Xia Yuan's words were heard more than Long Wenwen's. They raised their heads and looked at the sky, with hope in their eyes. It was the memory of their dead comrades. Their hearts were full of grief, but the grief would eventually turn into
The bullets they fired at the Japanese.
Long Wenwen looked at the mountains and sea of clouds in the distance, fell to his knees with a plop, dragged his gun, and thought about the direction of the dead man. He recited a strange note in his mouth, "Namo Amitabha Night Duotagaduo
Ye Duo Di Ye Ta Amidupva Viami Duo Sidan Po Viami Li Du Vicaranda Amido Vikalana Duo Gami Gana Toka Lisha Poha."
Then he stood up while a group of defeated soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment and said, "Let's go, let's go, the dead are dead, the living birdmen, we will take you home."
The defeated soldiers walked among the sea of clouds, through dense forests, and on their way down the mountain. Sometimes the sun penetrated the layers of clouds and shone on them. The warm sunshine only made them feel comfortable, but it could not really cheer them up.
Get up. At this moment, the defeated soldiers recognized the reality and walked towards home.
They went home, but the Japanese army bullied the weak and feared the strong. The ten to forty battle losses made them turn to eat the unorganized large group of defeated soldiers. However, their small group walked out of the sea of clouds, but their hearts entered the sea of clouds again. The arrival of Xia Yuan made the defeated soldiers
They thought they had a direction, but the failure of the Burma War made the defeated soldiers like the climate of the jungle, blurry, supermarket, and gloomy.
Xia Yuan, Mi Long, and Yao Ma were the vanguard. Xia Yuan's example and bravery in previous battles made all the defeated soldiers feel good about this leader who was not good at words but had a strong sense of preaching when he spoke. They
Only then did I suddenly realize that the group leader and deputy group leader were like positives and negatives, making up for each other.
Xia Yuan used the British compass seized from the British to identify the direction. He led the exhausted soldiers, dragging their feet and holding their guns. They could fall down even if they mentioned a small branch.
He held on to his already exhausted body.
Why not rest? No defeated soldiers wanted to stop and rest. Wherever they arrived, the sound of flies flying was like low thunder. The eyes of the defeated soldiers were like frightened rabbits. There were people everywhere on the roadside.
The mangled corpses of those who were shot, stabbed to death, killed by strafing, and killed by explosions were placed one by one on the roadside, and the smell of corpses filled the entire forest.
The victorious Japanese army will move away the bodies of their own people, leaving behind only their friendly forces.
Xia Yuan led the defeated soldiers through this pile of corpses, and let everyone watch without concealing it. The scene here shows that there was a tragic battle here before, but it was a pity that it failed. If he won, the remaining
What fell were Japanese corpses.
The path dotted with corpses was so long that it made people numb. Most people tried their best to look at the backs of the people in front of them. Some people couldn't hold it anymore and ran to the side to vomit.
Xia Yuan actually wanted to say that compared to Shangganling, this kind of scene was child's play.
Meng Fanlie covered his mouth and nose with a piece of cloth and went to check the corpse on the roadside. He said, "It belongs to the main force."
Xia Yuan nodded, "This means we are going in the right direction. Let's keep going forward. We hope we won't encounter the main force of the Japanese. Otherwise, we will have to retreat."
He looked up and looked ahead with a solemn look, not knowing what he was thinking.
Meng Fangliao's voice came from behind, speaking to Long Wenwen: "Why don't you recite Namo Amitabha Night?"
Long Wenwen said: "Because the living are more worrying than the dead."
Meng Fan stopped talking and limped back to the team, inserting himself between Vet Hao and A Yi. Xia Yuan continued to act as the vanguard. Mi Long brought a lot of supplies with him. When he was tired, he threw away his things.
On the road, I sat down on the ground and looked around. The defeated soldiers didn't say anything because this was really not a place for talking.
Milong suddenly threw the machine gun at Doubiang and Yangdanzi who had been following him. At that moment, Doubiang and Yangdanzi were smashed to the ground behind them. They looked at the flying Milong in confusion. He quickly ran to
In front of a corpse, he took off the watch from the corpse and put it on his hand skillfully. He looked at the defeated soldiers as if they were looking at a group of transparent people passing between them.
