The bones of the Sichuan Army are still strong, and their souls can be summoned back. But those ** were different.
They have no lofty ideas and no sincere love for this country.
Years of war have numbed their last nerve.
They may have brothers and sisters, family members, neighbors, and even lovers.
But they or they may be dead, or they may still be alive, but they are no longer like passers-by. They haven't been back home for many years, or they don't want to go back at all.
Each of them has his or her own story. Maybe it's sad, maybe it's sad, maybe it's sad.
Their stories are sad. Either he was an orphan, he was hunted, he was betrayed by his brother, his relatives, or even his wife.
They have become indifferent to all kinds of human relationships and are tired of them, living like zombies one by one.
Moreover, the casualties in the Battle of Songhu were too great. Three hundred thousand people died in front of them, and even a fool would not remain indifferent.
They feel that China has lost this battle. And if they persist, they will only die.
They don't want to die. Although they don't have any lofty ideals, they still want to live.
They may even be indifferent to the death of their comrades around them, or even spit on them after they die, cursing: "You are so stupid, you can't blame others."
This is the daily life of a group of people.
But it is undeniable that this group of people will always be the last ones to survive on the battlefield.
Although some of them were covered in blood and some were wrapped in bandages, none of them were fatally injured. They are like bugs on the battlefield, surviving time and time again.
If you live one more day, you will earn it. So they are enjoying life in the shelter now. And he spends all the money he has got from his colleagues, squandering it wantonly.
Their life is much better than that of the Sichuan Army. They had wine and meat. You can live and die in this safe shelter all day long.
As for what will happen to them. They may have thought about it. But I will never go back to that hell on earth again.
At this time, Duanwu looked at such a group of people with a warm smile.
Such a smile makes people hairy.
And especially those **, veteran oilseeds.
It would be easier if Danwu yelled at them. They have many ways to make the young officers in front of them receive a rejection. Some even pretended to be dead and lay motionless on the table.
This is their survival technique. On the battlefield, no one knows how many veterans escaped by using this technique.
But this is useless for Dragon Boat Festival. Because Duanwu was in Sihang Warehouse, he came into contact with such a group of people. His uncles are Lao Hulu, Lao Kan, Lao Liang, and Zhou Da Bang, who is still alive today.
They are all such people.
Dragon Boat Festival once thought that they would not be changed.
But he was wrong. These people are still Chinese at heart. Maybe they are extremely disappointed with this kind of life, this kind of country, or themselves. But one day, they will live like a true warrior.
They are soldiers, a group of iron beans who cannot be killed or fried on the battlefield.
They have this kind of ability, or they don't show it easily.
As long as they are willing to use it, these people's explosive power in an instant is enough to defeat any elite Japanese army head-on.
This is them, a group of veterans who seem to be rotten to the core, but can still shine.
We need them during the Dragon Boat Festival, he said with a smile:
"You are all living a good life. Each of you has a unique ability. They say you are a ** and a veteran. But in my opinion, each of you is an elite in the military.
It's your ability to survive the brutal battlefield and then escape here.
I admire you very much..."
"Wait a minute, sir, don't you think that if you praise us a few times, we will go back and work with you, right? These brothers are not so easy to deceive. You should take those Sichuan Army brothers to die! We are just a pile of rubbish. The meat stinks right here!”
"Yes, yes, we are all salted fish, we are all rotten meat."
"Haha! Yes, yes! We are already rotten. We won't be able to fight on the battlefield."
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Before Dragon Boat Festival had finished speaking, the ladies present began to laugh loudly.
Originally, they thought there would be some unexpected performance during the Dragon Boat Festival!
That's it? Praise them with good words? Previous officers had used it so many times.
However, is Dragon Boat Festival stupid? To actually use such an old trick that everyone else has used so badly?
No, Dragon Boat Festival just wants to find the leader among these people.
Yes, ** also has a head, and so does veteran Youzi. There will always be one or several people among them who they admire the most.
Because no one is born with the ability to fight or escape.
They will learn from capable people. Therefore, these imitators have become their leaders invisibly.
Even if they don't have any military rank, even if they are just a big soldier. They will all follow them willingly. Because it was these people who taught them how to shoot guns, how to use artillery, and how to survive the battlefield.
