The news that Tang Tuanzuo was disbanding the 'Special Training Camp' had already reached the ears of several officers of the 4th Battalion.
Several company commanders were immediately anxious. That was the most important soldier supply in their plans. They knew the gap between recruits and veterans very well. If all the veterans who had been on the battlefield were gone, then they would have to
Going to the battlefield with a bunch of new recruits?
If that's the case, I'm afraid they won't be able to get their turn if they don't get enough work.
No matter how capable the 270 are, they are just a reinforced company. On a battlefield where tens of thousands of people participate in the battle, being a reserve team is probably a consolation prize!
In addition to Shangguan Yun, who has been promoted to battalion commander, the other three major-level company commanders were colleagues of the same level as Tang Dao during the Battle of Four Elements. Their friendship was not enough to make Tang Dao change his mind, but they were newly promoted to fire support
Qin Ruoyu, the company commander, was Tang Dao's direct subordinate when he was the company commander, and Tang Dao and Lei Xiong didn't hide it from him when they discussed the big plan, so they definitely had a good relationship.
Just like that, Qin Ruoyu called Li Jijin, with whom he had the best relationship, and rushed here. He happened to meet Tang Tuanzuo who had left the special training camp and was standing on the top of the mountain five or six hundred meters away to observe.
Of course Tang Dao knew that his subordinates were heartbroken. When he saw these two coming, he didn't say anything. He just silently picked up his binoculars and watched the officers and soldiers from the special training camp leaving in groups.
Of course, Tang Dao is not playing tricks. If they have suffered severe psychological trauma in the prisoner of war camp and have developed a strong fear of war, then letting them go to the battlefield may cause some trouble. It is better to really let them go.
leave.
The little butterfly who traveled from the future knows all too well the importance of mental illness. It is a disease more terrifying than physical disability. This is one of the main reasons why people gathered in this special training camp to oppose a large number of ideological and political studies.
The more you fear something, the more you resist it!
Of course, compared to this kind of psychological trauma, Tang Dao also had another reason for letting these prisoners of war leave.
They have already "died" once for this country. From a human perspective, why can't they be given another chance to choose their own life?
Who is born to be a hero?
However, Qin Ruoyu couldn't stand it anymore when he saw that his soldiers were almost gone, so he could only take the opportunity to smoke Tang Dao to speak.
"Old company commander, it's ok, I think it's really ok. If you keep doing this, all those guys will really be gone." Qin Ruoyu lit the cigarette in Tang Dao's mouth, who had been looking blankly ahead, on fire, almost
He said in a pleading manner:
"I beg you, these soldiers are all good soldiers! Many people in the 39th Independent Brigade fought against the Japanese in the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War. Moreover, just because they have not surrendered to the Japanese very much this year, that is
Chinese people with a bit of backbone. When they get to our fourth battalion, we will train them well and they will definitely become heroes! I guarantee that things like today will never happen again."
"Yes! Sir, you see, our 7th company has not yet fully replenished its personnel. Those new recruits were scared to death when they heard the sound of grenades exploding. They are about to fight the Japanese again. How can I, a vanguard company commander,
I don’t want to wash their diapers.” Li Jijin also joined in the conversation.
"Fart, didn't that one come from the recruit period? Why, you Li Jiujin dared to charge with machine gun bullets as soon as you entered the army? Then I think you won't survive more than three days." Tang Dao tilted to Qin Ruoyu's aid.
The veteran oily man glanced at him and showed his dignity without getting angry.
"Hey! We're going to have a big war! Aren't Lao Qin and I afraid of embarrassing you, the old company commander?" Li Jijin replied with a dry smile.
Among the senior officers in the Four Lines Regiment, the two of them plus Leng Feng are the three platoon commanders under Tang Dao who was promoted to company commander in the Four Lines Warehouse. They are the most qualified to be called Senior Company Commander Tang Dao!
Without this kind of relationship of carrying a gun and fighting for our lives together, we really might not have the courage to persuade Tang Dao.
Who doesn't know that Tang Tuanzuo is the most courageous. As long as he decides, he must act according to his will. This is also the decisiveness that a leader should have.
Tang Dao's eyes turned around and looked a little desolate in the distance!
"You don't need to call me the old company commander. Everyone knows that you two are my Tang Dao's old brothers, brothers who fought together in Sihang Warehouse." Tang Dao suddenly said.
