commander Li's kung fu should be good! ”

A soldier of the Jin Army, who was also colored, interjected and said: "Our platoon commander was originally from the 109th Brigade of the 29th Army, and in the 22nd year of the Republic of China (author's note: 1933), he used this big knife to cut the head of the Japanese Kwantung Army at Xifengkou!" ”

Wu Zijian was taken aback, and he carefully looked at Dadao and his master again: "109 Brigade? Zhao Dengyu's big knife team?! Good job, veteran, Wu Zijian will salute you again! ”

After that, he really stood up and saluted Li Mancang solemnly, Li Mancang hurriedly returned the salute, and then took the big knife handed back by the other party: "Please be the commander, let your army return the guns of our department!" ”

Wu Zijian looked at Li Mancang's bearded face, and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, Platoon Commander Li, today I don't want not only your guns, but also your people!"