Lu Feizhang was hiding in a bush, waiting quietly. At this moment, he was wearing civilian clothes, and when he scanned the road, his eyes were full of vigilance.
It was already evening, and he was followed by a small group of people.
General Falkenhausen is not the only one who is interested in Zhang Sixing and his men.
Behind Lu Feizhang was a man in his forties who was wearing civilian clothes and only a military hat and spoke Jiangxi dialect.
Judging from his alert demeanor but his leisurely chatting behavior on the battlefield, we can tell that such a person has been on the battlefield for countless years.
Things like PTSD will definitely not appear in these veteran soldiers who have been on the battlefield for more than ten years.
After all, I have stayed in Jinggang Mountains, climbed snow-capped mountains, and walked through grasslands. I have never seen anything on the battlefield, and I have never fought many brutal battles.
After observing for a long time, nothing happened. He saw the sentry soldiers again and waved to them. Lu Feizhang waved his hand and led the people behind him to move.
"Captain Lu, is this the German rich man we are going to see who buys wounded soldiers with silver dollars?"
Lu Feizhang, who was bending down and moving quickly, didn't dare not answer. After all, the person he picked up had a good background.
"Tian Zheng..."
"Don't scream nonsense. Didn't you agree to call me Lao Tian when you came?"
The man called "Lao Tian" waved his hand to interrupt him.
"Yes, Lao Tian... Commander Zhang came back from Germany. I heard that he was planning to buy the wounded because he planned to do it when the Central Army retreated, but this battle..."
Lao Tian, who was following Lu Feizhang, said without any secret,
"Hmph, you don't have to doubt that this battle is lost. Let me tell you, Bald Jiang doesn't know how to fight at all. He comes from a gangster background..."
"Lao Tian, I'm from a Japanese military academy..."
The middle-aged man named Lao Tian who was following Lu Feizhang said disdainfully,
"Tch, the Japanese... let me tell you, the Japanese are not good at fighting. Everyone in Europe knows that when it comes to fighting, you have to look at the Germans..."
"Old Tian, from the way you talk, you are a learned man..."
"Hey, I have forgotten all my knowledge. But I heard that that guy is a German paratrooper. What kind of military branch are paratroopers? I have never heard of it."
Lu Feizhang, who was walking in a hurry, looked around with alert eyes and whispered,
"You are so knowledgeable and you don't know. How could I know? But Chief Zhang was the last one to evacuate the Sihang Warehouse. He flew a kite out of the Sihang Warehouse."
"Flying out on a kite...how is this possible..."
It can be seen that some people named Lao Tian are more than just curious.
Soon the group arrived at the grove where Zhang Sixing and the others were hiding, but when they passed a grove, several people suddenly jumped out of it.
"What to do."
Seeing the M35 steel helmet wrapped in cloth, which did not look like a steel helmet, Lu Feizhang responded softly,
"I, Lu Feizhang, was ordered by Chief Zhang to go to the meeting."
"go in."
Lao Tian, who was following Lu Feizhang, sighed softly,
"Be careful enough. There are both open and hidden sentries..."
Lu Feizhang didn't answer, but someone in the bush replied,
"What are the light and dark sentries? There are also sniper sentries."
"Hehe, he is a master, and he also arranges snipers."
Hearing Lao Tian's praise, Lu Feizhang was really surprised. After all, Lu Feizhang, who was the first to hear about snipers and claimed that he knew nothing about the battlefield, had never heard of it.
Not only that, when his men obtained sniper rifles based on their marksmanship, he knew what snipers did.
"Lao Tian, you are a political worker, and you still know about snipers."
"I don't know, I've heard this word before."
Ignoring Lu Feizhang's inquiry, Lao Tian responded calmly. But as the woods hiding the convoy got closer, Lao Tian became more surprised.
"Tank, you actually got a tank. Did you get it from the Central Army?"
"Where are they? They were snatched from the battlefield. Hey, remember to take a closer look at the two weapons I drew for you later. They were all made from materials that Commander Zhang found on the battlefield. The power of the gasoline barrel cannon is so strong
It is a good equipment to deal with the Japanese."
The reason why he came back late was because Lu Feizhang gave a detailed explanation of the kite bombs, soil rockets, gasoline barrel cannons, helmet mines and other weapons that were made using existing things on the battlefield.
Of course, the more detailed things were directly written into a report by the careful Lu Feizhang.
After all, as a guerrilla, it is difficult for him to pull out these powerful home-made weapons when he sees them. Compared with lack of food and ammunition, having such useful weapons is really a treasure of the guerrillas.
While the two were chatting, they led a small group of guerrillas carrying guns into the woods.
"Sir Zhang, this is Tian Zheng...Old Tian."
"Lao Tian, this is Chief Zhang."
After introducing the two of them, Lu Feizhang stepped aside and gave the two of them a space to talk.
Lao Tian's face seemed to be smiling like a flower. When he smiled, it was like a spring breeze blowing on one's face even on the battlefield.
"Mr. Zhang, I heard that you are an overseas Chinese in Germany. It is very rare and valuable that you can travel across the ocean to return to China to participate in the Anti-Japanese War."
As he spoke, Lao Tian reached out his hand enthusiastically and held Zhang Si Xing tightly. He kept saying words of praise in his mouth.
"The battle at Sihang Warehouse really boosted the morale of the Chinese people, which is very commendable and extremely valuable."
Zhang Sixing, who was slightly confused, understood in an instant what Guo Liangjun and the organization were thinking. Of course, Zhang Sixing had his own plans, but this was not the time to talk about them.
"Old Tian, please lead us."
Zhang Sixing took out a cigarette, and no matter what happened next, he handed it to him as usual.
"It should, it's all what it should be. Let's go now. It's going to be dark soon, otherwise it will be difficult to walk in the dark..."
Zhang Sixing is not worried about this matter. After all, enemy planes will not be dispatched at night. You can also turn on the headlights at night. Of course, as long as you don't take heavy artillery fire, there will be no big problem.
"Okay, Lao Tian, please wait a moment. We have collected the sentries and everyone will get in the car and take action."
After that, Zhang Sixing gave instructions to the officers present,
"Close the sentry and ask the soldiers to get on board."
"yes"
Everyone responded and acted according to the order. Zhang Sixing turned around and said tentatively,
"Old Tian, some soldiers in my army want to go home. I want to hand them over to you. Please make arrangements for them. I don't know if it is convenient or not."
Hearing Zhang Sixing's request, even the falling night could not stop his smile.
"No problem, no problem. The brothers who have returned from the battlefield should settle down well. If they really want to go home, we will pay them travel expenses."
No need to ask, you will know that this is our army's consistent policy at this time.
"Thank you very much. Our car has a lot of weapons and ammunition stolen from the Merchant Group of All Nations, er, the mercenaries in the public concession. As long as they can be used, I will leave them to you."