Jagged Warlord

On a rainy night, a Dodge truck was driving unhurriedly on a fairly muddy road. In the compartment was Xiao Wenlong, commander of the Volunteer Army and brigade commander.There was a patter of spring rain outside, the rain was not heavy, but it lasted for a long time, soaking the dirt road that could not be trampled and crushed by vehicles even more muddy.

It has not rained in Luxi area for a long time. The spring rain is gentle and delicate, like the sound of a piano, which is beautiful and soothing.The breeze wrapped in the warm scent of the soil drifts from outside the car. At this moment, the footsteps of the rain bring a little gentle and romantic poetry.Xiao Wenlong looked at the rain scene outside the canvas canopy. He didn't want to appreciate it. He was marching at night and in rainy days. Instead, he was worried about the speed of his volunteers' marching.

Staff officer Song Shun comforted: "Brigade Commander, don't worry, we can't walk fast, and the little Japanese can't walk fast either."

Xiao Wenlong rolled his eyes at him, and said: "The Japanese are in Jinan, unlike us who need to come from Yanzhou Tai'an, can they be slower than us?"

As a staff officer, Song Shun knew the role he played in the command system of the Volunteer Army. Most of the time he played the role of a messenger. In the eyes of this young senior Xiao Wenlong, he, a military cadet who has just graduated from school, is probably just such a role.

Xiao Wenlong said, "Staff Song, are those medicines ready?"

Song Shun replied: "They are all in the No. 3 car, covered with two layers of rain cloth, there should be no problem."

The medicine Xiao Wenlong mentioned was used to prevent and treat trench foot. Because soldiers stood in the wet and cold trenches for a long time during the war, the affected limbs were pale, cold, and felt abnormal and cold.After that, it enters the hyperemia period. The affected limb is red, hot and edematous, with pain and paresthesia. When it is heated or the affected limb is placed in a low-hanging position, the swelling will be aggravated.In the future, blisters or blood blisters will appear on the affected limb, and intradermal or subcutaneous tissue may also bleed.This period can last for several days, and gangrene can occur in severe cases, and it can also be accompanied by lymphangitis, cellulitis, and thrombophlebitis.During the hyperemia phase, there may be mild fever, palpitations, and occasionally temporary proteinuria and other systemic symptoms.Patients with mild symptoms and early treatment can recover after the hyperemia period, and the rest of the cases will enter the vasospasm period, with increased sensitivity to cold, typical raynaud phenomenon, increased sweating, cold lower limbs, pain and paresthesia .

Trench foot can cause severe amputation or even death, and it is also called beriberi.Li Mohan had heard of this disease when he was a soldier, and was curious why beriberi could kill people.Later, after clarifying the pathology of trench foot, a group of Chinese and Western doctors were called together to develop a plaster. As long as soldiers put such a plaster on their feet, the incidence of trench foot can be well reduced.

When Xiao Wenlong's chariot team arrived at the front line of Beitou Mountain, the rain had gradually subsided, but the road was still muddy.Xiao Wenlong got out of the car a long way from the forward command post and began to ride forward.The first regiment of the Volunteer Army was mainly deployed in the area from Beitou Mountain to Weizhuang. The front line was not very long, and the distance between the positions and the nearest Japanese positions was only more than 5000 meters.

Judging from the dense bomb craters on the ground, the forward position has been violently bombarded by the Japanese army, but judging from the expressions of the soldiers, it seems that the soldiers are not so nervous.Many soldiers were nestled in the anti-gun holes, some were dozing off, and some were cleaning their guns and bullets.It's just that due to the continuous spring rain, most of the anti-blasting holes are flooded.

"Xiao Song, divide the plaster." Xiao Wenlong said

"Yes." Song Shun ordered to go down, ordering the logistics of each unit to come and get the medicine.

After a while, the head of the first regiment, Ge Yuanxi, ran over stepping on the mud, "Report, the first regiment leader, Ge Yuanxi, is here to report."

