My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 5 The Return of "Soul" and Zhang Milong

The routed soldiers of the Sichuan Army Corps in the courtyard are still chattering loudly.

"What are these people calling us here for?"

"I said, look at this leader is real or fake."

"I don't think it's fake, you look at his sidekick, the gun in his hand is really beautiful."

"Li Erwa, don't tell me, last time there was a turtle son who came to be the battalion commander and asked me to fight with him. As a result, a few words were cheated out by the brains. The turtle son later Beaten badly"

"That grandson of the turtle, he looks like a thief, how can he look like an official, look at this officer, he is tall and handsome, his clothes and shoes are also new, his style is the same as our former regiment commander, no, I Why does it feel more like an official than our former team leader?"

Li Erwa retorted
"You turtle will also look at each other."

"You don't look at other people's good-looking, you're guilty of spring."

"Ha ha…"

Li Erwa's face flushed with anger: "Put your mother's fart, you will be stunned by these gangsters, then you will know the truth and the fake."

"Eh, don't say it, don't say it, they're back"

Almost all of them have 7.8 medium-sized rifles and boxes of bullets in their hands. Everyone watched them move back and forth several times, and even a machine gun and several submachine guns. !
In addition to weapons and ammunition, there were even bundles of brand-new military uniforms and helmets... After a while, the courtyard was neatly filled with all kinds of weapons and equipment.

The defeated soldiers were silent for a moment, and they were stunned by this scene. What is the situation? Wasn't the Sichuan Legion scattered, why is it so wide?

At this time, Liao Mingyu walked in without saying a word, his sharp eyes swept over everyone one by one.Everyone couldn't help being shocked by his powerful aura.They just stared at each other for 2 minutes, and everyone felt guilty when he saw them.They all avoided his gaze.

"Introduce myself, my name is Liao Mingyu, and I'm the new head of your Sichuan Army!"

"I won't say much about the pretty things, I just want to ask you a question, aren't your motherfuckers a man!?"

...the people are silent

"answer me!"

"~Yes" A feeble voice came from everyone's mouth.

"It's a fart! It's soft like a bitch" Liao Mingyu yelled loudly, "I received an order to go up the peak, and after 20 days, I will take you to MD to kill the little devils, you bear-like, go over there. Can you kill the little devil?!"

"I'm afraid the little devils will kill you, right?" Liao Mingyu sneered.

"After so many years of fighting, you have also run for so many years, don't you want to continue to run like a coward in the days to come?! When I returned to my hometown, I was stabbed in the spine by the neighbors and said: Look, this is it. Help the unpromising soft eggs flee from the north to the south, lose the Northeast, lose the North, lose the Jiangnan, and lose half of China's entire country along the way!"

After some soul torture, everyone bowed their heads in shame, including Meng Fan's cadres.

Yes, they are running all the way, no matter whether they can win or not, as long as someone runs, they will run together, one will take ten, and ten will take a hundred.Sometimes even two or three little devils can chase a company of soldiers everywhere. This is really the sadness of Chinese soldiers.

Milong looked sad and closed his eyes tightly. He couldn't forget that on the ancestral grave of his hometown in the northeast, there was still a small devil's fort.

"If you can't be a soldier, do you want the common people to join? If one day the war burns to your hometown, and other friendly troops flee without firing a shot, what will happen to your family?"

"Do you want the little devil to kill your brothers? Bully your parents? Defile your wives and daughters? In the end, do you still build a cannon on your ancestral graves?!"

Milong clenched his fists tightly, his teeth rattling.Staring at Liao Mingyu angrily.

The defeated soldiers were also full of grief and indignation.They also hate, hate their own indisputable, but also hate the country's poor and weak.

"You are angry? Very well, at least your remaining blood has not been thrown away!"

Liao Mingyu picked up a Zhongzheng rifle at random, and pressed 5 bullets into it without aiming. With a "touch", the tile decoration on the roof shattered. The hammock of Milong was just under the eaves, and those who fell down The shards smashed the boy all over.