"But do you know that what I did today was actually a kind of indulgence?"
Qin Ruoyu and Li Jijin looked at each other in astonishment. No matter how much they thought they knew Tang Dao, Tang Dao's remarks were beyond their imagination.
Because they didn't know that the commander and comrade in front of them actually came from the future. He didn't know the fate of everyone here, but he knew the fate of certain groups.
Just like the 542nd Regiment, without his presence, that group of brave soldiers who defended the honor of the entire Chinese army would eventually be squeezed out of their last bit of strength and die miserably in the potholes on the Pacific islands.
Another example is the 39th Independent Brigade. In the past, most of them were transported to the mines in the three eastern provinces. After the war was won, there were only less than a thousand people left.
As for these Chinese soldiers, all of them bid farewell to their families and joined the army with enthusiasm, but in the end they met with such a tragic ending. If it is embarrassing to say that they did not even die in battle, then it would be better to say that their deaths were even
It is not included in the casualties of the entire Patriotic War, which is extremely sad!
The dead are dead, but what about the living?
Not to mention the government in front of us, let alone the sacrifice allowance, we don’t even know when the death notice will be delivered. Even many families are still struggling to find where their children are, whether they are alive or dead, decades later.
I don’t know, I don’t know how many parents still miss this regret when they are dying.
For example, in the future war between China and the jungle monkeys, the allowance paid to the families of the martyrs was only 500 yuan. Although it seemed not too small in any era, many mothers went to the border to take a look at their sons' tombstones.
arrive.
Because the cost on the road is too high.
Tang Dao clearly remembered that when the captain, who was already a senior colonel, talked about the heroism of his eighteen-year-old comrade who died in the jungle, he did not cry. However, when talking about the mother of the young comrade, he could only tell her about it twenty years later.
The moment I had the chance to touch his tombstone, I burst into tears.
In Tang Dao's eyes, a middle-aged tough guy who had always been as hard as iron and had four gold stars on his shoulders commanded the most elite army in the border military region. When he talked about the moment when he looked at the gray hair on the head of the mother of his fallen comrade, he felt that
In front of the soldiers, he gave up all his strength and burst into tears.
He said that from the moment he and his comrades stepped onto the battlefield, or to be more precise, from the moment they picked up their guns and started charging under military orders, most of them had no regard for death.
How much fear.
Because what goes deep into their bones is the military rule that has been repeated in the army for decades: Soldiers have a bounden duty to obey orders. When given a military order, even if they die, they must fall facing the enemy's position.
However, they are still concerned, fearing that their mother will be sad. They are so afraid of their mother that they can't even take a look at their son's tombstone.
The white-haired mother touched her son's cold tombstone only after twenty long years. The white hair and the tombstone touched gently, just like the scene when the son nestled in his mother's arms as a child. It was almost the whole scene.
The pain and sorrow of all Chinese soldiers in this era.
And all this is because of poverty.
War is the most terrifying money-burning machine.
Supporting a war has almost burned away a nation's wealth. What ability does a country that is not wealthy enough have to appease those families who have sacrificed their lives for the motherland and the nation? This is a dilemma in itself.
Therefore, since Tang Dao came to this era, what Tang Dao has done most after fighting is to make money desperately.
The money is just for him to tell the brothers who are working hard for him, I ask you to join me and die for this nation, but please rest assured that your family will be able to have enough to eat.
Because in Tang Dao's heart, from the beginning of the magnificent Patriotic War to the future of China, the basis for determining the victory of all wars is not the famous generals who stand at the pinnacle of glory, but those ordinary people who can no longer be ordinary.
Yes, those are the numbers that only deserve to be written into history books.
They are not smart, and few smart people are willing to sacrifice their lives easily; they are not rich, and few rich people enter the military camp for military pay. Those people have many ways to stay away from war; they don't even have lofty ideals, and they can't even write their own names.
But it is these most ordinary people who have become the backbone of this country and nation with their lives and strength.
They fought for extremely meager military pay and for their parents, wives and children not to be bullied, so they stood with their thin chests in front of the vicious enemy and raised their steel guns.
Is this a hero? They may not know that clearly, but they still do it.
Chinese soldiers have always been the best soldiers on the planet. They don't need much, but they are willing to die for it!
"Just like I asked you before, do you want to choose to follow me, because I am also a person who died once and made a second choice in life.
