The War of Resistance

In the morning, the sun has warmed up.

Originally, a small mountain village that even shopkeepers seldom visited was already full of people. It was the 145th regiment of the 25th division that had withdrawn from Gubeikou and temporarily stationed here.

"Liu Debiao, wait for me." A person shouted from behind.

As soon as the man named Liu Debiao turned his head, he saw seven or eight people walking behind him, and he knew the leader of the group. That person was Wang Wu, the platoon leader of another company, and he was also from his hometown.

"What happened after last night?" Wang Wu chased up Liu Debiao and asked.

"Ah." Liu Debiao responded, "When our regiment was retreating last night, a group of Northeast Army troops followed behind us."

Liu Debiao and Wang Wu are fellow villagers and not in the same company. Although one is a platoon leader and the other is a soldier, it is okay to have a personal relationship.

"From the Northeast Army? Were there people from the Northeast Army when we were fighting? Why didn't I see it? Didn't they even have a number?" Wang Wu asked in surprise.

"Yes, that's because you didn't know. I was there when I asked them yesterday." Liu Debiao explained, "They just came back from the defeat in Rehe, and the entire army organization was disrupted. What's the name change, I heard that a brigade was established directly, and now it doesn't even have a number."

"A group of miscellaneous troops who have lost the battle." Wang Wu understood when he heard this, yes, and the faces of the soldiers who followed him also showed contempt.

Their 145th Regiment belongs to the 17th Army, which is an elite unit of the Central Army. As soldiers of the elite unit, Wang Wu and the others certainly have reason to despise the Northeast Army.

The Northeast Army was originally a miscellaneous army, and the Northeast Army in Rehe can be said to have the worst combat effectiveness in the entire Northeast Army. Who told them that the chief officer of the Northeast Army in Rehe? Smoking opium is not uncommon.

Even then, how could Liu Debiao have thought that Shang Zhen and the others had been separated from the main force shortly after September 18th began, but they came back all the way.

"Why are you going?" Wang Wu asked again.

"The head of the group joined us just now, and said that because they also beat up the little devils, let them have a full meal." Liu Debiao explained.

"What face is there to eat after fighting like that?" Wang Wu scolded.

He didn't realize at all that not only the Northeast Army was defeated, but their 25th Division was also defeated this time.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Japan is small but strong, and China is large and weak.

War is not just based on who has a large population. Japan has become a quasi-industrialized country. To paraphrase the words of later generations, the Japanese army's current aircraft, artillery, tanks, and warships confront the Chinese army, which is actually a dimensionality reduction strike.

But who cares so much about the soldiers, as far as China is concerned, any army that has not participated in the resistance against Japan or has participated in the resistance against Japan is entitled to despise the Northeast Army. What about the refund?

"Hey, you can say this as a platoon leader, but I can't say it." Liu Debiao smiled, and he didn't scold with Wang Wu, even though he didn't think much of the Northeast Army.

"By the way, your company commander was also killed this time. Now that you can become a company commander, you will be a real officer in the future. I have to congratulate Mr. Wang first." Liu Debiao said while looking around.

"It's still the same no matter what the length is. Even if we are better than your company, there is only one platoon left." Wang Wuyan said insincerely.

That Liu Debiao just laughed. Others don't know Wang Wu, but he does. Wang Wu is an official fan.

And where did he see it? Before he came to the Northeast this time, he drank with Wang Wu once, and at the wine table Wang Wujing said that their company commander was no longer.

Liu Debiao still understands the simple ways of the world, so how can someone who doesn't want to be a company commander belittle his company commander in private?

So Liu Debiao said again: "You can't say that. This time our regiment suffered so many casualties that we must withdraw. As soon as the recruits come up, won't your company be full?"

As soon as Wang Wu heard what Liu Debiao said, he heheed twice, obviously that Liu Debiao was right in his mind.

Just when Wang Wu was about to say something more, the two of them suddenly heard a woman's scream not far away!

Ok? What's the situation?

This is just a mountain village, originally there were dozens of households, although their regiment suffered heavy casualties, there are still hundreds of people left, why is there a woman calling this place, Liu Debiao and Wang Wu glanced at each other and started to go there Run where it sounds.