Therefore, Dragon Boat Festival must find such people and defeat them one by one.
At this time, in a short conversation, he found two. One is Old Snoring, an old man about fifty years old with a gray beard and a pipe in his mouth. One is a middle-aged man in his forties with an evil smile - Xu Dazhuang.
Neither of them had any military rank, and one of them was actually a private.
But it is these two people who control almost all the affairs of the entire shelter. They are clearly distinguished from those Sichuan troops. Maybe there were conflicts between them. Because as I said before, they are clearly distinct.
It is not difficult to imagine how two teams with different philosophies can coexist peacefully.
Of course, these are not important. But the Dragon Boat Festival wants to take away all these soldiers who can fight.
In the distance, there were Brigadier Zhang, Brigadier Sun and others who were watching the joke.
Because they have used all the tricks. The Sichuan Army could not be taken away because the demands made by the Sichuan Army were too high. They simply cannot be satisfied.
There are no military uniforms to keep you warm, and no weapons to keep you handy. Made in Hanyang, it is commonly known as Laotaozi. Ten bullets per person. This is not much better than the previous treatment by the Sichuan Army.
What can ten bullets do? Even if each of their bullets really kills an enemy. After one battle, they will all be wiped out. What happens after that?
What's more, one person may not be able to get a gun.
The war has been going on for so long, and discarded and damaged weapons are everywhere on the battlefield. Many cannot be retrieved from the field.
So there is a shortage of guns and weapons everywhere. It was too late to supply supplies from the rear.
How to fight such a battle? They can only be two people with one gun, or three people.
Some people say, how to use this? Do two people need to use a gun at the same time?
In fact, it's not that complicated. As long as the first person holding the gun dies, the second person can take the gun.
The reality is so cruel. Therefore, it is understandable that the Sichuan army, which has been wronged, does not want to continue fighting like this.
But these veterans are different. In the eyes of Brigadier Zhang and Brigadier Sun, they will not be honest unless they kill a few of them.
Of course, this is not advisable. Because they cannot win over their hearts, these people will find ways to escape on the battlefield.
So this is the most difficult thing to do.
They all think that Dragon Boat Festival will not have any way to take these women away.
But at this time, Duanwu just whispered into the ears of the gray-bearded old man Shou and the middle-aged man Xu Dazhuang. After a while, the two men shook hands with Duanwu. Then he shouted: "Brothers, let's go with the chief."
"Let's go! We can finally leave this hellish place!"
"Yes! I didn't expect that we could also become the direct descendants of the Chairman. Hahaha!"
"It's good to be a direct descendant. We have food, clothing, and military pay!"
"That's right, maybe sir, you can find some girls for us!"
"Hahaha!......"
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All the ladies were talking and laughing. Everyone gathered around Dragon Boat Festival. Brigadier Zhang, Brigadier Sun and others were dumbfounded when they saw this.
I thought to myself: Does this special correspondent have magical powers? I didn't see him say anything. He was laughed at, and then he randomly talked to two people, and they just left with him?
If it's really that simple, then why do they have to wait until now? I'm afraid they took the person away three days ago.
At this time, some people regretted it and some people sighed. But no one thinks that they may not be able to do what the Dragon Boat Festival can do. They didn't even think that there was a leader among a group of stragglers.
To be honest, who would have thought of this? They are not in the same army at all. After being caught here, they all became big brothers in a few days?
Therefore, they could only watch from the sidelines. The special commissioner only used a short moment to deceive everyone in the shelter.
Yes, in their eyes, Dragon Boat Festival is a lie. They even think that Duan Wu is a liar. Otherwise, why would he have two stars and two stars on his shoulders at such a young age? Why did you become a special correspondent at such a young age?
Otherwise, there is only one explanation. The father of Dragon Boat Festival is a high-ranking military officer. This grandson is a third-generation ancestor.
But why is it the third generation ancestor, why not the second generation ancestor?
Because Dragon Boat Festival is too young, his father is not much older. If you want to climb up the military ranks so quickly, you must be at least a general-level veteran.
Otherwise, in a place like the 88th Division, Dragon Boat Festival would not be able to get around so quickly.