You are all very good, so we have the opportunity to stand here side by side again." Tang Dao took a puff of cigarette in silence, blowing out a burst of thick smoke.
"So, taking this opportunity, I also hope to give them the right to make a new choice, as a reward for not surrendering to the Japanese in the prison camp."
Qin Ruoyu and Li Jijin were both stunned. They may not have expected that the commander in front of them, who was always known for his toughness on the battlefield, would actually have such softness hidden in his heart.
But such softness made them instinctively feel that the choice they made was not wrong.
War is cruel, but sir, there must be warmth!
Yes, when the big northern man cried and said that he was not convinced and that he had been whipped nearly a hundred times in the Japanese prisoner-of-war camp, Tang Dao finally relented.
They, ordinary people, have actually become better than themselves. Tang Dao, who once sternly scolded them for being rubbish, is willing to give them another chance to choose their future and give their families a chance.
Letting them choose their own future is both a test and a release.
Perhaps, they will still live in misery, in this country's most critical moment, but no matter what, their chances of survival are far greater than making the choice to go to the battlefield again.
Because Tang Dao knew very well that the war had just begun and the battlefield in the future would be even more cruel.
Of all the people here, including him and several comrades around him, not even one out of ten could survive until the end of the war.
Then, Tang Dao and several officers watched silently from the top of the high mountain, watching as the officers and soldiers from the special training camp kept leaving.
Half an hour!
One hour!
.....
Over 400 people left!
Qin Ruoyu had already emptied his own cigarette, and at the same time, he emptied the old soldier Youzi's who looked even more bitter.
The number of people who left gradually became fewer and fewer, and eventually, there were no more.
Looking at them from a distance, Tang Dao couldn't help but feel a little sore in his nose.
Although nearly a fifth of them were gone, it was really beyond his expectation to be able to leave so much behind.
For human nature, only after experiencing life and death can we understand the preciousness of life.
Choosing to leave is the most correct choice for ordinary people.
But the officers and soldiers of these special training camps, who should be composed of the most ordinary Chinese people, chose a choice that ordinary people should not make.
Even if they stay, it's because most of their homes are in the north, which is enemy-occupied territory, and they have nowhere to go.
Then they are also brave, because as long as they choose to kneel down, the Japanese still need labor to create wealth for them.
After stubbing out the cigarette, Tang Dao strode down the top of the mountain.
Since they chose to stay, it was his turn to surprise them and let them know that they would not regret making such a choice.
"Captain, these people who are left behind say they don't want to leave! They want to return to the front line." Ye Chenghuan reported to Tang Dao with a bit of excitement on his face.
As the supreme commander of the special training camp, the officers and soldiers of the special training camp have been training under his guidance for recent months. They can be considered his subordinates. If they were all dismissed voluntarily, Ye Chenghuan's training plan could be said to be a complete failure.
Now, there are still nearly 1,700 people who have not left, which at least shows that the ideological education he advocated is not completely ineffective.
Of course, the most important thing is that the Four Lines Regiment can replenish these 1,700 people into various ministries, and his troublesome problem of replenishing soldiers can be solved almost instantly.
The artillery battalion, cavalry battalion, engineering company, sanitation company, and communications company commanders no longer have to come to him, the director of the political office, to ask for people every day.
Originally, these were matters of the General Staff Department.
But since Gong Shaoxun went to take charge of the secret military factory and Tang Dao was away, Deputy Commander Lei was only responsible for the military and station security. As the third-in-command, he was equivalent to wearing two jobs. He could only sleep for five hours at most every day, and he almost didn't sleep.
Tired and tired.
He even suspected that Tang Dao had a grudge against him, as none of the donkeys in the production team used it like this.
But thinking about the expectations of the division and brigade leaders for him, and thinking about how exciting it would be for the Fourth Army to fall into the arms of the 80th Army, Director Ye actually gritted his molars and persisted.
Tang Dao nodded solemnly.
The officers and soldiers of the special training camp who were still standing watched Tang Dao turn back again. They all puffed up their chests and lifted their legs, which were so sore that they could no longer function. They tried to stand up straight and looked back at the colonel who stood in front of them and looked at them.
But this time, there was no previous hatred in his eyes, but more shame and gratitude.
Shameful because their former colleagues left like cowards. Tang Dao was absolutely right when he said they were scum.
But I am grateful that the seemingly ruthless but very humane colonel in front of me not only respected their cowardly choice, but even fulfilled his promise and gave everyone travel expenses and food, enough to support their return home.
