Age of Rebirth

Chapter 540: Shocking news

When Tang Qiuli thought of Su Jingfeng's troops, he had lost contact with him for more than ten hours, and he couldn't help thinking about the next battle plan carefully. Fortunately, the general outline had come out, so he could only put it aside for the time being and wait for his mood. Calm down and add more details.

He asked the guards to ask the communication office if there was any news about Su Jingfeng's troops. The guards quickly came back and told him that there was not yet. Tang Qiuli suddenly felt that the air in the room was very oppressive, so he walked outside the house, and the cold wind , Blowing on his cheeks, the Taihang Mountains in winter are a bit desolate and empty, with not many pines and cypresses, stretching black and green branches and leaves, hanging a little white snow, which falls from time to time when the cold wind blows.

From Tang Qiuli's point of view, the winter in the Taihang Mountains is completely different from the winter in his hometown in the Northeast. In his hometown, the mountains are now covered with heavy snow and the sky is freezing. White snow, rolling mountains, stalwart green pines, tingling white birches, snow-covered roofs, quiet cooking smoke, and beautiful memories of youth.

The soldier of the special guard who was following him saw a smile rarely seen these days on the face of the commander. It seemed that there was a kind of youthful brilliance, which instantly enveloped his whole body, and drove away the sense of vicissitudes that were not commensurate with the age of the contract. , Even the scars on their faces seemed to be stretched out, and they also felt happy. Their own fate was already closely connected with this young teacher, and they were happy and worried for him. [

Tang Qiuli woke up from the dreamlike memories, and also saw the expressions of his loyal guards, and smiled at them apologetically, because Tang Enbo caused Henan to fall, and his mood was not very good recently, and Mei Ting was not there There wasn't even a single person to speak their minds. Facing a group of old men, how could they talk privately between young couples? Maybe they lost their temper a lot, and these guards were also wronged.

Tang Qiuli, who was much more relaxed, returned to the headquarters and continued to review various documents. The staff sent telegrams from various battlefields from time to time, but his heart was still thinking about Su Jingfeng's troops who had lost contact.

Wang Dongshan took the remaining more than 6000 soldiers and withdrew all the way to Xuchang according to the prior deployment. He was not worried that the Japanese army would follow and pursue them. It can be seen from the three-day battle that the Japanese army was fighting the road leading to Xuzhou. The main target, near noon on December [-]th, Wang Dongshan finally saw the ancient city wall of Xuchang, with a few decaying grasses, shivering in the cold wind, and soldiers of his own army standing guard at the gate of the city.

All the strength in his body seemed to have been exhausted. After several days of fierce fighting, the pain of Su Jingfeng's sacrifice, the pressure of leading the troops to evacuate, and the breath that supported him all the way, when he reached the destination, he disappeared in an instant, and there were stars in front of his eyes. His body swayed a few times, and if it wasn't for the guards around him to quickly support him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Taking a deep breath, he ordered: "Cheer up, form a four-way column, and enter the city immediately!" More than 6000 soldiers in ragged clothes, covered in gunpowder smoke, and tired faces, straightened their waists and walked neatly into the city. In the ancient city of Xuchang, many of them had wounds on their bodies. The blood on their military uniforms condensed into crimson scars. The bandages wrapped around their heads and bodies had lost their original color. , was full of dust, but it couldn't take away the stern murderous aura on their bodies.

Anyone with a discerning eye can immediately see that these soldiers, who have experienced bloody battles, crawled out of the dead. Xuchang, located in the hinterland of Henan, was not greatly affected by the war on the banks of the Yellow River in the north, but, some time ago, After being looted by the broken soldiers of Tang Enbo's Eighth Army passing by, the market looked a little bit depressed.

As soon as the troops entered the city, the citizens hid on both sides of the road and looked at them with fear and curiosity. They seemed to have a natural resistance and disgust for the army. The long-standing hero army is the same as Tang Enbo's army.

The artillery regiment commander who escorted the wounded to arrive earlier heard that the troops had arrived, so he rushed over to greet him. As soon as he met Wang Dongshan, he couldn't stop crying. Wang Dongshan hurriedly asked him, "Where is the commander's body?" The head of the regiment told him that it was kept in the hospital and was well preserved, so he was a little relieved.

After the troops settled down, Wang Dongshan immediately convened a military meeting to discuss the next step of action. Another important thing was to report the death of the commander and the current situation of the troops to the division headquarters and ask for instructions on the next step. As for the direction of action, I have lost contact with Shizhi for a few days. Teacher and the others must be very anxious now.

After a lot of hard work, among the wounded sent back earlier, I found a radio operator from the Telecommunications Department of the Corps Headquarters. He had a backup code to communicate with the division commander. If the chief of staff hadn't found him personally, he would rather die than He will reveal his secrets. This is the request of Chen Feng, the director of the Communications Department of the Independent Division. He is the only survivor of the Corps's Communications Department. The others were killed in the bombardment of the sneak attack directed by Masao Koyama.

As for who will call back the division, it has become a difficult problem. It is easy to report the situation of the troops. However, the news of the death of the commander is a question that makes every senior general of the corps feel distressed. In the end, Wang Dongshan, the chief of staff, must not Do not write the telegram yourself.

