After enduring so much torture in prison and rolling on the battlefield a few times, when he was alone in a daze, Feng Ye was actually thinking, how did he get caught? Later, he finally figured out that he should have been betrayed, otherwise, how did the poor military police at Tanlong Railway Station reach him quietly? It's just that who betrayed himself? And for what? He still hasn't figured it out.

"I didn't want to be a deserter, my family asked me to go, and I refused; I remember that it was the weekend, we had half a day off, and in our store, I was knocked unconscious, and when I woke up, I was already at the Tanlong train station, and then, at the train station, I was arrested by the military police! ”

Feng Yi finished speaking, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stood up.

"Sit down and stay for a while!" Zhang Changyuan waved his hand and sat down his sad junior brother.

In fact, when Feng Yi finished speaking, Zhang Changyuan already understood what was going on with this junior, after all, his social experience was much richer than that of the junior brother in front of him, and there were too many in the big family, even the most iron-blooded parents could not control everyone in the family, besides, the interests of a family were so entangled, and the competition between the descendants was enough for them to sell their personalities.

"How? I've been beaten for so long in the blood and water, do you have any ideas? Zhang Changyuan asked.

"Thank God for being able to live to get away with it, there are only six of the more than 600 death battalions still on the battlefield." Feng Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, now his only thought was how to live.

"On what terms?" Zhang Changyuan asked.

"Three bloody battles, a hundred devils!" Feng Yi took out the roster in his arms and said.

"It's hard to say about the three bloody battles, it is said that the 11th Division has fought until now, and the battles you have participated in are all bloody battles, but it depends on what the commander says. How much is a hundred heads? Zhang Changyuan asked.

"More than ninety!" Feng Yi handed over the roster in his hand.

"I can't! Aren't you the sharpshooter of your issue? Or a master of white-knuckle warfare, why didn't he kill anyone? Are you afraid of death and hiding? Zhang Changyuan looked at Feng Yi with disdain.

"My brothers, the five of them are getting rid of their sins soon. Can that commendation be exchanged for a human head and give them five to get away with their crimes! Feng Yi looked at Zhang Changyuan with straight eyes.

"Humph!" Zhang Changyuan's muffled snort was filled with a smile, he was a little crying and laughing by this junior brother.

"Do you know that this reward is going to fall on your head, if the chief is happy, it may let you get away with it directly, after all, what the principal wants is just a reason, Huangpu students, all of them are the principal's protégés, the principal will cover us, do you really want to let you out?" Zhang Changyuan asked.

"I'm still far from getting rid of my crimes, and they're almost there, and there's still more than forty heads left in total; It was given to them, at least there are so many people in the death camp who are alive to get rid of their crimes, which is also my hope! Feng Yi said.

"Okay, I will convert it into a human head for you, and let your five brothers get rid of their crimes, but you have to wait for me to report it, and only the division commander can decide the matter of your death camp!"

Zhang Changyuan nodded, indicating that he knew.

"Thank you, senior, then I'm out!" Feng Yi stood up, saluted and prepared to leave.

"Junior brother, live well, if you can live to get rid of your crimes, that's when you can make great progress!"

Zhang Changyuan raised his fist to cheer for his junior brother, as a battalion commander, he actually has not much power, in the melting pot of Songhu, even the general can't control his own destiny, let alone a small battalion commander?

Feng Jie, who was bent on survival, was reminded by his senior of the meeting that gradually disappeared, and Feng Jie, who stepped out of the bunker, returned to the trench where he was, and sat in the trench with his butt paralyzed, leaning against the wet earthen wall.

"There are no supplies, no grenades and bullets, and the logistics of the regiment headquarters said that the supplies behind were not delivered, but the multigrain cakes were already on the way!"

Chen Hua told Feng Ye about their current situation, the 62nd Regiment fought all night, the grenades were basically exhausted, and there were not many bullets left, and the ammunition of the Chinese army was always so tight, and they had never been generous.

"Let the brothers clean up the ammunition, divide it evenly, the matter of supply, the commanders will solve it, and we can't let us do it with the devil with stones!"

Feng Ye didn't open his eyes, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him, in fact, his grenades were long gone, and there were still more than seventy bullets, which was enough for a battle.

At the headquarters of the 15th Group Army, everyone was in a hurry, Chen Cheng sat on a chair and quietly waited for the latest battle situation to come, and a lieutenant colonel staff officer walked to Chen Cheng's side and whispered to Chen Cheng what to report?

"What? The convoy transporting supplies was bombed by the devil's spies again? Do the escorts eat? ”

Chen Cheng was furious and stood up suddenly, frightening the busy officers around him to be more cautious, for fear that he would become a pond fish.

"How many times has this been?" Chen Cheng asked.

"This is the third time in the last ten days, and the supplies of the Eleventh Division are now being re-proranged, and they are expected to be shipped out in two hours!"

The staff officer reported that the 11th Division was Chen Cheng's heart, and if any unit did not have supplies, the 11th Division could not be cut off from supplies, otherwise, Chen Cheng would let the logistics officers understand what anger was.

"Send the company commander who is responsible for escorting ammunition to the Judge Advocate General's Office, and if such an incident happens again, shoot him directly!"

Chen Cheng sat down, and issued an order with a blushing face, the national government did not have many ammunition reserves before the war, and the production speed of several arsenals could not keep up with the consumption at all, so he couldn't help but not be angry about logistics.

"The officers and soldiers who escorted all died in battle, and none survived!"

The staff officer squirmed his lips, thinking that Chen Cheng had reported worse news, and now even if Chen Cheng wanted to shoot that company commander, it would be impossible, after all, the person had already died in battle.

"It seems that the devils have a special force to wreak havoc in our rear! Chief of Staff, what do you think? Chen Cheng turned his head to another officer carrying the general's star.

"Chief Chen, this area of Songhu is too big, according to the combat effectiveness of the devils, half a squadron can easily annihilate our transport convoy and escort personnel; The point is that there are too many places where soldiers can be hidden in the field, and it is not easy to find troops of hundreds of people to hide, and it seems that we must be more careful in transporting supplies in the future! ”

The chief of staff also has no good way to tell what everyone knows.

"The 11th Division has no offensive mission during the day, let them dispatch elite companies, and be responsible for escorting ammunition themselves, so that the convoy is ready, I want to see how arrogant these enemy elements are in front of my elite!"

Chen Cheng issued an order with a cold face, he hated these Japanese so much, and now he actually got into his own logistics.