The country is broken

Li Wei, who had taken a history class in school, of course understood the brutality of the May Day raids. Even the Eighth Route Army headquarters, which was under heavy protection, was severely damaged. The achievements of the five-year war of resistance were wiped out overnight. After the establishment of the anti-Japanese base area, it experienced the most tragic period in history. Only the plight of the Red Army's long march through the Xiangjiang River and the grassland can be compared with it.

Li Wei smiled, and tore the Tiao Ling Xin into pieces with his hands. When he closed his hands, it turned into a few pieces and scattered.

"Report to the instructor, I didn't see the transfer order!" He reported in a serious salute, he really didn't have the courage to use the lives of other soldiers to create a chance for him to escape.

Li Wei tore up the transfer orders from his superiors casually, so that Ding Heyang, the company instructor, didn't care about offending Li Wei, a well-known tough guy in the second battalion, he jumped out angrily and shouted: "You, Comrade Li Wei!~ You are so brave, dare to tear up the transfer orders from your superiors , the superior!"

This, is this still his own company's soldiers! ~Ding Heyang was furious, he liked to talk strange things, and he liked to make his own decisions, but he tore up the official documents in full view and denied seeing them. Discipline this disobedient squad leader. [

Ding Heyang wanted to continue, "Hey, Lao Ding! Stop talking!" The first company commander pulled him aside and looked sharply.

The Second Battalion Commander Wu walked up to Li Wei, put his hands on Li Wei's shoulders, looked at the other soldiers on the playground, and said, "I'm very happy, there is no coward in our Second Battalion, not in the past, not now, and never in the future. "

The playground immediately burst into applause.

It wasn't until the transfer order was read out by the battalion instructors that everyone remembered that Li Wei was not a character with a simple background. Li Wei could have left safely with the transfer order from his superiors, and there was no need to join them in a near-death battle.But Li Wei gave up this opportunity without regret, and they still stood together. Facing the enemy army, no one in the second battalion flinched. How could all the officers and soldiers not be moved by the cohesion of their second battalion.

Li Wei stroked the back of his head a little flattered and said: "Hehe! Battalion Commander, I don't have the habit of running away before I take advantage of it."

"You little devil, even if you die, you have to take advantage of it. Let's go. Let's go to the second battalion to take advantage of his little Japan." Battalion Commander Wu really likes this soldier he looks so right, waved his hand: " Set off"

Li Wei shouted at the same time: "Squad [-], follow me!" He led the squad [-] to pull up the leader of the [-]nd Battalion and march towards the combat area.

One row after another, one shift at a time, was originally the first in the formation sequence of the second battalion.

The first, second, and third battalions of the third regiment assembled from their respective camps and rushed to the designated area for combat.

The Eighth Route Army headquarters, which was severely hit by the Japanese army at Shiziling, looked mighty and mighty. Hundreds of ox carts were loaded with a large amount of supplies. Many cadres and masses who were injured in the war joined forces and pulled out a formation of nearly two or three miles in front of the team. The officers and soldiers of the three regiments who rushed over were all gasping for breath.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a refugee group. There are a large number of students and people from the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army accompanying the group.A large number of wounded were mixed among them.Only a very small number of armed personnel are still trying to win over the team, but how can these people with little military experience form a certain division of labor in a short period of time.

The continuous sound of gunfire in the distance is showing that the rear cover troops are suffering from the main force of the Japanese attack, which is why there are not many protection troops on the way out of the Eighth Route Army headquarters.Those who can almost afford a gun are at the end and use their lives to delay the enemy's footsteps.

"Can this dog run fast?" Political Commissar Wang stared wide-eyed at the dozens of people in the team dragging the huge printing press and some equipment as they moved forward like a turtle. There are also many people who sit on the ground to rest after exhaustion.

"Order the battalions to quickly replace the cover troops behind the breakout team, they won't last long." The third regiment leader Gu Yue immediately ordered.

The three battalions of the third regiment didn't have the mind to pay attention to the slow transfer of the main team, and rushed directly to the end of the team.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the fierceness of the Japanese army's full-scale attack. From time to time, the artillery flew across the position, blowing up gravel, and the stream swept over the blocking position covering the retreat of the headquarters like rain. fly through the air.

Guard the main road that must pass through the six districts.The cover troops insisted on establishing a blocking position. Under the Japanese army's attack in turn, many troops in the base area rushed here to block the Japanese army like a baton.

"Where is your officer?" Commander Gu Yue rushed to the blocking position to take a look, and almost cried out. The front of the position was full of corpses of soldiers from both sides, and there were only a hundred or so people left on the position hundreds of meters long. Scattered firepower points were formed to clear out the remnants of the enemy who had just retreated, and almost all the remaining people in the position were wounded.The blood loss was too much and the face was a little sluggish, but he pulled the trigger with force.

