The farewell person on the roadside is sad and solemn,
There are also sobs and silent blessings;
I would like to send a message that people in this generation don’t need to cry anymore,
Sacrifice for the country without hesitation.
The beads of sweat on your head and the dirt on your body,
What else does a man fear from the hardships of war?
I would rather die on the battlefield,
I will never live as a slave under the knife.
A matter of life and death, a heartbreaking humiliation,
Aroused the mighty man's crown-high wrath;
Stab my throat and break my bones,
Never stop moving forward.”
While planes were bombing the Japanese troops, bursts of singing came from the grasslands north of Chifeng. The head of the 302 regiment, who was guarding the border, hurriedly took a battalion of soldiers to check.
In the cold wind that was more than ten degrees below zero, groups of soldiers, women, and children took difficult steps, and hundreds of horse-drawn sledges and ox-drawn sledges trudged forward slowly and arduously.
This group of people were the volunteers who fled into the Soviet Union when the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces were encircled and suppressed by the enemy. The "Northeast Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army", which once grew to more than 400,000 people, fought to the death against the Japanese invaders and won many victories.
The "resistance" policy and the Japanese army's crazy "encirclement and suppression" were defeated miserably. The remaining 40,000 people wept goodbye to the white mountains and black waters and stepped into a foreign land.
However, the Soviets, who had already had a secret agreement with the island country, regarded these people as defeated criminals and were detained in concentration camps for labor reform. They were disappointed. They did not expect that friendly neighboring countries would treat them like this!
"I would rather die fighting in the Northeast than live secretly as a subjugated slave outside the country!"
Their strong belief allowed them to flee to Outer Mongolia and then sneak back from Mongolia to Inner Mongolia. On the vast grassland, they were already scarred by the fighting with the Japanese army at home, and now they are fighting against nature!
Relying on the support of the spiritual power of deep hatred for the island country, men protected women, and children tenaciously fought against death! The first thing people do before setting off every day is to bury the bodies of their loved ones. More
Some people fainted due to lack of food. With the help of each other, they fought against the enemy and nature!
I heard that the front was the base area of the Ma'anshan Anti-Japanese Army. The people who had lost the ability to walk had to yell with all their strength, hoping to leave the hope of life to their wives and children.
"Hurry! Save people!" 302, with tears streaming from his eyes, picked up a big man and ran towards the military camp!
"Finally, we're home!" The big man tilted his head and fainted again.
"Yes, we're home! You have to hold on. When you get better, we'll fight the Japanese together!" 302 said emotionally, and his feet speeded up: "Doctor, doctor!"
As soon as he arrived at the airport, Hou Dashun received a call from 302. The mobile battalion used armed vehicles to rush the doctors to the 302 regiment's station, struggling to rescue the frozen, hungry, tired volunteers and their families.
When Hu Zhiyong received a telegram from Hou Dashun in Zhuanghe, he was filled with anger and couldn't help but burst out: "Tell Huang Jinshan to send the 38 rifles to the people who are willing to fight the Japanese, and send out all the grenades and landmines until supplies last!"
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"Master, calm down!" Yinlong said softly, telling Hu Zhiyong not to be excited or emotional.
"It's all my fault!" Hu Zhiyong beat his thigh remorsefully, tears falling from the corners of his eyes to his chest: "The 400,000 volunteers died, were injured, and escaped! The rest worked for the little devils.
I have become a traitor! If I had not been afraid of trouble and supported Deng Tiemei, Li Chaolan and others, I am afraid that the Volunteer Army would still be active in the entire Northeast!"
Yinlong shook his head: "What you did is not wrong! People's hearts are separated from each other. Who do you know is weak? If someone tells our old man to the little devil, the people of Zhuanghe and Xiuyan will suffer accordingly. The base area we established
Without the support from the rear, we will be wiped out by the Japanese just like the volunteers!"
"We can't go on like this!" Hu Zhiyong stood up and said to Yinlong: "We must set up a recruitment point in Peiping and tell those who are willing to fight the Japanese that we will give them guns, money and food! Huang Jinshan set up a recruitment point outside.
Please give all support to the surviving volunteers!"
"Good idea!" Yinlong thinks this is the best, which not only keeps Zhuanghe's secrets safe, but also provides strong support to the rebel sect.
Wang Dayong was a battalion commander under Li Du. The Japanese army concentrated its superior forces and launched a crazy counterattack. Yongqing, the base camp of the volunteer army, was occupied by the Japanese. The old officer and he were separated on the battlefield. He took the remaining more than a hundred brothers to the court.
Retreat within the Soviet Union.
His family was killed by the Japanese, and he only had one younger brother by his side. He did not expect that his weak younger brother would actually have the idea of surrender and want to live a peaceful life as a clerk in Manchukuo.
"You, traitor!" Wang Dayong's eyes were filled with anger as he watched his brother pull out the sword.
"Brother!" The younger brother knelt down with a plop, begging and hugging his elder brother's legs: "My parents are gone, and my sister was raped to death by the Japanese. If I follow you, I will die. Our whole family will die and we won't even have a foot."
The Wang family is about to lose its heir! I don’t want to die, I’m still young!”
"Asshole!" Wang Dayong kicked his kneeling brother down and stepped on his chest with his foot: "You--would rather be a slave?"
"Brother, it's better to die than to live. There is still hope in life. If we die, we will lose everything! Ask your brothers, he, he, he, which one of them is not secretly planning to escape? I can't bear this kind of suffering.
