After receiving the military order, the entire independent battalion began to operate like a precision machine.
Tang Dao, who once again received the second secret order from the headquarters, found Lei Xiong, and the two had a long and frank conversation.
"Brother Lei, I wonder what you think of me?" Tang Dao sat opposite Lei Xiong, handed over a cigarette, and asked seriously.
Since Songjiang, Lei Xiong, the number two figure in the Four-Hing Battalion, and Tang Dao have been together less and less often. Even if they are together, it is because of the urgency of the war. The two of them are mostly directing operations from the front, and they rarely have time to have long conversations face to face.
But Tang Dao knew that this task of escorting the students north, especially after reaching the mountain, when the entire independent battalion needed to choose which path, would not be possible without the support of Lei Xiong, the second-largest figure.
He is now the backbone of the Independent Battalion, but Lei Xiong also has a very high reputation. Among other things, most of the old troops in the Sihang Battalion have now become squad and platoon-level officers. If Lei Xiong raises objections,
Those junior officers who had followed him for months or even years must have had a change of heart.
This has nothing to do with whether Tang Dao's leadership is strong or not. China is a humane society and has been this way for thousands of years.
The conversation between the two is a matter of time, so it is better to take advantage of the secret military order to speak out. If Lei Xiong has different opinions, Tang Dao still has a chance to correct his mistakes. The worst result is that Lei Xiong takes away some people.
Returning to his imperial army, Tang Dao took Tiexin and followed him all the way north.
Although Lei Xiong looks like a fierce Zhang Fei, only those who are familiar with him know that he has a very clear mind and is a very wise person.
The reason why he has not been promoted in the Royal Guards for several years is because he is too angular, almost like a hexagonal warrior, which makes the officers' heads hurt. It's not that he doesn't understand tact, but that he doesn't care.
Just smooth.
However, he is extremely capable and is not suitable for officialdom, but he is very suitable for the battlefield. Naturally, a fire support company commander is the most suitable position for him. If he had not chosen to follow Tang Dao and shoot him out of the Four Lines Warehouse, away from those who have adapted to the so-called
For those who follow the rules of officialdom, being an Army Major is probably their highest military position.
Although Tang Dao's question didn't go straight to the point, Lei Xiong had already heard a lot of the meaning. He narrowed his eyes slightly, was silent for a moment, and answered in the same serious manner: "You are very strong, so strong that I can
I all feel a sense of powerlessness. But, sir, do you know? When the division headquarters first ordered the establishment of the Four Elements Battalion, and you became the commander of the Four Elements Battalion, I was actually a little unconvinced at first."
"Well! Brother Lei, you are a veteran officer. You are above me in terms of qualifications and experience." Tang Dao nodded.
"Hi! I admit that I have more qualifications than you, but what about the battlefield experience?" Lei Xiong smiled instead. "Sir, please don't comfort me. I can see that you may have fewer years in the army than me, but this
You have much more battlefield experience than I do, although I don’t know where you got this battlefield experience.”
"As the battles were fought one after another, I realized that I was wrong." Lei Xiong sighed. "If I were the commander of the Sixing Battalion, maybe I could escape with my brothers, but
It is absolutely impossible for me to be like you, leading my brothers to kill more than a dozen Japanese fighter planes and miraculously annihilate a heavy artillery brigade.
Haha! In the future, whenever I think about how I can show off in front of my big fat boy what an awesome battle I fought back then, I will laugh even in my dreams!"
Lei Xiong is smiling.
Tang Dao felt inexplicably sour in his heart.
Because he knew that this was the simplest wish buried deep in the heart of the usually strong Army Lieutenant Colonel in front of him. After fighting this battle, he would go back alive to hug his son. The photo he had shown to him should still be there.
Keep it close to your chest in his breast pocket!
"Brother Lei, believe me, no matter how long this battle lasts, we will definitely win!" Tang Dao said seriously.
"Hehe! I believe you, but I don't know if I can live to see that day, but it's not a big deal, as long as my baby can be filial to his mother, I will save enough for him to marry a wife while I'm still alive.
It's all about the money. I can't be a father for nothing." Lei Xiong looked relaxed.
Then, he took a long drag on the cigarette and looked at Tang Dao with the same serious eyes: "Sir, if you have anything to say, just say it. Since I have chosen to follow you, I will not have any second thoughts, whether it is returning to the 88th Division,
Either go to the Sichuan Army, I'm determined to follow you."
"This is the military order given to me by generals Wu and Guo from the headquarters. Take a look at it first." Tang Dao took out the order sent to him by Xiao Chong, Wu's personal guard.
"Our independent battalion will go to Pengcheng after this war to receive a batch of ordnance and equipment to be sent to the 22nd Army?" Lei Xiong glanced at the order and was completely stunned.
