War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 169 City Survival and Survival, City Death and Death

On the city wall of Dongguan City in Teng County, Li Hexian walked all the way, introducing his cousin Li Suian and Wei Ran to the group of soldiers he led.While Li Suian greeted those fellow villagers in Shu dialect, Wei Ran was also observing the situation of the class.

There are only ten soldiers in this squad including Li Hexian, but they are different from the soldiers we saw on the way here. Although they are also dressed in tatters, with bamboo hats and large knives on their shoulders, most of them don't wear With all kinds of box cannons.

But even if these firepower advantages are stronger than those soldiers under the city, they are not much stronger at all. Even the sleeves they carry on their backs are mostly old sleeves made by Sichuan, and only a few of them use the captured [-] cover .In addition to these, their only suppressive firepower is just a [-]-section heavy machine gun with absolutely not good performance.

Wei Ran even saw that there was a little soldier who was estimated to be less than 20 years old, and the butt of the three-eighth-covered gun in his hand was cracked.

When the three of them passed by, the young man took out a little devil's national flag from an unfolded bag with a calm expression, tore it in two, wrapped it around his dirty feet as a foot wrap, and then took it out of the bag again. A new pair of straw sandals were put on the feet.

This is not over yet, although the foot wrap that was replaced can be seen to be a piece of the little devil's national flag, it was still not wasted, but was torn into long strips by him, and carefully tied up the gun with a cracked [-] cover support.

Beside the silent young man, with his back to the three of them, a skinny man in his forties who looked like he was in his forties sucked on a cigarette and joked, "Si son, no wonder your marksmanship is stinky. Xun can't open his eyes?"

Hearing this, the young man called Siwazi didn't even raise his head, and responded solemnly, "Uncle Liu, my gun doesn't smell bad. Counting from the day I came out of Sichuan, I killed three little devils with this broken gun. If you kill another one and get back the money, you will make money in the future, how can it be smelly?"

Seeing that Wei Ran and Li Suipan were both looking at him suspiciously, Li Hexian waved his hands, and after leading them away, he said in a low voice, "Siwazi came with the Labor Corps from his hometown. After knowing that his three brothers and After all the old men were gone, he stayed."

Wei Ran fell silent when he heard the words, the little devil did not enter Sichuan and Sichuan until he surrendered in 45 years, but these Sichuan military sects regarded the little devil as a feud.

It can be said that during the Anti-Japanese War, wherever there were little devils, you could find these ragged Sichuan soldiers. They may be a squad, a regiment, a division, or just father and son. Grown up brothers, neighbors.Even relying on the same or similar pronunciation of "the fairy board of the little Japanese devil", he carried a broken rifle to beat the devil's fellow countrymen.

And those ordinary people who stayed in the Land of Abundance?
They send their fathers out of Chuan, their husbands out of Chuan, their children out of Chuan, their brothers out of Chuan.Until the end, I took the big red flowers, and in the neighbors' walks, I gave my parents, ancestors, or kowtowed to the empty house, and set foot on the same Shu road out of Sichuan without hesitation.

Behind them, those who couldn't go to the battlefield picked up poles, pushed on wheelbarrows, brought food, drink, and clothes they raised, and followed the footsteps of their families all the way to catch up, and never went back.

Whether it's national hatred, family hatred, or blood, these people are looked down upon, they are regarded as beggars, and the Sichuan soldiers called "two-pike soldiers", relying on old weapons and large knives on their backs, they fight like moths to the flame. The bloodiness of the Sichuan army.

When the three of them came down from the ten-meter-high city wall, Li Hexian took out half a crumpled cigarette from his coat pocket and lit it. He opened the straw mat on the side of a wheelbarrow, took out two large knives and four grenades and handed them over.

"Sui'an, Wei Ran, logically speaking, I should give each of you a gun. But you two have never been on the battlefield, and we don't have enough weapons, so the only thing I can give you is this big knife and grenades."

"Brother, we have guns." Li Suian patted the belly box on his waist and said.

"This big-bellied box can shoot densely, but it can't hit very far, and the bullets will always run out."

Li Hexian couldn't help but put a large piece of knife into the hands of the two, and at the same time he did not forget to instruct carefully, "It seems that the two of you have never been on the battlefield. If you want to hit the devil with your big belly box, you have to wait for them to rely on you." It is only possible when it is within 60 meters.

When shooting, remember to hide well. When the opportunity is right, unscrew the cover of the buttocks of the grenade, pull the rope inside hard, and pull the rope down. Regardless of whether it emits smoke or not, try to throw it where there are most devils.When the devil really comes before your eyes, this big knife can be used.

Right now the brothers are busy digging bunkers, I don’t have time to teach you, just remember one thing, most of the time the devil’s bayonet stabs the stomach and chest first, as long as you block it with a large knife, go as far as possible. Move forward, get closer, and this large knife is easier to use than a bayonet. "

Li Suian swallowed hard, weighed the heavy large knife, and seeing that Wei Ran had already tied it to his back with a hemp rope with a calm expression, he immediately imitated the grenade in his belt, and then A heavy blade with a good back.

