But, just persisting for a week is useless!
This arduous march lasted nearly 40 days.
By the second week, some people finally began to be unable to carry it, some fell ill and fell, and some fell into deep ditches due to exhaustion and suffered various injuries.
Fortunately, after nearly two weeks of heavy consumption, the Military Supplies Department of the Fourth Army Regiment consumed a total of more than 30,000 kilograms of rice and flour, and more than 10,000 kilograms of fresh meat, bacon and other supplies, which freed up the transportation capacity of nearly 20 large trucks.
Zhuang Shisan, who became more and more proficient in logistics work, showed his amazing talent in logistics management. From the first week, he gathered the vacated carts and was carried on the shoulders of the soldiers without pulling them.
Instead of providing various equipment and ammunition, a casualty rescue team was set up, led by several officers from the Military Justice Department and the Munitions Department under the Regiment Staff Department, and several nurses from the medical team, and even the mother and son of the Yue family and the Shitou brothers and sisters entered
Which helps.
Once an injury occurs in each company or unit, those who can walk will be dealt with by themselves, while those who cannot walk will all be concentrated on the casualty rescue team for treatment and transportation.
Of course, accepting the Yue family mother and son and the Shitou brothers and sisters into the medical and patient rescue team is actually Zhuang Shisan's disguised care for them.
Tang Dao's military orders were very strict, and no one could receive special care. Although Mrs. Yue and Sanxiao did not have to carry heavy objects, they did not have carriages to ride on, so they had to march on foot.
Ximei is only three years old, how can those two short legs walk 60 miles a day? Leng Feng and a group of strong soldiers from the third battalion took turns carrying Ximei forward. Although Shitou and Yue Yiman were not big, they
These two little brothers showed a tenacity that did not match their age.
They didn't ask anyone to help them. They were too tired, so they dragged the horse assigned to Leng Feng by the tail, which was also carrying a mount full of supplies.
After all, they are still young, and sometimes they fall asleep while walking, and their noses bleed after a fall. The two little guys who have seen the war with their own eyes cry, get up and continue walking forward. They are so sensible that it makes people feel heartbroken.
However, because Mrs. Yue's feet were bound, even though she was an adult, she could not walk as well as two children. Tantai Mingyue found a reason to lend Mrs. Yue to the medical team. She usually helped change dressings for the wounded, and she could also do so during the march.
Sitting on the carriage.
As for Hammer, I don't know if it's because he fell in love with playing with San Xiao because of the last time he hunted rabbits. He often sneaks from the regiment headquarters to look for Ximei. He can carry a weight of thirty kilograms and has to carry Ximei on his back. No matter how strong Leng Feng is, there are still
When I couldn't stop eating, I saw the hammer getting stronger and stronger under the nourishment of the broth and rice, and I couldn't help but think of a plan.
He put Ximei on the back of 'Hammer'. Hammer liked Ximei very much and had no objection. He just carried Ximei, who weighed 30 kilograms, and marched for a week.
The young Ximei knew what hard marching meant. Carrying the hammer on its broad and strong back was like riding a horse. Her laughter like silver bells rang through the road. When she was tired, she would hold on to the soft and thick neck of the hammer.
Hair, lie down on the back of the hammer and take a nap.
One person and one dog, it is definitely the most beautiful scenery during the march of the Four Corps!
"Look at their hammers. The little people on their backs are no lighter than the equipment on your backs. They all stood up for me, opened their legs, and strode forward!" I don't know how many old squad leaders have said this slogan, and it is used.
Inspire the soldiers under his command who have their heads hanging down due to fatigue.
None of the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Army Regiment who were familiar with Hammer thought of it as a dog, not only because the military rank badge pinned on the military uniform vest that Hammer wore was corporal, but also because Hammer had been on the battlefield with them and did not have the appearance of a dog.
With ears like clairvoyant ears, there are countless people here who don’t even have the opportunity to participate in this arduous march.
‘No matter who we are in the Four Lines Regiment, as long as they go to the battlefield and kill the enemy, they will become comrades in arms!’ This is the concept taught to the new recruits by the veterans of the Four Lines Regiment.
What may have made the 500 recruits a little embarrassed was that when the entire army was resting, the Hammer carrying Ximei happened to pass by their queue, and they had to salute the Hammer who was wearing the corporal collar badge.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. The rank of corporal of Hammer was earned by himself. The little devil's wolf and green dog is as tall as a man when he stands up, and his bloody mouth can bite off an arm of you new recruits with one bite.
Hammer killed it." A veteran squad leader lazily introduced Hammer's military exploits. "If you can do it, you can also become a corporal! The recruits in the future can also salute you!"
Perhaps no one expected that Corporal Hammer would become the future goal of many recruits. What an ordinary guard dog could do, why couldn't they?
Getting Mrs. Yue and Sanxiao to join the medical and patient rescue team will require some work, but at least the four of them can squeeze into the carriage and don't have to march so hard.
Of course, Tang Dao also took the attitude of pretending not to have seen the regiment chief of staff's blatant "back door".
