Chapter 40 Japanese soldiers sneaking into the team
The team could not move forward. Ayi's appearance caused a commotion. The newly joined soldiers crowded together and suddenly announced their names. They did not forget the names of their comrades who died in the battle and how they died. The things they asked for records were really
There were too many, and A Yi couldn't handle it alone, so Xia Yuan found some soldiers who were literate and could write and set up a stall on the roadside with boxes from the baggage. Xia Yuan also joined them, and they took the soldiers
The names and home addresses of the soldiers were recorded, and then they began to record the names of their comrades.
"Hu Dagui, a Sichuanese, the explosive package rolled under Little Japan's tank and died together with Little Japan's tank."
"Wang Fugui, a native of Guizhou, exploded the explosive package and died together with the little Japanese, killing seven or eight little Japanese."
They read out the names of their comrades, and told what they saw, saw, and heard. Too many people died and there were too many names to remember. They remembered the names of their comrades very clearly.
, even how they sacrificed themselves was recorded. It is undoubtedly the most painful for them to recall, but as Xia Yuan said, their stories should not be buried in Myanmar.
Their heroic deeds should be known to more people.
Xia Yuan comes from the future and knows what the future will be like. Many people in the future have forgotten about the expeditionary force. Some people even mentioned the expeditionary force. Some people are still confused whether there really is an expeditionary force. This period of history is too precious.
They suppressed the grief in their hearts and reported what they knew. More and more defeated troops joined in. The heroic deeds brought too many people's concerns. They even took the initiative to join the Sichuan Army led by Xia Yuan.
, they understand that if they go back, their home and people will be gone, and they will be cannon fodder if they go back, so it is better to follow Xia Yuan's troops.
Moreover, the defeated soldiers who had previously listened to Xia Yuan's future combat plan told these newly joined soldiers what they were going to do, and gained the approval of many of the defeated soldiers.
They lost the battle, were looked down upon, and spurned by others. They longed for victory, and they longed for it for too long.
The heroic deeds connected their destinies together. The army that originally had only more than 200 people grew rapidly in just one day. I don't know if it was because of being demoted by Xia Yuan. Long Wenwen was very interested in the new members.
The defeated soldiers who came in were very active.
"Do you think yourselves are eagles? Each one goes his own way. Looking at the puddles on the roadside, do you look like eagles? Where is your gun? Where is the food in your belly? Are these two wooden stakes your wings?
You are worse than a sparrow. I will tell you how to go back. Have you seen wild geese? There are two rows. The injured one is held in the middle. Hundreds of small wings turn into one big one, and it can fly ten times farther than an eagle."
"You guys just went back like this? You are so cowardly. You were chased and beaten by the Japanese devils. You were laughed at when you went back, and you embarrassed your ancestors. Our ancestors straightened our backs, but when we got here, you bent our backs again. Go back
No one will want you after that, you will be cannon fodder and no one will remember you after you die."
"We have a book of heroic deeds. Each of us killed four or five Japanese soldiers. Our battle deeds are recorded in it. Don't you want to be remembered? You will still be cannon fodder after you go back, then no one will remember you.
Do you want to be a hero or a bear? If you even look down on yourself and expect others to look down on you, go to hell."
"Face is earned by oneself, not given by others. What others give is ridicule. Face is earned by oneself."
More and more broken soldiers joined in, and the team was growing rapidly. Especially the place responsible for registration was surrounded by broken soldiers. Several people responsible for recording almost lost their arms, but they still kept recording tirelessly.
When talking about the tragic battle, the defeated soldiers couldn't help but shed tears in silence. They listened to the tragic names and tragic deeds, and the suppressed emotions in their hearts began to burst out. They shouted, "Down with little Japan".
slogans, many joined in.
Perhaps even Xia Yuan did not expect that such a method would greatly mobilize the determination of the defeated soldiers to fight against the Japanese army.
They no longer clamored to go home, but wanted to stay and fight the Japanese devils. Even if they died, they would still have to kill a few Japanese devils. If they went back like this, they would be able to interact with the people at home instead of
As they were defeated and fled back in despair, when the people in their hometown asked, they hesitated and didn't know how to answer.
They said they went to Burma to win glory for their country, but in fact they came back in despair after losing a battle. They were too embarrassed to tell them, so they went abroad to fight and win glory for their country.
