Chapter 169 The city survives and survives, the city dies and dies
On the wall of Dongguan City in Teng County, Li Hexian walked all the way and introduced his cousin Li Sui'an and Wei Ran to the group of soldiers he led. While Li Sui'an greeted the fellow villagers in Shu dialect, Wei Ran was also observing
The situation of this class.
There are only ten soldiers in this class including Li Hexian, but they are different from the soldiers I saw on the way here. Although they are also dressed in rags, with bamboo hats and large knives on their shoulders, most of them don't have helmets on their waists.
With various box guns.
But even if these slight firepower advantages are better than those of the soldiers under the city, they are not much stronger at all. Even the sleeves they carry on their backs are mostly old Sichuan-made sleeves, and only a few use captured 38 large caps.
.And apart from these, their only suppressive firepower is just a 30-knot heavy machine gun whose performance is definitely not good.
Wei Ran even saw a young soldier who looked to be less than 20 years old. The butt of the 38-inch gun in his hand was cracked.
When the three of them passed by, the young man took out a small Japanese flag from an unfolded baggage with a calm expression, tore it in half, used it as a foot wrap to wrap around his dirty feet, and then took it out from the baggage again.
A new pair of straw sandals is put on the feet.
This wasn't finished yet. Although the foot-binding cloth he replaced could be seen to be a piece of Japanese flag, it was still not wasted. Instead, he tore it into long strips and carefully tied up the cracked gun on the old sleeve.
Trust.
Next to this silent young man, a skinny man with his back to the three of them, who looked to be in his forties, puffed on his pipe and joked, "Four boy, no wonder your marksmanship sucks. Your feet are wrapped around your feet when you shoot."
So smokey that you can't open your eyes?"
Hearing this, the young man called Siwazi didn't even raise his head, and responded seriously, "Uncle Liu, my gun doesn't stink. Counting from the day I left Sichuan, I have killed three little Japs with this broken gun.
If you kill another one and get your money back, you will earn everything from now on, how can it stink?"
Seeing Wei Ran and Li Sui'an looking at him in confusion, Li Hexian waved his hand and led them away before whispering, "The fourth child came with the labor force from his hometown. After knowing that his three brothers and
After all his old men were gone, he stayed behind."
Wei Ran fell silent after hearing this. The Japs did not invade Sichuan and Shu until they surrendered in 1945, but the Sichuan army regarded the Japs as a feud.
It can be said that during the Anti-Japanese War, wherever there were little Japs, you could find these ragged Sichuan troops. They might be a squad, a regiment, a division, or maybe just a father and son, just two people who grew up together.
Brothers who grew up, neighbors, and even fellow villagers who carried tattered rifles to fight the Japanese with the same or similar pronunciation of "the Japanese little devil's immortal banban".
And those ordinary people who stayed in the Land of Abundance?
They sent their fathers out of Sichuan, their husbands out of Sichuan, their children out of Sichuan, and their brothers out of Sichuan. Until the end, they brought big red flowers to each other in the streets of the neighborhood, giving them to their father and mother, and to their ancestors' tablets.
, or kowtow to the empty house and embark on the same Shu road out of Sichuan without hesitation.
Behind them, those who could not go to the battlefield picked up carrying poles, pushed wheelbarrows, took the food, drink and clothing they collected, and followed the footsteps of their families to catch up and never went back.
Whether they were enemies of the country or their family, or full of passion, these Sichuan soldiers, who were looked down upon, regarded as beggars, and called double-gun soldiers, relied on old weapons and the large knives on their backs to fight like moths to the flames.
The bloody nature of the Sichuan Army.
When the three of them came down from the ten-meter-high city wall, Li Hexian took out half a crumpled cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it, and took a long puff before taking Wei Ran and the two of them to the roadside.
Next to a wheelbarrow, he opened up the straw mat on it, took out two large knives and four grenades and handed them over.
"Sui'an, Wei Ran, logically I should give you both a gun. But you two have never been on the battlefield, and we don't have enough weapons, so the only things we can give you are these large knives and grenades."
"Brother, we have guns," Li Sui'an said, patting the big belly box on his waist.
"This big-bellied box is packed tightly, but it can't hit far, and the bullets will always run out."
Li Hexian couldn't help but put large knives into the hands of the two of them. At the same time, he did not forget to carefully instruct, "I guess you two have never been on the battlefield. If you want to hit the Japanese with your big-bellied box, you have to wait for them to get closer."
It is only possible when you are within thirty or forty meters.
Remember to hide when shooting. When the opportunity is right, unscrew the cover of the grenade butt, pull the rope inside hard, and pull the rope down. No matter whether there is smoke or not, try to throw it to the place where the Japs are most. Wait until the Japs really come to you.
Now, this large knife can be used.
Right now, brothers are busy digging bunkers, and I don’t have time to teach you. Just remember one thing: most of the time, the enemy’s bayonet will hit the stomach and chest first. As long as you use a large knife to block it, go as far as possible.
Move forward, the closer you are, the larger knife will be easier to use than the bayonet."
