The War of Resistance

Holding the old rifle in his hand and listening to the voices of the veterans scolding the new recruits, Shang Zhen suddenly felt a sense of confusion in time and space, as if he had returned to seven or eight years ago and became the man who had just walked into the military camp. The little ponytail.

But this was just a nostalgic emotion. When he saw the fear on the faces of the real recruits, he felt that after all, he was no longer the stupid guy who would wake up with fear in his dreams.

The reason why the recruits were afraid was because they heard the sound of gunfire from the front and the various wounded being transported back from the front.

For a person who has never experienced war, the fear will arise spontaneously when he sees a human slaughterhouse.

However, Shang Zhen glanced at Cai Chengwan specifically.

Although Na Cheng Wan was much calmer than the new recruits, Shang Zhen also noticed that the corner of Cai Cheng Wan's mouth twitched when he saw the wounded coming down from the front line. He probably felt that his life was in danger.

"The gun is fired! The gun is fired!" At this time, Blind Hao shouted, followed by two carriages, and the carriages were filled with rifles.

Shang Zhen looked at the rifles carefully, and then involuntarily glanced at the rifle in his hand, with a wry smile on his face.

It seemed that it was all due to me and these Forty Army veterans joking around and telling jokes. Although my gun was a bit broken and old, at least it was still usable. But the gun on the carriage was broken. How should I say it? The iron fire fork is not as effective as the stove and kang!

Some rifles don’t even have bolts, so aren’t they even as good as fire sticks?

This is really planning to make these new recruits become cannon fodder! Oh, by the way, let alone other people’s recruits, I am also a recruit now!

no! I have to think of a way to avoid rushing up against the Japanese artillery fire!

Shang Zhen began to think again, but even though he was resourceful, he could not figure out how to avoid the fate of being charged to death under the supervision of an officer like Hao Xiazi.

If it were an ordinary person's thinking, this might be over the top, so they would think about how to save their own lives. However, after a while, Shang Zhen saw that there were no new orders and he became less anxious. Instead, a veteran issued one to him. Four bullets.

The number of bullets fired did not exceed five fingers, but his treatment was better than that of other recruits. Shang Zhen didn't believe it. How could a living person be choked to death by urinating?

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it would be dark if it dragged on any longer. Anyway, the veterans now regarded him as one of their own, so he could definitely find an opportunity to escape.

I was originally from the Northeastern Army. Of course the three people I recruited were also from the Northeastern Army. I was not a deserter. Shang Zhen found a good excuse for his possible behavior.

Humans, men and women at all times and in all over the world, are actually like this. They have to find a reason for themselves for everything they do. For example, that quite inhuman sentence is called "I'm not a little brother, I'm not a human being. My sister-in-law is really too beautiful." .

Even though I may feel that the reason is too far-fetched at first, as long as I persist in thinking like this, I will gradually start to take it seriously.

Although Shang Zhen thought well, the situation on the battlefield developed too fast. More than half an hour later, the sound of gunfire in the distance had not stopped, but gunshots and explosions suddenly rang out nearby. Going by the experience of a veteran, the battlefield was only three or four miles away from where they were now.

Those veterans were just that. Although some had fierce expressions and spoke deliberately, those strong men had become depressed. It was visible to the naked eye that some of the hands holding the guns were trembling, and some had vibratos when they spoke. .

The so-called strong men are captured civilians. In terms of psychological quality, they are not as good as those young students who took the initiative to fight against Japan on the battlefield.

Although the young students may only be fifteen or sixteen, they know the principles of defending their homeland and the country. They have a passion in their hearts and at least they are not afraid of life and death and will be proud of death. However, if ordinary people do not know the principles of resisting Japan, it will be natural. Afraid of death.

But you can't blame the people for this. It's not a problem if you let the Nationalist Government shout anti-Japanese slogans or even insist on resisting Japanese invaders. But if you want it to integrate with the working people of the world and follow the mass line, what should you say?

Uh--this is really a big idea. If the Nationalist Government could really do this, how could it possibly destroy its good cards after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War?

And among all this depression, Shang Zhen was the only exception. What big scene had he not seen before? If any acquaintances pay attention to Shang Zhen at this time, they will find that Shang Zhen's eyes that were originally just looking at the ground have turned around. In other words, as the saying goes, he is "as cunning as a fox"!

Shang Zhen was observing the terrain. Observing the terrain did not mean that he had to escape, but escape was definitely one of his options!

At this time, Shang Zhen saw someone coming from the front. There were six or seven people in total who were still shouting "Blind Hao" in a low voice.

As soon as Shang Zhen's heart moved, he took his Hanyang gun and moved forward. Of course he knew where Blind Hao was.

After a while, Shang Zhen had already gathered around a few veterans to listen to what they were saying.

Those who can call Hao Xiazi are at least officers of the same level as him. Otherwise, in today's army, if the people below dare to call the people above them by nicknames, they will get the shit out of you.

Sure enough, Shang Zhen only listened for a moment and determined that the person calling Hao Xiazi who came from the front was the deputy battalion commander. Hao Xiazi called him "Cripple". Obviously they had a good personal relationship.

Shang Zhen didn't think much about this. Qin Hui also had three friends, not to mention veterans like them, who had few good relationships with each other. Of course, they could also be called "life and death brothers".

“Our battalion is gone, and we are the only ones left.

What's more, the wounded were not even evacuated, they all died together with the Japanese with grenades. "At this time, the lame battalion commander said.

At this point, the sky was getting a little dark, but after hearing what the cripple said, Blind Hao stared at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you wondering why I don't hold grenades and fight like hell?" The lame man said bitterly.

"I didn't say that." Blind Hao shook his head, but his expression——

Who can blame this? I can only blame the lame deputy battalion commander for saying that all the wounded died with the Japanese army, so why did you come back alive?

The Northeastern Army said, "It is a shame to live and a pride to die." Although the Northwest Army does not have such a slogan, the principle is the same.

"I'll tell the regiment commander later on, give me the new recruits you got this time, and I'll take them to charge and take back the position!" the lame deputy battalion commander said harshly.

"Pull them down, you lead them to charge." Blind Hao disagreed.

"Haha." The crippled deputy battalion commander sneered, "Why can't I take them with me? I'll strap grenades on them all!"

As soon as the lame deputy battalion commander said these words, the veterans surrounding him heard the cruelty in his words.

They seemed to see the lame battalion commander with grenades strapped to his body and the soldiers also strapped with grenades boldly charging towards the Japanese army. Then clouds of smoke and dust exploded between the sky and the earth, and the soldiers were torn apart together with the explosives. The broken limbs!

And the broken limbs were both Chinese and Japanese, and the limbs of both the enemy and ours were eventually mixed together.

Living in the same quilt and dying in the same cave is called a loving couple, but the remains of the enemies cannot be distinguished and they end up dead in the same cave. I wonder if these enemies in life and death will still fight each other after they die and are accidentally buried together!

Words cannot describe this feeling, but this cripple is definitely a ruthless person!

For a moment, the veterans fell silent. The only one who had not changed was Shang Zhen. Shang Zhen's eyes started to wander again, but he was analyzing the information in the lame deputy battalion commander's words. The impact it brings to yourself.