Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 181 Farewell!
Isn't that a treasure?
When Tang Dao saw the items loaded in the Japanese truck, he couldn't help feeling dizzy.

Blissful vertigo.

The two vehicles are full of shells and bullets. There are 75 mountain guns, 70 infantry guns, and 37mm rapid-fire guns. There are piles of shell boxes full, at least 500 rounds of various shells. There are roughly [-] rounds of ammunition for various machine rifles.

But this is by no means the reason why even Tang Dao was dazzled.

What is really exciting is the artillery and heavy machine guns.

One of the tarpaulin-wrapped trucks contained four new infantry guns, three 37mm rapid-fire guns, 92 18 heavy machine guns, and 32 grenade launchers.

This is completely supplementary heavy equipment for an infantry regiment!

Tang Dao guessed wrong.

This is not supplementary equipment for the infantry wing level, but part of the supplementary equipment for the entire 16th division.

Before going to battle, each division of the Japanese army will leave a brigade-level heavy equipment to supplement the battlefield.This logistics team happened to transport heavy equipment to the entire division. Fortunately, their transport capacity was limited, and they only transported about one-third of it. If they transported all of them, they were robbed by Tang Dao. The head of a lieutenant general's division can be pissed to death.

Four trucks were used for all kinds of heavy equipment and ammunition, and three trucks transported grain and canned beef, and the rest were some hemostatic first aid kits, cotton coats and some daily necessities, which were all good things anyway.

But the most surprising thing was that a temporary new field radio station was discovered, which should have been sent to the front line, otherwise a logistics team would not be qualified to equip this precious thing.

"Unfortunately, no one will use this thing. Even if they can use it, it will be useless without a code book." Lei Xiong sighed regretfully looking at the field radio station that was turned on by Tang Dao.

If the field radio could be used, of course he most wanted to contact the lieutenant colonel and at least tell him that he and others were out of trouble.

He could completely imagine the back of the lieutenant colonel waiting anxiously in the concession.

"Report to Chief Lei, I will use the field radio." Arya bravely stood up.

As one of the backup communications soldiers of the regiment headquarters, Erya was dispatched by the regiment headquarters communications platoon to train for half a month before the war, and mastered the technique of using field radio.

"That's it." Before Erya finished speaking, her eyes lit up.

Tang Dao smiled and took out a small notebook from his arms and shook it at him.

It was the communication code book of the 524 regiment, which was specially handed over to Tang Dao before the lieutenant colonel left the warehouse.

Originally, what he meant was that if Tang Dao, who has superhuman skills, finds an opportunity to leave once the concession is armed and detains the whole camp, then he can still keep in touch with him through this password, which is also a trick he left behind, but he didn’t Thinking that Tang Dao was more daring than he thought, he directly led more than 100 people to refuse the military order from the upper-level to fight to the death and not enter the concession.

Just as Lei Xiong thought, the lieutenant colonel in the barracks in the concession did not fall asleep at this time, the pitiful regiment headquarters was only about ten square meters, and the ground was full of cigarette butts.

The correspondent took turns guarding the field radio station whose power supply had been restored, but he hadn't closed his eyes for three days and nights, but he was only forty, and his temples were already covered with gray.

Just as Tang Dao predicted, the Westerners shamelessly broke the contract. The nearly 300 people who were evacuated to the concession were locked up in the abandoned barracks with live ammunition by the garrison of the concession. Don't let go.

The main reason is that the loss of the Japanese in the Sixing Warehouse was too painful. Not only was an infantry regiment completely disabled, but even the captain of the regiment and the flag of the regiment were buried in the steel ruins by the Chinese.

Matsui Iwane, the commander of the Songhu Expeditionary Army, directly telegraphed the concession. If the concession released a Chinese soldier who participated in the battle and returned to China, they would enter the concession with armed forces and hunt down the rest.

Chen Bing hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers in Songhu is naturally qualified to say so. The concession side does not want to offend the powerful Japanese for the sake of a declining China, so naturally they can only sacrifice 300 Chinese soldiers.

But this is not the real reason why the lieutenant colonel instantly aged ten years.

He was worried about Tang Dao Lei Xiong and others, and was waiting for their news.

Even if everyone thinks that more than 100 people are finished, he doesn't think so, he believes that Tang Dao will be able to escape with those people.

Moreover, he believed even more that Tang Dao, who had the codebook of the message, would find a way to contact him. Even if there was no news for three consecutive days and nights, he did not give up waiting.

Finally, he received the long-awaited answer.

The beeping of the radio station sounded, and the communication squad leader, with tears in his eyes full of expectation, handed him the translation of the telegram, although there were only two words: get out of trouble!

"Okay, it's really good. Ask them, where are they?" Yang Ruifu, who had been promoted to the deputy of the regiment, couldn't suppress the joyful voice.

