After a long time, Tiegang finally controlled his emotions. Look.
It wasn't until Tie stopped crying that Xu Rui patted his shoulder and said, "Gangzi, it's time to go."
Tiegang nodded when he heard this, but still said with some worry: "But the teacher's seat still has the remains of the military seat... The Japanese won't mess with their remains, right?"
Tiegang saw just now that the bodies of Zhang Zizhong and Xiang Tianhu had been carried away by the Japanese.
"No, the Japs really want to destroy the body of Zhang Junzuo and Brother Xiang, they just did it." Xu Rui said with certainty. This quality of the Japs is still worthy of praise. For the brave men who died in the battle, they still
Very respectfully, in history, after Zhang Zizhong died in battle, the Japanese gave him a generous burial.
Seeing that Tiegang was still a little worried, Xu Rui added: "If the Japanese really mess up Zhang Junzuo and Brother Xiang's body, we will find a way to get it back. The top priority now is to collect the defeated troops of the 180th Division.
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The 180th Division was ordered to cut off the rear and cover the retreat of the main force of the 59th Army. However, Xiang Tianhu did not gather the entire division together and defend in one place. Instead, he spread out all three main regiments and set up defenses layer by layer.
, there is actually only one guard battalion and one reconnaissance company beside him.
The guard battalion and reconnaissance company had basically followed Xiang Tianhu to death.
The three main regiments have been basically wiped out, but there are still many broken troops wandering outside. For the Nationalist Government, these broken troops may be a burden, because most of these broken troops are injured, and it will cost money just to treat them.
The cost is high, but for the independent brigade, these broken troops are the most precious resources.
"Let's go." Xu Rui patted Tiegang's shoulder and said, "Based on the battlefield analysis, the 180th Division's final breakout direction should be the northeast. Although Brother Xiang died for his country, there must be many brothers who have already broken through.
Go out, let's search all the way to the northeast and gather all these brothers."
"Yeah." Tiegang nodded and stood up.
"Let's go." Xu Rui waved his hand, and the ten members of the special operations team quickly disappeared into the thin morning light. The Japanese who were cleaning the battlefield not far away did not even notice that less than a kilometer away from them, there was a
A small Chinese force lurked and took down one of their guard posts.
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Passing through a sparse forest, the gurgling sound of a stream suddenly came from ahead.
Hearing the gurgling sound of the stream, Mo Zichen suddenly became energetic. He had not had a sip of water for more than ten hours since last night when he broke out separately. However, the fighting never stopped for a moment.
At this moment, his throat felt like smoke, and he was extremely thirsty.
Mo Zichen immediately stood up, ready to go and have a drink.
However, as soon as Mo Zichen stood up, he immediately froze there again.
Because, less than ten steps away from Mo Zichen, there were two Japs standing!
The two Japanese soldiers were holding several dark green water bottles in their hands. Their faces and military uniforms were stained with water. They had obviously just returned from fetching water from the creek, but they met Mo Zichen unexpectedly on the way.
After a moment of daze, Mo Zichen was the first to react. He raised his hand fiercely, and a cold light shot out from the palm of his hand, but it was a money dart.
Before Mo Zichen joined the army, he was a famous swordsman in Guanzhong. He was good at using hidden weapons, especially the money dart.
Mo Zichen's money darts are specially made by blacksmiths. Each money dart is five centimeters in diameter and two millimeters thick. The edges are filed into teeth with a file and sharpened. After the money dart is thrown out,
, will rotate rapidly and can easily cut through human skin, flesh, and even bones.
Mo Zichen was the first to react, and as soon as he waved his hand, a money dart appeared.
The money dart rotated rapidly and passed through the side of the neck of the Japs in front, severing the common carotid artery. The Japs immediately covered the wound and slowly fell to the ground. The other Japs took advantage of this short moment to also
Finally reacting, he shook his hands and threw away the kettle filled with water. He wanted to raise his gun and shouted: "Chinese..."
"Damn it!" Mo Zichen quickly fired the second money dart, but he still didn't have time to stop the Japs. The Japs shouted out the Chinese characters for three characters before being hit in the face by the money darts, and then fell to the ground screaming.
, Mo Zichen quickly stepped forward and kicked the devil's neck with a click, breaking his neck bones.
The screams of the second Japanese soldier suddenly stopped, but it was a little late.
Because the prisoner's screams had already alerted the resting prisoners nearby.
A dozen or so Japs shouted and rushed out of a small forest not far away. After seeing Mo Zichen, the dozen or so Japs immediately chased after him with bayonets in hand.
Mo Zichen ran away, the wind blowing loudly.
However, Mo Zichen played and ran all night last night. He was really exhausted. Not only was he thirsty, but his legs were as heavy as lead. So no matter how much he ran, he could never get rid of the little boy behind him.
Japs, Mo Zichen thought, if he keeps running like this he will eventually die from exhaustion, so he might as well fight to the death with the Japs.
Mo Zichen gritted his teeth and was about to turn around and fight the Japanese, when the grass in front suddenly stood up.