"Squad Leader Li, arrange tasks for us." Wei Ran stood up straight and said.

"Go dig a bunker." Li Hexian pointed behind him, "This little devil has a plane. If he flies over, he can hide in there to have a chance of surviving."

Wei Ran and Li Suian glanced at each other, the latter saluted his cousin Li Hexian nonchalantly, and shouted "Yes!"

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Li Hexian helped Li Suian to correct his mistakes in an easy-going way. Seeing that Wei Ran also raised his arm to salute him, he immediately took a small step back, stood up straight, and raised his right arm to return the salute solemnly.

After receiving Li Hexian's task, the two immediately joined the team to dig the bunker.Most of these people who were busy digging bunkers were ordinary people and members of the security team organized by Teng County, among whom there were even a few middle-aged people in long gowns and gold rings on their hands.

They are no worse than the Sichuan Army on the city wall, otherwise, these people would have followed the refugees to the outside of the city.

The heavy trench digging work continued until midnight. Wei Ran, who was replaced to rest, avoided the Li family brothers and found a remote and vacant house to hide. He took out the black matte titanium gun from his cowhide notebook. Alloy pistol.

After confirming that there were still bullets in it, Wei Ran retracted the pistol and took out the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle he got in Finland.

To his great joy, just like the Rollei dual-reverse, he also loaded a lot of bullets into the three magazines of this rifle in the last battle in Berlin, but at the same time, The scope that was originally attached to the gun was gone.

Putting the rifle back into the notebook, Wei Ran looked up out of the window, seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately took out the rewarded medical kit and the kerosene lamp.

Not daring to light up the gas lamp, Wei Ran just took a quick look at the situation in the medical box with the kerosene lighter tied to the handle of the gas lamp.What made him extremely regretful was that the medicines stuffed in before going to Inta last time did not appear at all, and what was contained in them were only the medicines that came with the medical kit itself.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran grabbed three morphine injections from the box and put them into his pocket, then closed the lid of the lighter, and put all the kerosene lamp and first aid kit back into the leather notebook.

In the blink of an eye, the next day, Wei Ran and Sui An continued to dig the bunker that seemed endless.I just didn't expect that when dusk was approaching, a few old ladies with small feet wrapped in coarse kerchiefs and carrying wicker baskets approached Li Hexian who was stationed in Dongguan.

These old ladies left without a word a whole twelve pairs of finely stitched new cloth shoes, a basket of sauced meat and two jars of wine. They walked slowly with their backs bent on the pretext that they couldn't hear what the Sichuan kids were saying. The direction of the north of the city.

Li Hexian and his soldiers were puzzled by this sudden gift, and they also saluted those old ladies one after another, until their backs disappeared at the intersection, and then slowly let go of their hands.

And when Li Hexian began to distribute new cloth shoes, a basket full of sauced meat, and fine wine from his hometown to the soldiers under his hands, at the entrance of an alley that could not be seen behind them, the old shopkeeper of Cangbaozhai saw Li Hexian collecting After the gift was delivered, he wiped away the cloudy tears from the corners of his eyes. Without any more nostalgia and concern, he took a big gulp from the wine jar in his hand contentedly, and limped towards the pawnshop in the north of the city.

On the long stone road, the old shopkeeper walked and drank all the way, shouting loudly in the Sichuan dialect, "New shoes and old wine to give away, but I want to win glory on the battlefield. Even if our Sichuan army dies in a hundred battles, why not shroud in horse leather!"

In the Dongguan position, the two brothers of the Li family who had just finished distributing new cloth shoes were stunned when they heard the faint lines of poetry and the familiar voice.The two brothers looked at each other, walked to the center of the stone road, knelt down slowly, and solemnly kowtowed towards the north of the city.

The soldiers of different ages behind him and Wei Ran, who was about to pour wine for everyone, seemed to understand something. They held new cloth shoes in one hand and a few slices of sauced meat that they had just distributed in the other, and knelt down in unison. Behind Li Hexian, he solemnly kowtowed towards the north of the city.

After everyone stood up straight again under the leadership of the two Li brothers, Li Hexian took a sip from the wine jar in Wei Ran's hand, handed it to his cousin Li Suian, who was already in tears, and shouted in a hoarse voice. Said, "Brothers! Put on new shoes and drink a sip of our good wine from Sichuan and Sichuan! Next, the city will survive and survive, and the city will perish!"

"The city survives and survives, the city dies and dies!"

A dozen ragged men from Sichuan shouted hoarsely, and as the two small wine jars were passed one by one in the hands of the crowd, the shouts spread farther and farther along the city wall.As for the refugees on the street who were busy escaping from Teng County, some local men handed over the shoulder poles full of belongings to their wives or children, and walked to the nearest position without hesitation.

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