"Captain, we can't let him go. If he goes, he will kill all of us."
Li Liansheng ignored him and respectfully raised a military salute: "Li Liansheng! Old..."
Mi Long stepped forward and kicked Li Liansheng, and cursed: "Lian Sheng is a piece of shit, your father is calling you names, don't you think you are a coward?"
Li Liansheng patted the dust on his pants and gave a standard military salute, "Li Liansheng, his hometown is Jinzhou, Ningliao, second lieutenant platoon leader of the Northeast Army!"
Mi Long stepped forward and wanted to fight, but Xia Yuan held him back and said: "I don't care what grudges you have between you. From this moment on, let them be wiped out. Remember, sacrifices are inevitable in wars. I will also sacrifice you."
There will also be sacrifices, and no one can predict what will happen in the next second."
"He was not the one who killed the person, he was beaten to death by the Japanese devils."
"You should use all your kicking efforts on the Japanese, not on your own brother Pao Ze!"
"Remember! Sacrifice is unavoidable on the battlefield. Everyone will die! But we cannot die in vain. Even if we die, we must take away a few Japanese devils. If a Japanese devil is alive, your comrades will be killed. Your comrades will be killed."
Brothers, I will enter your home, burn, kill, loot and do all kinds of evil."
"All we can do is drive them away! Protect our country!"
Xia Yuan didn't care how the defeated soldiers felt after hearing this. He looked at Li Wula, stepped forward to tidy up his troops, brushed off the dust on his shoulders, and said:
"No matter how you were in the past, in the future, if you kill the Japanese devils ruthlessly, I will take you to earn back the life they owe you."
"Not only for the sacrificed soldiers in the Northeast, but also for the people in the entire Northeast and even the whole country."
He looked at Li Wula in front of him and said: "People live just to fight for a breath. If Milong looks down on you, just kill the Japanese and show him."
"yes!"
Li Wula's eyes gradually glowed with light.
He felt the equal treatment in Xia Yuan's eyes, and the leader in front of him didn't mean to look down on him at all.
He was even more determined to follow the commander in front of him to fight the Japanese.
Mi Long looked at Xia Yuan and said, "Captain, do you even want to be such a coward?"
Xia Yuan said: "Whether it's bad or not, it's just now. Brave or not, on the battlefield, I want to believe that he will prove himself."
He looked at Fan Long: "You hate Li Wula because you think he killed a platoon of soldiers, but have you ever thought about how they would have died if the Japanese devils hadn't invaded our country?"
Hatred for your own people, transfer the hatred to the Japanese, it was they who killed your relatives, it was they who occupied your home, it was they who killed your brothers, not Li Wula."
Xia Yuan looked at the defeated troops in front of him again and asked: "Who else wants to join my regiment!"
Ayi was the first to stand up, stepped forward and saluted: "Report! I'm going!"
Others hesitated.
Xia Yuan said: "I'll give you one day to think about it."
He looked at the man in the crowd with disdain in his eyes, disdain mixed with other emotions. He walked forward and said, "Your leg is injured. I can see that it was stabbed by Japanese soldiers, right?"
Fanla panicked and stretched her legs back as much as possible: "Yes, yes, when I was fighting with the Japanese on the bayonet, I was bitten by the opponent's bayonet."
In fact, his leg was used to survive and to pretend to be a corpse. When the Japanese soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, they stabbed his leg and stirred it up, leaving this lame leg.
"You dare to fight the Japanese soldiers with bayonets. Well done. The Japanese soldiers' equipment is very good and their individual skills are also very powerful. To deal with one Japanese soldier, it takes three or five people to block it. If you can survive, you are still a man."
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In fact, Xia Yuan knew how Fanla's leg was injured, but if he said it, it would hurt the other person. He decided to pretend not to know and looked at his leg, "Do you have any ideas about healing the leg?
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Fanla felt ashamed, ashamed that he had deceived the leader in front of him. When he heard the other party asking him if he had any ideas about curing his leg, Fanla raised his head and said, "You, do you have any idea?"
Xia Yuandao: "Well, the expeditionary force is to help our allies fight. They have the best military doctors who can cure your legs."
When Fanla heard this, hope ignited in his heart, and he said: "I, can I follow you?"
He was still lonely in his heart, and what Fanla thought about a lot was to heal his leg and come back alive.
Xia Yuandao: "Of course, as my messenger, I don't need you to fight, I just need you to help me pass on my orders."
