Thin green smoke rose from the Browning pistol in Tang Dao's hand.
A flower of blood exploded from the back of the head of the Sichuan Army Commander who was still pleading.
The bullet with more than 400 joules of kinetic energy easily penetrated the hard skull, rolled inside the soft brain, turning the brain into a ball of paste, and then opened a palm-sized wound on the back of the head, and the deformed warhead disappeared.
From the perspective of the Sichuan soldiers, the blooming blood flower is as bright as the cockscomb flower in the fields of Sichuan Province.
The whole audience was stunned!
No one expected that the tall officer with a stern face would shoot like this.
Even if he becomes a deserter, he is still an infantry regiment commander! An officer second only to the division commander and brigade commander. To the soldiers, such a figure is a ceiling-level existence. They dare not even show their dignity when they see him.
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But it is such a person who, in front of this person, kills as many times as he wants, just like a little chicken.
As a 'little chicken', the colonel with a big face may have thought that he would be executed under the power of Tang Dao, but his death should have been unexpected when he came so suddenly.
Otherwise, why was his suddenly stagnant gaze full of confusion? Why did the war supervisor named Tang Dao dare to kill him in front of more than a thousand subordinates? Why didn't Tang Dao give face to the dignified general and deputy commander? Also, Tang Dao
Why is the name Dao so familiar? He must have heard it somewhere.
"Future Brigadier Liu, it's a pity that you can only stay in the position of regimental commander for the rest of your life." Tang Dao approached Liu Ruzhai, who was still standing still, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "
However, having a brigade commander like you will only bring shame to the Sichuan Army officers and soldiers, so I’d better ask you to die!"
"When did I become a brigade commander?" Liu Ruzhai's confused eyes gradually solidified and turned completely gloomy.
Still confused, he fell on his back and his heavy body hit the ground, splashing a cloud of dust. The blood hole as thick as a finger in the middle of his head was clearly visible, and the blood sprayed out for several meters from the back of his head.
The last trembling fell into silence in the cold wind, and he died!
Of course Liu Ruzhai, who was still extremely confused until his death, would not know that in the past time and space, although the 433 brigade was almost wiped out because he led his troops to escape, and the lieutenant general and division commander committed suicide in the battlefield, but because he had a good relative, he actually
Confusing truth and fabricating facts to say that he was credited with successfully evacuating from the Japanese encirclement and being promoted to the post of major general and brigade commander after the war, this is absolutely a shame for the Sichuan Army, which sent millions of strong men to fight against the Japanese and killed more than 600,000 people.
Now, Tang Dao has erased this shame in advance.
However, Tang Dao put himself in extreme danger.
If a Sichuan regiment was stimulated, let alone shoot at him, if only one tenth of them lost control, he, Xia Dayu, and Erya's two signal soldiers would be beaten into a hornet's nest, without any luck.
On the road, in the mountains and forests, in the vast space, there is no other sound except the rapid breathing of people.
Everyone watched as Tang Dao killed the man with a good background and military position with one shot, and then toppled him into the dust like trash.
The air seemed to be frozen.
Tang Dao, who was killing people like chickens, looked at the Sichuan army who was still in a daze, put the pistol back into the gun bag on his waist, rushed behind him and waved: "Erya, take out the letter of appointment for the theater headquarters and hand it to them after you finish reading it.
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"Zi appointed Tang Dao, the commander of the independent battalion of the 43rd Army under the 23rd Group Army, as the war supervisor of the Guangde Defense Area, and his independent battalion became the defense area supervisory team!" Facing the black muzzles of thousands of guns, Erya couldn't help but feel a little agitated in her calves.
Zhuanjin, if it weren't for the tall and straight figure of Tang Dao in front of him and his calm posture, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to read it completely.
He immediately killed the regiment leader and declared thousands of people as deserters. This huge psychological pressure, not to mention Erya, even veteran Li Jiujin, who was hiding behind the rock, had cold sweat streaming from his forehead.
"Don't move. Even if you fart, hold it back." Li Jijin ordered in a low growl.