And when the two of them and the soldiers ran around a farmhouse, they saw a country woman covering her mouth with her hand, but in front of her was a firewood stack.

It's just that the pile of firewood was already very messy, as if it had been pushed over by an old sow in the country, and it was thrown to the ground, but a pair of legs were exposed under the pile of firewood!

"Japanese devil?" Wang Wu was surprised, and instinctively reached out to touch the gun.

They only arrived at this small village behind the Nantian Gate last night. At this time, there are no officers and soldiers without guns, and he is a platoon leader with a box cannon hanging on his waist.

The reason why Wang Wu touched the gun was because he saw that the feet of the man sticking out from under the firewood were wearing big-toed shoes of the Japanese army, and the trousers were also khaki.

Isn't this the standard configuration of Japanese soldiers?

"What's the matter?" At this moment, a person turned around from the other side of the firewood stack, rubbing his sleepy eyes with his hands.

Wang Wu looked at this man in his forties, but he was a Chinese soldier.

He was wearing a tattered military uniform, the cotton in the uniform was exposed, it was already blackened by the flames of war, and there were several blackened stains on his body, which could be seen as dried blood by a discerning eye .

"Are you from the Northeast Army last night?" At this moment Liu Debiao opened his mouth and asked.

"Yes, what's the matter?" The man in his forties who couldn't tell whether he was a soldier or an officer replied.

While speaking, I heard the rustling sound of the firewood, and there were soldiers crawling out from the other end of the haystack.

Seeing this situation, Liu Debiao understood what was going on.

Last night, their 145th regiment walked more than 30 miles through the Nantian Gate overnight, and the Nantian Gate had already been defended by the 2nd Division, which was also the 17th Army.

The 25th Division where their 145th Regiment was located naturally didn't have to fight the Japanese army anymore, that is, they had a rest in this small village, and then they could go south and go back to rest.

At that time, it was dark at night, and the small village was not big. Even if all the people in the village were driven out, it would not be enough for them to sleep.

And these people from the Northeast Army fell in love with the firewood pile of this family, so they fell asleep as soon as they dismantled the firewood pile.

So this guy with his legs protruding from the firewood stack may not have seen through the Japanese military uniform, but it must belong to the Northeast Army.

At that time, when the Northeast Army caught up with them, they were shot at by them in the rear of the palace. After being illuminated by the fire, the regiment leader interrogated them in person to confirm their identities.

Liu Debiao was also present at the time, and he saw that some of the Northeast Army were wearing Japanese uniforms.

Those from the Northeast Army said that they came back from the flanking position by pretending to be Japanese soldiers~www.readwn.com~ But how could the woman in the country know what was going on, so she saw that her firewood pile was also flattened Just screamed like this.

At this time, Liu Debiao figured it out, and Wang Wu also guessed about it.

As soon as Wang Wu's eyes swept over the soldiers of the Northeast Army who were going out from the firewood pile, they lost their faces.

No-name army is no-name army, you look at each one of them, it looks like they have beaten the defeated army, how can they have the energy to be a soldier?

At this time, he saw that guy in Japanese military uniform was still "playing dead" under the firewood. He was so angry that he went up and kicked that guy's calf, cursing: "What kind of military discipline is this? stand up!"

It's just that when he kicked down, the faces of the Northeast Army soldiers who had come out were a little bit wrong.

Perhaps in their view, when we return from beating the devils, we just use the firewood stacks of ordinary people to sleep, why are you kicking people?

It's just that the soldiers of the Northeast Army wanted to go up, but they were fooled by another young soldier.

But at this time, Wang Wu kicked the man in the military uniform, so naturally the man couldn't sleep.

Then Xi Suo sounded again, and the man turned over and sat up, muttering, "This is f*cking haha, don't let anyone sleep!"

If it is said that he sat up from under the firewood, it would be nothing more than a lot of grass roots and grass foam on his head and face, but as far as his appearance is concerned, the country woman who is still at a loss and is scared is "Aww "Scream!