When Fanla heard this, he felt a little tangled in his heart. He was afraid that he would let down the leader in front of him, and he was also worried that the other party would look down on him. His heart felt like a mess.
Veterinarian Hao beside him said: "I'm sorry, what are you still struggling with? Quickly agree, don't you want to cure your leg? When you get to Burma, there will be the best military doctors to treat your leg injury."
Snake pushed his buttocks to persuade him.
Xia Yuan smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'll give you time to think about it and just give me an answer tomorrow."
At this moment, dilapidated military vehicles drove by outside the shelter, and the horns on the vehicles were reading to encourage morale. Due to the influx of a large number of broken soldiers, Zenda suddenly became a chaotic militarized town.
"...The Thirty-third Division of the Japanese Army used roundabout tactics to capture the north and south of the river with two companies, while our expeditionary army fought with a small number to defeat a large number, and fought a bloody battle to save the alliance.
The British army captured more than 7,000 soldiers and captured more than 500 journalists and priests..."
It talks about the Battle of Ren'an and Qiang in mid-April 1942, a rare victory in the First Yunnan-Burma Campaign.
"The battle is won!"
Xia Yuan wore military boots, pattered up the steps, and said: "Today, I, Xia, will form the Sichuan Army again, and I will definitely live up to the orders of the Sichuan Army, Zhang Milong!"
Zhang Milong was excited and saluted: "Here you are!"
Xia Yuan looked at him and said: "Our army won a great victory in Myanmar. For lunch today, we will have cabbage, pork and vermicelli stewed with vermicelli!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhang Milong was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Yes!"
After hearing Xia Yuan's words, a group of defeated soldiers gathered around him, looked at him intently, and asked in disbelief: "Officer, what are you going to eat today?"
Yao Ma said: "Didn't you hear? Cabbage and pork stewed with vermicelli."
"A Sichuan person?" Xia Yuan looked numb.
"Li Sifu, Corporal of the Second Heavy Gun Company of the Sichuan Regiment!"
Kaname puffed up his chest, raised a not very standard salute, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"There is no army without Sichuan. As long as there is one Sichuanese, the Sichuan Army will still be there. Join our Sichuan Army. I will make cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli for everyone to eat!"
As soon as everyone heard about the food, they all raised their hands to join the Sichuan Army. An exciting and touching speech might only be able to arouse the blood in their hearts, but soon the blood will be swallowed up by hunger, which is far worse than a meal.
The food came really well.
"Okay! Let's finish the meal and then register!"
A smile appeared on Xia Yuan's face, "Milong, go take out the cans and replace them with pork, vermicelli, and cabbage. You can go too."
When the defeated soldiers heard this, they all spoke one after another and rushed to say:
"Captain, commander, let me come!"
"Captain, I run fast, let me come!"
Xia Yuan signaled everyone to be quiet with both hands, and said to Fanla: "I know what the names are in the introduction."
Fanla limped forward, looked at them, pursed his lips, and scratched his dirty hair. He didn't know their names, he only knew their nicknames.
Xia Yuandao: "What you call each other."
Annoying said "Oh" and started to introduce: "Veterinary Hao, Yao Ma, Bean Cake, Not Spicy, Snake Butt, Kang Ya..."
Every time they named someone, they tried their best to hold their chests up and stand upright with their heads held high, trying to present their best side to Xia Yuan.
From the house, Mi Long and Li Wula came out carrying boxes of cans. Mi Long was a little reluctant to part with them. He had earned these cans with hard work, but now he was giving them away.
When a group of defeated soldiers saw the two men coming out, their chests that had just been raised dropped again, and they looked eagerly at the cans in the arms of Fanlong and Li Wula.
Li Wula was also swallowing her saliva, and Milong stared at him.
Xia Yuan picked up a box of cans, stuffed it into Fanla, and said: "Fangla, you go and change the vermicelli, and if you have any extra, you go and change some medicine. It will take some time to go to Burma, so try to change to anti-inflammatory medicine as much as possible.
When we get to Burma, I will go find a British Army doctor to treat your leg injury."
Fanla blankly took the box of precious canned beef. Such cans can be sold for a lot of money on the black market. The leader in front of him handed the can to him.
He even asked himself to use the remaining money to buy medicine.
"Don't worry, I will definitely bring you the vermicelli!"
Even though Fanla knew that Xia Yuan was trying to buy people's hearts by doing this, he felt that such a bribe was far more practical than giving a verbal promise. He no longer needed to think about it and was already ready to go to Burma.
He dragged his limping leg and walked so fast at this moment.
