October 26th, noon!
The last batch of troops of the 88th Division evacuated. The 1st Battalion of the 528th Regiment of the 88th Division was directly under the special agent company and marched to the door of Sihang Warehouse.
The 528th Regiment is directly under the special agent company and is a strengthened company. There are about 380 people in the company.
It is composed of a machine gun platoon, a heavy machine gun platoon, an artillery platoon, and five infantry platoons. It is one of the elites of the 528th Regiment. Although some men were lost in the battle with the Japanese invaders, the company still has about 230 people at this time. .
The military appearance was neat and tidy. The soldiers carried their guns one by one and marched at an orderly pace. There was no sign of a hasty retreat at all.
Second Lieutenant Company Commander Zhao Beishan ordered the troops to stop, and then shouted loudly: "Is Brother Duanwu here?"
During the Dragon Boat Festival, I looked down from the second-floor window of Sihang Warehouse, and I actually recognized him.
It turned out that Zhao Beishan was the garrison officer who gave him the knife when he crossed the line of fire during the Dragon Boat Festival.
Duanwu gave Zhao Beishan a sword, and Zhao Beishan gave Duanwu a special pass.
It was a lot more convenient to borrow this pass during the Dragon Boat Festival.
"So it's Brother Beishan? Are you about to withdraw?"
Duan Wu stood at the window on the second floor and asked, while Zhao Beishan replied with a smile: "That's right, military orders are like mountains. I heard that brother Duan Wu has been promoted to the commander of the 88th Division Independent Regiment. It's really gratifying and congratulatory." !”
"Haha, Brother Beishan is so well-informed!"
"The Eighty-Eighth Division has been known to everyone for a long time. In the future, please ask Brother Duanwu to support you more!"
"How dare you, how dare you!"
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Dragon Boat Festival and Zhao Beishan exchanged greetings. They originally thought they were just passing by, but just when Zhao Beishan was about to leave, a dozen people pushed up from the back of the team.
These dozen or so people were wearing various military uniforms and were covered in blood and mud, but they had no guns on them. They looked like defeated roosters.
Duanwu looked at these people with some emotion in his heart.
He originally thought that because of his time travel, those familiar sheep crutches, Lao Tie, Lao Abacus, Luoyang Shoun, and Luoyang Shovel's nephew, etc., should have escaped or died. But he didn't want to be caught by Zhao Beishan.
Zhao Beishan said: "Brother Duanwu, when I caught these deserters, I originally planned to kill them. But when I heard that you were going to fight the Japanese invaders to the end in this Sixing Warehouse, I thought, let these people be put to some use."
"No, no, I won't stay here, I'm going to the other side of the river..."
When a deserter heard what Zhao Beishan said, he suddenly went berserk, knocked away the soldiers escorting him, and ran towards the other side of the garbage bridge.
"Stop, if you don't stop, I will shoot."
The soldiers escorting this man roared angrily.
But at this moment, Zhao Beishan directly grabbed the soldier's gun, pulled the bolt, pushed the bullet into the chamber, and fired.
Fifty meters away, the deserter was penetrated by bullets and died on the spot.
"See? This is the fate of deserters!"
Zhao Beishan shouted angrily, but Lao Tie didn't want his feet to go weak and he lay on the ground.
Zhao Beishan was furious when he saw it. He scolded: "Shrimp, you are so big and yet so cowardly, get up, or I will kill you right now."
Lao Tie tried to get up, but his feet no longer obeyed him and he fell to the ground again.
"Trash, what's the use of you?"
Zhao Beishan was on fire, and the bullets were loaded, and Lao Tie was about to be killed.
"Brother Beishan, wait a minute, let me come."
At this moment, Duanwu shouted and appeared at the door.
Zhao Beishan put away his gun and said with a smile: "Brother Duanwu, since I have such a leisurely life, I will naturally give it to Brother Duanwu."
Zhao Beishan is nearly thirty years old, much older than Duanwu. But calling himself the younger brother was just to enhance Gao Wu's status.
This is like your leader being twenty years younger than you. Can you go up and say: Leader, am I your uncle?
"Haha, Brother Beishan is too polite."
Duanwu smiled apologetically and walked to the group of deserters. Sun Shiyu, Lao Hulu and others stood behind him.
At this time, Zhao Beishan handed the official letter to Duan Wu, but he didn't want Duan Wu to hit him on his waist and took out his own gun.
Pointing the pistol at Lao Tie, he asked: "Stand up?"
Lao Tie was half lying on the ground, waving his hands and saying: "I can't stand up. If you want to shoot, just shoot!"
"Okay, I'll make it happen for you."
Duanwu turned on the safety and was about to shoot, but at this moment, Yangguai on the side suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Duanwu from raising the muzzle of his gun and said: "He is just a coward, why are you embarrassing him?"
"Are you going crazy? Get back here."
Zhao Beishan directly put the muzzle of the gun on Yangguai's head.
Duan Wu raised the muzzle of Zhao Beishan's gun and said with a smile: "I like soldiers like this."
But before he finished speaking, Duanwu punched Yangguai and knocked him to the ground.
The punch was so sudden that even the sheep crutches didn't react. Half of my face was swollen.
Yangguai fell to the ground and looked at Dragon Boat Festival in surprise. Because one second he said he liked himself, but the next second he punched himself.
Everyone was also wondering, but at this time, the Dragon Boat Festival roared: "You are so talented, why don't you fight with the Japanese? Why do you want to be a deserter? Is it honorable to be a deserter?
Tell me, are you helping him to prove that you are kind, or to prove that you have love and compassion? Or is it to prove that you are not afraid of death?
This is a stupid idea of yours. You haven't changed anything. You can't help anyone because you are a deserter. You are a disgrace to a soldier! "
The Dragon Boat Festival roared, Yangguai whimpered after being scolded, and finally covered his face and cried.
Everyone present was stunned and didn't understand what was going on. Dragon Boat Festival went towards Lao Tie again and beat him with his pistol, causing Lao Tie to sit on the ground and keep retreating.
The bullets kept flying sparks between his legs, and Lao Tie was so frightened that he almost peed.
When the bullets were gone, Duanwu roared again: "Is your leg healed now? Can you stand up?"
The panicked Lao Tie didn't know where he got the strength. He suddenly stood up and saluted: "Sir, my leg is healed."
"Then get out of the way!"
Dragon Boat Festival roared, Lao Tie quickly hid aside.
At the same time, Duanwu grabbed the shoulder of the trembling old abacus, forced him over, and asked: "What are you shaking?"
Old Abacus, with trembling lips and tears in his eyes, did not dare to look directly at Duanwu.
He stammered: "Sir, I, I am just a settler. I don't know how to fight. Just let me go..."
"You will leave if I let you go? China is so big, where can you go?
If you don’t fight and I don’t fight, who will fight this battle? Come and tell me? "
Dragon Boat Festival continued to roar, but the timid old abacus couldn't listen to a word at all.
He is afraid, he is timid, he wants to keep running, keep running, and run away to a place where there are no ghosts and no war! ...