Mi Long was like a person who quickly regained his memory. He was the one who claimed that he came here to make a fortune, and immediately put his old declaration into practice. The defeated soldiers watched as Mi Long quickly turned into a person they did not recognize.
Milong passed between them, rudely pushing away Veterinary Hao who was standing in front of him, and picked off a pen from a dead man on the way there, put it skillfully into his arms, and groped and touched the other dead people.
On the way to retreat, the willpower that the defeated soldiers had accumulated was rapidly declining, like an invisible progress bar. When they returned to that
When they were on the street, their will became the same as before.
Milong's hands are covered with amputees of various textures, there are necklaces and longevity locks around his neck, several gold and silver ones, three or four watches on his wrists, and as many pens as you can imagine on his chest.
I thought he was a pen repairer. There were too many corpses here and a lot of property on them. It was as if Milong had got into the eyes of money and ignored the passing troops.
Doubi and Yangdanzi looked at Falong. After a while, his body was filled with valuable things.
Soon, he stared at a small cart that fell on the side of the road. Milong quickly ran over, pulled the body away from the cart, and rummaged through the goods on the cart. It was a cart of food, loaded with food.
It was full of cans and biscuits. When the defeated soldiers were tired from walking, they sat on the ground to rest. Although there were still corpses of their colleagues in sight, these corpses were nowhere to be seen. They sat on the ground and stared blankly at the dragon.
Xia Yuan was sitting with Meng Fanglia, Vet Hao, and Ayi. Meng Fanglia was cleaning his rifle when he saw Milong struggling to push the car out of the grass and began to count his new possessions.
He said: "That guy Milong deserves to die."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Veterinary Hao said with understanding: "Everyone has a bad moment, and gets angry and gets into trouble with himself. He wants to make a fortune. He seems to save things just to lose.
, shouting to go home, his home has long been occupied by the Japanese."
Ah Yi followed Meng Fan and said, "We should engage in military law."
Meng Fangliao and Veterinarian Hao glanced at him. Their eyes revealed strangeness and strangeness, which made Ah Yi, who was already full of confidence, suddenly feel uncomfortable. Xia Yuan glanced at him, and Meng Fangliao explained:
"I mean, we're all pretty damned, we don't deserve to be alive."
Ayi looked embarrassed and stammered: "I, I didn't mean that... I meant that such a ridiculous army really should have a military law... to control it."
"Martial law? Idiots who have never fought in a war know how to follow the noise of charging into battle, so that you can use it. Apart from the firing squad, what else have you given us, even a meal of porridge will be bad."
Ayi's words aroused the anger in Meng Fangliao's heart, and he suppressed all the anger and vented it towards Ayi.
Ayi stammered for a long time without saying anything. Veterinarian Hao advised: "I'm sorry, why are you angry? When did Ayi become a firing squad again? He has never eaten more rice than before.
You have one more pill!"
It was true that it was evil fire. Meng Fan lowered his head and decided to shut up. Ayi also muttered: "I am not yours, I am the same as you."
After a pause, he explained and said: "I mean order. What we are bad at is the lack of order."
These words aroused Meng Fanjie, who had just gotten out of the evil fire. He thrust the newly polished gun into Ayi's arms, put his hand on the trigger, and put his head on the muzzle of the gun: "
Order? Come on, do me a favor, it’s been chaos from here, and it’s been disturbed by people like you, so do me a favor and let it be dealt with by military law.”
Ayi took his hand away, but Meng Fanglia closed it again. It wasn't until Vet Hao touched his head that Meng Fanglia gave up and collapsed on the ground.
Veterinarian Hao scolded: "You've got me wrong? You're a veteran. Is it interesting to have that gun making trouble like this?"
Meng Fanxiao seemed to feel that he was a bit childish. He took back his gun angrily and said: "You can't even use a gun and you still talk about killing people. I just want to scare him. The gun you just cleaned has ghost bullets."
He threw the gun to his side, and with a bang, the bullets flew past Meng Fanglia's side. The three of them were stunned. The other colleagues just glanced at them, and the gunshots seemed to fall on the ground.
It was like being in a dead pool, without causing any splash. They probably didn't know that they were just annoyed and almost got punched through the head.
