Mao Qiuchang and the young people who were recruited in the village lined up to climb the truck like mung beans and flies at the entrance of the village. Mao Qiuchang was the last one to climb up. A soldier closed the carriage block and turned around to get on the carriage. Mao Qiuchang lay on the edge of the carriage, smiled and waved his hand hard, looking relaxed. But the others in the carriage were not so energetic, and hugged and cried in a mess. Tears and snot slipped out one after another, and their faces were covered. Two young people were still climbing towards the edge of the carriage, and were beside them.

The veteran grabbed the back collar and pulled it back. With a bang, the truck started. The veteran put down the canvas of the car. The car suddenly became dark, with only a little light coming through the edge of the car, shaking up and down, shaking left and right as the truck swayed. In the darkness, the people in the car were quiet, but occasionally sobbing came a few times. Mao Qiuchang touched the two silver dollars that his father forced to him before leaving the bag. He planned his unknown life after leaving home, and slowly fell asleep in a daze.

On the morning of November 3, in Wuxi's wounded soldiers' hospital, Qi Heng moved his arms, became familiar with the sense of freedom without bandages, put on his military uniform, and walked out of the ward. He was waiting for a corporal and a lieutenant outside the door. The corporal saluted and took Qi Heng and the lieutenant to a jeep. In the car, the corporal told the two officers who had recovered from the injury that they had a new appointment and needed to report to the Wuxi office first, and waited for the troops to withdraw to Wuxi before returning to the team. When the troops retreated to Wuxi, they got to know each other and walked in together. A major wearing glasses sat at the desk, looking down at a stack of documents.

"Hello sir! Qi Heng, acting company commander of the 8th Company, 3rd Battalion, 264th Brigade, 264th Division of the 88th Division of the National Revolutionary Army, reported here!"

"Hello sir! Lu Hongcai, acting company commander of the 2nd Company, 1st Battalion, 523rd Regiment, 262nd Brigade, 88th Division, National Revolutionary Army, reported!"

"Ah, you are from the 88th Division," the major raised his glasses, "Wait a minute." He flipped through the pile of materials on the left side of the table, "Okay, this is your promotion order. Now you are captains. Take this to the military commander office to get new clothes, and then go to the recruit battalion to provoke soldiers on behalf of their respective regiments." The major took out two orders, handed them to the two, then pulled the documents beside them, filled them out briefly, stamped them and pushed them out. "Remember, there are 500 recruits in each regiment, and fortunately you are the Central Army, so the superiors will give you priority. You two can pick up recruits by yourself when you came early, and there are not so many benefits for those coming from behind." After the major finished speaking, he continued to lower his head and busy with the matter in his hand. Obviously, he issued an order to expel the guests and did not give the two people a chance to speak. Helplessly, the two thanked and walked out of the office together.

"Grandma, one regiment has only been replenished for 500 people, and our regiment is almost disabled. What are these people enough?" Company Commander Lu of the 262nd Brigade was blowing out as soon as he left the gate. Qi Heng was looking down at the documents in his hand. Before he could speak, a captain who was smoking against the wall on the side responded, "Central Army? You are already good enough. There are only a few new recruits recruited now, and they are still caught and cheated by various places around him. It is not enough to replenish the troops in Shanghai. If you have any supplements, just have fun."

"Let's go, we can't compete for more people." Qi Heng pulled Company Commander Lu, who was still trying to say something, turned to look at the captain, "Law, where is the military commander?"

"When going out, turn right across the intersection of this street, and see a military policeman on the right who parked several trucks in the warehouse." The captain dropped his cigarette butt and stepped on it, turned to the office.

Qi Heng and Lu Hongcai went out and walked along the street to the military supplies. On the way, they saw many soldiers rushing by in line, and trucks were also back and forth. The flags used by several shops on the side of the road were still floating, but the soldiers who were in and out of the inside were all armed with guns and ammunition. Lu Hongcai said to Qi Heng: "Looking at the soldiers all over the street, we wounded soldiers returned to the team early. It seems that the situation ahead is not very good." Qi Heng replied: "I read newspapers in the hospital before, and the situation reported was all about where the victory and where the victory was. Ordinary people couldn't tell, but they thought they were fighting well. We all know that some places were in the back before. Now we are going to replenish the recruits, and there is probably another big battle to fight."

