The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 463
The soldiers were generally not tall, and although none of them stood up, they were not as tall as the little dustpan.

You must know that the little dustpan is the shortest among Shang Zhen and his group.

Shang Zhen felt that those officers and soldiers were more like Japanese if they only looked at their heads.

But looking at their ragged clothes, wearing straw sandals, and very few of them carrying old rifles, they are obviously Chinese soldiers.

If Shang Zhen and the others who fought a long-distance march at this time were like coolies working at the pier, then these soldiers were like begging for food!
However, no matter how shabby they are, they still wear standard uniforms. They are obviously soldiers.

Shang Zhen and the others were all looking at this team, and the people in that team were also looking at them.

It's just that Shang Zhen and the others looked at the soldiers with curiosity, while those soldiers looked at Shang Zhen and the others in a normal way.

"I don't know which mob army it is from." Hu Zhuzi muttered in the team.

Hu Zhuzi's voice has always been quite loud. Although he felt that his voice was already very low, there were still soldiers looking at him from the opposite side, and they had already heard his strange words.

"Shut your bastard mouth! You're talking like you're not a mobster." Mr. Wang scolded angrily.

Hu Zhuzi was speechless.

Yes, it's as if the Northeast Army is not a motley army.

Don't look at the Northeast Army now bearing the name of the Central Army, but it is still a miscellaneous army.

It's a miscellaneous army, and if you speak it in Northeast dialect, you can't smoke.

What do you mean you can't smoke?It means that the status is too low, and others will not send you cigarettes because they look down on you!
Therefore, compared with other miscellaneous armies, the Northeast Army is only half a catty, so don't pick anyone.

At this time, Qiu Bo had already asked the question: "Which part are the brothers? Do you know where the 67th Army is?"

The soldiers looked at Qiu Bo but no one responded, as if they regarded Qiu Bo as air.

Well, there is no need to ask, I heard the tiger talk that Hu Zhuzi said just now!
"What does this mean? Could it be that they were all deafened by the little devil's cannon?" Qiu Bo muttered in a very low voice.

Although Shang Zhen and the others had also fought positional warfare, the artillery fire they experienced the most from the Japanese army was the infantry artillery.

Although the lethality of the infantry artillery is already amazing, they have also heard that there are thicker shells than the infantry artillery.

When that kind of shell explodes, the shock wave and explosion sound can completely deafen people.

Qiu Bo didn't pay attention to him when he saw that the camp was full of wounded soldiers, so he naturally didn't want to be impatient with him.

At this time, Old Mao Wang stepped forward.

He directly took out a pack of cigarettes, took out the cigarettes one by one, and handed them to the wounded.

The so-called "tobacco and alcohol are not separated", not to mention that this trick is really effective, those wounded people really took the cigarettes handed over by Wang Laomao.

People always need a little sustenance. The wounded soldiers lack medical treatment and medicine, and there are no bandages to bandage the wounds, but they use rags. Many wounded soldiers are frowning, and if they can smoke a cigarette at this time , to somewhat divert attention from the pain in the body.

"You don't know which army Ge Laozi is in. You just need to know that we are from the Sichuan Army." This is when a person in that team finally stood up and spoke.

Shang Zhen took a look at the man's attire. Although the clothes were also tattered, they were clearly military officers' attire.

But the officer was also wounded, and that arm was also hung around his neck.

"Fuck, who are you going to fight me against? Are you pretending to be a kid?" Hu Zhuzi was not happy when he heard that the other party opened his mouth to be Laozi.

When he was about to say something more, Shang Zhen gave her a hard look, so Hu Zhuzi shut up again.

"Does our division commander know this?" At this time, another soldier stood up and said.

"Teacher?" Shang Zhen and the others were all stunned for a moment.

The reason why they were stunned was because the level of the teacher was high enough.

Generally speaking, those at the brigade level are only school officers, and those above the division commander are generals. Shang Zhen and the others are familiar with the highest level they have ever seen, that is, at the brigade commander level.

Was the battle so bad?Are the teachers injured?Shang Zhen glanced at these officers and soldiers who were not tall in shock.

Just now people have said that they belong to the Sichuan army, that is to say, they are from Sichuan.

Shang Zhen really didn't know Sichuan people well, it was really the first time he met Sichuan people.

Although he is not familiar with it, this does not prevent him from knowing where Sichuan is. Sichuan is naturally in the Sichuan Basin, surrounded by high mountains, and the road to Shu is difficult to climb to the sky. Shang Zhen still knows.

People from Sichuan came to Songhu to fight?There are always thousands of miles, and it seems that there are no trains in Sichuan nowadays!
"Then may I ask, sir, how did you come to Songhu from Sichuan?"

