"Brother, Brother Pao will never poop or show off!"
Leader Xiang said to everyone in a deep voice, the expression on his face was extremely sad and yet extremely firm.
Everyone, including Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty, said nothing. They just silently picked up the gun in their hands and pulled the bolt.
In the distance, there are neon devils with "bo scrolls" wrapped around their heads, numbering at least two squadrons!
I'm afraid this time I will die or not - Fatty thought to himself.
"boom"
The shell gun in the regiment leader's hand fired.
The sound of gunfire was an order, and all kinds of weapons on the Sichuan army's position suddenly opened fire.
The Neon Army soldiers were like orcs, regardless of life or death, and they rushed towards the Sichuan Army position with their weapons in hand.
One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters...
Getting closer……
"Boom" "Boom"
Several explosions sounded, and the Sichuan Army brothers threw grenades one after another.
A piece of the Neon Army fell in front of the front line, but the rest still charged forward with all their strength.
"Brothers, get ready!"
Battalion Commander Peng shouted to his brothers.
The Sichuan army brothers stopped shooting one after another, took out their swords, or reinstalled bayonets on their rifles.
With less than a company of troops now, a hand-to-hand battle with the Neon Army would definitely result in death and no chance of survival.
But Ma Xiaoguang knew that everyone had no choice.
"Da da da"
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
"Bang" "Bang"
Suddenly, fierce gunfire rang out from both wings of the Neon Army's front!
Explosions one after another also sounded in the neon army formation.
Many Neon Army soldiers died in such a daze...
The Neon Army's front line was suddenly in chaos. They no longer cared about launching a charge, but turned their heads and fled away from their own positions.
"what happened?"
Xiang asked the leader with some confusion.
Prior to this, the brigade commander had issued an order and the defense could not be changed. Where did these troops come from?
Ma Xiaoguang looked into the distance and saw patches of light shining on the wings of the neon army.
That was a steel helmet. When I looked through a telescope, I saw it was Dai Ying's Tony helmet!
Those national soldiers wearing Tony helmets were wearing British yellow military uniforms, the same shorts as the Sichuan army, and straw sandals on their feet.
The momentum of the charge of these national troops was extremely fierce, and they gave way as much as the Sichuan army...
"Reinforcements are coming, they are Gui Jun's brothers!"
Ma Xiaoguang put down the telescope with relief.
"Brothers, come at me, I, the Sichuan Army, can't be embarrassed!"
Battalion Commander Peng gave an order, and everyone in the trenches stood up, holding swords and rifles, and rushed towards the Neon Army...
I don’t know how long it took, but the position temporarily regained its tranquility.
"We are the 1040th Regiment of the 520th Brigade of the 174th Division of the Guangxi Army... We are here to defend your position."
Xie Zhenxiong, the leader of the 1040th Regiment of the Guangxi Army, took out a military order and solemnly addressed Xiang Wenbin, the leader of the 804th Regiment of the Sichuan Army.
After carefully confirming the military order to the regiment commander, he nodded, turned around and ordered Peng Huancheng, the only battalion commander, to prepare for a defense change...
The 804th Regiment withdrew from the Dunwu Temple position.
There was less than one company left in the whole regiment - slightly more brothers than in history, but still heavy casualties.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty also withdrew with their brothers from the Sichuan Army.
At the headquarters of the 134th Division of the 20th Army of the Sichuan Army, the withdrawn brothers of the 804th Regiment received two military orders.
One was personally signed by the chairman of the committee, promoting Xiang Wenbin to the rank of major general and awarding him six thousand yuan!
The other one was from the Military Intelligence Department, ordering Ma Xiaoguang to rush back to the Albert Road Special Operations Group office immediately after receiving the order.
After bidding farewell to Major General Xiang Wenbin and his Sichuan Army brothers who were close friends in life and death, Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty rushed from Nanxiang Town to Albert Road in the French Concession.
It was already dusk when we arrived at Albert Road.
But it's still a busy place.
MISS Liu (Wu Qiuyi) had a look of surprise when she saw Ma Xiaoguang.
"You are finally back... there is someone waiting for you in the office."
MISS Liu's expression was a little weird, which made Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty a little puzzled.
But the mystery was soon revealed.
As soon as he opened the office door, the fat man smiled.
Inside is an old acquaintance whom I haven't seen for a long time - "Smiling Tiger"!
"Old man, are you in good health?"
The fat man nodded and bowed in greeting. While saying hello, he also made tea, his attitude was extremely attentive.
Ma Xiaoguang's face was full of black lines, and he was unhappy - who the hell is the commander?
After the fat man was busy for a while, he resigned knowingly, leaving the two officers to talk.
"I have three things to ask you for this time!"
The smiling tiger had a very kind expression and said Wen Yan to Ma Xiaoguang.
"Please ask the instructor for instructions!"
Ma Xiaoguang stood at attention with a snap and said seriously.
Seeing Ma Xiaoguang's businesslike expression without any enthusiasm for meeting again after a long absence, Smiling Tiger was very unhappy.
"The first thing is to announce the order of Director Dai. The deputy section chief of the Operations Section, the leader of the special operations team, and the leader of the supervision team Ma Xiaoguang will focus on handling rear intelligence matters and fund-raising matters from now on. No one is allowed to go to the battlefield without a military order. This order , death order!"
Seeing Ma Xiaoguang's appearance, Smiling Tiger could only talk about business first and quickly announced Director Dai's order.
"What does it mean?"
"What do you mean? My deputy section chief Ma, I'm afraid that if you rush to the front line again next time, you won't know how you died! Idiot!"
"Resist and kill the enemy..."
"Kill the enemy? Who do you think you are? Are you good at fighting? No matter how much you can shoot aircraft or artillery that can defeat the enemy, by the way, there are warships in the sea, why don't you try to blow up one?
The mission of an agent is to collect intelligence, not to be a top soldier, you idiot! "
The two quarreled again.
But due to their different identities, the Smiling Tiger naturally has the upper hand in terms of momentum.
But who is Chief Ma, and he has learned a lot of new words from the Sichuan Army brothers. For a moment, the smiling tiger was stunned. It was really hard to figure out.
Everyone outside the office couldn't help but laugh a little when they heard what was going on inside.
This can be regarded as a kind of relaxation after stressful work...
"The second thing is a private matter. The intelligence team I am responsible for recently has financial difficulties and money is tight. Can you support me..."
The Smiling Tiger argued with Ma Xiaoguang for a while, and seeing that he was no longer anxious, he quickly softened his tone and asked quietly.
"There are many ways to insult me, but you insist on asking me to borrow money!"
Ma Xiaoguang shouted to the smiling tiger with a pale face.
The smiling tiger said with a pleasant smile: "I don't borrow much, just 400,000. Isn't that a drop in the bucket for you, Boss Ma?"
"No! Not a dime!"
Ma Xiaoguang's attitude was extremely determined.
"Don't think I don't know, you made a lot of money from Shitaka Kusumoto."
"Don't talk about it. I'm angry when I talk about it. The office got half of it, and the Shanghai and city districts got another part. The rest went into the public account and has long been turned into supplies."
"Isn't there some left?"
"The rest will be rewarded to the brothers. I only have 20,000 yuan, and I donated it to the Sichuan Army a while ago, and the fat man also donated it, so don't mess with us."
Ma Xiaoguang's answer is reasonable and well-founded.
"There's really no negotiation?"
"No negotiation!"
"Oh, I originally said that I would introduce you to a big business, but now it seems that I have to rely on myself..."
The Smiling Tiger sat on the sofa, cut a cigar on the table, and said playfully.
