Yang Xiaoshan was sitting in a corner, holding the veteran squad leader's pipe in his hand, smoking silently. The tobacco was the kind of rustic tobacco that the old squad leader carried in his backpack, and the smoke was a bit choking.
The eyes of several soldiers around him were a little wet.
As the only remaining sergeant of the 7th Infantry Squadron, Yang Xiaoshan, who returned to his own position with the veteran squad leader on his back, was immediately appointed as the new squad leader by the company commander Yang Songlin. However, there were only six people in the infantry squad including Yang Xiaoshan.
The only two people who can be called veterans are Yang Xiaoshan and Ma Mian. The other four were just replenished from the supply camp in the morning.
Company Commander Yang Songlin has promised Yang Xiaoshan that he will replenish at least four more soldiers tonight. Yang Xiaoshan knows that those will be four young men from Songjiang who were ordinary people yesterday, and now the company commander can replenish them.
There will not be more than 20 "baggage soldiers". There are still six people in their infantry squads, and some infantry squads even have only two or three left. At least they have to mix veterans and recruits who have only seen the battlefield for one day to a one-to-one ratio.
Proportion matters, otherwise the position will collapse before a few rounds of gunfire have been fired.
Trying hard to sweep away the sadness of the sacrifices of the veteran squad leader, Erdan, Heipi and others, Yang Xiaoshan understood that what he had to do now was not to cry, but how to continue to lead his five brothers and the four newly joined
Let's live on as brothers, live on the battlefield where the sun rises.
When the squad leader resolutely raised his bayonet and killed himself, didn't he just want them to continue to live?
"Brothers..." Yang Xiaoshan put down his pipe and was about to speak.
"Emergency search, brothers of the 43rd Army, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but Xueyuan cannot refuse the request of a mother. She hopes to know the news of her youngest son Yang Silang. Please have any brothers who know the news of Yang Silang,
Even if he has died in battle, please report his news to the military headquarters. Xueyuan is extremely grateful!" Liu Xueyuan's voice, which seemed a little urgent but lowered his voice, suddenly came from the broadcast in the underground pipe.
Yang Xiaoshan's body stiffened suddenly, and after a few seconds, he pretended to look at the soldiers around him as if nothing had happened, and asked softly: "What does this mean? To find someone, does the military department need to come forward?"
And you’re still on the battlefield, so you’re not afraid of other people’s thoughts?”
Obviously, no matter what the reason, from the perspective of an ordinary soldier like Yang Xiaoshan, this is a bit of an abuse of privilege.
"No, no, Shanzi, you have been at the position all day and have not returned to repair the pipes. Maybe you don't know." The pockmarked face who was most familiar with Yang Xiaoshan shook his head slightly, "This is the second time I heard Reporter Liu use the radio today to find someone."
It was a request from Commander Liu of the Independent Regiment of the 23rd Group Army. It seemed that he met the mother of that guy named Yang Silang on the way to aid Songjiang. Oh my god! I walked here from Sichuan Province and didn’t know that the old lady was leaving.
Yes! I must have suffered a lot. I don’t know if that guy named Yang Silang is still alive, hey~~~"
There was worry and a little envy on the pockmarked face as he explained to Yang Xiaoshan, but there was no dissatisfaction. These are all young people. Maybe not everyone is qualified to be called husband and father, but everyone is a son and has a mother.
, knowing that there is such a mother who has traveled thousands of miles to find her son, they are more just envious, and even worried that the mother heard the news that her son died in the war.
Even after searching for so long and not finding it, I'm afraid the chance of dying in battle is already greater than 80%.
"Oh! That's it!" Yang Xiaoshan pretended to be enlightened and lowered his head. No one saw the tears that suddenly welled up in his eyes by lowering his head to hide it.
No one can remain emotionally stable when hearing that his mother traveled thousands of miles to look for him, even if he is a steel-like warrior, even if he has wiped away his tears when he carried his fallen comrade on his back.
Yes, Yang Xiaoshan is Yang Silang. When he sneaked into the 43rd Army to join the army, he was afraid that his mother would find out, so he changed his name on purpose. This also led Liu Lang to confirm that Yang Silang was joining the 43rd Army but could never find him.
reason.
"I went to the company commander to ask for new recruits, but they haven't been assigned for so long! Just wait for me." Yang Xiaoshan lowered his head for a while and ordered in a hoarse voice.
"You are a fairy, why should you change your name to me! Do you know that the entire Sichuan Army has been searched by Commander Liu of the Independent Regiment in order to find you?" He was worrying about how to cause losses to his subordinates.
Yang Songlin, who was replenishing the infantry squad after a heavy disaster, almost jumped up when he heard the report of Yang Xiaoshan who found him alone. "Let's go, let's go, follow me to the regiment headquarters. I finally found you little melon."
When he heard that Yang Silang was under his command and was still alive, Xie Guji, who had strict and even cruel military orders during the war, was very happy and ordered Yang Songlin on the spot to take Yang Xiaoshan to the military headquarters in person.
Yang Xiaoshan and Yang Songlin did not see the deep sadness flashing in their captain's eyes when they left. Those who are qualified to know the real reason why they searched the entire army to find Yang Silang, an ordinary soldier, are only limited to
The level of group leader.