The first telegram was sent out very soon. Tang Qiuli, who was reviewing the documents, was interrupted by the hurried steps of the communications director Chen Feng. Chen Feng was full of excitement, and he shouted happily from a long distance away: "Master, there is news from the Yellow River Henan Defense Corps!" Looking at Chen Feng's happy face, he is also very worried these days.

Tang Qiuli received the telegram, which read: "Master, the Yellow River Henan Garrison Corps, after three days of hard work, successfully completed the mission assigned by the division to block the Japanese First Army, and withdrew from Kaifeng at [-]:[-] am on the [-]th. Arrived in Xuchang on the [-]th, nearly one-half of the troops were injured, and they are now resting in Xuchang, please ask for instructions on the next task, Chief of Staff Wang Dongshan."

After reading the telegram, Tang Qiuli's heart was finally put in his stomach. The anxiety and worry of several days disappeared in an instant, and he said repeatedly: "Just withdraw, just withdraw!" As he expected, this time the big man Su fought a tough battle, with less than 3 people, he just withstood the attack of 13 Japanese troops. It was amazing. He laughed and said loudly: "I want to give Su Jingfeng The corps are celebrating, they fought well!" However, he still has a question, why did he lose contact with his teacher for more than ten hours?

The entire division, because of knowing the whereabouts of Su Jingfeng's corps, made the atmosphere lively and relaxed. The smiles that had disappeared for many days appeared on the faces of the staff officers. This atmosphere was also felt by Tang Qiuli. He smiled Secretly thought: "Big man Su, you bastard, how many people are worried about you, I'm afraid that if a war breaks out, you will forget everything, and you will be safely evacuated to Xuchang, and you don't know how to report safety. This guy is just careless. You have to report to the chief of staff!"

Chen Feng turned around and wanted to go back, but a confidential officer ran over with a pale face and almost bumped into him, Chen Feng gave his subordinates a displeased look, and reprimanded in a low voice: "I'm always messy, and I'm not afraid of other departments Are you a joke? If the director said so in normal times, those secret agents and telegraphers would always stick out their tongues and run away, knowing that the good-tempered director would definitely not make trouble.

But this time, the confidential officer did not slip away, but with tears in his eyes, he passed a telegram into Chen Feng's hands. Chen Feng took the telegram in surprise and quickly browsed it. The content of the two telegrams made him feel like he was struck by lightning, "The division pointed out that our corps was originally scheduled to withdraw from Kaifeng at 23:[-] on December [-]th. All were killed, the radio station and codes were destroyed by artillery fire, and there was no way to contact the division. In this artillery attack, General Su Jingfeng, the commander of our corps, was seriously injured, and unfortunately died after rescue efforts."

"In order to find out that the Japanese army infiltrated the rear of our defense with a small group of troops and instructed the Japanese artillery to attack from a long distance, which caused this incident to happen suddenly. With the most severe punishment, in addition, the body of General Su is now preserved in Xuchang Hospital, please advise the division to quickly send someone to take over the command of the Corps, Chief of Staff Wang Dongshan."

Chen Feng is very familiar with Su Jingfeng, nicknamed Big Su, who was an old man from the Bloody Hands. Not long after the division commander set up troops in the Northeast, they came to the predecessor of the Independent Division, the Bloody Hands. Su Jingfeng's distinctive personality gave Chen Feng The impression was so deep that he couldn't believe his eyes that Su Jingfeng, who spoke quickly, had a fiery temper, and was as strong as a camel, would sacrifice, and his eyes were covered with tears. [

Looking at Tang Qiuli who was looking down at the telegram, he didn't know how he came to the teacher. Tang Qiuli felt someone in front of him. He raised his head and looked at Chen Feng with a sad face in surprise, thinking that he had already left. Chen Feng bit his lip and handed the telegram to Tang Qiuli with trembling hands.

After Tang Qiuli finished reading the telegram, his face instantly turned extremely pale. He didn't say a word for a long time, and stared blankly into the distance. Chen Feng was frightened, thinking that something abnormal happened to the teacher, and he was about to go forward and call him, " "Crack," the pencil in Tang Qiuli's hand was broken by him, and blood flowed out from the palm of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and under the sunlight, it turned into a cloud of blood mist, dotted Yin Hong, staining everything in front of him red, and his body fell heavily backwards.

The sudden situation frightened everyone in the headquarters. Chen Feng stepped forward and hugged the teacher's body in his arms. The feeling of the teacher's body was terribly cold, and Chen Feng was suddenly frightened. He shouted to the staff officers who surrounded him: "Quick, go to the doctor!"

Hearing a commotion in the command post, Shanhu rushed in with the soldiers of the special guard. He saw Tang Qiuli, who was hugged by Chen Feng in his arms, with blood on the corner of his mouth, comatose, Immediately making a special gesture, the soldiers of the special guard immediately cornered everyone in the headquarters with their guns, including Chen Feng. Tang Qiuli had already been hugged by Shan Hu in his arms.

(To be continued)