While sighing, the two walked to the military commander office. At the door, a second military police lieutenant on duty carefully checked the two people's IDs, saluted, and led them to a small room. "Please wait." The second military officer turned around and closed the door.

"The Military Control Commission is so strict that it seems that the situation may be worse than we thought."

"I didn't expect that we were now in a dark look, there was no news, and there was no way to hurry up. I'll take the recruits later and see how we arranged the above."

Not long after, the lieutenant walked in with two soldiers holding a bunch of things. "This is the new military uniforms and pistols of the two commanders. You can change clothes here. I'm waiting outside. Is there anything else I need?" Seeing that the two were officers of the Central Army, the lieutenant was more polite.

"No need, thank you brother." Lu Hongcai replied.

"Hard, can you replenish some bullets for me? It's 7.65mm." Qi Heng took out the pistol given by his father from his pocket. "I used to fire all bullets in Shanghai, but later I was sent to the hospital without replenishment."

The lieutenant looked down and replied, "I'm not in charge of the armory, but there should be 7.65mm bullets, but there may not be many stocks. Only some commanders are using your gun. I'll help you find it." After learning that the two people came down from the Shanghai front line, the lieutenant couldn't help but feel a little respect and turned to order a soldier: "Go to the armory to find some 7.65mm pistol bullets for the commander, remember not to get it wrong."

After the lieutenant and another soldier left the door, Qi Heng and Lu Hong changed into new wool-submarine uniforms. Don't have the rank of captain, tied up their armed belts, stepped onto a new Mauser rifle, and walked out with a steel helmet. The lieutenant at the door turned around and smiled, "Hello, sir, your German equipment is very small, but fortunately, the officer's equipment is some spare, otherwise I would almost not be able to get it all for you."

"It doesn't matter. We should be able to get all of them when we go back. Don't talk about this. Do you have cigarettes? I'm suffocating in the hospital. I'm suffocating to death." Lu Hongcai grinned.

"There are many troops stationed recently. There are no cigarettes sold in the shops in several streets nearby. The military police have been arrested strictly and confiscated if they are caught. The vendors dare not come. But you have to hold on for a while. The military lord can't smoke. You have to go out and smoke." As he said that, the lieutenant took out a pack of old sword cigarettes that had just been opened and handed them to Lu Hongcai with a box of matches.

"That's fine, I really thank you."

"You are polite, sir. I am from Tianjin. Now Tianjin is called to take over by the Japanese. I hope to go to the battlefield to fight the Japanese and take revenge. Unfortunately, our military police cannot go to the front line, so we still have to rely on you to help us avenge."

The three people were greeting, and the soldier who went to the Armies to collect bullets was back. "Sir, Chief Wu of the Armies said he could only add five magazines to 35 rounds. The inventory was too small. If there was a commander, he would not be able to hand over the job."

"The second-handed man named Wu will not let go if he doesn't have any benefits." The lieutenant cursed, "I'll ask him what's going on. How many of the superiors have the chance to shoot, and they will keep it for the upper peak."

"Goodbye, brother," Qi Heng hurriedly advised him, "It's good to add some of the supplements. I don't use this much on the battlefield, forget it. Thank you."

"Okay, the two officials must be careful in the future. If you are destined to see each other again, please drink with them!"

"Okay! Just one word is determined!" Qi Heng and Lu Hong responded and left the armament warehouse.

"Go and get people now, Brother Qi, don't snatch me." Lu Hongcai joked.

"Whether it is hard to say whether these new recruits are worth grabbing. I have only been practicing for a month and I guess I can shoot a gun, which means I am better than not." Qi Heng responded with a wry smile.

The two of them walked to the gate of the recruits camp while chatting. The recruits camp was a middle school before, but later they were requisitioned. There were training soldiers inside. Several veterans shouted a group of recruits running around the playground. The guards at the door went in and informed them. After a while, a middle-aged fat man with a rank of lieutenant colonel came out, and led the two into the recruits. The fat man introduced himself: "My surname is Sun, and his name is Tao. He is the deputy stationmaster here. The two are the person in charge of the 88th Division who will be supplemented first, are they?"

