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Chapter 63

This is a perfect battle of infantry ambush cavalry, precise shooting, intensive firepower, well-timed side and rear attacks, mortars with eyes, and horse traps to trap people and horses, several big

All elements are indispensable.

What's even more valuable is that when facing a large-scale cavalry attack for the first time, the team members overcame their fear and nervousness, gave full play to their abilities, and fully met Zhou Wen's requirements and expectations.

War is a catalyst for people to mature. What matures is not only ability, but also psychology.

At this time, a man ran over on horseback from the direction of the station and shouted: "Brothers from that department, please come out and see me, sir."

Zhou Wen handed the rifle to Gao Xiaoshan beside him, took off his hood, and walked down the high slope facing him. When he walked in, he saw that it was the mustachioed captain who inspected the woods yesterday.

Zhou Wen saluted him and said: "Sir, we are not a unit of the National Army, but a transportation team of the Central Route Army's supplementary regiment that came to surrender. I am captain Zhou Wen.

Our regiment commander sent us to surrender first and replenish the regiment behind the front, so we won’t be able to get through for a while.”

Mustache was instantly shocked by Zhou Wen's words and his thinking was short-circuited. Wait, what does this mean? What kind of messy supplementary transportation team does it have this kind of organization? What kind of transportation team is this with your kind of strength? Then

Aren’t the main forces on the opposite side going to the sky? It’s no longer possible, I’m so dizzy.

Mustache regained his composure and asked carefully: "Brother, how many people do you have?" "Reporting to the commander, there are forty-seven people in the transport team, including me."

Mustache can't stand it anymore, you damn forty-seven men, in less than four minutes, they defeated the nearly 600 elites of the Northwest Army, known as the number one cavalry in China, on the plain, and only about 30 were left.

Riding, he even chased people's butts and shot them, and I don't know how many more were killed.

The mustache said: "Just wait." He turned around and rode away. What the hell is this human being? Not only can my heart not stand it anymore, but my brain is also dizzy. I haven't woken up or something.

If it doesn't work, we have to let the superiors come. They have big heads and can bear it.

Zhou Wen was also puzzled, what do you mean? Why did you run away while you were talking? You weren't scared by me, were you? Impossible. The man I saw yesterday was a resolute, calm, capable and courageous person.

Could it be that I misjudged it and saw that the embroidered pillow was just a bag of straw?

He didn't know that what he said and what he did would be a big weapon to subvert the thinking of soldiers in this era. He must have a strong nerve, otherwise he would be driven crazy by what he saw and heard.

After another long day, it was almost dawn, and finally another person came to the station, not one, but two. An officer and a man in a Chinese tunic suit.

Zhou Wen smiled as soon as he saw it. He was an acquaintance. The senior party official was a fat man with glasses named Liu Ruoshui. He quickly stepped forward to greet him, saluted and said loudly: "Hello, Chief Liu, hello, sir."

Liu Ruoshui laughed ecstatically, held Zhou Wen's hand and said, "Brother Zhou, you're all right. I just heard Captain Sun come back and I guessed it was you. I know your skills, brother."

Well, looking at the whole world, the only one who can fight at this level is your little brother Zhou's transport team. You are my life-savior.

Come, come, let me introduce to you, this is Education Director Zhang of Whampoa Military Academy."

Zhou Wen was shocked. He was such a famous figure. He didn't even think about it when he smelled the odor of urine on Liu Rushui. He quickly stood up and saluted again: "Hello, Chief Zhang."

Chief Zhang also grabbed Zhou Wen's hand and said kindly: "Brother Zhou is really a hero at a young age. I saw the battle last night on the train. It really taught me, an old military veteran, a lesson.

This ambush location, firepower configuration, and attack timing are all perfect, and your marksmanship is even more superb. I didn't believe it when I heard Mu Yin and Ruoshui praise you before, but now I have seen it with my own eyes, and I admire you, I admire you."

Zhou Wen quickly said humbly: "I don't dare to praise Sir Zhang. No matter what, as long as the officers are well, then everything will be fine."

Chief Zhang suddenly remembered something, patted his head and said: "Oh, hurry up, hurry up, the principal wants to see you, we are happy to say that the principal is still waiting."

Zhou Wen pretended to be confused and asked: "Principal? Is it..." "Oh, our National Army still has that principal. Go around and tell the truth when you see the principal. You are a lucky general. You will immediately

It’s a great achievement.”

Chief Zhang couldn't wait any longer, so he pulled Zhou Wen and ran towards the train. Liu Ruoshui didn't follow, but called from behind: "Brother Zhou, we'll see you later, I'll be in the car behind."

Chief Zhang led Zhou Wen to the command car, signaled Zhou Wen to wait a moment, and got on the train first.

The mustachioed officer stood at the door of the carriage and looked at Zhou Wen with strange eyes. His emotional dizziness was not cured yet. The mustachioed officer said: "I'm sorry, Zhou, Captain Zhou, please hand over your weapons and saber.

"

Zhou Wen nodded, and took off the big-eyed gun from his waist and the short knife tied to his leg. He took off his backpack, stuffed the gun and short knife into the backpack, and casually carried the backpack with one hand and handed it to him.

Gave a mustache.

Mustache was still thinking about something, so he casually took the backpack over.

With a pop, the whole person was almost dragged to the ground by the backpack.

My mustache and even beard are so angry, what the hell are you trying to do to me? I'm afraid this backpack weighs sixty kilograms, so you just handed it over casually with one hand? Who has ever seen someone carrying sixty kilograms with one hand?

Passing things around casually, what do you mean?

At this time, Chief Zhang stood at the door and waved to Zhou Wen: "Come on up." Zhou Wen straightened his clothes, smiled apologetically at his mustache, and got on the train.

The mustache felt very depressed, and he was a bit doubtful whether he had come to that place today, and why everything was not going as he wished.

Zhou Wen walked into the carriage and saw a dignified middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the middle of the carriage. He had a familiar face and was wearing a woolen military uniform without a hat. Zhou Wen pretended to be timid and glanced at Chief Zhang, who nodded with a smile.

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Zhou Wen immediately stood at attention, saluted, and said loudly: "Report to the principal, Zhou Wen, captain of the transportation team of the Central Route Army's supplementary regiment, surrenders to you and reports."

Drink! This is new. You surrendered directly to the principal. You are the first in China. The principal and Chief Zhang were both amused by Zhou Wen's nondescript words.

The principal joked: "Oh, surrender, how do you surrender?"

Zhou Wen continued to stand at attention and reported: "Report to the principal, our regiment leader first sent our transportation team to lurk and surrender. They surrendered directly to the National Army on the battlefield. Then, I hope the principal will be merciful and count our entire regiment as surrender."

What? Hidden surrender? Look at the word used. How many people come over first? And then they all surrender? Is this everyone playing house together?

The principal couldn't bear it any longer. He was amused by Zhou Wen's serious way of talking to children. He looked up to the sky and burst into laughter. Chief Zhang also laughed, pointing at Zhou Wen and shaking his head while laughing.

The mustache outside the carriage was even more dizzy after hearing this. Why is it that everyone smiles when they see you, but I can't even cry when I see you?


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