"No, their time is limited, we can't waste their time." Xie Jinyuan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, looked at his watch, and quickly turned his attention to the Songhu combat map that had been laid on the table.

After 1 minutes, he quickly ordered: "Tell them for me, no matter where they are, as long as they are still in the Japanese-occupied area, quickly leave and go west. There is the main force of our army. I will contact the relevant troops to respond to them."

After receiving the telegram from Erya, Tang Dao smiled, this was exactly the answer he wanted, otherwise, it would be a complete injustice for him to be killed by a hail of bullets from his own people while leaving the Japanese-occupied area.

A few minutes ago, Su Huikai returned with a few people.

It's also good news.

The gunfire of the Nanbu pistol did not alarm the Japanese army 1000 meters away.

Perhaps just one gunshot is too normal for the battlefield, and it is in the rear of their own. The Japanese army has not yet underestimated themselves to the point where they will work hard when they hear a gunshot, or maybe the gunshot sounds extremely harsh when it is in place. It dissipated in the autumn wind without spreading 1000 meters away, who knows!

Anyway, so far, everything is normal.

Everyone started to change their clothes after Su Hui came back.

Among the items transported by the military supply team was a batch of winter clothing for the Japanese army, which just saved the big guys from having to pick up the bloody military uniforms on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.

Before leaving, everyone took turns going to the tunnel to bid farewell to the bodies of the brothers who died in battle wrapped in white cloth.

The remains of all the sacrificed soldiers in the warehouse were in that dark room, and they could only be parked in it without excavation because they were afraid of alarming the Japanese army.

Without extra words, stand at attention and salute!
This is farewell, but also farewell!
There is no time to see each other in this trip!

Because no one knows if they have a chance to come back here alive.

"Brother, I will come back to pick you up!" Leng Feng gently caressed his younger brother's icy face, whispering.

Stand up, like all farewell soldiers, stand at attention, salute, turn around and leave without looking back.

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Tang Dao planned to drag away all the 10 trucks plus supplies here, but a question that came to his mind almost made him desperate.

Is he too idealistic?
Now is the Republic of China, not the era when cars will run everywhere in the future. Not to mention that no one in a hundred people can drive a car. Many people have never seen a car in their entire lives.

But what surprised Tang Dao was that he underestimated these seniors who were supposed to be scumbags.

The 88th Division, as the Royal Forest Army that the big man values ​​most, is not only equipped with all-German weapons, but also uses German instructors for its daily military training. The unique rigor of the Germans makes them extremely dislike soldiers who only shoot guns To get rid of the scum, I think the soldier should be the strongest profession, and I have to know a little bit about everything.

There may be insufficient equipment for large-scale training, but it is still possible to set up a training team. Driving training is one of the training contents of the training team.

Key officers like Lei Xiong, Cheng Tieshou, and Leng Feng have driven cars and trucks, and some sergeants who have served in the army for more than five years can also drive trucks and three-wheeled motorcycles.

Therefore, it may be impossible for one hundred people here to drive like in the next 90 years, but it is still possible to find ten people who can drive trucks, that is, the driving skills are not good, and they can barely drive away.

Lei Xiong, Leng Feng, and Cheng Tieshou are also one of the ten drivers who can drive.

I got a three-wheeled motorcycle to lead the way, and the first four of the ten trucks removed part of the useless baggage to stand on. Each truck has an infantry squad, and the rest have about 6 people in each truck. A 92-weight machine gun is mounted on the front of the truck. .

The several wounded were all placed in the back of the car that had been covered with a tarpaulin.

All combatants are armed with [-]-style rifles, which is undoubtedly the Japanese army, but in fact, the submachine guns and shell guns are hidden within easy reach of their feet. Siege.

Tang Dao was sitting in the co-pilot of the first car, and Gu Xishui, a kid from a rich family who raised his hand and announced that he could drive a car, acted as his driver.

Being selected by Tang Dao as the driver of the lead car, Gu Xishui was both excited and scared, excited about the trust of the supreme commander in him, but also afraid that he would make a mistake.

The truck is not the family car he used to be familiar with. The road here has been baptized by war, and there are shell craters everywhere. Not to get stuck in the car.

Tang Dao heard Leng Feng's introduction of Gu Xishui's information, and was very interested in this young man who had a wealth of money and had read a lot of books. He asked him to be his driver, and naturally observed his performance closely.

Gu Xishui's ability to adapt is extremely strong. From the beginning of the road, he was cautious, and after driving for two or three kilometers, he has already confidently controlled the steering wheel in his hand.Tang Dao gave him a high score just because of his extremely strong psychological quality.

However, this is just pediatrics, and there are more important hurdles waiting for him.

The lights not far ahead have already indicated that the first Japanese checkpoint is about to arrive.

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