On the afternoon of the same day after receiving the retreat order from the 29th Army Command, Zhou Wen led the brothers of the mercenary group, took the wounded and set off on their way home.
Participating in the battle this time can be regarded as fulfilling one of his wishes as a time traveler. It is an honor for Zhou Wen to participate in the famous sword war in history.
The battle at Xifengkou was the first, and possibly the last, time for the mercenary group to participate in such a large-scale hand-to-hand combat. This type of tactics is very different from the mercenary group's usual tactics, and it is also very dangerous.
It is estimated that there will never be such an opportunity in the future.
But the brothers performed really well, and Zhou Wen was very satisfied.
You must know that hand-to-hand combat is very cruel, especially when the brothers of the mercenary group are fighting against many. It not only requires a good foundation of martial arts and fighting skills, but also a stable psychological quality and tenacity.
Spirit.
Zhou Wen knew that after experiencing such a cold weapon battle involving hundreds or thousands of people, the military and psychological qualities of these veteran members of the first team would become more mature. This was a rare opportunity to improve themselves.
However, the retreat orders from the Nanjing and Peking Military Commissions made Zhou Wen's joy and harvest of victory a little dull.
It also made him no longer in the mood to stay and attend the celebration banquet of the 29th Army.
Dozens of people went there on horseback, and it took more than an hour to arrive. When they came back, Gao Xiaoshan was being carried on a stretcher, and several team members with injured legs were sitting on horses and being led away, so they walked most of the way.
Genius returns to Lengkou.
Zhou Wen did not enter Jianchang Camp, but went directly to the logistics team's village.
At this time, Old Uncle Zhang brought Zuo Mingqing, Xiao Shui, Huang Dayou and Lei Dahai and a group of new team members to the entrance of the village. From a distance, he saw Zhou Wen and his team carrying stretchers, and some team members were wrapped in bandages.
, almost everyone had blood stains on their bodies, and they all felt a little bit in their hearts, so they hurriedly rushed forward.
Old Uncle Zhang was even more anxious and asked loudly as he ran: "Scholar, who is injured?" But he was very uneasy in his heart and kept praying to God to protect him from corpses on the stretcher.
You know, in the memory of old Uncle Zhang, since the incident with Wang Huzi and the others, none of the young team members from Dawangzhuang have died on the battlefield. The most serious one was the Anti-Japanese War in Songhu. Miao
Hua, Zhang Xiaoping and Xu Dacheng were injured by Japanese naval guns.
But that time, Zhou Wen almost lost his mind. He boarded a warship alone to blow up and sink the little devil's warship, and he almost didn't come back.
Don't let anyone break this time.
Just when I thought of this, I heard Zhou Wen say from afar: "It's Brother Shanzi."
When Uncle Zhang heard that something had happened in Gao Xiaoshan, his heart went cold, his feet felt weak, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Huang Dayou beside him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he was able to hold him up.
"Brother Shanzi is injured. He is no longer in danger. Let the brothers in the logistics team take him to the hospital as soon as possible."
Only then did Old Uncle Zhang regain his composure and complained: "I said you kid, why didn't you finish your words? I almost scared your old uncle to death."
Zhou Wen walked over with a smile and said, "It's not my fault that I scared you."
At this time, Zuo Mingqing had already led Xiao Shui and the other new team members into formation, and they all stood at attention and saluted Zhou Wen and the others.
Miaohua strode forward, looked up and down at the military posture and formation of these team members, returned the greeting solemnly, and then nodded: "Not bad, it seems you are not idle either."
After that, he turned to Huang Dayou and asked: "Dayou, tell me, how far have you reached in training?"
Huang Dayou hurried forward, respectfully handed a kettle to Miaohua with both hands, and said with a naive smile: "Master, please drink some water first."
When Miaohua heard this, she scolded her with a straight face: "Nonsense, what do you call a master in the army? Please report again."
"Yes!" Huang Dayou was frightened. He quickly stood up straight and said loudly: "Report to the chief instructor, Xiao Shui and I have completed the training of basic tactical movements, and the daily cross-country training has entered the second stage. These new
The team members have already started weapons handling training."
"Yes!" Miaohua nodded, took the kettle from Huang Dayou's hand, drank some water and said: "Don't disperse yet, just wait here, I will come over to check on your training in a while."
At this time, Old Uncle Zhang signaled to the dozen or so members of the logistics team who had been waiting nearby to swarm over and take the stretcher over. Those who led the horses and those who carried the stretchers all took over the wounded.
Only then did Old Uncle Zhang smell the smell of blood and stench on Zhou Wen and the others, and looked at the slightly embarrassed appearance of Zhou Wen and the others, and wondered if the battle with the 29th Army did not go well this time, and they were injured like this.
Multiple people.
But now there are too many team members, and they are a little hesitant to ask directly.
As for Lei Dahai and the other battle-hardened Volunteer Army soldiers, they could smell the pungent smell of Zhou Wen and the others from a long distance away, and felt awe-struck in their hearts. How many people had to be killed to be exposed to such a strong smell of blood?
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As soon as Zhou Wen saw the concerned eyes of Uncle Zhang and the surrounding support team members, he knew that the attire of these people had misunderstood them.
Also, after hearing the order to retreat, Zhou Wen felt a little upset, so he just cleaned it up at the 29th Army headquarters and led the team back. However, his body was covered with dirt and blood stains left behind after a full night of head-on fighting with the Japs.
.Everyone didn’t bring a change of clothes, so they just came back in dirty combat uniforms. They did look a little embarrassed.
Zhou Wen smiled and said loudly: "Old Uncle Zhang, brothers, we helped the 29th Army to win another great victory this time, and wiped out two thousand little Japs. These blood stains belong to the Japs."
Then he turned to Xu Dacheng and said: "Dacheng, come and tell Uncle Zhang and the brothers in the logistics team about our hand-to-hand battle with the Japs."
"Okay, Uncle Zhang, brothers, come here, come here, I'll tell you..."
"...Last night, it was dark and windy, and we couldn't see our fingers... We were all dressed in black, and with knives in our hands, we went to the Japanese positions..."
Seeing Xu Dacheng dancing and talking with foam flying everywhere, Zhou Wen almost laughed out loud.
This story-telling job is most suitable for Dacheng, who likes to show off his skills. He likes it too, doesn’t he?
Zhou Wen turned to Zhao Xiaojin and said: "Senior brother will escort Brother Shan Zi and the others to the hospital, and introduce the injury to Junior Brother Feng. You will have a meal in the hospital and then come back."
Zhao Xiaojin responded and said loudly: "Ming Yuan, Ming Xing, all of you brothers and sisters are coming with me."
Zuo Mingqing, who was in the team, couldn't look away after seeing his master and his brothers. But Zhao Xiaojin didn't even look at him, and the brothers didn't dare to come over and say hello to him.
Only the little clever ghost star secretly made a tell-it-later gesture to him.