Leng Feng on the other side issued the same order almost at the same time.
The veterans know very well that at this time, even the slightest sound may stimulate the deserters who are in a daze. Once the deserters' psychology collapses, it is even more dangerous than facing thousands of Japanese troops. What theater headquarters?
, no war supervisor is easy to use.
After reading it, Erya handed the letter of appointment to the Sichuan Army captain who was standing beside Tang Dao and holding a shell gun with an earthy face.
Taking it almost dully, the Sichuan Army captain glanced at the bright red seal of the 43rd Army Headquarters stamped on the letter of appointment, and knew in his heart that it was definitely not a forgery.
The Songhu Theater Command is still hundreds of miles away from here, so naturally the letter of appointment can only be issued by telegraph, and the one who can seal it can only be the highest command headquarters that this force can find.
The name of the 43rd Army broke into the army captain's field of vision, but it seemed to ignite a beam of light in his chaotic mind after being greatly frightened. He also remembered Tang Dao's name.
"Are you Tang Dao who was appointed as the commander of the Sixing Battalion after the Battle of Sihang Warehouse?" The captain looked at Tang Dao with horrified eyes and asked in a shocked voice.
"The Sixing Battalion has been placed directly under the 43rd Army Headquarters of the Sichuan Army after the Battle of Jiaxing, and was renamed the Independent Battalion! I am Tang Dao!" Tang Dao glanced at the captain and replied in a deep voice.
The name of a person is the shadow of a tree! Tang Dao's record of burying a group of Japanese troops in the steel ruins by blasting a group of remaining soldiers who had not evacuated the Sixings Warehouse is famous all over the world through Tantai Mingyue's battlefield reports.
From the perspective of civilians, most of them are heroic, glorious and military honors, but from the perspective of soldiers, beyond that, they are cruel enough.
If you are not ruthless, how can you use the lives of more than a hundred people as a bet to blow up the entire warehouse? It is a building weighing thousands of tons. Even if there is a tunnel, who can guarantee that the collapsed building will not block the tunnel entrance?
If it was really Tang Dao, it wouldn't be so unusual to kill his own regiment leader with one shot. He killed several of them with one rifle in front of thousands of Japanese soldiers. Their thousand-gauge native gun is nothing.
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"Hello, sir!" Thinking of Tang Dao's past heroic achievements, the Sichuan Army captain couldn't help but tremble. He instinctively handed the gun to his left hand and raised his right hand to salute Tang Dao.
"I'm sorry, Captain, I can't return the gift to you now!" Tang Dao looked at the Sichuan Army Captain and said seriously. "Because you are still deserters, even if the culprit has been punished on the spot."
Damn it, sir, you are really a lunatic. They have already taken the initiative to send you up the ladder. If you don’t come down, it’s okay. Why are you still on the ladder?
Leng Feng, who had always been bold and bold, also broke out in cold sweat.
"Go and ask someone you can speak to come out and talk to me!" Tang Dao waved his hand.
The army captain looked troubled, and no one in the Sichuan army, who was still pointing his gun at Tang Dao, took the initiative to come out.
Obviously, Liu Ruzhai, the "jewel", is already in front of him. What if the army colonel in front of him, who kills Japanese like he kills chickens, takes a shot without hesitation? No one wants to be the unjust murderer.
"Very good. Is this the courage of the heroic Sichuan army that once pledged to fight against Japan in the mountains of Sichuan Province?" Tang Dao sneered and strode forward.
The Sichuan soldiers holding guns panicked. The dozens of people standing at the front instinctively retreated, and the team suddenly fell into chaos.
Tang Dao jumped onto a big stone on the side of the road, and the metallic sound spread throughout the audience.
"I am Tang Dao, as it was written in the newspaper. I became a battalion commander by killing several Japanese soldiers in Sihang Warehouse. I was originally a Sichuan Army soldier, and I still am now. No matter if I am a soldier or a battalion commander, I am Tang Dao."
Sir, I am proud to be a Sichuan Army soldier.
