Chapter 3 Gu Family House
The train stopped at Nanxiang, Shanghai, where the 11th Division was ordered to concentrate, and the death battalion, the dying formation of the 11th Division, was the last to arrive; Under the leadership of the officers, the death battalion lined up in a neat queue to the dying barracks, while at the division headquarters of the 11th Division, deputy division commanders Mo Youshuo and Fang Tian, chief of staff Mei Chunhua, 31st Brigade commander Wang Yan, 33rd Brigade commander Ye Peigao, and the commanders of each regiment were already waiting for Peng Shan's arrival.
"Commander, you've worked hard all the way, drink a cup of hot water first; Does Nanjing have any special explanation for us? Mei Chunhua asked Peng Shan, who was ordered to enter Beijing,
"Chief Chen has supplemented us with a death battalion, and I have brought it with me; They were all formed by inmates from military prisons, but these people are all veterans of the battlefield, so they can be regarded as getting a little benefit to the 11th Division! ”
Peng Shan took the hot water with a smile and took a sip, and the fatigue of the journey seemed to be swept away.
"Is there any order from the Beijing-Shanghai Garrison Command? What is the task of our division? Peng Shan asked casually, he had just gotten off the train, he was completely cut off from the train, and now he was eager to know his task.
"Not yet, the news that our division has been assembled has just been reported to Commander Chen." Mei Chunhua shook her head,
"Then let the brethren rest, but be prepared to go out at any time, and have all the logistical ammunition been distributed?" Peng Shan asked,
"Except for the death battalion you brought, the rest of the troops can be drawn at any time!"
"The death battalion only received rifles in Nanjing, and distributed guns and ammunition to them from logistics, in addition, each company was reinforced with a Czech light machine gun, and the battalion headquarters was equipped with an energetic support platoon, and they were transferred to two heavy machine guns and two 60 mortars, and they will do it now; There has been no breakthrough in the battle situation in Shanghai, and I estimate that we are running out of time to relax! Peng Shan looked at the situation map on the wall and fell into deep thought;
"By the way, Han Yingbin, the deputy commander of the 62nd Regiment, was transferred to serve as the commander of the death battalion, and the company platoon commander of the death battalion I have drawn it from my guard company, so that Han Yingbin can bring the death battalion to the labor and management; Although this is a battalion, there are more than 620 veterans, and if you use it well, its combat effectiveness is no worse than that of a regiment! If he has any difficulties and can solve them, try to solve them! ”
Mei Chunhua had already walked to the door, and Peng Shan's voice came from behind him, Mei Chunhua stopped and turned around.
"Yes, Commander! I will immediately go to the 62nd regiment to let Han Yingbin take office! Mei Chunhua saluted and left in stride.
"Divisional commander, telegram!"
A captain's staff officer entered with an urgent message, making Peng Shan, who had just sat down for less than half an hour, stand up.
"I hereby order your 31st Brigade to be transferred to the command of the 87th Division, and the 11th Division Headquarters to command the 33rd Brigade to advance in the direction of Gu's house after assembling in Dachang! Beijing-Shanghai Garrison Command! ”
The message was very simple, there were no fancy, and Peng Shan read it with both eyes.
"Order all officers above the regiment commander level to a meeting at the division headquarters, immediately!"
Peng Shan handed the telegram to the staff officer and gave the order with a serious face.
At this time, the death battalion was taking the company as a unit and was receiving the ammunition distributed in the barracks; There is not much ammunition distributed to Feng Yi, fifty rounds of 7.92mm rifle bullets and four grenades, which is actually the standard number carried by all riflemen, as for the ammunition of machine guns, there are a little more, three magazines for each Czech machine gun, and two hundred rounds of ammunition can still be guaranteed!
"Whoever has received ammunition will go to get food, and when he is full, he will be ready to set off......"
Company commander Chen Sheng mechanically conveyed the order of the new battalion commander Han Yingbin.
Although it is a temporary military camp, the food is not very good, and the legendary big fish and meat are not mixed with the dying meal before the war at all; The multigrain cake that had just come out of the cooking class was steaming, two per person, plus a bowl of vegetable soup floating with I don't know what it was, Feng Yi squatted under a wooden pillar and ate it while it was hot, he didn't eat anything at all on the train, and now he felt like he could eat a cow.
The death camp, which had been hungry for a day on the train, was full of the sound of eating and drinking, and no one was happy at the bullets and grenades that had just arrived, and they desperately wanted to lie down and sleep well after they had eaten their fill.
With the sound of snoring in the camp, most of the people fell into a deep sleep, but Feng Ye did not sleep, ate a half of multigrain cakes, drank a bowl of vegetable soup, put aside the water bottle, bayonet, rifle, bullet belt, and steel helmet that were in the way, loosened the leggings, and began to punch.
"Whew, Whew......"
Iron line boxing in the southern boxing, this boxing method comes from the Sichuan boxer Li Huzi, and was carried forward by the Shaolin monk Wang Yinlin in Guangzhou; Feng Ye not only learned this boxing method, but also learned Wang Yinlin's Shaolin boxing method and breathing and exhaling method; It can be seen from the boxing skills he practiced that this is not a fancy street show, and the tiger's fists are inexplicably murderous.
"I didn't expect this son to be the heir of Nanquan, no wonder the military school rumored that his white-knuckle fighting is difficult to meet opponents!"
At the entrance of the battalion department, the new battalion commander Han Yingbin nodded with a smile, and then shook his head with a sigh, as if he sighed that this person had become a death squad.
In Han Yingbin's heart, no matter how good your skills are on the battlefield, a shell, a bullet can kill you, not to mention that he is just an ordinary big-headed soldier in the death camp, it is too difficult to survive!
"Battalion commander, the division headquarters ordered, the death battalion is marching towards Dachang, and there is no need to stay after arriving at Dachang, just assemble at Gu's house and wait for a new combat order!"
A herald ran closer, delivering orders from the division headquarters after a military salute.
The death battalion was directly subordinate to the headquarters of the 11th Division, and Peng Shan was reluctant to split such a battalion of more than 600 people into two brigades.
"Now?" Han Yingbin asked,
The brothers in the death camp have just finished eating and sleeping, and it has not been twenty minutes yet, and gathering and setting off at this time will make their tired bodies more burdened, and the fierce battle is just around the corner, Han Yingbin hopes to let the brothers sleep a little longer.
"Yes, the division headquarters ordered you to leave immediately!"
"Got it, herald, blow the emergency rallying call!" While Han Yingbin nodded and answered, he gave the order to assemble.
"Beep, beep, beep......"
The piercing whistle sounded, waking up the brothers who had just fallen asleep, and also made Feng Yi, who had put his fists in his fist and felt his physical state, hurriedly beat his leggings, and then put on a German-style steel helmet and a rifle on his body to hang various pieces of bits and pieces, put on a German-style steel helmet, put on a rifle, and ran towards the open space where there were already people; He is now guilty of meritorious service, and the military regulations are very strict with them, so he doesn't dare to be confused in such a trivial matter!
"Everyone, turn backwards, run and go!"
After a simple assembly roll call, the company commanders of each company gave an order, and more than 600 people from the death battalion ran out of the camp with chaotic steps, all the way to the north......