"Medium official rifle, 7.92 caliber, its power is much more powerful than the little devil's [-] big cover, small eyes go in and big eyes go out, one shot is a big hole. Only the good guns equipped by the Central Army are comparable to those old seven or nine. Rifles are much stronger."

Then Liao Mingyu picked up Thomson again and fired another shot at the roof.

"嘚嘚嘚嘚..." The tiles were smashed to pieces, Milong held his head in his hands, and was drenched in a shower of tiles... The powerful firepower made everyone stunned.

"Thomson submachine gun, this shuttle can be beaten to a pulp!"

Immediately afterwards, he brought up the Czech style and aimed at the roof, "chuchu chu..."

Milong is about to cry, so don't play like this.Lao Tzu provoked you to mess with you.Needless to say, the falling tiles were about to bury him alive.

"Czech style, you are all familiar with it. Don't you be too much better than the little devil?"

"And these new military uniforms, new shoes, I can give you the best supplies! But I! I have a request, go there, be a real man, don't humiliate this Chinese military uniform!"

Everyone listened carefully to Liao Mingyu's words, they were thoughtful, and felt that their confused and empty hearts seemed to have found new hope at this moment.

"I, Liao Mingyu, can't do anything else, I will kill the devils. I won't just let you die like those officials, but as long as I'm still at the forefront, you have to follow me. You recognize me as the head of the regiment. , you are the brothers of my Liao Mingyu, as long as I still breathe! After this battle, I will take you home!"

"Now, tell me, do you want to win the battle!?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want to go home!?"

"think!!"

"Are you goddamn a man!!?"

"Yes Yes Yes!!!"

The blood in the bones of the defeated soldiers boiled, and they shouted in unison.At this moment, their expressions were solemn. This was a moment they could remember for the rest of their lives. Their "soul" was called back by Liao Mingyu.

No one wants to be a deserter, but if a capable leader can lead them to victory, neither will they.Originally, they were all strong-blooded men, but they were defeated again and again, drenching their blood.

Meng Fan looked at their young head with a complicated look.

I really admire him. In just a few words, he managed to cure this group of defeated soldiers who almost forgot their surnames. Maybe, only by following him can I regain the original intention that was left behind...

Liao Mingyu sat in front of the table, picked up a pen and paper: "Now start ordering troops and report your name and position! After the report, I will get a gun and clothes."

"Meng is annoying, you come first."

"Hey, Li Sifu, Sichuan Army Corps, Corporal of the Second Heavy Gun Company"

"Name, Deng Bao, a native of Hunan, who has played Xiaodongyang before going to school, hehe, [-]th Infantry Company, First Class."

"You didn't lose your gun?" Liao Mingyu asked curiously, seeing that Bu Lai was still carrying a rifle.

"Sir, there are people with guns." Bu Lai gave a gun salute again and laughed.

This gun was originally pawned by him. In order to get it back, he did not hesitate to play a rogue and stabbed his nose, forcing the pawnshop shopkeeper to return it to him.

"My name is Ma Daji (Zhi), I participated in the Battle of Xuzhou and was a corporal of the Third Company of the 9th Regiment of the Guangdong Army."

"My name is Gu Maimai, I am 19 years old, I have fought in wars, I went to school, and I am a first-class soldier in the new 51st Division's supply battalion." Douban scratched his head honestly and said, "Commander, I was also the deputy shooter of a heavy machine gun company. "

"Okay, I remembered it, the next one." Liao Mingyu waved his hand and motioned for the next one to continue.

Ah Yi, who had a clean and complete uniform in his uniform, strode forward with his head held high, his chest held out deliberately, and the two medals hanging on his chest collided and clapped, and gave Liao Mingyu the military salute very solemnly.

"Lin Yi, from Shanghai, the staff of the Major of the [-]th Infantry Regiment Headquarters, er, hasn't fought a war yet."

With the rank of a major, he said that he had never been on the battlefield.Liao Mingyu was also speechless for a while.

This guy is a typical leader who is blindly commanding on paper, and has a timid and cowardly personality.Confused and nervous.