, we can’t have a full meal every day, and there is so much white snow everywhere that we can’t even dig out grass roots! Even cattle, sheep and livestock won’t eat tree bark, but we eat it with gusto.”
Wang Dayong shed tears and shouted emotionally: "Brother, I didn't take good care of you! Go ahead and tell your parents when you see them that your son is unfilial but must not be spineless!"
Wang Dayong slowly raised the knife, his hand was shaking and his body was shaking. But he did not hesitate and put the blade against his brother's neck.
"Brother, you want to kill me?" The younger brother was scared and timid. He knew that his elder brother never blinked when he killed Japanese soldiers, but today he was shaking so hard. The younger brother who didn't want to die begged and howled: "I don't want to be a hero.
I just want to live in peace. The entire Northeast is occupied by islanders, and I just want to survive on a certain job! Brother, I didn’t betray anyone, I’m not a traitor, and I don’t want to pick up a gun against the Chinese again!”
"Stilts!" Wang Dayong gradually regained his strength in his hands and shouted with fire in his eyes: "I would rather die standing than be a slave to the subjugation of the country! You die!"
"Crack!" The younger brother's head and body were separated. His eyes were wide open before he died. His older brother had killed him! He was his biological brother!
Wang Dayong didn't look at his brother again. He didn't dare to look and couldn't bear to look. But he stuck the big knife behind his back and raised the machine gun on the ground with both hands.
"battalion commander."
"Batalion Commander, spare us!"
"No!" Wang Dayong unswervingly pulled the gun, and the group of kneeling men said: "In the past, you were all my good brothers. We lived together and fought against the Japanese. We ate in the same pot and slept in the same pot.
Now, I don’t want to watch you become traitors! Even after you die, you are still my good brothers. As long as I am alive, I will try to take care of your family!"
"Da da da da..."
The machine gun roared with anger, helplessness and pain after firing the remaining bullets. Wang Dayong threw away the machine gun in his hand and sat down in a pool of blood. The remaining brothers gathered around and stood strong behind him.
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"Battal Commander, it's getting late!" a platoon leader reminded. It would be dark soon. They would not be able to cross the mountains at night, and encountering Russian border guards would also cause misunderstandings.
"Let's go!" Wang Dayong stood up and looked around at his dead brother and several former brothers.
"You can't go!" A loud shout came from the distance, and more than a hundred people were seen running on the snow, waving to them to stop.
Seeing that they were not Japanese soldiers, traitors, or Soviet soldiers as they hoped, Wang Dayong drew his sword and stood firmly across his chest. The group of people were so fast that they came to the opposite side of the volunteers in the blink of an eye.
"Who are they?" Wang Dayong looked at these people calmly. He felt that these people had unusual origins. They were wearing sheepskin coats and rarely seen cowhide military boots. Especially the weapons in their hands, they had never seen them before.
"Brothers, you have endured hardship!" The person coming was Huang Jinshan.
After Ma'anshan rescued the group of volunteers who escaped from the Soviet Union, Hu Zhiyong quickly thought: "The tragedy will continue, and the volunteers who cannot survive will take the risk and head towards Russia."
Huang Jinshan received the order and led three battalions into nine groups to patrol the eastern section of the border, which is about 4,320 kilometers long. They wanted to stop these people, rescue the remaining volunteers, and continue to pick up guns and fight the Japanese army!
"Answer my words!" Wang Dayong looked at Huang Jinshan with hostility. He thought that he was not his opponent. But he would not surrender. Even if he gave his last breath, he would still compete with his opponent!
"Chinese!" Huang Jinshan felt that what he said was unclear, so he added: "They are Northeasterners who fought against the Japanese and the Japanese. Like you, they will never surrender and become slaves, and they will never surrender and become traitors!"
"I believe it!" Judging from Huang Jinshan's actions and demeanor when he spoke, Wang Dayong nodded convinced and put down the sword. His body was so limp that he was about to fall down.
Huang Jinshan hurriedly walked over to support him, took out strong liquor and poured it into his mouth. The soldiers of the old regiment who followed him took out the food and distributed it to other volunteers.
After drinking a few sips of strong liquor, Wang Dayong finally gained the strength. He took the can handed over from Huang Jinshan and used it. After eating, he asked: "Is there any more?"
"Yes, but you can't eat more!" Huang Jinshan helped him sit down, patted his shoulder and said, "Have a rest, and I'll let you eat when you feel hungry again!"
A person who has been hungry for a long time will be happy and forget about it once he sees the food. When they feel full, the food will expand in the stomach and suffocate them to death. Wang Dayong is so smart. He smiled bitterly and said: "You are full people, of course you don't know
What it feels like for us to be hungry.”
"You are wrong!" The old group of soldiers came over and said to Wang Dayong on the ground: "We have been out for several days. In order to have this little food left, we have eaten grass roots, rats and poisonous snakes like you!"
"Are you here to save us?" Wang Dayong was surprised. Did his commander rush out and send people to look for them?
"Yes, we are here to rescue you, and we are also here to rescue all the brothers who were separated and wanted to smuggle abroad!" Huang Jinshan said with a sigh: "Tens of thousands of anti-Japanese volunteers evacuated the Northeast, weeping farewell to the white mountains and black waters, and stepped into a foreign land. What happened to them
What's even worse is that they were disarmed and treated like defeated prisoners!"