It can be said that the appearance of the Sichuan Legion gathered a large number of people's hearts. In just one day, the original army of more than 200 people quickly grew to 700 people, and Long Wenwen returned to the position of regimental deputy.
With the strength of two battalions, Long Wenwen grinned from ear to ear.
The team continues to set off. Some of the defeated soldiers will be infected by the emotions of the Sichuan Army and choose to join in. There are also some with despair, just like the walking zombies.
"Team leader, weapons and equipment are a big problem. There are more than 700 of us, but only 300 or 400 of them have weapons. The rest are bare-handed."
Long Wenwen ran over and found Xia Yuan staring at the team. He said with some surprise: "Tuanzuo, what's wrong?"
Xia Yuan whispered: "There are Japanese soldiers sneaking into the team."
Long Wenwen was stunned for a moment, stared at the team he had pulled up, and said in surprise: "Tuanzuo, how do you know..."
Xia Yuan made a silent gesture, pulled Long Wenwen to the end of the team, and whispered: "The ones in the team who wear white towels around their necks are Japanese soldiers. They use this method to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy."
Long Wenwen believed Xia Yuan's words very much. He raised his head and observed the defeated troops in the four columns. He found that there were many defeated soldiers wearing white towels in the ranks. After careful inspection, there were more than twenty people.
His eyes narrowed and he turned to look at Xia Yuan.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xia Yuan made a silent gesture and said: "Tonight..."
Long Wen understood clearly. After returning to the team, he observed the defeated soldiers in the team. After looking away, he muttered: "The stupid Japanese devils actually put their plans on our Sichuan Army. I really thought we couldn't recognize them."
You guys, just wait, I’ll kill you tonight like piglets during the New Year.”
After watching Long Wenwen leave, Xia Yuan found Meng Fanxiao, dragged him to the back of the team, and whispered: "The ones with white towels around their necks are the ones who have mixed up with Japanese soldiers in the team."
Meng Fangla's eyes widened and he looked at Xia Yuan in disbelief, then looked at the team. Xia Yuan whispered: "Go and find all the people in the shelter one by one, tell them, and then tell them not to leave.
Zhisheng, do it when you have a rest at night."
Meng Fanxiao pursed his lips, nodded, limped into the team, and walked towards Bula.
Not long after the team went forward, a burst of green smoke floated over from the roadside in front. Everyone walking from here was smoked to tears. A guy burned a pile of huge branches in the forest on the roadside.
, it was almost finished burning. The green smoke floating in the forest was caused by that guy. The green smoke came out from the branches that still retained moisture. It was enough green smoke to kill a person and a lot of black ash.
After the guy saw the black ashes, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the black ashes, then took out a relatively clean piece of cloth from his body, held the burned black ashes in his hands, and carefully placed it close to the taken out cloth.
After Long Wenwen saw the guy, he looked at the green smoke rising from the forest, walked forward quickly and said, "Hey, what are you doing, signaling to the enemy!?"
Knowing that there were Japanese soldiers in the team, Long Wenwen became much more cautious about the rout of troops around him.
The guy who set the fire spoke in a Yunnan accent that the defeated soldiers were already familiar with when they arrived, "I'll burn my brother."
Xia Yuan stepped forward and watched as he put Long Wenwen and himself aside indifferently, picked up the blackened bones from the ashes, stuffed them into cloth, and wrapped them carefully.
Long Wenwen said: "You are burning, Japanese ghosts can see it from three or four mountains away."
The guy who set the fire and set off the smoke said: "Within three mountains, the Japanese forwards were right behind us, taking every bite they could. My brother was killed by them."
Long Wenwen scratched his head and made plans for others, saying: "Can't carry it anymore? Can you burn it and take it home? Come with us, let's go back to Yunnan."
The guy didn't react at all. He took off his upper body, tied the bag full of bones close to his body, and then put on his clothes again. "Go back to Sichuan. The mountain wind here hurts people. My brother wants to go back to Sichuan. I have followed my father since I was a child."
When I came to Yunnan Horse Racing, my mother and brother were in Sichuan. As soon as they met in Burma, the Japanese came and killed me. My whole family fled, and I was the only one who died. I wanted to take him back to Sichuan.
That's his home."
The guy in front of Xia Yuan seemed to have a foundation in martial arts, so he said: "Follow me, I will take you to kill a few guys who bit your brother. After we kill them, we will go home. If your brother's revenge is not avenged, you will feel at ease when you go home."