That is, the colonel commander who saw such a scene should call them rubbish again!
When he sensed Tang Dao's gaze sweeping over him, the northern man who had already stood in the front row of the queue lowered his head in humiliation. He was ready to receive the officer's ridicule.
His 3rd Guard Company had at least one infantry squad, which was much more than he thought.
Even in the end, he gradually understood, but it was still painful. He must avenge the brothers who were killed by the Japanese, even if it cost him his own life.
He was determined to join the Four Lines Regiment, even if he started as a small soldier.
But, it might not be what he expected.
The colonel who scolded people mercilessly actually laughed.
Standing in front of these officers and soldiers who had been spurned by him, he smiled!
Smiled hard!
Yes, Tang Dao's smile was not bright, but very forceful.
Tang Dao's eyes were so bright that the prisoners of war had the illusion that the flashing light in the eyes of the man who had scolded them before was tears.
How is that possible?
"Are you all waiting for me to laugh at you again and call you trash?" Tang Dao's metallic voice penetrated the entire audience.
"Then, you were forced to bear it with your heads down, because many of your companions left cowardly. They were afraid of the battlefield, afraid of death, and afraid of the experience of being captured. Therefore, they chose to leave, preferring to live humblely from now on."
"Yes, you are right, you are indeed rubbish. The 29th Army, a total of 100,000 troops, has lost all of North China in less than a month of resistance, even if the opponent is nearly 200,000 Japanese pirates armed to the teeth.
But because of your retreat, all the fellow villagers in North China have been under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders. What do you think your North China army is if it's not trash?" Tang Dao's ruthless ridicule and blows made all the prisoners of war feel humiliated.
Lowered his head.
Many people had tears in their eyes, or even burst into tears.
What Tang Dao said is absolutely correct. From this perspective, they are indeed rubbish. An army of 100,000 people only resisted for less than a month before losing their hometown.
Even if several generals sacrificed their lives for the country in that battle, even if more than ten thousand soldiers died on the battlefield, it was still a complete defeat, a huge defeat!
It was them who lost most of North China! They lost the hometown of most of the people standing here!
Home is the softest corner in everyone's heart. Even if he is a tough guy who is subjected to the iron whip of the Japanese invaders, he has never shed a tear.
The big man in the north was already in tears.
His hometown was lost a few years ago!
"But you are just a bunch of rubbish. Although I really don't want to admit it, but..." Tang Dao looked around the audience, looking at the prisoners of war with drooped heads, and a "ferocious" smile appeared on his face again, "
But I still have to say that I am proud of you."
The prisoners of war suddenly raised their heads and looked at Tang Dao with pride on his face in disbelief.
What did he say? Was he proud of us?
"Yes, that's right, I'm proud of you bastards." The sound of Tang's sword was like a bell, deafening.
"The most difficult thing for people is not failure, but how to face failure. You have failed before. Many people choose to be weak and accept failure. That is the most normal choice, because we are all ordinary people, and no one is.
All are born heroes.
But you, standing in front of me, have made me proud of you since the moment you chose to stand here.
No matter what your reasons are, if you did not leave, you are not just an ordinary Chinese, but a real Chinese soldier. You are qualified to be my brothers, my comrades, and me and
My brothers fight together.
All of you have passed the final assessment of the special training camp. From today on, you will be a member of my four-line team. It won’t be long before you have the opportunity to use the guns in your hands to wash away the things you have encountered.
shame."
He said he was proud of us, and called us soldiers and comrades-in-arms. We became members of the Four Lines Group.
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The prisoners burst into tears of surprise and stood up straighter involuntarily. Even their extremely tired legs seemed to be less sore.
At this moment, they just wanted to follow the figure who was proud of them and called them comrades and brothers, even if he just stood as straight as him.
"Salute to our comrades!"
Following Ye Chenghuan's order, all the soldiers of the Fourth Army present raised their hands in a military salute!
"Salute to the commander and comrades!" the northern man roared.
The officers and soldiers of the special training camp all raised their right hands fiercely to their eyebrows!
The blood of soldiers is re-infused into the hearts and even the whole body of these northern troops!
Perhaps, this is the last ideological education training course for the officers and soldiers of the special training camp hosted by Tang Dao!
Those who left, passed!
Stay, full marks!
This chapter has been completed!