In addition to the corpses of Japanese soldiers on the battlefield, there were also many corpses of soldiers with inconsistent clothing. It can be seen that many local armed forces with regular formations fell on the battlefield regardless of casualties. [

"Hi, Chief!" A soldier on the blocking position barely stood up straight, and saluted with his hands covered in gauze, "Report, Ma Zhiping, a deadly soldier in the third division, reports to the Chief!"

"Report as fart, I asked you how the situation is, where is your superior?! Who took you?" Captain Gu Yue was about to faint. He thought the battle would be tragic, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic. , can only be described as a meat grinder that constantly devours the lives of soldiers on both sides.

The soldier lowered his head slowly: "Only these dozen or so brothers are left in our desperate battle. The rest are brothers from guerrillas in Yushe, Liao County and other places. All the platoon leaders and above have died." His eyes were red, and he quickly wiped his sockets. It seemed that the sacrifice of his comrades and superior officers made him extremely sad.

Gu Yue looked at the battlefield already covered with the corpses of both the enemy and us, feeling very bad, and said: "Come here, replace them, find someone from the health team to bandage them again, and get some food, the other battalions Get into position! Prepare to fight!"

In the process of changing defenses, several soldiers who survived the deadly battle refused to withdraw from the blocking position. The soldiers of Sanli didn't have any extra nonsense.

"Set up the machine guns and dig the trenches deeper! Watch out for the enemy coming up, don't worry, set up your position first." The second battalion commander issued an order with his throat pulled.

"Brother Wei Zi! Brother Wei Zi!" A weak voice caught Li Wei's attention. He turned his head and saw a female soldier with her head wrapped in blood-soaked gauze sitting on a stretcher and opening her mouth towards him.

"What rice?! Is there still a girl looking for me at this time?" Li Wei was a little puzzled, and walked over to see that it was an old acquaintance from Liao County who fought with the third squad that Li Wei used to be in when the anti-mopping up early last year. Comrade Zhou Yan, a female guerrilla fighter.

As soon as they saw Li Wei approaching, the two soldiers carrying the stretcher stopped immediately so that they could talk.

"You little girl, why are you so miserable in the film, tsk tsk! Luobutou, you have a personality!" Seeing this iron-mouthed girl with a head wrapped like an Indian girl, Li Wei remembered that he used to tease his mouth together In the days when he was arguing, he habitually blurted out blows.

Li Wei's jokes made Zhou Yan not sure whether to laugh or get angry. She imagined arguing with Li Wei as before, and grinned, as if she had a painful wound, her expression lost again, and said in a low voice: "This time, I really regret it. If only I had discovered the enemy earlier, I really deserve to die." Thinking of thousands of Japanese soldiers disguised as the Eighth Route Army rushing past her under her nose, she felt remorseful, and burst into tears. They rushed out, and nearly one-third of the fighters of the first and second squadrons of the Liao County Guerrilla Army were buried in this position.

"Don't worry, leave it to my brother, I'll take care of them 100%, hehe." Li Wei pulled Zhou Yan's attention away, not expecting that this girl would be so sentimental.

Seeing Li Wei's boastful appearance, Zhou Yan seemed unwilling to reconcile, "Ziweizi, what a Luobutou, I'll see you turn into a big pig's head later, and see if you still dare to laugh at me."

At this time, the artillery bombardment before the Japanese charge began, and the artillery from sparse to dense landed on the blocking position continuously, blowing up groups of black clouds and sand.

"Okay, okay, I'm a pig's head. You go to the back and recuperate. I'm going to start work." Li Wei waved his hand to let the two stretcher-carrying soldiers go on, ending the short-term cooperation between him and Zhou Yan. up the ante.

"Wei Zi, you can turn into a pig's head, but you are not allowed to turn into a dead man's head!" Zhou Yan, who was hurt and not hurt, shouted angrily at Li Wei's back while sitting half on the stretcher.

Li Wei didn't turn his head back, just waved his hands, and then rushed into the position.

The miniature engineer shovels processed the bunkers on the original position, and every soldier temporarily set up a bunker and was ready for battle.

After all, it is the trump card unit of the Japanese army in North China, proficient in infantry tactics, unlike the mixed brigades and puppet troops of the past who would only swarm up and take machine guns. The formation slowly approached.

The officers and soldiers of the three regiments at all levels who had studied the assault formation in normal training did not show any signs of impatience. They lay calmly on the bunker, aimed their guns, and tacitly assigned the shooting batches and targets .

The Second Battalion pulled out all their resources this time. In addition to the Maxim heavy machine gun owned by Fan Guowen, the first platoon machine of the Second Company, the regiment headquarters added another Maxim, plus some light machine guns collected in the original position, Coupled with the newly allocated dozens of grenade launchers, the Second Battalion has seen unprecedented growth in terms of combat confidence and firepower. The revolutionary team of the old Red Army is not as easy to chew as ordinary local armed forces.

"Hit me!" When the Japanese army was still more than a hundred meters away, the second battalion opened fire first, and the two fire dragons formed by the sudden explosion of Mark Qinyu's metal storm on the left and right flanks crossed and swept out. [