It's not too early, Xia Yuan patted the dust on his buttocks, and found a place to lie down at random, the routs next to him were a little flattered, they thought that Xia Yuan would pick a good room, but they didn't expect to lie on the ground so sloppily.

He took a handful of Hanyang-made and wiped it with his hand, this gun is an old antique, in addition to Hanyang-made, it is also called an old sleeve.

The prototype of the gun was the German 1888 Committee rifle, which was replaced by the Mauser 1898 rifle in 1898 due to the difficulty of loading and reloading, poor reliability of the shell, and easy to explode. The rifle was then resold to Turkey, some African countries and the Qing government in China.

Based on the superstition of the "Mauser" brand of the Qing government's Western-style party, German businessmen falsely claimed that the Model 1888 rifle was a Mauser rifle and successfully sold the design materials and production machinery to the Qing government. Therefore, from 1896, the Hanyang Arsenal began to produce this type of rifle, which was named the 88 type.

It can stuff five bullets at a time, with an effective range of 200 meters -300 meters, the maximum theoretical range of this thing is 2000 meters, in fact, more than three or four hundred meters is basically no power, and the accuracy of Hanyang is not very high, and the barrel is seriously worn, but having a gun and not having a gun are two different things.

Annoyed looked at Xia Yuan fiddling with the Hanyang Zao in his hand and asked, "Didn't you say that when we get to Dianma, the United States and England will provide us with guns?" Why spend money on it. ”

Xia Yuan put down the gun and expressed the worry in his heart: "Having a gun and not having a gun are two different things, you can't let your hands go by, in case you meet a little devil along the way, wouldn't you have to fight with others with your bare hands." ”

He fiddled with the gun in his hand: "If nothing happens, that's better, at least you're safe." If something really happens, the money will not be spent unjustly. ”

Annoyed looked at the routed soldiers in the courtyard and said, "We are all this rotten life, is it really worth your time?" ”

Xia Yuan looked at the routed soldiers in the courtyard and said, "There is nothing worth it, as long as it is a little devil, it is worth it." ”

He lowered his head, continued to wipe the gun in his hand, wiped the body of the gun clean, wiped the chamber beautifully, blew off the dust in the magazine, took out five bullets from his bosom and pressed them into the magazine, pulled the bolt to aim, and then withdrew the bullet again, and so on several times.

Annoyed a little didn't understand why Xia Yuan was doing such a repetitive action, he didn't ask, Xia Yuan's words just now came to his mind.

In such a turbulent era, the lives of the defeated soldiers were the least valuable, and even less valuable than the local half-opened, and the patients of Veterinarian Hao died one after another, and they didn't know when they would die.

The higher-ups did not regard them as human beings, and most of the reorganized defeated soldiers said that they had taken a nice regimental name, but in fact they were just a group of cannon fodder, and when they arrived on the battlefield, they rushed to the forefront to block bullets for the troops of the people's descendants.

He rolled over and curled up to sleep.

The night is silent.

The appearance of Xia Yuan may change the fate of many people.

The next morning, the hazy sun had just appeared from the top of the mountain, and the sound of cars speeding from one end of the street to the other came from the dirty streets, and the people in the car had already jumped out of the car before it could stop steadily.

"Assemble! Gather! ”

The hard leather boots stepped on the ground and made a clicking sound, several young officers under Yu Xiaoqing walked in from a big stride, Zhang Lixian, He Shuguang, Yu Zhi, Li Bing and several young officers shouted loudly, they had a trace of dirt on their bodies, it was the smoke and dust that made them no longer tidy, but from top to bottom they revealed a spiritual outlook like a blade.

They were fully armed, without hats, wearing a mix of German-style M35, British M1917, and even Japanese-style steel helmets, carrying complete harnesses and butt-type holsters, and several of them carried machetes with holsters, and the workmanship was superb among similar knives used in the Anti-Japanese War. The guns they were carrying appeared to be too heavy.

Zhongzheng rifle, Thomson (magazine) submachine gun, ZB26 machine gun, this is not for them to fight, but for Yu Xiaoqing to conscript.

Their clothing was close to sloppy, the war equipment was on the sophisticated side, and what seemed to be incompatible with all this was that there was an accordion in the back seat of the car from which He Shuguang jumped.

They appeared in a hurry, and the movement alarmed the stationmaster of the dilapidated containment station, he hurriedly put on his clothes and came out to check what was going on, and was immediately whipped a few times by Zhang Lixian with a horsewhip, and the stationmaster of the shelter station put on the pants handed by a woman in a panic, and his gramophone was still singing wow-wow: "Spring is coming, and the windows are full of green, and the aunt embroiders mandarin ducks under the window." Suddenly, there was a burst of ruthless sticks, and the mandarin ducks were beaten on each side......"

