Gao Yurong walked over slowly, just watching Feng Yi practice boxing, the whirring sound accompanied by Feng Ng's breathing, it looked so comfortable.

"Hoo ......"

It wasn't until his whole body was soaked with sweat that Feng Ye finally retracted his fist and stopped.

"Gollum...... Something? ”

Looking at Gao Yurong, who had been waiting for him next to him, Feng Yi picked up the kettle and took a sip and asked.

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you."

Gao Yurong shook his head, looked at the sky, and it was about to be dinner time.

"Sit."

Feng Yi sat on the stone next to the ruins and motioned for Gao Yurong to order casually.

"Oh......"

"What do you want to talk about? Go ahead! ”

As Gao Yurong sat down, Feng Yi said while sorting out his equipment.

"Eh......"

Gao Yurong said to his lips, but he didn't know where to start.

"Got one?"

Feng Ye took out half a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Gao Yurong.

"Thank you!"

"Zla, ......"

As the smoke rose, the two of them lit their cigarettes, and sat together like that, looking at the black sky, Feng Ye didn't urge Gao Yurong anymore, he knew that since Gao Yurong came, it proved that he couldn't hold it back, no matter what it was, he would always say it.

"Battalion commander, you have good marksmanship, good fists and feet, and flexible tactics, and the battlefield is very suitable for you......"

After Gao Yurong took a few puffs, he began to compliment Feng Yi.

"Be direct about what you want to say, don't be a sycophant."

Feng Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, he hadn't forgotten that he was born as a deserter, and the experience of this deserter would be with him for a lifetime.

"You are a master of art and bold, dare to fight, and have good luck; But ......"

Speaking of this, Gao Yurong stared at Feng Yi, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"To put it bluntly, they are all brothers who share life and death, even if you scold me, I won't blame you."

Feng Yi encouraged Gao Yurong.

"I've also been on the battlefield of Songhu, but not with you; Compared with Zhang Chuan, Wang Ning and Min Fei, I belong to the latecomers, and I was inserted during the breakthrough in Nanjing. ”

Gao Yurong recounted, thinking back to the days when he followed Feng Ye all the way to fight, and basically struggled in blood and fire.

"I don't know if you have calculated, since Nanjing, how many brothers who have been with us have died? How much did you hurt? How many are left? ”

Gao Yurong's voice was full of sadness.

"Don't count, I remember, there were more than 2,300 brothers who fought with me, and there were more than 2,300 casualties, and each of them was a hero."

Feng Ye said, indeed, starting from Songhu, as long as he was responsible for commanding the battle, including the temporary establishment of the Nanjing Breakout, all of them were counted together, and there were many brothers who were killed or wounded; Of course, this number may not be much for a division, but don't forget, he is still only a battalion commander.

"Yes! They are heroes, heroes worthy of the respect of all of us, they did not lay down their arms and surrender like everyone else, they shed blood and sacrificed for this land of China, and many people even died to cover our retreat. ”

"It's normal for soldiers to eat food and bleed, but those brothers who died on the battlefield until the last moment are because they believe in you, believe that you will continue to live with your living brothers, and they are exchanging their lives for the lives of their brothers; But you didn't do it, the brothers around you have changed batch after batch, and how many familiar faces are left now? The darlings on the battlefield are always rare, most of them are ordinary people, and in the face of well-armed and armed devils to the teeth, although they know that fighting is death, they still give their lives to you. ”

Gao Yurong said, the more he talked, the more he felt that he was in a good state, and he had already begun to have personal emotions.

"If you have anything to say, it's time to start eating."

Feng Yi is worth the sky.

"The brothers are not superhuman, not as powerful as you, can you not let the veteran squad leaders always meet newcomers?"

After Gao Yurong finished speaking, he realized that his words had been said very clearly, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Yi.

"This is a national war, fighting with the devil, it is the duty of the soldier, until the day the devil leaves China, there will be many people who will die, die on this land; It's not that I want them to die, it's the devil's forcing it. ”

Feng Yi shook his head, he didn't think there was anything wrong with daring to fight.

"Yes, it's a national war, if all these brothers in the direct battalion die, the devils can be beaten away, I won't say a word, the first to rush, fight with the devils; But that's impossible, not to mention other troops, let's just say that the 11th Division, there are so many companies, so many infantry regiments, don't you have to do all the tasks by us? Battalion commander? ”

Gao Yurong's voice suddenly raised, he didn't think that these tasks were all necessary for the direct battalion, Feng Ye had blocked several disasters for those infantry regiments, which made many remaining brothers unhappy.

"Huh?"

"Doodoo ......"

The moment Feng Yi raised his head, the horn of the meal sounded.

"I know, it's time to eat!"

Feng Yi stood up and walked towards the place where the cooking class was, the remnants of the battalion had just returned, and there was no task yet, so naturally no one would bring them food, and when it was time to eat, they had to get it themselves.

Feng Yi was eating, thinking about what Gao Yurong had just said, thinking about those brothers who died in battle, they died in the wilderness, and they didn't even leave a whole corpse, maybe not even the most basic burial.

Feng Yi understands Gao Yurong's thoughts very well, he just wants the brothers to die less, so that more brothers can live, although this has always been Feng Ye's pursuit, but the way they pursue is different, Feng Ye wants them to become brave and warlike soldiers, not only to fight the enemy, but also to protect themselves; But he hadn't noticed that a young man like him, who had just put down his hoe, couldn't even train without sleeping.

"Brethren, as long as they are not against fighting devils."

Feng Ye finished eating and strode towards the brigade headquarters, he came back last night, and he still didn't report to the brigade commander.

"Cherish the lives of my brothers, and I will fight hard in the future!"

Feng Ye made up his mind, looked at the dilapidated house where the temporary brigade headquarters was located, and strode away in the first light of the morning.

"Report!"

"The direct battalion Feng Ye has returned from his mission."

Feng Ye stood at the door, didn't dare to lift the curtain at the entrance, and shouted loudly.

"Come in!"

The staff officer lifted the curtain and motioned for Feng Ye to enter.

"Brigadier Commander."

Mei Chunhua hadn't finished eating, Feng Yi stood aside after saluting, waiting for Mei Chunhua to finish eating.

"Well, sit down and get some rest?"

Mei Chunhua asked.

"I slept all night and it was much better."

At this time, it would be a lie to say that the rest is good, Feng Yi said that it is much better, at least people are not so tired.

"The combat staff officer showed you the order! Remember, you were ordered to retreat. ”

Mei Chunhua reminded Feng Yi.

"Yes, thank you Brigadier, I ......"

Feng Yi wanted to explain that this time he really retreated without authorization.

"It's good to come back, the casualties of the battalion directly under it are more than ninety percent, and there are no soldiers to replenish now, so let's rest for a few days! In the past few days, sixty-one regiments have been on top of the front. ”

Mei Chunhua waved his hand, saying that he would not give his direct battalion a new task for the time being.

"Brigade commander, I can still fight, I can go to the battlefield; I mean myself. ”

Feng Yi explained that he didn't want to stay here, but still wanted to return to the battlefield, at least the rifle in his hand could make more devils pay.