He probably never dreamed that the combat mission the Independence Battalion was about to accept would require marching thousands of miles.
Of course Lei Xiong of the 22nd Army knew that the 200,000-strong Sichuan Army came out of Sichuan to fight against Japan and was divided into two armies.
One is the 23rd Army Group led by the Chairman of Sichuan Province. The 43rd Army they are currently in belongs to this group army. They set off from eastern Sichuan and went down the river to the Songhu battlefield.
The 22nd Army set out from northern Sichuan and headed for Shanxi along the Sichuan-Shaanxi Highway. It was led by another Sichuan Army leader named Deng.
This is an independent camp traveling from east to west, covering a distance of nearly 2,000 miles.
谷/span> However, since they are both from the Sichuan Army, it is normal to send them ordnance. When I first met the 43rd Army, I looked at the old sleeves they were holding and the old Hanyang-made straw sandals they were wearing with their toes exposed.
, Lei Xiong, who had become accustomed to moral weapons, felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.
However, with the combat power of the independent battalion, although the task of transporting ordnance is arduous, it does not require Tang Dao, the chief officer, to talk to him specifically. Soldiers regard obeying orders as their bounden duty. This truth has been deeply rooted in Lei Xiong's bones.
"Then! After the mission of transporting ordnance is completed." Lei Xiong got straight to the point.
"The journey is long, and with the changes in the battlefield, our independent battalion will be unable to return by then, so we will stay in the north to fight the Japanese invaders and fight independently behind enemy lines." Tang Dao's answer was also very clear.
"What do you mean?" Lei Xiong, such a smart man, immediately understood what Tang Dao meant.
The independent battalion will not fall under the command of the 22nd Group, and the so-called battlefield behind enemy lines is the main battlefield of that army.
"We will unite all friendly forces that can be united." Tang Dao was not too straightforward this time, but he knew that with Lei Xiong's wisdom, he would be able to hear his slightly cautious words.
Lei Xiong did not reply quickly, but fell into silence.
Tang Dao did not force him to express his position immediately.
After all, these are two lineups. Even if both sides are wearing the same military uniforms and the same cap badges, people in both lineups know that without the Japanese aggressors, the common enemy of the entire nation, the two tigers with different political views would
, there must be a fight.
For a long time, Lei Xiong's somewhat confused eyes gradually became firm. He threw the cigarette butt that was almost burning to the ground between his fingers, crushed it with his foot, and looked at Tang Dao: "I am a soldier, and a soldier is a soldier.
We should take obedience to orders as our bounden duty. As long as we are fighting the Japanese and not surrendering the troops, sir, you can tell us where to fight and how to fight. All you have to do is give the order, and Lei Xiong promises to carry out the order."
"Okay! With your words, Brother Lei, I feel relieved." Tang Dao stretched out his hand to Lei Xiong. "Believe me, we will all live well. When the war is over, I will accompany you to visit your sister-in-law and nephew.
When my nephew gets married, I promise to give him a big gift."
Lei Xiong also stretched out his hand and shook Tang Dao's hand firmly, but his face was not so happy, but rather frowning, "Sir, you are a bit unreasonable."
"What?"
"You seem to be reminding me that when you get married to a reporter from Tantai, you must remember to give him a big gift! I can't say enough. It's only 20 oceans at most and no more. I'll give you the rest.
My nephew’s wife’s book.”
"Haha! 20 is 20, but Brother Lei can warm up the standards for the brothers first." Tang Dao laughed.
It was as if he could marry a beautiful reporter at any time.
Tang Dao on the battlefield of love is as confident as Tang Dao on the real battlefield.
Tang Dao, who gained enough support from communicating with Lei Xiong, now forgot about his 'difficult' future father-in-law.
Fortunately, he had a cavalry platoon leader who memorized his poetry while pretending to be 13.
That guy was still reciting "Hei Ye" silently when he mounted his horse, much more seriously than recording military orders.
However, Comrade Lu Sanjiang's hard work was not in vain.
In the dead of night, Lu Sanjiang, who was sitting around the campfire, wanted to get close to his superior Taishan in the future, but the 'handsome uncle' told a few historical stories very arrogantly out of dissatisfaction with a certain brat who coveted his daughter.
And by the way, he recited a poem describing the night to show off his talent as a great talent in the south of the Yangtze River. He also told a group of top soldiers that you, like your commander, are just little scum in this respect. Are you surprised by my talent?
shocked?
Lu Sanjiang raised his head and stared into the night, assuming the same calm posture as a certain officer.
The vicissitudes of the face and the slightly low and melancholy voice are paired with the phrase "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light!"
Absolutely amazing!
The handsome uncle solidified into a stone statue in the dark night!
