Anti-Japanese blood sacrifice mountains and rivers

[Volume 1] Section 2: Chapter 1 Blood and Meat Shop (2)

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In the evening, a faint mist floated on the distant river. After the Japanese infantry attacked and retreated, the endless shelling began to come to an end. It seemed that the Japanese had countless shells. The most exciting thing was that everyone was looking forward to The long-time cook finally sent several baskets of black steamed buns to the bombed-out position. A veteran who spoke Northeast dialect climbed into the bomb crater and grabbed a steamed bun with his big muddy hands and asked: " What about Lao Wang, that turtle boy? He dare not come because he owed me a package of prosperity? What the hell! It’s too careless!"

The cook glanced at the veteran and said nothing. When he turned around, a corporal with a Shanxi accent spat out the steamed buns he had bitten into his mouth. The back of the man shouted: "What the hell is going on, it's mud and sand, and the steamed buns are soaked in blood! How do you eat them?"

The cook didn't turn his head back and said, "That's the blood of Lao Wang and Xiao Li. They insisted on bringing you some hot ginger soup, for fear that if you soaked in the muddy water for too long and hurt your health, it would be blown away by the Japanese infantry artillery." Turned over, the body is still on the blockade, and it will be dark when I go back, I am dragging back, if I can’t come up tomorrow, I’m afraid I won’t even have to eat the blood!" Anti-Japanese Blood Sacrifice Mountain River 2

The cook said it very easily, as if he was taking a stroll in his own garden. It seems that life and death in this place are no longer important!

The cook crawled through several craters, and finally found a mud figurine covered in mud in a crater without much water. The cook handed over two steamed buns wrapped in thick paper in his arms as if to please him, and said with a smile. : "Deputy Gao Ying, there is a piece of mustard in it, it tastes good!"

Gao Fei raised his head, took the steamed bun and bit down hard, pulled his collar patch to wipe off the mud and said, "Look more clearly, lieutenant and deputy lieutenant, don't bark!"

The cook looked around mysteriously and said: "You don't know this yet, do you? Shangfeng ordered us to stick to these three streets. This is the flank of Shopkeeper Luo's position. The group seats let the battalions advance. The four companies of the battalion now have only you as a precious lieutenant. After the death of the battalion commander Wang, the deputy of the Qi battalion was promoted to the battalion commander. You have to make up for the wine in the future."

Gao Fei looked around at the veterans who were listening with pricked ears. The company he was in had already repaired the position five times. The dozens of survivors came from nine different combat units. He is almost the only officer among the seven or eight remaining members of the second company, and the only officer alive on the battlefield at the moment. The slight sadness in the cook's words and the expectation of leaving the battlefield alive made him dare not face.

When the battle is over, the difference between being alive and being dead is that you are dead, and those who are alive will continue to suffer!Gao Fei knelt in the bomb crater, leaned forward and waved his hands: "Brothers, after the reinforcements come up, I will invite all the brothers to drink after they get off the ground!"

Amidst cheers, Gao Fei knew that he had given everyone a very unrealistic dream!Ten days ago, Gao Fei, as a soldier in the peaceful era of the Republic, breathed the air without gunpowder smoke, and walked with his girlfriend in the shade of trees and flowers. Everything was so pleasant. 7445998