"It's us. This time I was ordered to lead the two regiments to return. I'll trouble Stationmaster Sun." Lu Hongcai handed over the document, and a small bag was placed under the document and stuffed it over. This was discussed by the two people on the road. Although they were both officers, unlike Qi Heng, a military academy student, Lu Hongcai was a big-headed soldier climbed up. He was well aware of the darkness within the national army. On the road, he proposed to give the head of the military station some benefits. Qi Heng came from a family of officials and understood these things, so the two people

He gathered a hundred oceans and stuffed them into a cloth bag, waiting to go to the military station to give them to the person in charge. As expected, Stationmaster Sun calmly took the bag and put it in his pocket. His fat face changed his previous official expression and enthusiastically led the two people directly to the playground. He praised them all along the way, such as "Young and Promising Age" and "You will definitely be promoted, and you will definitely be rich and noble when you look at your face. The two of them also responded with compliments, full of harmony.

When they arrived at the playground, Deputy Stationmaster Sun called a lieutenant to gather the recruits and told Qi Heng that the two of them were only approved by the top 500 people, but seeing that they were going to the front line to fight the Japanese, they secretly decided to add 120 people to each of the two regiments, which was enough to form a company. They saw that they were both kind-hearted, so they could also choose young and strong first, but don’t talk about it.

The two of them were despised, but they still thanked the brother for taking care of each other. They were flattering each other, and the team of recruits gathered. Qi Heng and Lu Hongcai finally found the reason to leave Webmaster Sun, so they walked over to provoke the soldiers and asked Webmaster Sun if they came. Webmaster Sun received the benefits and was too lazy to spend time standing here. After receiving documents and sending approvals to the two, they made excuses. Finally, the two people who had quieted down searched in the team for a long time, and only had enough recruits of 620 people in each regiment among a group of young people who were farmers a month ago. At that time, Master Mao Qiu was not very prominent in standing in the queue, but he ate sweet potatoes the day before and drank cold water. In addition, his wide old military uniform was too unfit, and he tied his pants with a straw rope, and he couldn't hold it in a single fart.

When he came out, he actually broke the rope around his waist. It happened that Qi Heng walked to him. Because the recruits had trained before, the veterans had taught them to be obedient many times. What did they call him? Yes, orders were prohibited. Anyway, they should respect the officer and the veterans. This time, two officers with straight uniforms came, which was different from the fat stationmaster of the soldiers. Even the veteran instructor who usually liked to curse and beat the recruits stood up straight, but he farted and broke his pants. In front of the officer, Mao Qiuchang's face turned green. He raised his pants and wanted to apologize to Qi Heng but couldn't open his mouth. Qi Heng was startled and laughed out loud. He heard the officer laugh, and the recruits next to him could no longer hold it in, and they all laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing at me? Do you want to die? The sir is still there!" The veteran instructor on the side hurriedly stopped him, "Mao Qiuchang, you are finished," while glaring fiercely at Mao Qiuchang, who was holding his pants in both hands. He was angry and afraid, for fear of angering the young captain of the Central Army, and also angry Mao Qiuchang, which made the entire recruit.

"Hahaha, it's okay." Qi Heng waved his hand to stop the veteran who wanted to hit someone, "What's your name? It's you, the fart one."

"Report, report, chief, my name is Mao Qiuchang." Mao Qiuchang, who is usually very flexible, is now completely stuttering.

"Report to the commander, his name is Maohou!" A new recruit next to him added gloatingly. He always said that Mao Qiuchang was too arrogant. He wanted to beat him up, but he was so crazy that he looked like a monkey, but he couldn't catch him. This time he finally got avenge.

"Maohou, hahaha, don't be nervous, I don't eat people, so you can join me in the future." Qi Heng saw that Mao Qiuchang was thin and still a child, thinking that this child should not be a cannon fodder. He could be a communication soldier with him, so he smiled and took Mao Qiuchang under his command.

In the envious eyes of others, Mao Qiuchang and more than a thousand new recruits joined the sequence of the 88th Division of the German Equipment and became a member of the Central Army. Qi Heng and Lu Hongcai went to the lying office again and received a new order. They learned that the 88th Division was about to withdraw and repair, so they took a group of new recruits to temporarily live in the military station, waiting for the large army to come back to replenish.
Chapter completed!