Xiao Wenlong looked at Ge Yuanxi, who was covered in mud and had scratches on his face, and saluted him, "Salute."

"Honor." Ge Yuanxi immediately returned the gift

"How is the situation with the Japanese?" Xiao Wenlong asked immediately

"Little Japan is very accurate with marksmanship and cannons. If I hadn't been on guard, I would have suffered a big loss." Ge Yuanxi said

"Why are you on guard?" Xiao Wenlong asked

Ge Yuanxi replied: "I dug a lot of artillery holes and foxholes on the front line. As soon as the small Japanese cannon fired, I asked the soldiers to hide in the front line. In this way, the depth of our team was reduced, and the number of Japanese troops was reduced. Human cannon kills us."

Xiao Wenlong smiled and said, "This method is good and worth promoting."

"There are people there."

When Xiao Wenlong was talking to Ge Yuanxi, several soldiers threw themselves on the trench wall and put their rifles on sandbags.

"What's going on?" Ge Yuanxi shouted: "The brigade commander is here, you are still surprised."

A soldier turned around and saluted Xiao Wenlong and Ge Yuanxi, "Report, there is a Japanese soldier hiding behind the big rock ahead."

"Really?" Ge Yuanxi picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction of the soldiers' fingers. Sure enough, there was a Japanese soldier hiding behind a big rock.

That Japanese soldier was Xiaoshan Gangzizheng who survived the catastrophe when the train derailed. He has been poking his head behind the rocks for a long time, and he seems to be hesitating whether he should continue to hide in place or turn around immediately. just run.He tried to get up several times, but in the end he just stayed there.The dirty Japanese military flag on the rifle bayonet in his hand trembled in the breeze.

At this time, Xiao Shangangzi was regretting that he did not retreat with his troops during the last charge and retreat. Instead, he chose to hide behind a rock in order to avoid the chasing bullets, and missed the best time to retreat.In fact, this is not a mistake, it is instinct.At the same time, he may also be looking forward to another attack from his commander, so that he can take a round with the counterattacking troops, so that he will not be exposed alone and unable to move at the front of the opponent's position.But his commander let him down, there was no sound of artillery for the next attack that he was looking forward to, only the sound of swaying trees kept him company.

On the position less than 600 meters away from the Japanese soldier, a Mauser G98 rifle was watching him silently.Finally, Xiao Shangangzi was mustering up his courage, jumped out from behind the stone, and ran back desperately.In fact, if he waited another hour, when the Japanese launched artillery preparations, he would easily slip away without anyone noticing when the volunteer soldiers hid in the artillery holes. In fact, all the soldiers on the ground saw it. This Japanese soldier, but no one paid attention to him, his life and death had no effect on this war.

Xiao Shangangzi was just poor, and his lack of patience ruined his life.The front sight of the Mauser G98 rifle firmly locked the back of Xiao Shangangzi. The index finger of the volunteer soldier pulled the trigger, his shoulder shook, and there was a dull gunshot. The bullet rushed out of the gun chamber and caught up with the Japanese soldier in an instant Politely, he plunged into his back.A blood hole was torn open.Xiao Shangangzi, a Japanese soldier, was hit by a bullet without a sound, and the huge inertia pushed him forward violently, and Xiao Shangangzi fell to the ground and did not move.

"Okay!" The volunteer soldiers cheered for a while, but before the cheers were over, the artillery inspector shouted, "The Japanese fired."

The Japanese are dedicated to their work. After breakfast, they started work on time at [-]:[-] am. A burst of intensive shelling took the lead. Before the shelling was over, the infantry had already assembled densely in the distance.Ge Yuanxi got out of the bomb hole, shook the soil on his body, buckled the helmet that was thrown aside, took out the binoculars from his bag, and looked into the distance, the Japanese army was on the horizon, full of murderous aura.The Japanese army formed a triangular formation and slowly advanced towards the volunteer army.