Walking from the western suburbs of Shanghai to Suzhou is not too far in the concept of Tangcheng. Riding a truck all the way to Qiandeng Town in Tangcheng can hardly understand the suffering faced by those refugees who only rely on two legs to travel. When going to Suzhou,
There are no Japanese aircraft or cannons there, nor are there constant gunshots. More and more refugees fleeing from Shanghai have carved out a new road in the wilderness and mountains leading to Suzhou. As long as you follow it, you will not go wrong.
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After watching for a while at the checkpoint, Tang Cheng, who was quite bored, waited for Niu Wazi to come back from the town, then sat alone on a wooden pile by the roadside to clean his shell gun. The gun is the soul of the soldier, and the gun is
The courage of soldiers, Robert and Xie Bo both said, so Tang Cheng would play with his weapons when he was free. Compared with Niu Wazi who patrolled back and forth with a rifle at the checkpoint, Tang Cheng lowered his head and wiped his gun with a cold face.
Obviously, it will make the refugees outside the checkpoint obey the rules.
After taking a few bites of the big cake sent by Nianzi, Tang Cheng leaned back on the wooden post and closed his eyes to meditate. The afternoon sun was warm, making Tang Cheng feel comfortable all over. In a daze, Tang Cheng seemed to have returned to the church.
In the backyard, Robert would stay with Tang Cheng in the backyard to bask in the afternoon sun during his free time. A burst of noise reached his ears, and Tang Cheng woke up in a daze. As before, as long as he could see him in his dream
Robert would refuse to wake up, and the sound of "Bang!" caused Tang Cheng, who was still lingering on the edge of the dream, to suddenly bounce up like a conditioned reflex.
"What's going on?" Tang Cheng arranged the armed belt on his body and took out the ring speed machine that Xie Bo gave him. The gunshots and commotion came from outside the checkpoint. There were soldiers and refugees among the crowd.
The crowd gathered around the boss, and a scalper fell dead in the middle. Three wailing half-year-old children were shaking a woman covered in blood and shouting at the top of their lungs. Next to them lay a middle-aged man who also had blood stains on his body.
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This was not the first time that Tang Cheng saw a dead person, but Hayworth couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. These three children and the man and woman on the ground were obviously a family. If both husband and wife died together, these three
What to do with the child? "Who fired the gun?" Tang Cheng subconsciously turned to look at the group members, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
"Squad leader, it's not us who don't care about our affairs." A simple and honest group member smiled awkwardly, "It's really not us, it's the bosses over there who were so hungry and anxious that they insisted on killing other people's cows for meat, but they didn't
Yes, there was a quarrel between the two parties. When we came over, the man in that house had already been shot, and the woman was knocked over by the bosses with the butts of their guns."
"Yes, it was me who fired the gun. I wanted to rob the cow." The murderer pointed out by the regiment was a guy with a charred face and a military uniform. The rank mark that Xie Bo had told Tangcheng could not be found on his collar, so Tangcheng
I just stepped aside to let the guy extend his finger, but I couldn't tell whether he was an officer or a soldier.
Seeing that Tang Cheng was carrying two shell guns, the murderer didn't know Tang Cheng's identity, but judging from Tang Cheng's appearance, he didn't think he was an officer. Maybe he was just an officer's guard or something. Seeing Tang Cheng, he dodged and avoided.
He stretched out his finger and the murderer yelled fiercely, "I shot because of these brothers behind me. Our brothers came all the way from the northwest to fight with the little devils, and we didn't even stutter. How can I say that?"
If my hand is accurate, that man will not die."
Staring at Tang Cheng fiercely again, the man waved his arms and shouted loudly, "I have a lot, so I don't care about you brats anymore. Brothers, kill the cows and cook them for us to eat."
We're full so we can go on our way." The defeated soldier probably turned out to be a small leader. The leader had already started to make a fuss, and several soldiers behind him also rushed up, but soon stopped. Niu Wazi and the group members had already picked up the food.
Rifles equipped with bayonets protected Tangcheng. As long as they continued to move forward, they were immediately blocked by at least a dozen rifles. The bayonets on the guns did not look like fakes.
"Back off, back off." Niu Wazi directed the regiment members with trembling legs to press forward steadily, forcing the defeated soldiers to retreat. But at first glance, these defeated soldiers were withdrawn from the battlefield, no matter what their results were.
After all, he rolled over the pile of dead people, so he was not frightened by a dozen regiment members who had just learned how to shoot. The guy who just pointed at Tangcheng's nose and made rude remarks stood motionless with his arms folded. Niu Wazi's bayonet had already torn his gun.
Although he was wearing a military uniform, the guy still had a sideways look and a sneer on his face. Apparently he knew that Niu Wazi didn't dare to actually stab him with a bayonet.
"Brothers, let me unload their guns and let these brats see what our Northwest Army is capable of." The defeated soldier reached out and grabbed Niu Wazi's rifle. When he kicked Niu Wazi over, the rifle
He had already snatched them away. This group of soldiers were all people who rolled over from the pile of dead people. That made a few regiment members become arrogant in front of them. They rushed up in a swarm and unloaded the rifles of several regiment members in the front row. They were killed.
