"Tuanza, I always think it's a bit hasty to slash Tachibana Kio with a knife."

Long Wenwen sat next to Liao Mingyu, lit two cigarettes, and handed him one of them.

"If you bring this guy back, there will definitely be a bigger reward from above, and if you don't get it right, you can also be promoted to the next level."

Liao Mingyu took the cigarette and took a puff silently, swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog, he shook his head slightly:

"Don't care too much about these gains and losses, Tachibana Kio's rank and collar badge and officer certificate are all there, as well as those captains of the brigades, the top recognizes these, and it can't run away from the military merits it should have."

"I, Liao Mingyu, am a person who has revenge, this little devil owes us, he has to pay it back!"

Long Wenwen sighed slightly, not in many words, after the death of so many brothers, the head of the regiment should be uncomfortable.

How can normal officers care about the life and death of this group of bitter haha, in their eyes, this group of soldiers is just a string of numbers.

And the head of the regiment in front of him is unique. Don't look at the regiment commander so cruel to the enemy, but he is very merciful to his own people, he cares about the life and death of every soldier, even if he resists all the pressure, he has to do his best to take them home.

If you meet other officers, you will run away by smearing oil on the soles of your feet early, and the personality of the regiment commander is really rare in this smoky officer system. Long article thought so.

The two of them just sat quietly. stared blankly at the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion who were busy cleaning the battlefield in front of them.

"The remains of the brothers have been disposed of, right?" Liao Mingyu flicked off the cigarette butt that was about to burn his fingers, and took the lead in breaking the peace.

"Well, it's all taken care of, buried on the side of the slope, where you can see the east bank of the Nu River." You can see the way home......

The last sentence of the dragon article said in my heart.

"Hmm."

Without saying anything, Liao Mingyu stood up silently and walked towards the slope.

The fallen soldiers of the Sichuan Army are buried on this gentle slope, backed by green hills, lush forests on three sides, and an open front with the raging Nu River and Chanda, which is only one river away.

Qingshan buries the bones of the faithful everywhere, why should the horse leather shroud be returned.

Looking at the slightly raised small earthen bags, as well as the scattered tree stumps planted in front of the earthen bags, Liao Mingyu's heart was a little sour.

As a modern person, he can't be like Long Wen, who is used to seeing all kinds of life, and can still maintain peace of mind in the face of life and death. For every soldier who died in battle, he felt sad in his heart.

The soldiers could not find more planks, so they had to replace the tombstones with thick branches, and many of the soldiers who died did not know their names, and they could only write their own names on the branches.

Walking in front of one of the small earthen bags, Liao Mingyu stopped.

The stump is just engraved with a few simple words, Sichuan Army, Li Erwa.

Gently straightening the somewhat crooked wooden stake, Liao Mingyu slowly squatted down: "Little guy, it's a good place to look at your hometown from afar." ”

"I'll remember you, thank you for standing up for me, go in peace."

patted Li Erwa's grave, Liao Mingyu took off his helmet and hung it on the stump engraved with his name.

The breeze rustled and the leaves rustled, adding to the solemnity of the scene.

If Liao Mingyu's actions at the beginning were just with the attitude of wanting to return to the original time and space and the novelty of this world, but from the moment he saw that the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion trusted him and followed him to fight the Japanese, and saw Li Erwa risking his life to save him, he once again recognized his belief and mission.

He is no longer a bystander, he wants to lead this group of soldiers to struggle out of his own world in this crisis and troubled times!

……

"I'll bring all the 92 infantry guns, and forget about the 75 field guns, you can't pull a few small bodies. And those 90 mortars, don't bother, bring them all! ”

Long Wenwen was directing the soldiers to ransack the little devil artillery position at the moment, and the poor and frightened soldiers of the Sichuan Army saw the drooling of these big guys, and they couldn't wait to even pull back those 75mm field guns.

But it's a pity that this field gun, which is almost a ton of guns, has to be towed by cars and by manpower ... In this rugged mountainous area, it is better to save effort.

"Forget about 90mm mortars, we don't have many shells, we won't use them a few times when we pull them back, those two dozen 81 guns are enough, I have a way to get ammunition. Let the brothers also have less burden, after all, there are so many wounded. ”

Liao Mingyu walked back at this time, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly dissuaded.

"The weapons and equipment that can't be taken away are blown up, but don't be cheaper, little devil!"

After a busy time, the soldiers were ready to go, and although they were tired, their faces were filled with the joy of going home.

After this battle, those defeated soldiers who only knew how to escape finally transformed into qualified battlefield veterans.

Liao Mingyu looked at everyone's passionate faces and smiled with satisfaction. He shook his heavy head, trying to get rid of the tiredness in his body.

"All of them! Homecoming! ”

"Go home!!"

The fighters raised their rifles in the air and cheered loudly.

At the same time, Yu Xiaoqing, who was on the east bank of the Nu River, was anxiously pacing back and forth.

It was already 8.9 o'clock in the morning, and there was no movement on the Nantianmen side until now, and he couldn't figure out the specific situation on the other side, whether the Japanese army won the victory or the Sichuan army victory.

He knew the little devil's firepower very well, this battle lasted all night, no matter how strong the combat effectiveness of those soldiers was, they were all wiped out by now.

Tang Ji next to him gently patted him on the shoulder and persuaded: "Okay Xiaoqing, don't be impatient, isn't it just a group of routs." Why bother with them? ”

"I can't tell, I always feel that the situation over there is not simple. It's been a long time, and even if the Japanese win, it's time to react. ”

Yu Xiaoqing's face was full of question marks, not so much worried about the safety of the Sichuan Army, but because he was afraid that the battle situation on the other side would present a completely different result in front of him.

"Don't think about it, I think it's either this group of people who fought hard, but they also hit the Japanese army hard, maybe the Japanese are sorting out their troops at this moment, and they are not able to attack the Nu River for the time being."

"Anyway, the regiment commander and his soldiers are all dead, and the work of guarding the river will have to fall on your head in the end."

Tang Ji said with a smile. Either way, it's enough if your side is the biggest winner.

Yu Xiaoqing didn't say much, he looked at the other side without saying a word, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry on his face.

Suddenly, a large number of troops appeared on the hillside facing the east bank of the Nantian Gate, and they were fully armed and marched towards the shore in a neat formation.

Yu Xiaoqing's face sank, and she hurriedly picked up the binoculars and observed the other side.

"That's the Japanese? Are they going to attack? Tang Ji asked with some uncertainty.

"It's not...... It's the Kawa Army. ”

A trembling voice came from Yu Xiaoqing's mouth, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"Impossible! Yesterday's inquiring soldiers reported that the Japanese army had two brigades plus a large number of artillery units attacking Nantianmen, and how did they survive the more than 1,000 of them? ”

Tang Ji's eyes widened as well, and he said with a face full of disbelief.

"Did they exterminate all the Japanese!?"

"Humph! How is this possible. ”

Yu Xiaoqing instantly denied this idea. He now wondered if the Japanese army was wearing the clothes of Chinese soldiers in an attempt to deceive the defenders on the west bank.

"Everyone prepare for battle, order the artillery to aim the muzzle at the unit on the opposite bank, I suspect that they are little devils wearing Chinese clothes, trying to cross the river by pretending to be our soldiers!"

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