It was another silent night, with a half-waning moon hanging high in the sky, and an earthy road winding forward under the night light.
This road is no different from the Chinese countryside in later generations, or even worse. After all, no matter how bad the rural roads in later generations are, they are usually cement roads, but this road is 100% loess road. In some places, it can be stepped on.
The dust can reach up to the ankles, and once a large group of people walks by, the feeling will be so sour.
The author here wants to popularize a little knowledge. Although it seems that night marches and battles of troops have become commonplace in many later film and television works.
But in fact, before the large-scale equipment of night vision devices, marching at night was very difficult and very dangerous, and it was something that was only done as a last resort.
If you don't believe it, just light a torch and go for a walk in the wilderness in the middle of the night. You will understand. Being able to walk for an hour without any problem is very impressive, let alone an army.
If you are marching on foot, you need to be fully armed. It is very common to fall into a roadside ditch or even stumble. There is even a risk of non-combat attrition, so under normal circumstances,
Commanders rarely allow troops to march at night.
And tonight, there is a team of hundreds of people marching quietly on a secluded mountain road. Although the number of people in the team is not large, judging from their behavior and movements during the march, this team's
The discipline is quite strict.
Ozawa Tenzo, who carried a Type 38 rifle on his shoulder, was walking in the middle of the queue, his back already wet with sweat.
Being tired is not a big deal, but what makes him most unbearable is the faint pain coming from the unhealed wound on his waist, which makes him a little unbearable. Now he feels pain every step he takes.
"Ozawa-kun, are you okay?" Sochangiya Toichiro, who was walking next to him, heard Ozawa's increasingly heavy breathing and immediately thought of the reason.
"No...it's okay...I can hold on!" Ozawa Tenzo replied through gritted teeth.
"What else can you hold on to? If you keep going like this, you will fall behind in less than half an hour." Looking at Ozawa Tozuo's pale face, Miyafuji Ichiro couldn't help but want to take his rifle over, but Ozawa refused.
.
"Senior, you really don't need it, I can persist."
"You..." Looking at the stubborn Ozawa, Miyafuji Ichiro sighed and said nothing more.
Fortunately, the order to rest in place soon came from the front.
The soldiers of the National Defense Army who had been walking for most of the night dispersed as if they had received an amnesty. They took a break and took a break. At one time, the highway was full of people twice.
Tozo Ozawa sat on the roadside and drank the rest of the water in the kettle. After drinking, he was still unsatisfied and smashed his mouth while looking around.
"Give……"
At this time, a kettle was handed over, and it turned out to be Ichiro Miyato.
Ozawa Tosa took the kettle and took two sips before returning it to the other party. He asked in confusion: "Miyafuji-senpai, why do you take such good care of me?"
Ichiro Miyato didn't answer. He took two sips of water before saying slowly: "It's nothing. When I saw you, I thought of my younger brother Jiro. He is about the same age as you. He originally served in the 18th Division and was in the attack on Changsha last year.
He died in battle. Do you know why I chose to surrender and join the National Defense Army?"
Speaking of this, a trace of pain flashed in Ichiro Miyato's eyes, "I have only two brothers in my family. After Jiro died, his wife had a very difficult time with their two children. The whole family was counting on me to take over the responsibility of taking care of the two families after I retired from the army."
heavy burden.
So after our division was defeated at Qixia Pass last time, I joined the National Defense Army without much thought in order to return to the homeland alive, can you understand?"
"Of course, I understand."
Ozawa Tosa nodded seriously, he understood Miyafuji Ichiro's mood very well.
Although Japan is now rampaging across Asia, attacking anyone it doesn't like, and looking like the largest military power in Asia, in fact, the lives of ordinary people in Japan are not that good, especially as the war against China continues.
The Japanese government's fiscal deficit continues to increase, and the lives of the domestic people have become even more difficult. Many rural girls have to go to tea houses and sell their bodies to support themselves and their families.
According to Ichiro Miyato, his younger brother is already dead. If he also dies in the battle, his and his younger brother's two families will definitely fall into collapse. This is no joke, people will really starve to death.
"Senior, I think so too. My wife is still waiting for me to come home. I have to work hard to live for her!"
"It's good that you understand." Miyato Ichiro patted him on the shoulder, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Ihara Heihachi walking over, and Murata Shuzo was following him.
"Warriors of the National Defense Army."
Ihara Heihachi spoke.
"My lord told you about this mission yesterday, but I want to tell you one more thing. Your lord has already agreed. If this mission is successful, your lord will give each of you a reward of fifty yuan. If you have made a major contribution,
Yes, this reward can even be increased to two hundred oceans.
Even if you die in the battle, I will find a way to send your bonus to your family. You don’t have to worry about this at all, so whether it is for yourself or your family, please work hard! In order to return to Japan alive!"
"To return to Japan alive!" the voices of the National Defense Army soldiers rang out all around.
Gao Hongming's management method for the National Guard Army is very simple. Those who are obedient will be rewarded, and those who are disobedient will be beaten to death. This method is also the most effective for this group of soldiers who have betrayed the Japanese government. They have already betrayed anyway, so why not
Betray more thoroughly.
The night gradually dissipated, and a ray of sunshine gradually appeared in the sky.
A group of Japanese soldiers walked on a road more than 40 kilometers away from Yangping Town. When this Japanese army reached a place close to a dense forest, they were stopped by a group of Japanese soldiers.
"Stop, which team are you from and where are you from?"
The team stopped, and a Japanese major who was leading the team stood up and said in a deep voice: "We are the third brigade of the 58th Infantry Regiment of the 31st Division. I am the captain of the brigade, Major Nishimura Nanao, and I have been ordered to come to the rescue.
I am from the 1st Regiment of the 2nd Heavy Artillery Brigade, this is my ID."
The Japanese second lieutenant who blocked the road took the certificate and looked at it, then quickly returned it to the other party and saluted: "Major, I'm really sorry, we didn't receive the notice, so we have to ask you to wait for a while. I want to inform us."
The captain will report."
The major who claimed to be Nishimura Nanao was none other than Shuzo Murata. He nodded and said, "Of course, you can report to your commander immediately."