"The officer training troupe is not a troupe. If the medal on your chest is not stained with blood, it will be two pieces of scrap iron. Don't let me down when you go to the battlefield." Liao Mingyu said sincerely.This passage is spoken in Sunan dialect, which is very similar to Shanghai dialect.His hometown is very close to Shanghai, and he can be regarded as half a fellow of Ah Yi.

"Sir, Nong is Shanghai Alidening? Nong A knows about the Officer Training Corps?" Ah Yi was so excited that he even spoke his native dialect.

"I'm from Wuxi, let's go down."

"Yes" Ah Yi gave a solemn salute again.

"Kang Huo Si, fought in wars, and was the deputy platoon leader of the transportation warrant officer of the Seventeenth Organizer. He can drive a car."

"Fine, next one."

At this time, a sullen and sloppy man walked out of the team.

"Hey, you deflated calf Li Ula, are you too embarrassed to stand up? You have no shame?"

Milong stood up, slapped the ashes on his body, and cursed loudly.

"My name is Li Liansheng..."

"You're a shitty streak, your parents are scolding you for naming you, don't you think you're a fool?"

"Northeastern Army, 17th Brigade, Second Lieutenant and Platoon Leader, fought a battle..."

"You have fought a battle, but you have always been defeated. The entire platoon's brothers have all been killed by you, and the gang of uncles burned paper without collecting it. You are a broom star, winning streak, you are called Li streak. Pretty much."

He and Li Liansheng are from the same place, and they are the only two Northeasterners here. As a fellow countryman, he hates Li Liansheng's useless energy and beats and scolds him all day long. , Blame him for disgracing the four Eastern Provinces.

"Head of the regiment, you can't let him go, this shrewd thing has to kill the entire army." Originally, he didn't want to go to war, but seeing everyone in the cannon fodder group gone, only himself and one were left. The lame little follower, he was not feeling a moment in his heart.

Liao Mingyu ignored him at all, and said to Li Liansheng, "I've written down the name, come back to the team."

Seeing that the last fellow, Li Liansheng, is also going, Milong is also anxious, and he is left alone, so he can't be useless to stay here alone? : "Then I'll go too!"

"No, I missed the meeting just now, you are not eligible to join them now." Liao Mingyu said with a blank expression as he stared at the roster without even looking at him.

"Why can Li Ula go and I can't? I'm not convinced!" Milong blushed and had a thick neck.

What you've been waiting for.It was only now that Liao Mingyu raised his eyelids and looked at him, he said with a somewhat disdainful expression: "You still know that you are not convinced? I thought you were going to spend the rest of your life lying in a hammock."

This statement made Milong blushed.However, he also said bravely: "When it comes to combat effectiveness, I can pick Li Ula and the others without my arms. Why can't they go and I can't go?"

At this time, Liao Mingyu stood up slowly, tidied up his shirt, and said, "You think you are very good, don't you? Well, I'll give you a chance. I'll have two moves with you. If you beat me, you can join. them."

"Are you serious? If I win, I won't hold grudges, and I'm not allowed to go back on my word. Whoever cheats is a bastard." Milong said excitedly. He has never lost a fight since he was a child. He is about 1.8 meters tall. He looked stronger than Liao Mingyu.

"I do what I say, but what if you lose?"

"Will I lose? Well, if I lose, you can do whatever you want, shoot me." Milong said confidently, he didn't think he would lose at all.

"Shooting you is still a waste of a bullet for Lao Tzu. You have to win or lose in a fight, right?" Liao Mingyu said with a smile, in fact, he had already aimed at Milong's small warehouse.

After pondering for a while, Milong gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a big decision: "Well, if you win me, you can take whatever's in my room, you can take it all. But if you lose, take Let me come back, and keep that machine gun for me, okay?"

"Hey, Milong, this is nothing, you have to think about it."

"I said, "Long Milong, don't be impulsive. The officer can't beat him. If he hits him, he will be shot."

This kid was still thinking about his machine gun, Liao Mingyu couldn't help but be amused: "Okay, it's a deal!"

(End of this chapter)