The members of the group who had snatched the guns were kicked over and made friends with Niu Wazi.
Tang Cheng was carrying two shell guns. The defeated soldiers didn't know what Tang Cheng was doing, so they didn't use violence against him like they did to Niu Wazi. They just took away Tang Cheng's two shell guns. "Boy, we
I just hit you passers-by, and I didn’t mean to make things difficult for you. I accepted the gun as an apology for my shock. As for your commander’s treatment of you, that’s your business and I have nothing to do with it.”
The leader of the defeated soldiers inserted both of Tang Cheng's shell guns into his waist, and still looked at Tang Cheng arrogantly.
Suddenly, Tang Cheng took a step forward and got close to the leader of the defeated soldiers. He raised his hand and put the m1911a1 pistol he pulled out from his waist to his head and shouted sternly, "Tell your people to put down their guns and then retreat.
Young Master, I have a bad temper. Maybe I will pull the trigger with a flick of my finger. If you don’t want to live anymore, we can try." Only people in the second company of Tangcheng’s three pistols know about it. Those few soldiers who broke up came over.
When taking the gun, they only took away the shell guns in the gun cases on Tang Cheng's left and right waists, but did not carefully search Tang Cheng's back waist. The M1911 left by Robert was always inserted into Tang Cheng's back waist.
The leader of the defeated soldiers who was pointed at by Tang Cheng was also a tough man. Not only did he not ask for mercy at all, but he glared at Tang Cheng sideways like a knife and kept yelling. "Young man, if you have the ability,
Just start looting. If you and I frown, I'll be a bastard." Seeing that Tang Cheng didn't fire, the leader of the rout became even more energetic. The content of his scoldings became more and more unbearable, and Tang Cheng's face became darker and darker as he listened.
It's getting colder and colder, and veins are already popping up on my forehead.
"If you want to die, I will help you." As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Cheng pulled the trigger of the pistol, and the gun rang out. The bullet fired from the barrel of the m1911 hit the man's thigh from top to bottom.
They hit each other, and then dug into the soil under their feet with a pool of blood. Tang Cheng's sudden attack scared the soldiers behind the guy and hurriedly retreated. Two of them even took the rifles they had just grabbed.
He threw it on the ground, then squatted down with his head in his hands.
"Brother...Oh, brother, little brother...please show me your noble hand..." The blood flowing from the wound quickly soaked one of the guy's trouser legs. The leader of the defeated army was frightened and couldn't help but say
Tang Cheng begged, completely losing his arrogance and domineering attitude just now. "Don't you see that everyone has not enough food? We haven't eaten anything since we retreated. Everyone is too hungry to walk. The cow is originally
I plan to pay for it." Seeing that Tang Cheng's face was getting more and more ugly, and the gun pointed at him showed no intention of putting down, the leader of the defeated soldiers' voice became quieter and quieter, and his face slowly started to turn blue.
"You, the Northwest Army, have no military regulations? You don't know what happens if you snatch weapons? You dare to snatch the guns of our 88th Division? You are so brave." Niu Wazi, who was pulled up from the ground, saw that Tang Cheng was already there.
After taking control of the situation, he immediately regained his energy. Not only did he command his regiment members to retrieve their own weapons, but he also found ropes and tied up the defeated soldiers. Niu Wazi, who had been beaten, started to attack.
Naturally, it was not a serious matter. The defeated soldiers grimaced, but every one of them dared to resist.
"Find something to tie his wound. If he dies here, it will bring us trouble." After shooing away the refugees who were watching the excitement, Tangcheng asked the regiment members to escort the person to the wilderness by the roadside. The person was already injured.
, but Tangcheng cannot let him die here. Although Xie Bo has added his name to the roster of the Second Company, he is only a superior soldier after all. Killing friendly troops is a serious crime, not to mention that he does not know the battle situation in Shanghai now.
No matter what, Tangcheng didn't know whether the other party was a defeated army ordered to retreat or a deserter.
"Do we have meat to eat?" Niu Wazi, with a happy face, hurried over and whispered together with Tang Cheng, "According to what you said, give that family a big ocean, and the cow will be ours to buy.
The couple's injuries looked scary, but they weren't actually fatal. I sent someone to take the family to the hospital in the town. I guess they would be fine after ten and a half days.
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When the Second Company was recruiting soldiers in the town, the merchants who had money and materials were very enthusiastic about donating money and materials. In addition to the military pay for those regiment members, Xie Bo also asked Liu Yangyang to reissue the military pay for those who had withdrawn from the Second Company.
He had accumulated three months of military pay. So Erlian was now a rich man, and the ocean was enough for the family to live comfortably for a few months. Although they lost their cattle, after all, people were still alive, and there was still hope for people alive.
"Then you stay here, I will take two men to escort them back to the company commander for disposal." Niu Wazi went back in the morning, and now it is Tang Cheng's turn. The defeated soldiers have their hands tied behind their backs with ropes, and Tang Cheng is not afraid of them.
He was faster than his own pistol, so he called in two regiment men to lift the leader of the defeated soldiers who was wounded in the thigh.