"Juni dad." Mo Zichen was shocked. Without thinking, he threw away his hand and hit him with another money dart.
Then it wasn't until the money escort took action that Mo Zichen realized that the man in front of him was not a Japanese. He was clearly wearing a military uniform and should be from a friendly army. He didn't know which army he was from.
"Quick move..." Mo Zichen quickly shouted, signaling for the other party to get away.
Fortunately, before Mo Zichen could say anything, the man in front of him just made a casual move, and the money dart thrown by Mo Zichen flew close to the side of his neck, not even his fur was touched.
Injured, Mo Zichen immediately froze for a moment and said, "Dad, this man is so fast. He was able to dodge his own hidden weapon at such a close distance."
With just this moment of confusion, the dozen or so Japs behind him caught up with him.
Mo Zichen woke up from a dream and hid behind a rock next to him. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the man just stood there without moving, so he quickly reminded him: "Hey, this brother, a Japanese."
I'm catching up with you, so hide quickly, the little devil's shooting skills are not something you can boast about, so be careful and save your life."
"But there's no need for it." The man said calmly, "The little Japs' shooting skills are indeed good, but how can a dead Japs still be able to shoot?"
"Dead Japs?" Mo Zichen was stunned again when he heard this.
What do you mean by this? Those dozen or so Japs have chased him all the way. Does he still know whether they are dead or alive?
However, when Mo Zichen turned to look in the direction he came from, his eyes suddenly widened.
Baby, is this true? Aren't you blinded? In less than a moment, the Japanese who had just chased him all the way, chasing him like a lost dog, were all killed?
They were really killed. Seven or eight "savages" wearing thatch and branches were holding shining bayonets and stabbing more than a dozen Japanese. When the bayonets were inserted into their bodies, some of the Japanese could still grunt.
Mo Zichen's facial muscles began to twitch involuntarily when he heard the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the skin and flesh tissue.
Who are these people? They all look like savages, and they came out of nowhere?
Until a familiar voice appeared, Mo Zichen's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted: "Gangzi?!"
Seeing Mo Zichen, Tiegang was also overjoyed and also shouted: "Old Mo? Why is it you?!"
"Why can't it be me?!" Meeting Tiegang at such a juncture, Mo Zichen was excited and sad at the same time. After the surprise, he immediately sighed and said, "Gangzi, our 180th Division is finished. All the troops are gone."
They were scattered, and I don’t know where the military and division commanders went, and I don’t know if they broke out.”
Tiegang sighed: "Old Mo, the military commander and the master commander have already died for the country. I saw it with my own eyes."
"What are you talking about?" Mo Zichen's eyes widened when he heard this, and he grabbed Tiegang's collar.
After a long while, Mo Zichen let out a long sigh and let go of Tiegang's clothes, and said sadly: "Now our 180th Division is really finished. Our 180th Division was originally adopted by our stepmother, and no one cares about it now.
Even if we gather the brothers who broke out, we may not be able to restore our numbers."
Tiegang said: "Old Mo, we are not going back to the 1st Army Group."
After saying that, Tiegang took out the telegram Xiang Tianhu gave him and handed it to Mo Zichen.
Mo Zichen read the telegram in silence, but did not express his position immediately.
Tiegang introduced Xu Rui: "Brother Xu Rui, this Mo Zichen is the commander of the reconnaissance company directly under our 180th Division. He was a famous swordsman in Guanzhong in his early years."
"Captain Mo." Hearing that Mo Zichen was once a swordsman, Xu Rui clasped his fists and bowed.
The so-called swordsman is actually a killer who makes a living by taking people's money and eliminating disasters for them.
Tiegang introduced Xu Rui to Mo Zichen: "Old Mo, this is brother Xu Rui."
"Are you Chief Xu?" Mo Zichen stared at Xu Rui and said relieved, "Let me just say, there are not many people in this world who can escape my money escort, Mo Zichen, but Chief Xu can definitely do it."
Because he delivered supplies twice, Xu Rui has long been a good friend in the 180th Division. Almost every officer and soldier knows him, but they may not be able to recognize him. However, most officers above the company level know Xu Rui. Mo Zichen is
Because I was outside both times, I had never seen Xu Rui, otherwise I would have recognized him just now.
Xu Rui asked: "Captain Mo, are there any other brothers nearby?"
"I don't know." Mo Zichen shook his head and said sadly, "Last night, I was ordered to lead a platoon to clear the way. As a result, I was attacked by little Japs one after another, and the troops were all scattered. I wanted to go back and find the master.
I don’t know where the teacher went, but he ended up here in a mess, and I don’t know what happened to the other troops, oh by the way..."
After thinking for a moment, Mo Zichen said again: "There seemed to be gunfire in the southeast just now."
"There are gunshots in the southeast? That must be the troops of our 180th Division." Tiegang turned back to look at Xu Rui. Xu Rui waved back, and the members of the special operations team immediately disappeared into the forest.