Just imagine, the Eighty-seventh Division, the Eighty-eighth Division, the Thirty-sixth Division, who are those people? Those are all the principal's students. To put it bluntly, those are the people who appointed the seats.
Therefore, if Duan Wu did not have enough background to be the leader of an independent regiment in the 88th Division, it would be simply a daydream.
Of course, they would never have imagined that Duanwu, the colonel leader, was picked up for nothing. Sun Yuanliang, the commander of the 88th Division, originally thought that Dragon Boat Festival would die in Sihang Warehouse. Who would have thought that he would come back alive?
Therefore, everything seems so unreasonable, but it is also reasonable. It is doubtful whether this is true. A poor guy from the local army suddenly transformed into a special correspondent. And with just a few words, he collected nearly a thousand troops in defeat.
At this time, there was so much pride in Dragon Boat Festival's smile. He loudly issued his first order after victory:
"We now appoint Xu Dazhuang as the commander of the 2nd Special Agent Company of the 88th Division Independent Regiment. We order Lao Huo to be the commander of the 3rd Special Agent Company of the 88th Division Independent Regiment. We order Wei Yong to serve as the 3rd Battalion of the 88th Division Independent Regiment. battalion commander."
"Hey, hey, regimental commander, why are we the company commander? Why should Wei Yong be the battalion commander? Isn't this unfair?"
The bearded man snores and stirs up trouble again.
Duanwu glanced at him sideways and asked, "Do you want fairness?"
Lao Shou seemed to have thought of something, and he smiled apologetically and said: "How can I, how can I be able to sit with the group? I, Lao Shou, have been lucky enough in my lifetime, how dare I make any more demands?"
puff!
When they saw Lao Shou's flattering look, Brigadier Zhang, Brigadier Sun and others not far away almost vomited out their overnight meal. He thought to himself: What kind of enchanting soup did that special correspondent pour into this old boy to make him so flattering? Just like an old bustard.
At this moment, Wei Yong said: "Tuanzu, it's not that I look down on these people. A group of **, can they fight? Brothers don't want to fight the Japanese and guard against them at the same time."
"Hey? What are you talking about? What do you mean we can't fight? You still have to guard against us?"
Xu Dazhuang, commander of the second company of the special agent company, was the first to express his dissatisfaction. He walked up to Wei Yong while shaking his body.
Naturally, Wei Yong would not show weakness. He had long wanted to have a fight with Xu Dazhuang. When he came forward, he grabbed a wine bottle on his back.
The two of them had been on holiday for a long time, and they had conflicts in the shelter more than once or twice. But there is no hatred for killing the father or taking away the wife. They just feel unhappy with each other.
Wei Yong doesn't like it, a group of prostitutes are arrogant in the shelter. Xu Dazhuang laughed at the fact that the Sichuan army was a bunch of poor guys who had never seen much of the world.
The two of them had conflicts all the time, from washing their faces to walking, eating, etc., and almost led to group fights several times. If Captain Wang hadn't fired several times to stop them, these two men would have been beaten to death.
And it's the same today, the two people don't talk to each other. Xu Dazhuang carried a wooden thorn with him and stabbed Wei Yong. Wei Yong was also unambiguous, holding a wine bottle in his hand and saying hello to Xu Dazhuang's head.
Both of them were chasing each other's life, and they struck quickly. There was no time to stop it.
I just don’t want to be at this critical moment. A figure suddenly appeared, and Xu Dazhuang's wrist hurt. The wooden thorn in his hand was gone, and it was pressed against his neck. But Wei Yong, who was holding the wine bottle high, had a black muzzle on his head.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Everything was done in the blink of an eye.
Everyone looked at the young officer between Wei Yong and Xu Dazhuang in astonishment. Because it was none other than the Dragon Boat Festival.
"I hope this is the last time. Otherwise military justice will be engaged."
The Dragon Boat Festival doesn't talk much, but it is very intimidating. And showed unimaginable fighting ability.
Because whether it is Xu Dazhuang or Wei Yong, they are the best among them. But in Duanwu's hands, two people were restrained at the same time, which already explained the problem.
They are no match for Dragon Boat Festival. If they want to take action, there is only one result, either they will be killed by Dragon Boat Festival, or they will be beaten up by both of them! ...