Colonel Yu Xiaoqing frowned, still sitting in the car, listening to the voice coming from the gramophone, looking at the chaotic times in front of him, forming an extremely discordant picture, he said coldly: "He Shuguang! ”

He Shuguang was in his twenties, handsome, with a pair of myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, he strode forward, pulled out the machete on his back, and followed by a sound of banging and smashing from the room of the stationmaster of the containment station, and after a while, the world was a lot quieter.

Zhang Lixian walked out of the courtyard, his face was not very good-looking, "Tuanzuo, go and take a look, someone is one step ahead of us." ”

Yu Xiaoqing said 'oh' and got out of the car, he didn't look like his own subordinates, he was almost armed with an ammunition depot, he only had a Colt pistol and a Zhongzheng sword on his body, what made people feel the most lethal was not the gun and sword on his body, but himself, he himself was like an upright sword, as if he could stab someone to death at any time.

Zhang Lixian and Yu Zhi loyally served as Yu Xiaoqing's guards, they walked in from the gate, their eyes swept over the routs in the courtyard, and finally stopped on Xia Yuan, who was sitting on the ground in front of the door, without him, the military uniform on Xia Yuan's body was too dazzling in the eyes of this group of routs.

It's just that the military uniform on his body looks a little shabby and dirty, but the person wearing this dress has a spirit that cannot be ignored.

Yu Xiaoqing squinted at Xia Yuan, and Xia Yuan was also looking at Yu Xiaoqing.

Yu Xiaoqing is a man, but unfortunately he was hollowed out by Tang Ji at the last time, and he had no real power, and in the end he relied on the cannon fodder to drag down the Japanese army and achieve victory, he succeeded, that was for himself, he failed, and it was for his subordinates.

Xia Yuan didn't look down on Yu Xiaoqing, the system of the Kuomintang itself disagreed with our party, it can be said that the Kuomintang troops were mixed, one faction after another, and even gradually evolved into a family model, no one wanted to see their descendants suffer heavy casualties, and they could use cannon fodder to open the way, and they would never let their troops die.

What he looks down on is this world.

The defeated soldiers were also hungry for victory, but their superiors only thought about how to get them to block bullets for their descendants.

The eyes of the routs wandered back and forth between the regimental commander and Xia Yuan who suddenly appeared in front of them, they didn't seem to know what was happening, but they could vaguely feel a breath brewing between the two.

Bu Yan asked, "What's going on?" ”

Annoyance shook his head: "It is estimated that the two commanders met when they reorganized the rout." ”

Veterinarian Hao said, "Then what should we do?" ”

Annoyed La bit her lip and said, "This is a struggle between the regiment commander and the regiment commander, and we will wait and see what happens." ”

The defeated soldiers gathered together, they didn't say anything, they just watched quietly, their eyes stayed on Xia Yuan, as if they hoped that Xia Yuan could solve the problem in front of them, this group of people was armed with guns, and they didn't look easy to mess with.

Yu Xiaoqing squinted at Xia Yuan, and then glanced at the rout, this group of rout soldiers rarely had their own guns on them, and there were still leftovers from yesterday in the vat on the side, and the person in front of him had the same official position as himself, but he didn't know the true identity of this guy.

Zhang Lixian asked himself to give this guy a try, Yu Xiaoqing waved his hand, he stepped forward and took the initiative to approach Xia Yuan, and looked at Xia Yuan condescendingly: "I recently heard that there are many soldiers who escaped from Dianmia, and they all became deserters, and when they arrived here, they turned into routs. ”

It's over, it's not good!

This is the first voice in Annoy's heart, it is obvious that the regiment commander in front of him is here to question Xia Yuan, and believes that Xia Yuan is a deserter, which is a serious crime, especially when the regiment commander is a deserter, he is basically shot.

Xia Yuan said very calmly: "According to the meaning of the regiment commander, the entire Rout of Chanda is a deserter, the front line has suffered defeat, and the soldiers have fled with it, one person can sweep away ten, ten can sweep away a hundred, so they are all deserters?" ”

He swept over a group of gangsters behind Yu Xiaoqing: "This head of the regiment came here, does it mean that Xingshi is asking for sin?" Or is it about the execution of deserters? If you really want to count it like this, since the 918 incident, the troops who have fled have been defeated one after another, and according to your meaning, they are all deserters? ”

Yu Xiaoqing squinted his eyes, Xia Yuan quietly buttoned a certain big hat on his head, since the 918 incident, the Kuomintang has adopted a policy of non-resistance, trying to fill the greed of the Japanese army in this way, but unfortunately they underestimated the appetite of the Japanese army.

