Judging from the gray clothes and straw sandals worn by the soldiers, they should be Sichuan troops.
When the Sichuan Army came out of Sichuan, some troops did not have time to equip themselves with winter clothes, and it was mentioned that "Sichuan Replenishment" was required, but it turned out that this was not the case at all, so the Sichuan Army joined the battle with only this thin set of clothes.
And those who also did not have time to equip winter military uniforms, but came to the battlefield wearing shorts and clothes, not only the Sichuan Army, the Guangxi Army, the Yunnan Army, etc., even some Central Army did not have time to supplement.
Zhou Weiguo took a closer look and saw that the soldier was only fifteen or sixteen years old. His face was pale, his lips were purple, and there were bullet holes in his right arm and abdomen.
The blood on his clothes has dried, and it looks like he has been here for a while.
Next to him, there was a Hanyang rifle. There was blood on the gun. He must have used the gun as a crutch after being injured. Finally, he fell to the ground due to exhaustion.
Although the soldier said he had fainted, his hands were still guarding the briefcase, and he didn't know what was in it.
Zhou Weiguo squatted on the ground, Xiao Ya also squatted and pointed; "Xue Yi discovered him just now, and a person suddenly appeared and scared her so she screamed."
Xueyi? Zhou Weiguo looked back at the female student who was still panting and still had not recovered; "Her name is Xueyi?"
Xiao Ya hummed; "Yes, that's my student." As if she felt that the topic was going too far, Xiao Ya raised her finger and pointed at the soldier; "Is there any way to save the surviving ones?"
save?
Zhou Weiguo looked at it and shook his head slightly: "No, if it had been discovered earlier, he could still survive. But now, the wound is seriously infected and has already penetrated his internal organs. It is impossible for him to survive."
Xiao Ya pulled the briefcase, but her hand was still holding the briefcase tightly.
"He is still holding the briefcase tightly at this time. I think he is protecting something. Can you wake him up and see if he has anything to say." Xiao Ya pointed.
This soldier.
Zhou Weiguo hummed, took off the water bottle from his waist, fed the soldier a few mouthfuls, and then pinched Ren Zhong.
The soldier coughed twice and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother, brother." Zhou Weiguo did not dare to help him up. He had an epigastrium in his abdomen. Once he was helped, the severe pain would kill him on the spot.
Zhou Weiguo was wearing the uniform of the Central Army, but now, it is good to see his own people.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old soldier opened his eyes slightly and showed joy when he saw it was him, and looked at the briefcase that had fallen to the side.
Xiao Ya quickly picked it up and shook it in front of him; "Whatever you want to say, just say it."
The soldier's face should be distorted in pain. But he still grabbed Zhou Weiguo with both hands; "I am the messenger of the 717th Regiment of the Sichuan Army. In the battle outside the city, there were more than a thousand people in our regiment, and we fought a bloody battle with a Japanese brigade for a day.
Before he died, the regiment leader entrusted me with the roster and letters of our regiment, and asked me to take them back to Sichuan and entrust them to their families. I can't do it anymore and can't complete the mission of the regiment leader. You...
…Can you help me?”
This was his last wish. The soldier could persist for so long because he was thinking about his mission. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
"Okay, I promise you, after the war stabilizes, I will send someone to Sichuan and entrust these family letters to them."
As soon as Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, the soldier smiled in the direction outside Jinling City and said, "Commander, I'm here, I'm here to accompany you."
The forest suddenly became silent.
Xiao Ya, who was holding a briefcase, pointed to the soldier on the ground; "He...he is dead."
Zhou Weiguo saw it, but now, he did not have time to dig a hole and bury the soldier in front of him.
Xueyi had already come over. Zhou Weiguo glanced at the soldier who had closed his eyes and said, "Go and get some branches to put on him. This will also prevent him from being bitten by wild beasts."
After setting up some branches to cover the body, the three people with heavy hearts drove forward on their motorcycles.
Soon after, the motorcycle got on the road behind Shuixi Gate. After driving for a while, Zhou Weiguo saw a sloppy team in front of him.
There were all kinds of people, including the Sichuan Army, the Gui Army, and part of the Central Army. It seemed that there should be about five or six hundred people.
The walking troops also heard the sound of motorcycles behind them. The leader looked back.
Zhou Weiguo looked carefully and found that one of the people was actually the Sichuan Army captain he met at the girls' middle school.
"Sir, it's you. I thought it was that one." The captain waited for Zhou Weiguo to come over, then smiled and said hello.
Zhou Weiguo stopped his motorcycle and pointed at the five or six hundred people; "Do you still have so many people?"
The lieutenant shook his head slightly; "Maybe Lange, these are what I encountered after I left the city. I remember the commander said we couldn't go to Xiaguan, so I asked them to come here together."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the two soldiers sitting on the motorcycle.
His naturally vicious eyes made him speak more straightforwardly, "Sir, your wife is so beautiful. No wonder you risked your life to save her. Thank God, your Majesty rescued your wife."
The soldiers around him didn't understand what happened before, so they could only stand here and listen stupidly.
Zhou Weiguo looked at Xiao Ya, whose face was slightly red; "Yes, she was rescued, otherwise, I wouldn't want to live."
After he finished speaking, he changed the subject; "Since there are so many people, let's set off. There is another detachment in front of us. Let's go to join my troops first, rest for one night, break through head-on tomorrow, and then go to the east of Tangshan
Cross the river.
The captain nodded: "Sir, we are all scattered people. There has been no one to take command for a long time. Chief Lange said that we can just do it."
This was said with sincerity, but also with some loss and frustration.
Zhou Weiguo could understand their feelings. He sent out the Sichuan Army or the Gui Army with full enthusiasm, but what he got in exchange was that he could not stop him when facing the enemy. In many cases, he was outnumbered, even several times more than the opponent.
Under such circumstances, the opponent still allowed the opponent to open up their position.
When forced to do so, they could only grit their teeth and rush forward despite the fierce artillery fire of the opponent, just to fight with the Japanese army with bayonets and fight with them.
Even knowing that sometimes there is no way to defeat them, and even if they go up to them, they will die, but they rush forward without hesitation. One group falls, and the other group continues,
In the Luodian counterattack, tens of thousands of Gui troops died in a single charge because they could not be suppressed by artillery fire.
The central army is doing better, with some artillery reinforcements, but the local troops can only rely on their lives.
If people don't believe what he said, I'm afraid some Sichuan soldiers never saw what the Japanese soldiers looked like until their death.