A family of five men, four of whom had been killed on the Songhu battlefield, were the only one left. Even Xie Guji, who had decided to fight to the death of the whole regiment in Songjiang, also hoped that this soldier under his command could
Alive, giving him a little hope for the mother who came all the way to look for her sons.
I don’t know if Xie Guji thought of his mother when he saw off the soldiers. He also didn’t know that since he led his troops on the expedition, his old mother spent most of the day sitting on the bed.
At the end of the village, I was holding my shoe soles while looking into the distance, hoping to be the first to see my son return home.
But it is destined that for millions or even tens of millions of mothers, it can only be the biggest tragedy in their lives. Throughout their lives, the burly figure of their sons can only stay in dreams, even more than a third of them
I couldn't wait for any news about my son.
Sons carrying guns and going to the battlefield to protect their mothers, like the wind, disappeared silently without leaving a trace.
It was the saddest time for mothers, and the greatest time for a nation.
It’s just that everyone in it doesn’t know that they are using their own flesh and blood and their mother’s sorrow to create this great era.
Their monuments are destined to shine in the hearts of future generations forever.
It was not the first time for Yang Songlin and Yang Xiaoshan to see the Lieutenant General of the Army, but it was definitely the first time to see the Army Commander return the military salute to them in a very solemn and solemn manner, in the small radio station of the temporary military headquarters building.
In the room, in front of that beautiful and incomparable war reporter.
This left the two of them at a loss.
But what made the two people even more confused was the next military order from the Army Lieutenant General: "I order Yang Silang to be immediately transferred to the military headquarters to serve as a member of our guard platoon!"
Both of them were dumbfounded. They came to the military headquarters. One just wanted to tell his mother that he was still alive through the military headquarters, and the other just came to see off his new infantry squad leader who had performed extremely well, but they didn't expect this.
As soon as you give it away, the people will be gone.
Even as they looked at each other, Lieutenant Yang Songlin was the more courageous: "Commander, my infantry company only has dozens of people now, and Xiaoshan is the most capable squad leader under my command..."
"You are an immortal, can you fight? Can you fight five of them? I will exchange with you. I will give you five more soldiers and give him one." The Army Lieutenant General glanced at the timid little company commander.
"Xiaoshan killed 14 Japs today and captured a Japs lieutenant..." Yang Songlin's ruthlessness was getting worse at this moment, and he lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"Five veterans!" The Army Lieutenant General glared at the young lieutenant who dared to bargain with him, but he still offered his own price.
"Thank you, military commander, for your understanding!" Yang Songlin immediately stood at attention and raised his hand in salute.
Yang Songlin naturally accepted such an unexpected arrangement with joy. Although he did not know the reason why Yang Xiaoshan was directly transferred to the military headquarters as a guard, the military commander had already issued a military order that could not be changed, not to mention the exchange of five veterans for Yang Xiaoshan.
One, in terms of quantity, Yang Songlin definitely took advantage. If he didn't give in, he would be a fool.
But for Yang Xiaoshan, it was hard to accept. He was a leading soldier. On such an occasion, even his company commander was not qualified to speak and could only listen obediently. But he was also a soldier, and suddenly he had no choice but to leave the front line.
Transferring to Songjiang's rearmost military headquarters without warning is equivalent to deserting.
Yes, he wanted to live and get out of this battlefield alive, especially after hearing the news about his mother, but that didn't mean he wanted to live like this.
"I refuse, company commander, army commander, I want to return to my position, and there are five brothers waiting for me." Yang Xiaoshan pursed his lips, stood upright, and replied stubbornly after the "deal" between the two officers was reached.
"You're a melon. The military orders are like mountains. You have a say here and there!" Yang Songlin quickly glared at the soldier under his command and looked at the Army Lieutenant General with saliva: "Sir, this melon's head was knocked unconscious from the battle."
Already."
The army commander ordered that he, a small company commander, might be able to bargain without leaving a trace by taking advantage of the special situation during the war, but that didn't mean that a big-headed soldier blatantly refused and treated the words of a dignified army lieutenant general as farts? He was like this
Of course, he was justifying and interceding for his soldier's disobedience to military orders.
But to their surprise, the Army Lieutenant General did not get angry as expected. Instead, he had a slight bitterness on his face, and his eyes were not as sharp as before. Instead, he looked at the stubborn soldiers with a bit of gentleness.
.
"If I don't give you a convincing reason, are you unwilling to leave the front line?" The Army Lieutenant General sighed softly.
Yang Xiaoshan did not speak this time.
However, his tightly pursed lips spoke volumes about his attitude.
"Okay, very good! You are worthy of being a soldier of our 43rd Army!" The Army Lieutenant General suddenly laughed loudly, with pride and a touch of sadness in his eyes. He turned his eyes to Liu Xueyuan, who was standing quietly aside.
Sighing slightly: "Then let Reporter Liu tell you why you should be transferred to the military headquarters! As a military commander and a fellow Sichuan Province citizen, I hope you can accept the military orders from the military headquarters."