"Use your feet." Said the commander of the Sichuan Army.

Hearing what they said, Shang Zhen and the others looked in shock at the straw sandals under the feet of the Sichuan soldiers.

Since the Northeast Army left the three eastern provinces, that is, their hometown, they felt that they were already very poor, but they didn't know what it meant to be really poor until they saw the Sichuan Army?Did the Sichuan army walk thousands of miles here wearing straw sandals to fight against Japan?
For a moment, Shang Zhen's heart was filled with respect for these officers and soldiers.

"Why are you looking for the 67th Army?" the commander of the Sichuan Army asked.

"Report sir, Gui Jian beat the devil!" Shang Zhen stood at attention and replied respectfully.

"I want it (děi) I want it, this is the Siberian tiger, not Guawazi! The 67th Army is in the direction of Songjiang." The commander of the Sichuan Army exclaimed, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the southeast.

"Thank you, sir!" Shang Zhen stood at attention but did not salute the army.

"He's a veteran, let's go." Said the commander of the Sichuan Army.

So Shang Zhen and the others changed their direction to the southeast.

As they walked forward, they naturally had to pass by these Sichuan Army officers and soldiers.

But at this time Hou Wangshan ran out from their queue, and said something to those Sichuan Army officers and soldiers.

When Shang Zhen looked at Hou Wangshan, he saw Hou Wangshan waved his hand to let them go first.

After walking away from the officers and soldiers of the Sichuan Army, Old Mao Wang said, "Why did this dead monkey run with those little monkeys?"

And this is one of the disadvantages of Northeast people, their speech is ugly.

Although they were full of respect for the Sichuan army who walked thousands of miles to the Songhu area to participate in the war of resistance, but because the people in Sichuan and Sichuan were short, they were directly called monkeys when they spoke behind their backs.

"It seems that he brought something to those Sichuan people?" said the little dustpan looking back while walking.

"This idiot has the habit of dragging things on the battlefield, and I don't know what he dragged for those little Sichuans." Wang Laomao answered.

After a few more minutes, Hou Wangshan chased after him out of breath.

"What did you do?" Little Dustpan asked curiously.

"I'm chatting with those people from Sichuan," Hou Wangshan replied.

"The Sichuan dialect they speak, it's hard for us to listen, but they still talk to you?" Little Dupan asked disapprovingly.

At this time, everyone saw Hou Wangshan pointing to his disfigured face before answering: "Did you see my face? I beat the devil!"
Many of them are also wounded soldiers, and I am also a wounded soldier. "

Everyone nodded, Hou Wangshan's reasoning was established.

Since everyone beat the Japanese devils, there were so many wounded in the Sichuan army, and Hou Wangshan's face looked terrifying, but he had a common language with those Sichuan troops.

"What did you give those Sichuan people just now? Did you smoke them again?" Little Dustpan asked curiously again.

"No, I happened to have some medicine in my hand, so I gave them all." Hou Kanshan replied.

"We dead monkeys didn't break this time in vain, and now we all have the heart of a Bodhisattva!" Wang Laomao said, but he couldn't tell if Wang Laomao was praising or criticizing Hou Kanshan. Medicines are always the most precious. of.

However, according to Wang Laomao's understanding of Hou Kanshan, since Hou Kanshan's temperament changed drastically, it should be that Hou Kanshan saw the wounded soldiers of the Sichuan Army and remembered when he was injured, so he couldn't bear it.

"Guess what I asked?" Hou Wangshan said again at this moment.

"Who knows what you asked?" Little Dustpan pouted.

Others thought that Hou Wangshan was trying to sell Guanzi, but Hou Wangshan said: "They are a teacher. When they came, there were more than [-] people. Now there are only so many left. There are less than [-] people in total."

Hou Wangshan said these words in a very peaceful tone, without any exaggeration, but the content of the peaceful words shocked Shang Zhen and the others. To the resting team.

There are more than 7000 people, are there only 500 people left?
"They were all lost in the war?" Shang Zhen asked in surprise.

"They said yes, half a day." Hou Wangshan replied, and Shang Zhen and the others were shocked.

At this time, Shang Zhen and the others seemed to have seen those short Sichuan soldiers with worn-out rifles, straw hats on their backs, and worn-out straw sandals charging the Japanese army.

Shang Zhen and the others, who lacked vocabulary, no longer knew how to describe that scene.

But at this time, it was Chu Tian who said a sentence, and that sentence only had 4 words "bleeding and floating oar"!
After a while, Shang Zhen and the others turned their heads and walked forward again, but it was Old Mao Wang who muttered again: "Don't always say that our Northeast Army can fight, others can fight even more!"

(End of this chapter)