Liu Yangyang asked Lao Xu to collect the weapons and ammunition of these defeated troops, but did not reprimand them. If they were not forced to panic, these guys wearing German-style helmets would never do this kind of robbery like those local armed forces.
"We are a unit of the 88th Division that was broken up in Nanjing. This time we are sending my injured nephew to find a place to recuperate. Since you are going home anyway, these guns and bullets will naturally not be used. I
I’ll exchange it with you for food and accommodation.”
With Liu Yangyang's acquiescence, the rather reluctant Jiujin once again contributed a bag of steamed buns and dozens of yuan. Although the money was not a lot, it was enough for their respective travel expenses home. "Thank you sir, thank you sir." Every time.
All the defeated soldiers who received the money nodded to Liu Yangyang, only Jiujin's face became more and more ugly. The honest and honest Jiujin had a miser-like temperament at heart, wishing he could use one ocean as ten, Liu Yangyang was in vain
The dozens of pieces of ocean given to these tribulations made Jiujin very distressed.
Liu Yangyang did not ask the numbers of the troops who broke out, nor did he say much to them. After Tian Kui's carriage caught up, Liu Yangyang ordered Lao Xu to drive off. If it had been half a month ago, what would Liu Yangyang have said?
He wanted to collect these broken soldiers into the second company, but now he has made up his mind to go to Sichuan. The only way to gather so many broken soldiers is to become bandits. Besides, Liu Yangyang doesn't have that much money to feed such people.
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After they were on the road again, Tian Kui's family's attitude towards Liu Shan and the others changed a lot. From close to far away, it had changed to fear and fawning. Liu Yangyang didn't criticize them, but just whispered to Tang Cheng, who was lying on his back.
Just as Liu Yangyang and the others were heading towards Mengcheng, in a remote farmhouse less than 2 miles away from them, in a mud house with air leakage, a group of ragged Japanese soldiers were sleeping quietly.
The sound of snoring and the strong smell of sweat filled the whole room.
The bonfire made the air in the house very dry and even choking, but no one dared to ventilate the house because it was January and the weather was very cold even in northern Jiangsu, and this group of thinly-clad **
There seemed to be no clothing to keep out the cold. The smoke came out from the cracks in the roof. It was very dark and thick and could be seen from a distance, but the people in the house had to endure the choking smoke.
I was hiding in the house because it was too cold outside.
"Sir, we've seen it all. Many of us have varying degrees of frostbite on our hands and feet. This kind of weather is very unfavorable to us." Medical officer Zhang Yun walked to the door helplessly after inspecting every corner of the room.
I met my company commander Lu Yong. Their group also escaped from Nanjing City. There were more than 300 people when they crossed the river, but after crossing the river, only these brothers were left, and the others were all carried away by the river.
The whereabouts are unknown.
Naturally, they had no part in crossing the river on a steamer. Zhang Yun and the others swam across the river on a raft or carrying logs. It was precisely because most of the brothers got wet that they rested in this farm for a while.
Later in the evening, I discovered that half of the brothers who were still alive and well before going to bed were already unconscious. Those brothers who had wounds on their bodies before crossing the river were burned to the point of unconsciousness, and the rotten flesh at the wounds that had turned white was turned outwards, making
People were shocked to see it.
The uninjured brothers are doing better, as they don’t have wounds that make people feel scared when they see them. However, among the brothers who paddled across the river by themselves, some of the brothers’ hands have begun to become inflamed and swollen, as swollen as bread. Their bodies
Most of them have old injuries, and the veterans have small injuries all over their bodies. After the river water soaks them, these large and small injuries may kill them. Looking at each one, they are slightly congested by the fire, but
But there was still no blood, only a swollen and weak face. Zhang Yun was extremely sad and anxious.
"Sir, what should we do? If there is no medicine, those injured brothers will be in trouble." Zhang Yun looked helplessly at the company commander Lu Yong, but suddenly found that Lu Yong's eyes were distracted at this time, and his face was pale and pale.
There was a trace of flushing. He quickly reached out and touched Lu Yong's forehead. Oh my god, that forehead was so hot that it was almost smoking. It turned out that the commander was also ill. "Liuzi, you and Lao He light more fires and burn the house down."
It's warmer. I'll go out to find some food and come back. I have food in my stomach, and maybe the brothers will wake up." Zhang Yun, who was extremely anxious, carried his own clothes and walked out of the broken house.
There is more than one house in this farm. There are several houses not far away from Zhang Yun and the others. And those houses look like they are inhabited. At least they don’t have cracks and holes everywhere like Zhang Yun’s house.
.In one of the rooms, a dozen people wearing large and small bags and looking like civilians were gathering around the fire to keep warm. There were men, women, old and young. They looked like they were fleeing.
refugee.