Kang Ya reacted and shouted: "Captain, I have salt!"
Snake Butt enthusiastically showed off his weird Cantonese accent, "I'm going to get soy sauce!"
Yaoma raised his whole hand generously and said, "I'm looking for cabbage!" He also pulled the bean cake in his hand.
With everyone's enthusiastic participation, voices came out from the courtyard of the dilapidated shelter.
"I'll fix the pot!"
"I'll take care of Zaota!"
"I'm going to chop wood!"
"I, I'm looking for dishes and chopsticks!"
"I'll take care of the onions, ginger, garlic and aniseed!"
Vet Hao slowly raised his hand and shouted: "Captain, I still have oil on my body."
Xia Yuandao: "The little oil on your body is too little, so you have to numb them. In addition to buying cabbage, you also need to change some oil."
Xia Yuan distributed boxes of cans to everyone and asked them to exchange one can for money, enough to buy all the supplies they wanted. A group of defeated soldiers became busy in full swing.
Milong, Li Wula, and Ayi stayed by Xia Yuan's side. They were the first to join Xia Yuan's reorganized Sichuan Army Corps.
Xia Yuan handed a box of cans to Ayi and said, "I'll leave the pork to you."
Ayi saluted with a military salute: "Yes, captain, please rest assured and promise to complete the mission!"
"Captain, what should I do?" Li Wula stepped forward and stood in front of Xia Yuan.
"What are you doing? Just go ahead."
Although after being awakened by Xia Yuan's words just now, Milong's view of Li Wula has changed a lot, but he still doesn't like Li Wula very much. Perhaps only after Li Wula sacrifices, Milong will completely wake up, and the entire Sichuan Army will only
There are only two Northeasterners, Li Wula and Mi Long.
Xia Yuandao: "There is a task assigned to you two. We won't be able to take away the supplies in the house at that time. We will pack them up and take them to the black market. We will replace them with half-opened ones and leave some cans as our supplies on the way.
food."
Xia Yuan thought for a while and recalled the details in his memory. The cannon fodder in the original work was gathered and reorganized by Yu Xiaoqing and sent to Burma via a transport plane from the American allies. Unfortunately, they were shot down by a Japanese plane on the way.
, and many people died.
And he can't even avoid this plot. The Burma Highway has been covered by Japanese planes, and he has to prepare a car. There will be too many uncertainties along the whole journey, and his biggest reliance is his familiarity with the plot.
How can we ensure that we can go to Burma and avoid collision with Japanese aircraft?
After thinking about it carefully, Xia Yuan had a good idea in his mind, but it was only a good idea because he was not sure whether this method was feasible.
Li Wula and Mi Long responded. Amidst Mi Long's noisy voice, the two returned to the house. From time to time, they heard Mi Long's angry curses coming from the house.
Xia Yuan ignored this. The more Mi Long looked down on Li Wula, the more Li Wula wanted to prove himself. On the battlefield, the squeezing emotions in his heart turned into an impulse and burst out, in Shangganling.
Sometimes, commanders and fighters usually use this provocation method to stimulate the soldiers, saying that they can't do it.
The more exciting it was, the more hatred filled the hearts of the soldiers.
But think about it again, there is actually no comparability between the two. During the Shangganling stage, the country has been established, the people have faith, and the country has hope. They have experienced war, oppression, separation of wives and children, and hard-won happiness.
Life is built step by step with bloody steps. After finally establishing the motherland, we are about to live a happy life. The American imperialists have brought the war to the Yalu River again. How could they watch the enemy again, like the Japanese invaders, invading China?
They burned, killed, and looted the homes they had worked so hard to build.
The eras and environments in which the two live are completely different.
When Li Wula and Mi Long found an old car, Xia Yuan sat on the table, watching the defeated soldiers who were busy setting up a table and building a stove in the courtyard, and gradually fell into deep thought. He was thinking about how to deal with Yu Xiaoqing, and at the same time
I am also thinking about my next plan after visiting Myanmar.
To be honest, Xia Yuan still knows how much his command level is. It may be feasible to let him do tactical interludes, but it is probably quite difficult to lead a regiment to fight. Since the system has arranged for him
With such an identity, what is the purpose? It is probably to find the lost souls of these cannon fodders.
He felt in his heart that Die La Die La was far more suitable to lead the team than himself, but he had a spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat.
After thinking for a long time, he raised his head and found that the defeated soldiers had already set up the stove and were looking at him eagerly.
"Let's take a rest first, and then we'll start cooking when the people from the food team come back."