"Why don't you speak? Who will talk about it again." War has brought pain to people, but Mr. Wang insisted on uncovering their scars. After the first two soldiers finished speaking, the remaining soldiers fell silent. .
It's just that Chinese people have different temperaments in the north, south, west and east. Although Mr. Wang persuaded others to talk about it, they didn't respond and he didn't say anything.
Mr. Wang glanced at the remaining defeated soldiers, and then took out half a box of cigarettes from his pocket.
"Smoking and drinking are not separated from each other. Is there anyone who smokes? Let's take a puff to relieve all the worries. Let's chat and have a little time. After all, we are also your saviors." Mr. Wang is good at tempting.
It's just that he himself doesn't know that by saying this now, he has exposed all the advantages and disadvantages of the Northeastern people.
Talking about the advantages of Northeastern people, Northeastern people are rough and open-minded.
If he is with a group of people and he has a cigarette in his pocket, he will never say that he is digging around in his pocket to take out a cigarette and smoke it by himself. That will definitely lead to a round of smoking.
Another example is when we go out to eat, either you invite me or I invite you. It is said that two people eat together. Northeastern people do not have this habit.
The shortcoming of Northeastern people is that they like to talk nonsense, and they all feel good about themselves.
But the problem is that you think you are doing very well, but others may not think you are good, but instead think you are nagging!
At this time, Mr. Wang took out his cigarette and wanted to smoke it for everyone.
Two soldiers among the defeated soldiers waved their hands to indicate that they would not smoke, but two other soldiers took the cigarettes, and Mr. Wang diligently used a lighter to light the cigarettes for the two soldiers.
But at this time, his mouth was still busy: "Look! It's the little devil's lighter that makes a fire. I captured it on the battlefield." He spoke with a proud tone.
The so-called pull-fire lighter means that there is a flint on the lighter, which is filled with gasoline. The small round wheel on the lighter rubs against the flint with your hand, causing sparks to ignite the gasoline.
After one of the soldiers took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke, Mr. Wang said again: "Tell me about it!"
This soldier was naturally young, in his early twenties. He smiled when he saw Mr. Wang's attentive look, and Mr. Wang laughed too.
But then the soldier said seriously: "Thank you for the cigarette, brother, but I really have nothing to say!"
Including people like Shang Zhen, who would have thought that Mr. Wang's "filial piety" to someone's two cigarettes would lead to such a result? It's really unexpected!
Although the kerosene light was dim, Shang Zhen and the others could also imagine that Mr. Wang had screwed up this time and had others tease him. He was probably extremely embarrassed at this time and was saying "fuck me" in his heart!
Okay, at this moment someone suddenly said in surprise: "Are you from the 8th Division?"
"Huh?" The soldier who was smoking looked over.
Just now he rinsed off Mr. Wang's hat, with a faint smile in his eyes, but now he was stunned because he heard the local accent from the accent of the questioner.
"I am also from the 8th Division. My name is He Xiangcai, and I am from the 3rd Regiment, 2nd Battalion and 1st Company." The speaker was He Xiangcai who joined Shang Zhen and his group.
"Oh my god, it's not easy. Our 8th Division actually has another alive one!" At this time, the soldier who cherished words like gold stood up.
There is no doubt that He Xiangcai guessed correctly. This soldier was also from the 8th Division. The meaning in his words was that he was from the 8th Division.
But at this moment, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao suddenly realized.
It turned out that the soldier who had tricked Wang Lao Ma was actually from the same hometown as He Xiangcai. In other words, they were also one of the miscellaneous troops, except that Shang Zhen and the others were from the Northeast Army, and this soldier, like He Xiangcai, was from the Hunan Army.
The reason why the Battle of Songhu was called a battle was because there were many troops participating in the battle, and the numbers of each troops were naturally different. It was impossible for the officers and soldiers fighting below, like Old Man Shang Zhenwang, to figure out which number belonged to which department?
There is a saying in Northeastern dialect that "when a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, tears well up in his eyes." On such a battlefield in Songhu, where troops from all departments across the country are participating, if two fellow countrymen meet together, it will definitely be a disaster.
This time, there was no need for Mr. Wang to ask. He Xiangcai and the soldier started talking about their respective experiences.
“The night I went out, we split into two groups to fight back, and I was on the second group.
After the first group of people rushed forward, gunfire rang out for about an hour, and then there was no movement.
When the second group of us went up again, we continued to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese with bayonets.
I fell together with a Japanese soldier. At that time, the battle broke out and the guns were gone. The two of us fell into a deep pit and strangled each other's necks there.
Luckily I choked the guy to death in the end.
But the pit was quite deep, and I didn't dare to climb up. If I climbed up, and the butt of the gun would cut me off from the top, then I would be out of luck.
I just listened to the Japanese talking above. I guess our people have failed again, and the Japanese are cleaning the battlefield. "This is He Xiangcai's account.
Shang Zhen and the others naturally listened curiously.
Although He Xiangcai had been with them for a few days, He Xiangcai was also very strict and never mentioned his war. This was the first time that Shang Zhen and the others heard He Xiangcai talk about his experience.
"Then how did you get out later?" At this time, the soldier curiously asked Shang Zhen and the others a common question.
"Those Japs may have thought our brothers' corpses were a nuisance, so they threw those corpses into that big pit!" He Xiangcai replied.
He Xiangcai said this. The spectators felt happy at first for He Xiangcai, but then their expressions changed.
They felt lucky for He Xiangcai because they could guess that He Xiangcai must have climbed up from below by stepping on the corpses of his brothers.
It is conceivable that a company launched two attacks on the Japanese army, and nearly a hundred corpses could completely fill the pit.
But when He Xiangcai was alone at the bottom of the pit, corpses were thrown down from above. He Xiang was able to avoid being smashed to death and knocked unconscious. That was really a good life!
It is said that some veterans crawled out of the dead during the war, but now it seems that He Xiangcai is truly worthy of his name. He really climbed out of the dead!
"Does that big brother still have cigarettes? Give me another one!" He Xiang just finished speaking, and then the soldier called Wang Laomao instead.
"Huh?" Seeing the soldier asking for a cigarette, Mr. Wang's eyes closed.
"It's okay to ask me for a cigarette, but you have to tell me your name, right?" Wang Laomao said, but he remembered that this kid just cheated him out of a cigarette.
"My name is Ludy." Soldier Nahe finally answered.
Mr. Wang threw half of his box of cigarettes over: "It's yours, I still have it!"
As he was also a smoker, Lu Di looked at Mr. Wang gratefully.
When he took another puff of cigarette and blew it out, this time without being asked, Ludy began to tell his story.
