"Brothers, have a good journey!"
Meng Shaoyuan threw a bowl of wine on the ground.
On the monument in front of me, there are a few words written:
The tomb of three hundred martyrs in Houjiacun.
In the defense of Hejiacun, a total of 305 people died.
Among them, there are 292 agents from the Ningbo Station of the Military Unification Bureau and 13 from the Iron-Blooded Guards Corps.
It is for the three hundred martyrs!
Everyone who had participated in the defense battle of Houjiacun, as long as they could still move, all came.
Lai Songsheng had a broken arm, and Liang Tong was missing a piece of his face.
All all people.
Meng Shaoyuan held a telegram in his hand.
That was a special commendation order given by the headquarters to the Ningbo Station of the Military Command Bureau.
Meng Shaoyuan burned it in front of the monument.
Have a good trip, brothers.
The commendation order from the headquarters is here!
But you will never see it again.
Li Zhifeng stood up straight there.
Lu Chengtian, Ma Cheng, all brothers, have a good journey!
Wait for me, maybe I will come down to accompany you soon.
Until then, we will still be brothers.
Even if we die, we must stay with the commander!
"Director Meng."
As soon as the memorial ceremony was over, Lai Songsheng came to Meng Shaoyuan's side and opened his mouth, but his voice was already choked with sobs.
Meng Shaoyuan also wanted to cry, but in front of his subordinates, he couldn't even shed a tear.
He called Liang Tong over: "This time, Ningbo Station suffered heavy losses. What do you think?"
Liang Tong was silent for a moment: "Director Meng, it cannot be said that the losses were heavy. The entire organization was almost destroyed."
"You are wrong." Meng Shaoyuan shook his head and said, "Yes, too many people died, but sixty-six of us survived. These sixty-six people fought bloody battles with the Japanese and will live for hundreds of years in the future. In the reconstruction of Ningbo Station, they must be the mainstay. Station Commander Liang, reuse them."
Liang Tong nodded silently.
Originally, he had been hiding himself, not taking any merit, and seemed to be indifferent to the world.
After finally surviving until he became the acting webmaster, he suddenly encountered the Zhenhai Defense War.
After the first battle, Ningbo station was empty.
As soon as the webmaster took office, he had to face unprecedented challenges.
But he also knew that precisely because of fighting side by side with Meng Shaoyuan this time, he instantly became Director Meng's "one of our own" and was able to successfully squeeze into the core level of Meng Shaoyuan Group.
This can be considered a blessing in misfortune.
Meng Shaoyuan's eyes fell on Lai Songsheng. In front of Liang Tong, he did not shy away from anything: "Before, Lai Songsheng was mine and represented the Shanghai area. Stationmaster Liang represented Ningbo. I There must be a balance, so Station Commander Liang is in charge of Ningbo Station, and Lai Songsheng is in charge of Zhongyi Rescue.
After this battle, Liang Tong and Lai Songsheng, you are brothers who have fought bloody battles together. I have no other requirements, I just hope that you can cooperate sincerely to re-establish Ningbo Station for me. When you have a conflict, think about what happened in Houjiacun, and think about the 305 colleagues who died! "
"Understood, Director Meng!" Lai Songsheng replied loudly.
"Yes, Director Meng." Liang Tong also said: "You can rest assured on this, the blood of the three hundred martyrs will not be shed in vain."
Meng Shaoyuan nodded: "After I return to Shanghai, I will allocate a batch of funds and weapons to you to help you speed up the reconstruction of Ningbo Station. Also, if the Japanese army fails to invade Ningbo twice, there will inevitably be another one. Be prepared after the fall of Ningbo."
Liang Tong immediately understood: "Starting from today, I will select new organization members and formulate batch latent plans. Once Ningbo falls, I will personally take charge of Ningbo and never take a step back."
"good!"
Meng Shaoyuan looked very satisfied: "If you want to fight, you must also pay attention to protecting yourself. We have survived in Houjiacun, and we have to survive until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. Station Commander Liang, Lai Songsheng, go back to recover from your injuries and prepare for work!"
"yes!"
Watching these people leave, Meng Shaoyuan turned around and found that Li Zhifeng and Hao Fengwen were still staring blankly at the tombstone:
"Li Zhifeng, Hao Fengwen!"
"arrive!"
"Still thinking about brothers?"
"Sir, I can't help but think about it." Li Zhifeng stood up straight; "It was fine before, why is it suddenly gone? I don't want to let it go, sir, my heart hurts."
"I feel more pain than you." Meng Shaoyuan looked solemn: "People like Lu Chengtian, Ma Cheng, have been following me for so long, and each one of them has been worn by me. Now they are all gone. I feel more uncomfortable than anyone else." .
You are all soldiers. Before you became my guard, you all fought with the Japanese with bayonets. From Songhu to Xuzhou, from Wuhan to Changsha, too many warriors have died. We have to bear this pain! "
"Yes!" Li Zhifeng responded loudly, and then said: "Sir, the guards are gone. For the safety of the commander, we have to reorganize. But what should we do with these people?"
"It has to be reorganized." Meng Shaoyuan mused: "Not only does it have to be reorganized, but it also needs to be expanded. In terms of personnel, I prefer to select from the army."
People like Li Zhifeng, who came out of the army, have high military literacy and practical combat experience, are perfect for serving as guards.
But last time I got it from Xue Yue, what about this time? You can't go to Xue Yue again, right?
Meng Shaoyuan rolled his eyes: "In terms of personnel, I will think of a way. I guarantee that you will have a group of reliable subordinates again in a short time!"
"Thank you sir!"
Li Zhifeng also knew in his heart that since the chief had agreed, it would definitely be a mistake.
"And you, Hao Fengwen." Meng Shaoyuan said immediately: "From now on, you will serve as the deputy captain of the Iron-Blooded Guards."
"Yes, thank you sir for your cultivation!"
Li Zhifeng was somewhat worried: "Sir, how are we going to get back to Shanghai?"
"How do you go back to Shanghai?"
"There were so many people when we came here, but what about now?" Li Zhifeng sighed: "It's just me and Hao Fengwen. It's my responsibility to protect the officer. It's indeed very close to Shanghai from Ningbo, but I'm not afraid of just ten thousand. Are you worried about the safety on this journey?"
"What do you want so much for?" Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "There are three of us here, plus Secretary Wu and Section Chief Yu, five of us, can't we go back to Shanghai? How powerful do you really think those Japanese are? Just This time in Houjia Village, I fought with the Japanese to stab each other, but it was nothing more than that, and the killing was astonishing."
He started talking incoherently again and started bragging again.
Li Zhifeng and Hao Fengwen looked at each other, both of them had normal thoughts.
This officer, he was just out of danger, but before he could do anything, the cow started to blow.
Yes, his performance this time was indeed unexpected. That's really fighting the Japanese.
The problem is, our commander will probably have to brag about the battle in Houjiacun for several years.
There are also those brothers who are about to join the guard, but they don't understand the character of this officer.
I don’t know how many people will be put in his shoes one by one!
