Zhou Wen was thinking in his heart that good men like this, after meeting him and crying happily this time, should not let them cry again in the future, but let the bandits who massacred their relatives and occupied their hometown cry.
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Yes, Zhou Wen had the idea of recruiting Lei Dahai, a group of volunteer warriors, as his subordinates.
It is not because of their strong military qualities and tactical abilities, nor because of their rich combat experience against Japan.
It was their character and unyielding spirit, and their feat of still holding on to the weapons in their hands and fighting bravely against the Japs despite suffering so much hardship and injustice, that made Zhou Wen want to help them.
Help them learn the strongest skills and kill more Japanese.
Help them avenge their relatives and comrades-in-arms.
Help them no longer feel aggrieved and indignant in the future, but walk towards the anti-Japanese battlefield again with honor and confidence, heads held high, and welcome victory again and again.
While sighing with emotion, Lei Dahai and Xiao Qi gradually stopped crying. At this time, after venting their anger, the two men felt a little embarrassed and were reluctant to stand up.
Of course Zhou Wen would not lose face for them at this time. He suddenly said to Xu Dacheng: "Xiong, hurry up and clean the battlefield. There must be a lot of food and medicine on the little devil. There are also several injured among these big brothers."
Hearing what Zhou Wen said, before Xu Dacheng could move, Lei Dahai suddenly jumped up, rubbed his red and swollen eyes and said, "Let's go, the superiors don't need to worry about this kind of thing."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Qi stood up and ran away to call someone with a red face.
The two old men cried loudly in front of the two young men, so naturally they felt a little embarrassed.
At this time, the members of the Volunteer Army had already arrived at the place where the previous team members were waiting for orders. The distance was not far. They ran towards the battlefield at Xiao Qi's greeting, and five wounded were carried to Zhou Wen and the others.
Queen Qiu, at least you can get some shelter from the wind here.
The men carrying the wounded looked at Zhou Wen and the others with grateful and flattering smiles, which made Zhou Wen feel sad.
You don't have to please us so much. You should hold your head high in front of all the people in the country.
Zhou Wen watched Lei Dahai running toward the battlefield with about thirty people, and couldn't help shouting: "Brother Lei, be careful of the Japs' wounded soldiers..." But as soon as he said the words, he felt that he had overstepped his bounds.
How could a hero of the Volunteer Army who has been fighting against the Little Japanese for more than two years not know about the Little Japanese's urine?
On the land of China today, in terms of combat effectiveness and weapons and equipment, these anti-Japanese volunteers may not be ranked high, but in terms of experience in dealing with the little devils, they are second. No one in the world dares to
Even Zhou Wen cannot be called number one.
Sure enough, Zhou Wen saw Lei Dahai and the others immediately dispersed after they ran over. Those with bayonets had already inserted them into their rifles, while those without bayonets picked up the kid's rifle after confirming it was safe, and then looked like
It was like passing through a sieve, passing through the corpses of those little devils layer by layer.
No matter he is dead or alive, and no matter whether his body is hard or soft, he will stab him with one bayonet, then draw his sword and move on to the next one. This is a lot of skill.
Zhou Wen and Xu Dacheng were relieved after seeing this. These big brothers did a very good job, and they were no better than the brothers in the mercenary group.
This is when Zhou Wencai and Xu Dacheng went to check on the conditions of several wounded people, and found that two seriously injured people were almost dying.
It has been almost two hours since the injury in the early morning. In addition, there was no time to bandage at that time, and there was no medicine. They were carried along the bumpy road for such a long distance. Both of them were shot in the chest.
The breath of the wounded was extremely weak. The reason why they could hold on until now was because they had to hold on for a while to meet this hero who had killed hundreds of little Japs.
They were speechless now, but Zhou Wen and Xu Dacheng carefully applied medicine and bandaged them, knowing that their efforts were in vain.
The two wounded men just watched quietly, with complex expressions of gratitude, admiration, and relief in their eyes, and then slowly closed their eyes.
Zhou Wen and Xu Dacheng stood up and took off their helmets to salute the two sacrificed volunteers.
Until now, they don't know their names, but that doesn't stop them from respecting and mourning them.
In the future, there will be more unknown heroes like them who will die in obscurity on this vast land of Northeast China. It may be a bullet or a cannonball, but they still have no hesitation.
"They left very peacefully. Before they died, they were able to see these little devils being killed and the heroes in their hearts. They can rest in peace in heaven."
A wounded man who was shot in the leg said with tears.
"What are their names?"
"Cheng Erhu, Zhang Daguang."
"Okay, when we go back, we will engrave their names on our Anti-Japanese Martyrs Monument in Lishi, so that future generations will remember them. They are the real heroes."
Having said this, he turned to the other wounded and said: "The names of the fallen comrades you remember, as well as the names of the fallen martyrs you have heard and seen, every one of them, must be engraved on the monument.
Let future generations remember their names and what they have done for this country and nation."
Then, he sighed again and said to Xu Dacheng: "They should not be forgotten, and no one should know their names."
Several wounded soldiers were touched by what they heard, and one of them choked with sobs and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you, sir."
At this moment, the sound of an argument suddenly came from the distance. Although it was far away, Zhou Wen heard it clearly.
"How hungry are you guys? What if you just eat a few biscuits and rice balls?"
"No, these little devils were all beaten to death by their superiors. According to the rules of our volunteer army, whoever is beaten to death counts as his. If you want to eat, you must ask the superior first. Don't forget who saved us.
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"We didn't take anything else, so it's not out of order to eat some kid's food. I believe that the commander-in-chief won't argue with us."
"Brother Chengzhu, I respect you as the veteran of the team. Usually you just take more and eat more, but I turn a blind eye. But not this time, this is the savior's thing, we are
I’m here to help clean up the battlefield, not to pick up some bargains.”
Zhou Wen stood up and took a look, but he saw a yellow-faced man arguing with Lei Dahai, and several team members next to him were stuffing things into their mouths. It looked like they were really hungry.