If you really want to follow Yu Xiaoqing's meaning, don't say that it is the entire Chanda, how many deserters are in the entire national party, it is estimated that the bullets will not be able to run out.

When he was thinking in his heart, Xia Yuan spoke again, "My regimental headquarters suffered a defeat on the front line, and the soldiers broke and fled, and I, as the regiment commander, naturally want to resign, but I want to make up for my mistakes, collect the defeated soldiers, and take them back to Dianmi. ”

Xia Yuan raised his head and looked at Yu Xiaoqing, this was the first time he bowed his head in front of Yu Xiaoqing, "The regiment is here, it is estimated that this is also the meaning, the Japanese army is marching rampantly in Dianmen, and the front-line soldiers are fleeing, so they will collect the routs and block the counterattack of the Japanese army, I am willing to lead this group of routs to kill back to Dianmen, and be the vanguard for you." ”

"It's just that my group is left with these 100 people in the courtyard right now, if the group seat can afford it, why don't you let me give it a try."

Yu Xiaoqing lowered his head and looked at Xia Yuan, before he could say anything, Xia Yuan took out the document from his arms and handed it to Yu Xiaoqing.

"Here's my ID."

Yu Xiaoqing took it and took a closer look, her eyes condensed slightly.

[The 150th Regiment of the New First Army]

[Colonel: Xia Yuan]

On it is the official seal of the national army.

The 150th Regiment of the New First Army was once a unit of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, in the Indo-Burmese War, the 150th Regiment stubbornly resisted the Japanese army, and was wiped out, but after the end of the Indo-Burmese War, it was rebuilt again, and when it returned to China, the regiment commander alone experienced three people, three times of light, and three times of reconstruction, which can be said to be the most tragic unit of the national army.

This is a colonel who fought on the front lines.

Yu Xiaoqing was ashamed of what he had just done, and ashamed of what Xia Yuan had just said, but he was angry.

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He respectfully returned the document to Xia Yuan, "I admire a soldier like you." ”

Shangfeng had no intention of fighting, he was busy intriguing, and the bitter thing was the bloody and sacrificed soldiers in Dianmi, Yu Xiaoqing realized that what he had just said seemed to be full of battle, but the colonel in front of him seemed very generous, and was even willing to be his own vanguard.

Yu Xiaoqing is not a fool, the strength of the regiment commander in front of him can only be seen in the veteran who crawled out of the pile of dead people, this regiment commander has killed many devils on the battlefield.

And he took his own guards to guard the one-third acre of land, and he was ashamed of himself for the continuation and growth of the family.

Xia Yuan spoke: "My regiment has been exhausted, and if I want to return to Dianmian, I need the regiment commander to show me a clear path." ”

Yu Xiaoqing didn't make a mistake, this was in Xia Yuan's plan, Yu Xiaoqing showed his dissatisfaction with the unwarlike Shangfeng in the TV series, he wanted to kill the enemy and serve the country, but he was trapped in his own family, trapped in Shangfeng's orders, and had no ambition but nowhere to be depressed, depressed.

Xia Yuan said, "I don't have anything left, just the skin on my body is still expensive, and the barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes, this group of defeated soldiers has the same ideals and ambitions as me, and they go into battle to kill the enemy." ”

He looked at Yu Xiaoqing, "The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband." ”

He had a miserable smile on his face: "There is no country, what is the meaning of our life, the Japanese devils burned, killed, plundered and plundered in our country, and committed one heinous crime after another, and there are always people who want to avenge the dead civilians." ”

"You have concerns, I don't have them."

The last sentence meant something, Yu Xiaoqing fell into deep thought, he looked at the dirty colonel in front of him, and finally sighed weakly, the other party guessed his weakness, as the other party said, he was concerned, and the other party had nothing.

He can openly disobey the orders of his superiors, but he can't, and if he disobeys, it will not only affect himself, but also his father, his family, and his cronies.

Maybe this is why his father arranged Tang Ji by his side, Tang Ji is sleek, quite a set of things, and he is young and enthusiastic, always thinking about killing the enemy and serving the country, Tang Ji can be optimistic about himself, whenever he is impulsive, he will always stand up at the first time, and persuade himself with various reasons, and the reasons for persuasion are also things he can't refuse.

He looked at Xia Yuan: "I understand, there will be an English transport plane docking at the airport after January, and I will come to inform you at that time." ”

Yu Xiaoqing didn't waste his tongue with Xia Yuan, and when he left, he said: