Two hundred and fifty-eight chapters sweeping Shanxi (2)
When Mashiro Siwen saw that the negotiation was concluded, he asked the other Japanese soldiers to hand over their weapons. Only he kept the samurai sword. Zhao Gang gave up and let him hold it. Everyone came to the outside of the city together, and sure enough they saw a group of people approaching.
There was a stalemate between the soldiers in the county town and outside the city.
A neatly dressed Jinsui Army officer came out and pointed his riding whip at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and said, "What do you want to do? We came to take over the county under the order of Commander Yan of the Second War Zone. What do you mean? Do you want to destroy the unification?"
Resistance?"
"Ah ah ah, it stinks so much, it stinks so bad. Which of you pooped without wiping your buttocks? Let me smell the smell of shit. Where does it come from? Well, here...ah ah, who are you?
You didn't wipe your butt, did you? Why does it stink so much?" Li Long walked over to the Jinsui Army officer with a ruffian look on his face and said.
"Who are you? I am Zhang Guangbei, the commander of the 65th Division of the National Army. I came to take over this place under the order of Commander Yan." Zhang Guangbei looked at Li Long and said.
"I am Li Long, the commander of the new regiment of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army! So we are on the same level. I say Commander Zhang, you are not here when we are fighting with the little devils. We finally captured the county town, and you are coming to take over.
?Are you still shameless?" Li Long tilted his head and pointed back at the Japanese soldiers and Lieutenant Commander Mashiro who had put down their weapons and said with a smile.
Zhenbai Siwen responded tactfully in Chinese, "Yes, we surrendered to Commander Li. It is impossible for us to surrender twice in one battle. Therefore, the county seat should belong to Commander Li."
Zhang Guangbei's face was a little red. According to his character, he couldn't do such a thing, but military orders were hard to disobey. He said, "This is Commander Yan's order. All the National Army in the second theater should obey the order.
Don’t you, the Eighth Route Army, already think that you do not belong to the Second Theater Sequence? Soldiers have a bounden duty to obey orders. If you still consider yourself a member of the National Army, a member of the Second Theater Sequence, and a subordinate of Commander Yan,
Please obey the order and get out of the county!"
Li Long rolled his eyes a few times, rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Guangbei, look, it's like this, right? You are from the 65th Division, and I am from the 129th Division. Even if you give me an order from the 65th Division, I wouldn't dare."
Believe me, in this way, as long as my 129th Division gives me an order to evacuate, I will immediately give this place up. But if it is not a direct order from my 129th Division, then I'm sorry, the King of Heaven is here, and I, Li Long, dare to fight with him.
!”
As Li Long waved his hand, countless soldiers instantly appeared on the city wall, each holding a gun, and machine gun positions began to be deployed, and then they all loaded their guns and pointed them at Zhang Guangbei. Zhang Guangbei's troops also quickly loaded their guns and pointed them at the city wall, and the war was about to break out.
Zhang Guangbei looked at Li Long motionless. The two looked at each other. Zhang Guangbei laughed loudly, "Okay, that makes sense. Brother Li Long, I will remember you. Our mountains will remain green and our rivers will flow forever. See you later! Let's go.
!!”
Zhao Gang watched Zhang Guangbei leave and said to Li Long, "It seems that our matter with the Jinsui Army will not end so simply."
Li Long said nonchalantly, "I think this Zhang Guangbei is a man. When I talk about him, he blushes like an old woman. That, white little devil, you are good and can talk. As long as you are honest, I will give you
Your treatment as an officer...but don't regret it."
Zhenbai Siwen felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he could only nod in agreement.
--night
Zhenbai Siwen looked at the steamed buns and pickles in his hand, stood up angrily and said to the Eighth Route Army who was delivering the food, "I have agreed with you, Commander Li, that I want to be treated as an officer, why are you giving me these? Are you Chinese
Don’t all people keep their words?”
"Ah, ah, don't be angry? Let me see what's wrong?" Zhenbai Siwen knew it was Captain Li when he heard the tone of his voice. He said, "Look, it's all steamed buns and pickles! This is your officer.
..." Zhenbai Siwen looked at Li Long, who was holding a steamed bun similar to his own in one hand and a bowl of pickles in the other, and was suddenly speechless.
Li Long sighed and said, "Well, you little devil, you don't know. Our Eighth Route Army is suffering. We don't have much food money, and we can't pay military salary at every turn. No, it's just to make the soldiers work hard with us. We are all officers five days a day."
The pay for food is divided into ten cents for soldiers. You see, you are an officer, so naturally you get five cents. Oh, by the way, we won the battle today, so the soldiers still have rewards. Come, give them to our Japanese soldier friends.
of rice.”
Mashiro Siwen stared at the noodles and luncheon meat in his soldiers' bowls with dumbfounded eyes. Several soldiers turned over the noodles and found a quarter of a fried egg underneath.
"Come on, come on, we are officers, eat from us." Li Long said after taking a mouthful of steamed bread in anger.
Zhenbai's face turned pale and dark, and finally he suddenly smiled and said, "I admire you, I admire you. I never understood why your Eighth Route Army is so popular. Now I understand that you are more than just officers and soldiers. If I were a soldier, I would also follow you."
You Eighth Route Army, I am becoming more and more curious about the secrets of your Eighth Route Army. I hope to go to Yan'an to have a look. Is it okay?"
Seeing that Zhenbai was not angry, Li Long couldn't help but feel bored and said, "I'm really not kidding you. You don't know that during the Long March, not many of the squad leaders of the cooking class survived. They were all hungry."
Damn it, they are in charge of food. Others have entrusted their children and husbands to us. Naturally, we have to find ways to help them go home alive... Sorry, I remembered some things about the Long March. I will
I will send you to the division headquarters, and then someone will naturally send you to Yan'an. You surrendered voluntarily and are very valued. I also went down and asked, and it is true that the people have nothing bad to say about you, and you will not be judged."
Mashiro shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily true. In the eyes of some people, I am much scarier than those executioners."
Li Long looked at Mashiro, but he didn't understand. Mashiro raised his head and said, "Can you talk to me about your Eighth Route Army again? I want to know more about you. Of course, you don't have to talk about confidential matters."
Li Long said hoarsely, "I have never met a Japanese like you. I always thought that you Japanese are all bastards. I didn't expect that there are people like you."
Mashiro smiled and said, "Just like you Chinese have bandits and robbers and heroes, we Japanese also have good guys and bad guys. Although I am a member of the Japanese army, I don't agree with their indiscriminate killing and looting. It's too much."
That's vulgar, what's more important than doing business and making money?" As he spoke, Zhenbai's eyes lit up.
Li Long suddenly felt something wrong, as if the person in front of him was not a prisoner, but a human trafficker who wanted to sell him.
——Taiyuan
Taiyuan City was full of tension at this time. Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers walked through the streets and alleys from time to time. All shop doors were tightly closed. Once they saw Chinese people appearing on the streets, the Japanese and puppet soldiers immediately used spies as
These people were shot to death in the name of the city gate. From time to time, exhausted, ragged, and wounded Japanese soldiers walked into the city gate from the south. These were the Japanese soldiers who had finally escaped from the battlefield.
Tada Shun anxiously walked around the room, looking at the door from time to time. Finally, Ushijima walked in.
Tada Shun quickly asked, "How is it? Have you made a clear count? How many people are back?"
Ushijima sighed and said, "The cavalry, tanks, and planes of the Eighth Route Army pursued us all the way. Our people have all fled. Those who have returned now and the defenders mobilized from nearby are only six to seven thousand people. There are still a large number of people."
With so many wounded soldiers, it will be very difficult to defend Taiyuan!"
Shun Tada hammered the table and said anxiously, "We have evacuated close to 30,000 people. Why are there only this few now?"
Ushijima tilted his head and said with tears in his eyes, "We are in the wilderness without any cover, and we are no match for those cavalry and chariots. Those cavalry and chariots constantly penetrate and surround us, and then the infantry behind us catch up and encircle us. We continue to
They cut off their tails, and before they knew it, only these few people were left.”
Tada Shun shook his head and said, "Where is the Eighth Route Army?"
Yoshimoto Sadai pointed at the map and said, "We have arrived in Jinzhong. The Eighth Route Army's planes are constantly bombing our city defenses in Jinzhong, but the cavalry and chariots have not attacked. They are probably waiting for the arrival of the infantry."
At this time, a communications soldier walked in with a few pieces of paper and said, "Report, what was just dropped by the Eighth Route Army's plane, and what was brought back by soldiers from outside the city."
Tada Shun took it over and read it, and only saw that the first one was a surrender letter. The main idea was that the sins of the Japanese army were the sins of the emperor and the warlords, not the sins of the soldiers. As long as the soldiers surrendered with the surrender letter, not only would they not be harmed
, can also be protected, and can be released as long as they promise not to invade China again. All puppet troops can be treated as uprising as long as they revolt. If they kill the Japanese, they can also be credited with merit.
Tada Jun sneered. This is an old trick. Tada Jun is very confident in the loyalty of his soldiers. As for the puppet soldiers, he constantly used the cases of the Eighth Route Army to deal with traitors to intimidate them. He was confident that he still had a large army.
In the city, those puppet soldiers would never dare to resist at this time.
Then he looked at another piece of paper, and as he looked at it, his face became more and more blue, and finally he angrily crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and threw it to the ground.
Yoshimoto picked it up and looked at it, only to find that it was a price list. It said that if the common people provided effective information about the Japanese army's defeat, it would cost three yuan, a captured bullet would cost ten yuan, a rifle would cost ten yuan, and a machine gun would cost one hundred yuan.
Yuan, a grenade canister is 80 Yuan, a heavy machine gun is 200 Yuan, killing a Japanese (with a soldier's certificate) is 50 Yuan...
Yoshimoto Teiichi couldn't help but also turned blue. It seemed that the Eighth Route Army had distributed this price list to every corner of Shanxi. Now there are countless soldiers scattered in every corner of Shanxi due to the defeat. Originally, these people might not be able to come back. After all,
Not many ordinary Chinese people dare to provoke the Japanese soldiers, but now that this regulation has come out, I really can't imagine how many Japanese soldiers will be killed by the common people. Moreover, this note is written in two copies, one side is in Japanese and the other side is in Japanese.
Chinese. I am afraid that my soldiers will run away when they see a Chinese. This is to kill them all...
Shun Tada calmed down and said, "Where is Takeda? Where is he?"
Yoshimoto Sadai shook his head, and Ushijima said, "I saw him when I came here. He seemed to have gone to the wounded barracks."
Tada Shun patted his forehead and said, "Look at me, I even forgot to check on our injured warriors. Let's go and take a look too. While walking, let's think about what to do next!"
Arriving at the wounded soldier camp, Tada Shun saw Takeda Takeo squatting next to a wounded soldier, spitting out saliva from time to time, surrounded by many Japanese soldiers.
"What are you doing? Get out of my way!" Ushijima shouted. The Japanese soldiers looked back and saw that it was their generals. They quickly got out of the way. Tada Shun was surprised to find that these Japanese soldiers had tears in their eyes, and some of them clenched their fists.
, as if he wants to fight with others at any time.
At this time, Tada Shun was surprised to find that Takeda Takeo was sucking pus from the leg of an unconscious soldier. What was vomited out on the ground was blood and yellow pus.
"Okay, that's all. Come quickly and get water and medicine." Takeda Takeo stood up and said, and a soldier beside him quickly handed over what he wanted.
Only then did Takeda Yixiong realize that there were so many people around him. He smiled and said, "What's wrong? What are you all doing around here? Come and have a rest. We haven't reached the time to play yet. Huh? Your Excellency, Commander, what are you doing?"
Are you here too?"
Seeing that there was still blood on Takeda Takeo's teeth, Tada Shun couldn't help but said urgently, "Wash it with water quickly. Why are you doing this? Where is the nurse?"
Takeda Yixiong stopped Tada Shun and said, "We have too many wounded soldiers, and the nurses are simply too busy. Especially when they see such serious infection cases, doctors often amputate the limbs. After all, there are too many people, but as long as they are sucked out,
If the pus is treated with penicillin and taken good care of him, he can survive. When I came to China, I brought some penicillin with me because my teacher was afraid that I would have no medicine to use at the critical moment, so why not just use this now?
Are you on board?"
Ushijima looked at the soldier, patted Takeda Takeo hard and said, "Good boy, I was so moved that I cried. I have never seen an officer treat a soldier like this."
Takeda Takeo said solemnly, "Your Excellency, Commander, I heard that the Eighth Route Army officers and soldiers are one. Many times, the officers are hungry and let the soldiers eat, so the soldiers often work hard. Although our soldiers have the spirit of Bushido, they are like tight bows.
Now, whenever we encounter difficulties, our morale will be low. However, the Eighth Route Army was defeated all the way from Jiangxi to Shaanxi, and can quickly launch a new offensive. This is something we cannot do, and this is what we need to learn. We should forget ourselves
He is an officer, but he regards himself as the father and brother of these soldiers. He regards their suffering as his own suffering. I think that only in this way can the combat effectiveness of our soldiers be stimulated to the greatest extent."
After listening to Takeda Takeo's words, Tada Shun took a deep breath and said, "Takeda-kun, you really make me gain something new every day. You remind me of a general named Wu Qi in ancient China. You are very good."
, you will become a good general. Okay, come with me, let’s see the wounded soldiers, and then let’s talk about what’s next.”
Takeda Yixiong and Tada Shun left the wounded barracks after inspecting the condition of the wounded soldiers, and among the Japanese army, the nickname Xiao Wuqi slowly spread.