The handsome middle-aged man has been having a hard time these past two weeks. His neatly combed hair is now a mess and he doesn't bother to straighten it. He hasn't shaved his beard. His blue cotton robe is full of dust, but he is in much better spirits.
, very vividly demonstrated what "life lies in movement".
The first week, Tang Dao was seen punching Tang Dao once, causing Tang Dao to walk around when he saw him, but the next week, Tang Dao couldn't see him anymore, which was quite strange.
Dao felt that he was also cheap, so he even took the initiative to visit him one night, and the result was obvious.
He was driven away by the handsome middle-aged man who said: "Get out of here and don't bother me!"
However, this time Tantai Yunshu was not too lazy to talk to his future son-in-law because of the blisters on his feet, but because this man started to get busy.
He is painting!
During the long march, the scene of the soldiers sweating and panting, but still moving forward stubbornly suddenly gave me inspiration.
This great Jiangnan painter named his painting "Qianli" and used his brush to show the arduous march of an army from south to north!
The inspired middle-aged handsome man spent six nights and finally completed what he considered to be the most proud painting of his life.
Because even he himself is the character in the painting!
Although Lei Xiong and other officers are all old haters, poetry, lyrics, songs, rhymes, and paintings are not in their world, but this does not hinder their aesthetic appreciation, especially when they see themselves in the paintings.
Tantai Yunshu is indeed a great painter who is famous all over the Yangtze River. He did not let anyone pose as a model. He could present what he saw in his paintings based on what he saw during the day.
The beads of sweat rolling down the dark face and the soles of the feet where the blisters were torn open and leaving a pool of flesh and blood. He fell into a deep sleep before even having time to eat two steamed buns. The hardships of the soldiers were vividly described by this great painter.
Among them was Lei Xiong, an officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel on his collar. He had a ring of grenades stuck in his waist, two ammunition belts full of yellow and orange bullets hung crosswise on his chest, and he carried two rifles on his back.
He carried two barge guns and carried a box of bullets on his shoulders. It was simply a mobile arsenal.
"Mr. Tantai, sell this painting to me! I'll leave it to my boy so that he can see how he beat the little Japs." Lei Xiong grinned happily.
"Get lost!" Tantai Yunshu squinted his eyes and buried the shameless words of a 'pauper' who would not be able to receive military pay for seven months.
Are you here to be funny? I had calluses on the soles of my feet to hold back such a masterpiece. It will go into a national museum in the future and let your stupid son hang it on the wall as a memorial to his father.'
Portrait'?
This is why Tantai Yunshu has traditional taboos, otherwise these subtexts would make Lei Xiong go berserk on the spot.
Thousands of miles? Perhaps only Tang Dao sighed silently.
This two-thousand-mile long march from south to north may be very difficult, but compared to the previous ten-thousand-mile migration, it is really nothing!
Tang Dao, who comes from the future, like many people in the future, knows that the great transfer, which lasted more than a year and covered thousands of miles, was extremely difficult.
But exactly how difficult and difficult it is is not so clear.
Because the times are different, the landforms are different, and even the people are different, so it cannot be reproduced!
But now, Tang Dao has had a similar experience.
Without mentioning anything else, let’s talk about the doctor-patient rescue team established by Zhuang Shisan’s foresight.
By the second week, 20 large trucks had transported nearly 150 injured patients of various kinds, and the injury rate of the entire Fourth Army Group reached an astonishing 5%.
But this was only the second week. The entire regiment had only traveled 900 miles, and it was still in the plains. Tang Dao, who had personally experienced this round of arduous long-distance marching, had a clearer understanding of what the original troop was.
How tenacious.
In more than a year, they traveled more than 10,000 miles. They were short of supplies and kept fighting. Although only one out of ten could reach their destination in the end, and the battle damage rate reached more than 90%, but that
It is still a miracle in human history.
Even for an elite unit like the Four Lines Regiment, if it were to be re-enacted exactly as it was, Tang Dao estimated that based on the current injury status, the chance of the entire army being annihilated would be greater than 50%.
From a certain point of view, in addition to being better than the previous army in terms of equipment and individual soldier quality, the current Si Xing Regiment is more than a little bit weaker in terms of spiritual will.
The reason is very simple. That army had the dream of feeding the poor in the world. However, although the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Regiment now have the concept of protecting their families and the country, they are more focused on their own small families and lack ideals.
But we can't blame them. In today's era when the literacy rate is less than 10%, most of the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Regiment who come from peasant families cannot even write their own names. Who will tell them what is ideal?
In other words, keeping the whole family fed and clothed is the ideal of officers and soldiers.
This ideal seems very practical, but it is extremely far away!
Because your hometown has been invaded, your livelihood is in the hands of foreigners, and your hard work for a year will be taken away by the invaders. Even your life safety cannot be guaranteed, let alone your dignity.
If you want to realize that humble dream, you must first win the war. That is the foundation.
And dreams are destined to be the other side that humans pursue throughout their lives but are hard to reach.
