Duty officer Chen Dazhu brought a group of people to the regiment headquarters. Looking at the dilapidated house, a few tattered tables and chairs, and the half-bitten map hung by rats on the wall, Su Tong couldn't help but feel discouraged. This was really a mess.
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After everyone sat down, Su Tong looked at Chen Dazhu standing aside and asked with interest: "Chen Dazhu, which year are you a soldier?"
"Sir, I was a soldier in 1918, the seventh year of the Republic of China. I was the commander of the third battalion and third company of the 26th regiment of the 37th division of the 29th Northwest Army."
"Oh." Now even Wang Dayong next to him was interested. "You are a soldier of the commander of the 37th Division Feng Zhi'an."
"Yes"
"Then why did you come here?"
"During the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, I joined the Broadsword Team and was seriously injured at Xifengkou. I had no choice but to return to my hometown to recuperate. After recovering from my injury, I originally wanted to return to the old army, but seeing that my mother at home had no one to support me, I stayed here to fight.
Join the militia and make a living." Chen Dazhu said sadly.
The group was immediately in awe, and Su Tong stood up and gave Chen Dazhu a not-so-standard military salute.
"I can't, I can't. You are the chief, so you can't salute me." Chen Dazhu waved his hand hurriedly.
"If you can't help it, I'll just kill the little Japs at Xifengkou until their corpses are everywhere. You deserve this gift. All of your swordsmen are good, and none of them are afraid of death." Su Tong said sternly.
Chen Dazhu said with a bitter look on his face: "Sir, to be honest, who the hell is willing to die if he can live? But at that time, each of the brothers only had three rounds of bullets, and the bullets were all used up, so we had no choice but to go up and fill them with our lives."
"I don't know how many good brothers fell on the way to charge." Chen Dazhu's eyes turned red as he spoke.
The room suddenly fell silent, "The bullets are all gone, we have no choice but to go in and fill them up with our lives." These simple words kept echoing in Su Tong's ears. When later generations saw this information, Su Tong just looked on.
Observing as a police officer, he couldn't imagine how an army that didn't even have enough to eat, wore straw sandals, shabby clothes, and only had an average of three rounds of ammunition per person could fight with the Japanese army that had ample ammunition and was supported by planes, tanks, and artillery. But when
When Su Tong came to this magnificent era and personally participated in it and listened to the accounts of the people involved, Su Tong knew that what they relied on was a spirit, relying on the spiritual heritage of the Chinese nation that has lasted for five thousand years. With this spirit, in this way,
The Chinese nation will never perish. Su Tong's heart could not calm down. After a while, Su Tong patted Chen Dazhu on the shoulder: "Good brother, I promise you, this kind of thing will never happen again.
You go down now and ask the brothers to unload the grain and pork from the truck and hand them over to the cooking team, and tell the brothers that everyone is open to eating tonight."
"Yes" Chen Dazhu responded and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute," Su Tong stopped him again. "From today on, you will be the deputy leader of our militia. Okay, it's okay, go ahead."
Chen Dazhu saluted and left silently.
After Su Tong watched Chen Dazhu leave, he turned to Wang Dayong and said: "Captain Wang, you have also seen the situation here. The militia has to be completely rebuilt, and the work is complicated. I don't even have a single available manpower around me. I am very hopeful."
You can stay and help me, not because of me."
Since giving Wang Dayong a pistol that night, Wang Dayong's attitude towards Su Tong has improved greatly. After all, he has a soft mouth and short hands for taking people. Now that he saw Su Tong formally soliciting him, his heart began to waver. He was silent for a while. , Wang Dayong said slowly: "Thanks to the superior, if Dayong refuses, he will be ignorant, but I am worried about Chairman Zhang..."
"I'll go and tell Chairman Zhang, I think he still wants to give me this face. If he doesn't let me go, I will go to my sister-in-law to accuse him of being cunning and let him sleep in the living room at night." Su Tong interrupted Wang Dayong The words he spoke were somewhat rogue.