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The guy who looked listless at first raised his head and glanced at the two of them, and suddenly became energetic. The other gun placed aside was a very well-maintained rifle, and he also had a long gun tied with a red cloth strip.
He held a machete and tied it behind his back with a vine. He pursed his lips and nodded: "Okay!"
A smile appeared on Xia Yuan's face, "Have you ever practiced martial arts?"
The guy nodded, "When I was a horse racing gang, I practiced with the people there."
Xia Yuan asked again: "How many can we hit?"
The guy thought for a moment and said, "Three or four won't be a problem."
"Okay!" Xia Yuan nodded and said, "What's your name?"
"Dong Dao!"
Xia Yuanming understood, and continued to move forward with the defeated soldiers. Not far ahead, they saw trucks destroyed by Japanese artillery fire. The trucks had been raided many times by the defeated soldiers and refugees who had fled earlier.
Milong, a money addict, would naturally not let it go. He called to Ma and Bu La and they searched it, but found nothing.
And in the woods behind them, gunshots were heard again.
Long Wenwen said: "The little Japanese devil is here!"
Xia Yuan and Long Wenwen looked at each other, and Xia Yuan said: "There are Japanese soldiers in the team, so it is difficult to ambush them. They will definitely notify the Japanese soldiers chasing behind them to kill them first tonight, and then find an enemy to ambush them."
, and I need to know the strength of the Japanese troops behind me."
Long Wenwen thought for a while, "Leave this to me."
Xia Yuan glanced at the team, shook his head and said, "No, I'll go by myself, and you guys keep moving forward."
Long Wenwen looked at him and said, "How can any regiment leader go investigate on his own?"
Xia Yuandao: "Isn't that right? You lead the team and continue moving forward. Just ask Meng Fanxiao to mark me along the way. I run fast, so I don't worry about letting you go."
Long Wenwen persuaded again: "Tuanzuo, I'll go, you stay!"
Xia Yuan shook his head and said: "None of you can go, only I am suitable. This is an order."
Long Wenwen was really at a loss. He nodded and agreed to Xia Yuan's plan, but he was still a little worried. Although he was the deputy regiment leader, many of the defeated soldiers of the Sichuan Army were facing Xia Yuan, and he was even more excited.
This aroused the determination of the defeated soldiers to fight hard. If something happened to Xia Yuan at this juncture, the consequences would be disastrous, and the blow to the Sichuan Army would undoubtedly be the most fatal.
It may even cause the Sichuan Army to collapse.
Long Wenwen called Meng Fanglia over. This guy was very arrogant. He could kill anyone at the rank of official. Meng Fanglia was just a messenger and attacked the regiment leader. The regiment leader had nothing to do with him. Unexpectedly, Meng Fangliao heard this.
When Long Wenwen said that Xia Yuan wanted to go to the rear to check the number of Japanese troops, he said without thinking: "Let the regiment go."
Long Wenwen glared: "You bastard, do you know what will be the consequences if something happens to the regiment leader? The Sichuan Army will be finished!"
Meng Fangli looked up at him, shook his head and said: "It can't be finished. Do you remember what the leader once said? We should inherit the will of our predecessors and continue to go forward."
Long Wenwen didn't know what to do, so he turned around and left. Meng Fangliao looked up at his back, turned around to find Xia Yuan, and went to check with him. Meng Fangliao asked with some confusion: "You're leaving, this
What should we do with the group?”
Xia Yuandao: "It's not like we haven't left yet. The Japanese army is clinging to the rear, and all the defeated troops are retreating. If we take the lead in fighting back, we can pull over more defeated troops. Only when we become stronger can we really return."
Zenda, our superiors will not look down upon us."
He added: "Don't worry, I can handle this matter."
Meng Fanfan was trying to persuade him, but asked: "When are you leaving?"
Xia Yuan looked at the Sichuan Army and said: "After clearing the Japanese devils from the team!"
The sound of gunfire behind them urged the team to speed up, but because the Sichuan regiment was carrying baggage, it was not advancing very fast, causing the team to fall behind quickly. Xia Yuan immediately ordered to unload the baggage, carry enough food, and pack lightly.
Set off.
After unloading the baggage, the team moved forward much faster. They shuttled quickly through the woods. More and more broken troops were encountered in front of them, and they even encountered a lot of refugees. Those refugees followed the broken soldiers.
During the retreat, some corpses began to appear on the road. Most of these corpses were the corpses of refugees, and a few were the corpses of defeated troops.