Even if the invaders are defeated, there will still be a more terrifying mountain pressing on the people. That is the gentry class that has existed in China for thousands of years, and the new bourgeois comprador class that has formed in recent decades. These classes are like blood-sucking insects.
Lying on the bodies of the workers and peasants, the largest base, sucking blood for a living.
No matter how hard you work, you are destined to become nourishment for those blood-sucking insects, using the hard work of most people to feed that small group of people.
This is the current situation in China! The people are suffering and suffering, but they are numb and unaware. No one tells them how to save the future of themselves and their children and grandchildren.
Everyone comes into this world simply to live.
"Our four-line regiment lacks a good political commissar!" Tang Dao sighed softly under the oil lamp, looking at the increasing list of injured!
Tantai Mingyue, who was sitting opposite Tang Dao and was writing notes under the oil lamp, raised her head, smiled softly, stood up and filled Tang Dao's tea cup with water: "You are still dissatisfied with the current spiritual will of the Four Elements Group.
I'm so satisfied! If my guess is correct, you are more inclined to that army's way of running the army!"
"Yes, the examples in the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Jinling have shown that it is wrong to put a suitcase full of cash in front of the soldiers before the war to encourage their determination to fight. People will die.
The ocean that you put in your pocket is just a trophy for the enemy!" Tang Dao nodded. "As soldiers of our country, establishing the idea of why we fight and who we fight for is the first priority."
"Just like my Fourth Army Regiment, there are a lot of material rewards. It can stimulate the determination of the officers and soldiers to kill the enemy in a short period of time, but it is not enough for a long time. Just look at this long-distance march. The casualty rate is as high as 100%.
Five, if we walk another 500 miles and the casualty rate increases by another 5 percentage points, then I think there is no need to go any further." Tang Dao frowned. "During a long-distance march, the huge physical exertion will lead to non-combat attrition. This is normal.
However, such a high non-combat attrition rate has exposed one of the biggest shortcomings of our four-line regiment: the will to fight is still too weak.
"In the past, on the battlefield, if you didn't persist, you would die. These guys can still hold on, but now at least they don't have to die. Once the will becomes weak, colds and falls will appear one after another. Even if the illness and injury are real, then
It is also a chain reaction formed when the will becomes weak!
In my opinion, it is urgent to provide ideological education to all officers and soldiers in the regiment, otherwise, even if they arrive at their destination, many of them will be too disorganized to fight!"
"You are a little too impatient!" Tantai Mingyue looked at Tang Dao, who was rarely anxious, and sighed slightly. "Although I am not a soldier, I have seen many troops, and these veterans of the Four Lines Regiment are actually
They performed very well. Compared with the elite troops I have seen, their performance is at least in the top three."
"That's right! I was a little too anxious." Tang Dao silently lit up a cigarette. "But I'm not in a hurry, so what can I do? The Japanese won't give us more time. The Battle of Xuzhou has now begun, with a pincer attack from the north and the south.
The number of Japanese troops arriving was as high as 240,000, one division more than previously expected. If the Xuzhou area was lost, it would mean that the railway transportation to Zhengzhou and Jiangxia would also fall into the hands of the enemy. At that time, the Japanese army would use this
Railway lines to transport armies to central China.
If Central China is lost, South China will be hard to protect. At that time, China will only have the remote areas of southwest China in its own hands. A large area of fertile land will be lost to the enemy, and our army can only be trapped in the southwest. How can we still survive under the situation of one thing and another?
Chance to win?"
This is also the first time that Tang Dao has told anyone about his anxiety since he came to this world.
Although Tang Dao already knew the direction of history, Tang Dao was still unwilling to accept it. What's more, he knew that the turning point in the Sino-Japanese war would be the outbreak of the Pacific War three years later. The beautiful country was raped by the brain-dead Japanese.
After being stabbed hard, I could no longer sit back and enjoy the huge profits from selling arms, minerals, steel, etc. brought about by the global war on Diaoyutai, so I chose to join the war!
But what if in this time and space, the Japanese, who have always had a strange brain circuit, suddenly become normal! What if they choose not to be stupid or become stupid two years later? What if they concentrate the efforts of the whole country to deal with China, a serious problem?
Tang Dao did not dare and could not pin the fate of his country and nation on the stupidity or lack of stupidity of another nation.
Just as Tang Dao said, he had no choice but to be impatient!
"Nothing is too much and too little is too much!" Tantai Mingyue looked at the anxious Tang Dao, and in a flash of her eyes, she made a suggestion: "You want to improve the mental willpower of the entire regiment's officers and soldiers. At this stage, there are no good candidates for ideological transformation, so you can't
We cannot blindly rely on military law to be tough. It is better to do the opposite and use the upcoming New Year's Eve to let everyone relax their tense nerves. The so-called relaxation has a way, and perhaps instill some truth into everyone when people are relaxed.
Man, it works better!”
"New Year's Eve?" Tang Dao was slightly startled. "What's the date in the Gregorian calendar now?"
"It is January 24, 1938, which is also the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the Little New Year in the North!"
"It's almost the New Year! What a great idea!" Tang Dao suddenly remembered the time.
My eyes suddenly lit up!...
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