Yes, this is Chairman Zhang’s sworn brother, and surrendering to him is not considered a betrayal of Chairman Zhang. Thinking of this, Wang Dayong’s mood suddenly brightened. “Then Dayong will leave this life to the group leader from now on. Come on." Wang Dayong raised his head and said to Su Tong.
"Haha, okay, okay" Su Tong laughed happily, having another subordinate at his disposal.
"Congratulations to Commander Su for adding a strong general to his command." At this time, Xi Hanqian, who was nearby, also came over to join in the fun.
"County Magistrate Xi is ridiculous. Now I am just a polished commander. Everything has to start from scratch. Magistrate Xi, I still have to trouble you."
"Commander Zhang, please tell me. As long as Xi is able to do it, I will never refuse." Xi Hanqian said it beautifully, but he didn't agree to anything. Su Tong cursed in his heart, this old fox really doesn't show off his hawks when he sees rabbits. My Lord, it seems that he won’t cooperate happily unless I give him some benefits.
"That's what happened. County Magistrate Xi, you see that our militia has a serious shortage of personnel. The remaining members are all old, weak, sick and disabled, so I want to set up a recruitment office in the county and ask Magistrate Xi to help in Duolun." "Zhang Luo, Zhang Luo."
The militia is now seriously short of personnel and must recruit troops. Recruiting troops in the county cannot do without the support of the county magistrate, so Su Tong said these words.
"Well," Xi Hangan pondered for a long time.
"Of course, I heard that the county government's house is in disrepair and even your office leaks when it rains. I really can't bear it. I'm willing to donate 5,000 yuan to repair the county government's house. "
"Well, the militia has a serious shortage of personnel. It's time to recruit more troops. Xi Mou naturally supports it." Xi Hangan nodded.
"County Magistrate Xi, you have the saying that pink is given to beauties and swords are given to martyrs. I have a little gift for you. I hope Magistrate Xi will not refuse." After saying this, Su Tong took out a beautiful Nike brand from his pocket. The gold pen was handed to Xi Hanqian.
Wang Dayong thought behind his back, why do these words sound so familiar?
Xi Hangan fell in love with this gold pen at first glance. He calls himself a literati, and literati just like this thing.
"No problem, the recruitment will be taken care of by Xi." Xi Hanqian assured him, patting his chest.
Su Tong couldn't help but sigh that the power of sugar-coated bullets was really indestructible.
After the matter was discussed, everyone was happy. Su Tong told Tieniu to immediately ask Ma Jun to allocate 5,000 yuan to Xi Han. Ma Jun was currently guarding a truck, which contained all of Su Tong's current belongings. One hundred thousand yuan.
In the evening, the bonfire was brightly lit in the militia camp, and everyone was as happy as celebrating the New Year. Both the soldiers of the pistol company and the people of the militia were all open to eating and drinking. Su Tong and Xi Hanqian were drinking and drinking slowly, Wang Dayong and Chen Dazhu To keep him company, Tieniu, a loyal bodyguard, worked as a bartender.
Xi Hanqian took a sip of wine, and while he was drunk, he said with a loud tongue: "Brother Su, can you... can you tell me, you just want to have a good life, why do you have to come to this place where there is no shit?" Where is this vigilante leader with his head in his waistband?”
Su Tong was silent for a while, then pointed to the east and asked: "County Magistrate Xi, can you tell me who is occupying the land in Rehe to the east?"
Someone next to "Japanese" answered.
"Who occupies the three eastern provinces behind Rehe?"
"Still Japanese." Su Tong answered the question himself and took another sip of wine: "Think of me, the great China. Our ancestors created countless splendid cultures. The five thousand years of continuous history have attracted congratulations from all over. Now, here we are. In our hands, a small country has been ridden on its neck and shit. As a descendant of the Yanhuang Dynasty, I am worthy of my ancestors. I came here today with only one purpose, and that is to fight the Japanese. I will not do anything for a day. I will never put down the gun in my hand once the little devils are wiped out. I always firmly believe that the Chinese nation will stand firm in the world again."
Many people were drunk that night, including Su Tong.