Li Sui'an swallowed hard and weighed the heavy knife. Seeing that Wei Ran had tied it to his back with a hemp rope with a calm look, he immediately inserted the grenade into his belt in the same way, and then put it on his back.
The heavy blade has a nice blade.
"Squad Leader Li, please arrange tasks for us." Wei Ran stood up straight and said.
"Go dig a bunker." Li Hexian pointed behind him, "This little devil has a plane. If he flies over here, he might have a chance to survive if he hides in there."
Wei Ran and Li Sui'an looked at each other, and the latter saluted his cousin Li Hexian nondescriptly and shouted "Yes!"
"Use your right hand"
Li Hexian helped Li Sui'an correct his mistake in an easy-going manner. When he saw Wei Ran raising his arm to salute him, he immediately took a small step back, stood up straight, and raised his right arm to return the salute solemnly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After receiving Li Hexian's task, the two immediately joined the team digging bunkers. Most of those busy digging bunkers were ordinary people organized by Teng County and
Among the security team, there were actually a few middle-aged men wearing long gowns and gold rings on their hands.
They are no worse than the Sichuan troops on the city wall. Otherwise, these people would have followed the refugees and fled outside the city.
The heavy trench excavation work continued until midnight. Wei Ran, who had been replaced to rest, avoided the Li brothers and found a remote and vacant house to hide. He took out the black matte titanium gun from the cowhide book.
Alloy pistol.
After confirming that there were still bullets inside, Weiran took back his pistol and took out the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle he got in Finland.
What made him extremely happy was that, just like the Rollei twin reflex rifle, he put a lot of bullets into the three magazines of this rifle during the last battle in Berlin, but at the same time,
The scope originally attached to the gun was missing.
Putting the rifle away in his book, Wei Ran looked up and looked out the window. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately took out the rewarded medical kit and the kerosene lamp.
Wei Ran didn't dare to light the gas lamp. He just used the kerosene lighter tied to the handle of the gas lamp to take a quick look at the situation in the medical kit. What made him extremely regretful was that the medicines he had stuffed in before going to Inta last time
It didn't appear at all. What was inside was just the medicines that came with the medical kit itself.
After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran grabbed three morphine injections from the box and put them into his pocket. Then he closed the lid of the lighter and put the kerosene gas lamp and the first aid kit back into the leather book.
In the blink of an eye, the next day came, and Wei Ran and Sui An continued to dig the seemingly endless bunker. But they didn't expect that as dusk approached, there would be a few old ladies with small feet wrapped in coarse cloth turbans carrying wicker baskets.
I found Li Hexian who was stationed in Dongguan.
These old ladies left without a word a dozen pairs of new cloth shoes with fine stitching, a basket of soybean paste and two jars of wine. They excused themselves that they couldn't hear what these Sichuan boys were saying and walked slowly with their waists hunched over.
The direction to the north of the city.
Li Hexian and his soldiers were puzzled by this sudden gift. They also gave a military salute to the old ladies. It was not until their backs disappeared at the intersection that they slowly lowered their hands.
And when Li Hexian began to distribute new cloth shoes and a basket full of sauced meat and fine wine from his hometown to the soldiers under his command, at the entrance of a small alley that could not be seen behind them, the old shopkeeper of Cangxizhai saw Li Hexian collecting the food.
After placing the gift, I wiped away the muddy tears from the corner of my eyes. Without any nostalgia or concern, I contentedly picked up the wine jar in my hand and took a big sip, then limped towards the pawn shop in the north of the city.
On the long stone road, the old shopkeeper drank all the way, shouting loudly in the Shu dialect as if no one else was watching, "New shoes and old wine are given to the son, but I want to win glory on the battlefield. Even if our Sichuan army dies in a hundred battles, it doesn't matter if the corpse is wrapped in horse leather!"
At the Dongguan position, the two Li brothers who had just distributed new cloth shoes were stunned when they heard the vague verses and familiar voices. The two brothers looked at each other, walked to the center of the stone road and slowly knelt down.
He kowtowed solemnly towards the north of the city.
The soldiers of different ages behind him and Wei Ran, who was about to pour wine for everyone, seemed to understand something. They were holding new cloth shoes in one hand and a few slices of the sauced meat they had just received in the other, and they all knelt down.
Behind Li Hexian, he solemnly kowtowed towards the north of the city.
When everyone stood upright again under the leadership of the Li brothers, Li Hexian took the wine jar from Wei Ran's hand and took a sip, handed it to his cousin Li Sui'an who was already in tears, and shouted in a hoarse voice.
He said, "Brothers! Put on your new shoes and take a sip of our good Sichuan wine! Next, the city will survive and survive, and the city will perish and perish!"
"The city survives and remains, the city perishes and perishes!"
A dozen men from Sichuan Province in tattered clothes shouted hoarsely. As the two not-so-large wine jars were passed around in the hands of everyone, the shouts spread farther and farther along the city wall. And those who were originally on the street
Among the refugees who were busy escaping from Teng County, some local men handed the poles loaded with belongings on their shoulders to their wives or children, and walked to the nearest position without hesitation.