Because, although our Sichuan Army is small in number and inferior in equipment, our Sichuan Army fought bloody battles for seven days and nights in Songhu Dachang Town, fought bloody battles for four days and nights in Songjiang, and continued to fight ten days and nights in Jiaxing, which has proved to the whole of China, what is Brother Pao?
Brother, never have diarrhea!
But today, I am disappointed! It turns out that the Sichuan troops who make me proud are not all like the brothers around me. They also have cowards who lose their positions on the battlefield and abandon their comrades!" Tang Dao suddenly pointed his hand in front of him.
Looking at the Sichuan soldiers in front of him, "Those cowards are you."
Faced with the accusation that Tang Dao was a coward, the Sichuan army was completely silent, and many people lowered their guns.
"If anyone is dissatisfied with the title of coward, you can tell me loudly that I am not a defense area war officer, but a Sichuan boy who grew up eating chili peppers like you!" Tang Dao looked at the Sichuan soldiers and took the initiative to pull it off.
Your own lapel badge.
"Sir Tang, we are not, we have fought with the Japanese before, but we can't beat them!" After a moment of silence, a good-looking second lieutenant of the Sichuan Army strode out of the queue and pointed behind him.
"Commander Tang, look, it's such a cold day, and we don't even have cotton-padded clothes. We're not afraid of the cold, but each of us fired fifteen rounds of bullets before the war, and what about the Japanese? There are planes in the sky and cannons on the ground.
How can we fight if there are tanks?"
"One of my brothers in the platoon stayed up all night following the commander's request and dug a trench more than one meter deep. However, the Japanese only used one shot. Only one shot was used. My brothers in the platoon were gone.
Half of them, several of them, don't even have their bodies intact." As he spoke, the second lieutenant shed tears.
Many Sichuan soldiers had tears in their eyes.
The second lieutenant's words hit their mark. Their infantry regiment had nearly 2,000 people, but now only 1,200 people were left. Of the 800 people who died in the battle, more than half of them died from the fierce Japanese artillery fire.
As for them, the whole brigade only has 8 mortars in total. If they didn't have some geographical advantages, I'm afraid they wouldn't be far away from being annihilated.
"What you said, I admit, there is a huge difference between our equipment and the Japanese army!" Tang Dao nodded. "But this is not the reason why you choose to be deserters."
"On the Songhu battlefield, 60,000 Guangxi wolf soldiers launched a counterattack against the Japanese army, led by two generals personally holding bayonets. The Japanese army not only had aircraft, artillery and tanks, but also naval guns with a caliber of more than 200 mm and poison gas bombs.
In just one day, the remains of our army were scattered all over the battlefield. As far as the eye could see, everything was blue. Their top commander, General Bai, burst into tears in the headquarters.
Tens of thousands of soldiers died in battle in one day. Do they have the right to retire? Of course they do, they have done their best. But they are still here.
In the Battle of Jinshan Guard, an infantry regiment of the Hunan Army suffered heavy losses in the anti-landing operation with only 800 troops left. Can they retreat? Of course, they have tried their best, but they chose to live and die with the little Jinshan City. The entire infantry regiment
, only one signal soldier was left to report to our Songjiang City, the rest were all killed in battle!
They can retreat, but why not?
Because they know that if we retreat to the southeast, we will reach Central China. If we retreat to Central China, we will reach South China. After South China, we will reach the sea. If we retreat further, where can we retreat to? Where can we Chinese retreat?
Is it going to be like the invasion of the Mongolian and Yuan armies hundreds of years ago, in which the central and Sichuan provinces were massacred, and in the south, hundreds of thousands of Confucian scholars threw themselves into the sea, and from then on we, the Han people, have been like pigs and dogs for nearly a hundred years?
The Gui Army understands such a simple truth, the Hunan Army understands it, and the whole country understands it, so am I the only one who doesn’t understand it, the Sichuan Army?"
Under Tang Dao's questioning, the scene became even more silent, with many soldiers' heads hanging down like the muzzles of their guns.
This chapter has been completed!