Meng Fan's heart was beating rapidly, and he kicked the gun far away in fear, then huddled on the ground and rubbed his head. He just walked away from the gate of hell without knowing it. Ayi kept staring there.
Meng was annoyed and his lips were trembling.
Vet Hao's lips twitched and he said, "You guys, do you all want to fight back?"
Meng Fanxiao, who had unknowingly walked past the gate of hell, said with a trembling voice, "I originally wanted to win the battle, but now I don't. We are no match for the Japanese devils, and the British don't regard us as human beings, and the superiors
Let’s treat it as a group of invisible people. Who are we beating for, and who are those who died for whom? It’s meaningless, we don’t even know what we are doing.”
Xia Yuan, who was sitting aside, suddenly woke up. Meng Fangliao's words were like a stick hitting Xia Yuan. He raised his head and looked at the defeated soldiers in front of him. There was confusion in their eyes. Mi Long returned to his former self in the shelter.
His appearance showed that he was a domineering landlord and a wealthy man, but Long Wenwen turned a blind eye to all this.
"Target, target."
Xia Yuan suddenly woke up. The defeated soldiers lacked a goal and a direction. They had lost their direction in the chaotic battle. They didn't even know who the battle was for. They were a group of people.
People who are considered by their superiors to have disappeared, invisible people, and do not even have an organization. Even their own identities have lost their role and effectiveness. They are a group of people who are not respected by others. Their deaths are meaningless.
What people care about is how they can improve their fighting will under such circumstances.
The Battle of Shangganling and the Battle of Changjin Lake were the goals of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea, defending the homeland, and the volunteer soldiers experienced the war of aggression and saw the tragic situation of the Korean people. In addition, New China had just been established at that time. The Chinese people were high-spirited and the spirit of martyrdom was always in their hearts.
, One person is glorious, the whole family is glorious, the people of the whole country are united and send their children to the Korean battlefield to protect their families and the country.
It is a supreme honor to become a combat hero and even be received by that person. Under such circumstances, the volunteers were not afraid of life and death and lacked warm clothing, guns, ammunition, and food to fight against the well-equipped U.S. military.
Every unit is extremely brave and tenacious. They hold explosives and die together with the US military. There are many who resist heavy machine gun fire with their flesh and blood. The sacrifice is extremely glorious for them. They understand that they have sacrificed themselves.
Their names and deeds will be remembered by the people forever, and they will be able to see their sacrifices, and their sacrifices can bring peace to the country. This kind of sacrifice is worth it.
So they went on and on, fearless of life and death, and used their mortal bodies to write a chapter that even gods could not do.
Different from the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, and even more different from the Volunteer Army, the country fell, and there were external and internal troubles. Long Wenwen and the others suffered defeats all year round and lost their souls. On the Burma battlefield, although they won several small victories, they never won with huge victory.
The price was paid for a weak victory. At the airport, they finally found some directions. They became a group of unnumbered teams again. They were looked down upon when they were alive, and no one remembered them after they died, just like these empty objects on the roadside.
Like the gathered corpses, they were left exposed in the wilderness, left to be eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards, bitten by flies, and rotten and smelly, with no one taking care of them.
The already depressed will became even more depressed.
There is no goal, no hope of struggle.
This is the current situation of this defeated army, and what worries Xia Yuan even more is that the combat effectiveness of this defeated army is also very weak. They come from different teams and there is no cooperation between them. Only the old defeated soldiers can take advantage of the previous ten
The three-three system trained by Yu Tian exerted some combat power. Once the other defeated soldiers arrived on the battlefield, they fought independently without any coordination or tactics. Even though they had weapons and equipment seized from the British, they faced
Even with well-equipped and well-trained Japanese troops, the battle-loss ratio still reached an astonishing three-to-one ratio. Three people were often sacrificed to kill one Japanese soldier.
If Xia Yuan hadn't knocked out the Japanese machine guns, the battle loss ratio would have been higher and more people would have died.
Xia Yuan figured out what the defeated soldiers lacked. Before that, Xia Yuan initially agreed to retreat because he saw that the proportion of defeated soldiers who died in the first battle was too high. If such an incorrect force enters Burma, it will only
He was tortured, chased and beaten by the Japanese army.
Only a well-trained army can exert strong combat effectiveness in the face of Japanese counterattack.
The training quality of the defeated soldiers was really poor.