A group of Northeastern officers and soldiers gathered in a circle in the mountains. They were all looking at something held in the hands of a soldier.
It was a yellow collar badge with two stars on it.
"What a big Japanese official this is!" Little Dustpan sighed.
"We don't know. Anyway, he was beaten to death by us. I thought it was a strange thing to do, so I pulled it off from his collar!" replied the soldier, who was also rescued by Shang Zhen and the others. The soldier at the back.
This soldier is Rong Xuan, a soldier of the 327th Brigade of the 112th Division of the 57th Army.
Today, their regiment leader led a total of two battalions and launched an attack from the flank against the Japanese army opposite the 103rd Division of the Guizhou Army.
The Japanese army never expected that the Chinese army, which was supported by coolies, would launch a counterattack at this time, and they were caught off guard.
When the Japanese army reacted, they quickly retreated. However, because the Japanese army was too strong, their unit was still bitten by the Japanese army.
If Shang Zhen and the others hadn't taken action in time, it's really hard to say how many of the dozens of them would have escaped.
The collar badge in the hands of the soldier named Rong Xuan was captured by him.
They, ordinary soldiers, didn't know how the collar badges representing the Japanese officer's rank were set up. They just guessed that the owner of the collar badge should have a high rank.
"I think he must be a division commander no matter what!" said another Northeast Army soldier.
"Do you have any knowledge? The Japanese army's organization is different from ours. They don't call them division battalions, they call them divisions, brigade and brigade!" This was the only officer in their group said.
His name is Huang Chaobo, and he is a company commander.
"Captain Huang, what do you think his official title is?" the soldier said unconvinced.
Huang Chaobo shook his head.
At this time, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao, who were also looking at the collar badge, looked at each other. God knows what the official title of the owner of this collar badge was.
"It's just for fun. If we win the battle, if we hand over this toy, the boss will probably get some benefits, but what's the use now?" Huang Chaobo shook his head again.
Huang Chaobo has shaken his head twice. The first time he shook his head meant that he didn't know, but this time he shook his head as a sigh.
Now that the war has been fought like this, no matter how high-ranking the Japanese devils are killed, what can they do?
The entire Northeastern Army is doing dirty, dangerous and tiring work within the military system of the Nationalist Government. So what does it matter no matter how great your achievements are? What if the National Government can see it?
"If that's the case, there's no point in throwing it away!" Rong Xuan was discouraged after hearing what their company commander said, and he casually threw the collar badge on the ground.
What their company commander said was right.
Even if they kill a very important official of the Japanese army, their commanders might go to the front line, so who will reward them?
But at this moment, a person next to him stepped forward and picked up the collar badge again, and that person was Mr. Wang.
"Don't throw it away, let me see if the two little stars above it are made of gold!" Mr. Wang said with a smile.
"Money fans, you've never seen money, right? The Japanese won't be able to put gold on their collars no matter what.
That's what ancient people said about wearing golden armor. If you think it's really made of gold, that's impossible. "A soldier said beside him.
But Mr. Wang paid no attention to it. He had already picked up the epaulette, looking like a money man. He even rubbed his sleeves against the two five-pointed stars on the yellow collar badge.
"Blow at him again, put it next to your ear and listen to see if it makes any noise." At this time, someone next to him joked.
When the man said this, the soldiers all laughed.
Because when people are trying to identify whether the ocean is real, they will hold the center of the silver round with their fingers, blow on it, and then put it to their ears to listen to the sound.
Amidst everyone's good-natured jokes, Mr. Wang still didn't take it seriously. He still smiled and put the collar badge in his pocket.
At this point, everyone's comment on the trophy has come to an end.
It stands to reason that Rong Xuan is unlikely to throw away that collar badge easily.
But they all understand that in the current situation, life and death for them are uncertain, so there is no point in trying to figure out that thing.
"Brothers, you still don't know which section you are in?" At this time, the company commander Huang Chaobo asked Mr. Wang.
Seeing that Wang Lao Mao was the oldest among the four of them, he thought Wang Lao Mao was the leader.
"Hey, it would be a long story to say which part we are from." Wang Laomao responded, and then he rolled his eyes and replied, "We are from the guerrilla corps of the Northeastern Army behind enemy lines."
"Guerrilla Corps behind enemy lines?" Huang Chaobo frowned. He had never heard of such a unit.
"Yes, yes, if we were not from the guerrilla corps behind enemy lines, how could we be wandering around the battlefield, and happened to help you." Old Mao Wang climbed up along the pole, and by the way told him this lie One point complete.
"In that case, let's go back to the regiment first, and you guys will continue to wander around the battlefield. If you can pick up any precious bumps, think about it and let your brothers see it!" Wang Chaobo said jokingly.
"Okay, then we'll see you later!" Wang Lao Mao's loud response was completely without the consciousness of a soldier seeing his superior.
And Huang Chaobo just smiled and took his people to the north.
In any case, it was the sudden appearance of Shang Zhen and the others that ambush the Japanese army, and from Huang Chaobo's point of view, Shang Zhen and the others had very strong fighting abilities.
But since Mr. Wang said they were some kind of guerrilla group, he obviously didn't want to follow them back, so he wouldn't do anything reluctantly.
Seeing Huang Chaobo leading the people away, Shang Zhen and the four of them sat down.
No one would care if Mr. Wang didn't agree to follow Huang Chaobo and the others, just because what Mr. Wang did was exactly what they thought.
In the past few years of fighting the Japanese army, Shang Zhen and the others have formed their own survival philosophy, that is, it is good to be close to the Northeast Army brigade, but do not join them easily.
Once you get close, you can enjoy the shade under a big tree, and you can bring in reinforcements at a critical moment.
Rather than joining them easily, it is naturally to prevent others from turning them into members of the death squads, or to let them stick to their positions and swear to coexist and die with them.
"If He Xiangcai and the others were here, it turns out that Chu Tian also said that we would no longer resist Japan, and we would no longer be the backbone of the Chinese nation." Looking at the backs of the officers and soldiers of the 326th Brigade, Chen Hanwen sighed.
"Tch—" Mr. Wang expressed his disdain disapprovingly, "Is this what happened to the spine? Those who would rather break than bend are dead, but we are still alive now and can continue to fight the Japanese!"
Chen Hanwen shook his head when he heard what Mr. Wang said. He didn't know what to say.
Originally, he thought what Chu Tian said made sense. Of course, Chu Tian would not say that now, and what Mr. Wang said was also true.
Shang Zhen usually did not participate in this kind of topic, but now he became interested in the collar badge that Mr. Wang asked for.
"Uncle Wang, do you want that collar badge?" Shang Zhen asked.
"I don't know what Gaha is for." Mr. Wang told the truth. Seeing Shang Zhen's confused expression, he explained, "It's a rare thing anyway. Maybe it will come in handy sometime."