These refugees hated Zhang Yun and the others. Originally, they had a surplus of food, and even donated part of it to the refugees passing by. But then soldiers with guns came to snatch the food they were carrying, and
More than one group came to rob them. As soon as they thought of this, they hated Zhang Yun and the others in military uniforms. The food was not robbed, but their fairies were very hungry because Zhang Yun and the others were also here.
As long as Zhang Yun and the others are still there, these refugees will not dare to take out their food. Who knows if they will be robbed again.
There are open spaces around the farm. There is only one color in the open spaces in winter, and that is the white of snow. Although the pale snow is not bright, it is very dazzling. Zhang Yun, who was thinly dressed, squinted his eyes that were hurt by the fireworks.
, standing at the door of the dilapidated house and looking around. Although dizziness hit him in waves, he still had to hold on. There were more than 30 of his robes lying in the house, and half of them were unconscious. As the only remaining doctor,
Officer, he has to find a way to make those brothers get well and live.
The location of this farm is actually very dangerous. Although the silk is an open area, it also limits their movement range. Once danger occurs, the brothers in the house may be made dumplings by the enemy. But Zhang Yun and the others cannot move at all at this time.
Not to mention that half of the brothers were unconscious and unconscious. Even the remaining half who were still somewhat conscious were starving and weak, and could not walk a long distance at all.
He had to find food first. Zhang Yun's eyes moved to other houses dozens of meters away. He knew that there were people in those houses. He knew it when he came here last night. If there are people, they should have food. It is impossible for them to prepare for the winter without food.
, "The people there must have food, and we have to find a way to get them to take it out." But is there any way to get the food? It seems that Zhang Yun can no longer think of anything other than force them with guns.
There is no other way.
:Why did our Sichuan Army go out to Sichuan to fight against the Japanese? Because the little devils don’t regard us Chinese as human beings, and because we don’t fight them away, they will kill our people! If you do this yourself, is there any difference between you and the little devils?”
Just when Zhang Yun had decided to ask people to go over to grab food with him, he suddenly remembered what the commander of the Sichuan Army had said before the Sichuan Army left Sichuan. Yes, if the soldiers all went to rob the common people, then
What's the difference between him and a little devil?
Zhang Yun suddenly shed helpless tears. He was not stimulated by the snow light. He really cried. Zhang Yun, who would not even frown when faced with bullets and bullets on the battlefield, actually cried at this time! People around him
He shed tears when his brothers fell one by one, but they were out of grief and anger. He had never shed tears in the face of difficulties since he put on the military uniform. But today he cried because he really had no other choice. The brothers in the room
He and the company commander were almost struggling on the line of life and death, but he was unable to save them. This is the tragedy of a medical officer.
"Da da da da da da" A sudden burst of gunfire interrupted Zhang Yun's silent crying. Although Zhang Yun was a medical officer and did not have much experience in shooting and killing little devils, these did not prevent him from immediately identifying
The direction where the gunshots came from. There will naturally be people when there are gunshots. Zhang Yun still remembers that when he walked into this farm last night, it seemed that he only walked less than 2 miles from the road to this side. As long as he crossed the east side of the farm
If the land is sloping, you should be able to see the road.
Without bothering to wipe the tears from his face, Zhang Yun grabbed the rifle with only three bullets left in his stiff hands and ran towards the slope. Zhang Yun, who had no choice but to pin his last hope on this distance,
On the road not far away, the person using the gun may not necessarily be a gunman, but Zhang Yun was almost blindly sure that the person who fired just now was definitely not a Japanese soldier, because he knew that the Japanese soldiers were not pursuing that fast.
, as long as the people who came were not Japanese soldiers, Zhang Yun would risk his own life to bring them back for food.
"Stop, hand over all the food, or I will shoot." A piece of frozen hard garbage was thrown in the middle of the road with great force. Before Liu Yang and Tang Cheng on the carriage could recover,
A black muzzle appeared in the field on the roadside and pointed at them. The person lying down in the field holding a rifle was Zhang Yun, who was running out of breath.
The appearance of these carriages made Zhang Yun, who was running across the slope, overjoyed. He also regretted not bringing more people with him. If he could rob a horse, the brothers would have broth to drink. He was already dizzy from breathing.
The dazzled Zhang Yun didn't even notice that Liu Yangyang on the carriage was also wearing a military uniform, so he picked up a piece of dirt and threw it out. There were only three bullets in the gun, and he didn't dare to waste it casually.
"Damn, there are so many little thieves I met today, and there's no end to them." A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of Liu Yangyang, who was astonished. He pulled the trigger of the flower machine with a click and loaded the gun. He raised his hand and fired.
He was about to swipe at the guy who wanted to make trouble on Tai Sui's head, but Tang Cheng stretched out his hand to stop him.