In the entire Songhu battlefield, there are military commanders in all the troops, and the military commanders control the elite warlords in their hands, supervise all the troops to fight, and they have the power to execute disobey orders and retreat without authorization.

The brigade commander of the 46th Brigade nodded under the reminder of the chief of staff, anyway, sending a telegram would not delay anything, so that he could make less trouble.

And what is the Eleventh Division doing at this time? When Zhao Liang led the five remnants of the army to surrender to the 16th Division, the division headquarters of the 11th Division was wrestling in the muddy water, and they were moving towards Zhangjia Village and Lin's house, and the way to retreat was not easy to walk, the devils pursued all the way, and the 11th Division had to retreat in alternate cover, and the various units of the 11th Division cooperated with each other, and Ye Peigao, who was chased and harassed by the devils and made his scalp numb, also set a trap for the pursuing Japanese troops to give the devils a head-on attack.

"Brigadier Commander, the telegram did not reply!"

About half an hour later, a staff officer brought back an update.

"Look, a hot face sticks to a cold ass! How did the soldiers of the 11th Division come here? , don't make people laugh, bury labor and capital! ”

The brigade commander laughed at his chief of staff in annoyance, and then waved his hand for the lean man who had been waiting to do it.

"Yes!"

The lean man cursed the remnants of the captured soldiers, thinking about how to torture the damned Japanese as he went.

Wang Ying, a very common name, a telecommunications soldier stationed in the 16th Division of the Military Command, with a sallow face and a wide military uniform on her body, as if she had no meat on her body, as a female soldier, logically speaking, should be very popular, she should be the object of the unspoken rules of officers and superiors, but unfortunately no one is interested in her, the director of the Political Training Department of the 16th Division even suspects that she has been born in the wrong place, if it weren't for the fact that she has a smart brain and has mastered the fast translation of cipher codes, I'm afraid she won't be able to get to the Political Training Office of the 16th Division.

"Director, I heard that the 46th Brigade captured six devil prisoners, and now they are preparing to be buried alive!"

The captain of the overseer team is a member of the military commander, and he is now reporting the situation on the battlefield to the director of the political training department.

"Oh? Is it confirmed that it is a devil? "The officer's business is suspicious.

"It should be confirmed, because this group of devils pretended to be from the 11th Division, and they also took the trouble to tell the number and name of the unit, and the commander of the 46th Brigade sent a telegram to the 11th Division to ask, as if the other party denied it!"

The captain of the Warlord told the rumors he had heard from the battlefield.

"Huh? If it's really a devil, bury it! The director of the Political Training Department smiled bitterly, he didn't plan to intervene, although he had the task of screening spies, but he didn't look at ordinary devil soldiers.

"It's good to vent to these soldiers, the 16th Division has been fighting well these days, so it's ......"

The Director of the Political Training Division suddenly stopped when he said this, as if he remembered something.

"Assemble the supervision team, all the people from the Political Training Office are assembled, bring weapons, let's go!"

The head of the Political Training Division suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, startling the captain of the warlord.

"Director? Got a task? The captain of the Overseer asked, confused.

"Stop talking nonsense, quick!"

The head of the political training department grabbed the belt on the table, tied it up in a hurry, and sorted out his military uniform.

"Doodoo ......"

"Assemble, assemble, hurry up!"

The captain of the overseer team blew the whistle and shouted frantically in the courtyard, the doors of the dilapidated houses creaked, and dozens of soldiers carrying fast and slow machines came out of the house.

German-style 35 steel helmets, neat military uniforms, and a unified armband on the right arm, a platoon of overseers quickly assembled.

"You lead the way in front, go directly to the place where they bury people, quick, don't let them really bury them!"

The Director of the Political Training Division shouted, telling the captain of the Overseer to leave.

"Run forward, fast!"

The neat military uniform stepped through the mud and rushed quickly to the forward position, and the lean man came back from the brigade headquarters and played a prank, so he decided to dig down in the crater in front of the position and bury the devils in front of the position.

"you, we're really from the Eleventh Division! Stop! ”

The big man Min was about to cry and roared wildly.

"Hahaha......"

"Fill in the soil, fill it in, and see how these things are loaded." The lean man scoffed and told the brothers to continue filling in the earth.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Seeing that the soil had already swept over the chests and abdomen of the remnants, and feeling the pressure of the earth, the remnants of their breathing had been restricted.

"Company commander, why don't you fight with the devil? It's really embarrassing to die. ”

Unlike the shouting of the big man Min, the remnants of the original company did not complain, but just felt aggrieved to death.

"Yes, at least we are buried in the earth, much better than the brethren who were gnawed by wild dogs!"

The other remnant muttered, gave up the struggle, and closed his eyes.

"Say it! What is the identity, maybe you still have a chance! ”

The lean man grinned, he always wanted to hear from the mouths of these remnants that they themselves admitted to being devils.

"Keep filling in!"

No one paid attention to him, and the lean man felt uncomfortable, and loudly ordered to continue filling the soil, and the rapidly accumulating layer of soil slowly wiped over the shoulders of the remnants, reaching the neck.

"Hahaha......"

Looking at the frustrated devil, it seemed that he had resigned himself to his fate, and the brothers who filled the ground on the battlefield and the brothers who watched came from the heartfelt laughter, which reached the ears of the overseers behind him.

"Bang!"

"Stop!"

The head of the political training department took out the Browning from his waist and fired a shot into the air, shouting loudly.

"Huh?"

The lean man turned around in confusion and saw the overseers running quickly, as well as the annoying officers of the Political Training Department.

"Damn, it's over!"

"Quick, stop playing, bury it!"

The lean man muttered and gesticulated vigorously for his brothers to hurry up and fill in the earth.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"

Seeing that the soldiers in front of the trench were still waving shovels, the director of the Political Training Division grabbed a fast and slow machine, and there was a shuttle in front of him.

"Tweet ......"

Bullets whistled over the heads of the brothers of the 46th Brigade, and the soldiers who had just swung their shovels crawled to the ground in a panic, afraid that it was their instinct to oversee the warlords, because it was legal for them to kill their own people!

"Pick up the labor, pick up the people to the labor, if one dies, the labor and the management will kill you!"

The Chief of the Political Training Division shouted, pointing to the six heads outside the trenches, the soil had just wiped the mouths and noses of the remnants, and half of the heads were exposed.

"Fast, fast, fast......"

The soldiers of the Overseer rushed forward, pulling the soil layer next to the head with their hands, so that the heads of the remnants of the soldiers were exposed first, and then the remnants of the soldiers slowly revealed one by one as the shovel rolled.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The leggings that tied their hands and feet had been picked open, and the remnants who had just been almost buried were coughing violently, dozens of seconds ago their mouths and noses were blocked by mud, and a lot of soil was inhaled into their mouths and noses, and now they were crawling on the ground one by one coughing violently, feeling the beauty of being alive, as for why the overseers who appeared saved them, no one has time to think about it now.