Chapter 0003 Self-proclaimed head, save the Sichuan Army!
Including the Dragon Boat Festival, there are 88 people left in the security team.
Thirteen of them are veterans. They have been fighting with warlords since they were teenagers. Some of them are now nearly fifty.
Decades of training have made these people cunning and slippery.
They huddled back during the battle and let the new recruits go up and die.
So they rarely mingle with the new recruits. There are just a dozen old guys teasing each other together.
In their eyes, Dragon Boat Festival is also a new recruit. They bullied him before just for fun.
But things are different now. Dragon Boat Festival's fighting power has made a dozen old guys surrender. In addition, Lao Hulu is familiar with them, and a dozen people actually follow Dragon Boat Festival's lead.
As for the new recruits, they all acted based on the expressions of the dozen veterans.
Dragon Boat Festival thought that we should make use of these dozen veteran oils. Especially one veteran oily named Laokan.
This veteran Youzi's marksmanship is very good. Although he is nearly fifty years old, he can hit wherever he points within two hundred meters. Moreover, he is also a demolitionist, gunner, and grenadier.
It's just that he was not reused under Liu Mazi, and now he is only a squad leader.
Dragon Boat Festival directly promoted him to the position of First Battalion Commander. The old boy was almost overjoyed.
Although he also knew that the military rank Duanwu Feng could not count, he felt comfortable in his heart.
Duanwu appointed himself a regiment commander in order to have the right to speak in Sihang Warehouse. If he and Xie Jinyuan could join forces and stick to Sihang Warehouse, they would definitely be able to show the prestige of the Chinese soldiers.
Duanwu once analyzed the battle of Sihang Warehouse.
The strategic significance of this battle is not great, and there are many elements of showmanship.
But this battle was the last dignity of Chinese soldiers.
Since September 18th, there have been repeated defeats, each time ending in defeat. Even when Xie Jinyuan's battalion was ordered to garrison the Sihang Warehouse, the song "Zoumaicheng" was sung on the stage across the river.
Ridiculing the Central Army's incompetence in combat.
The people have lost confidence in their own army, and the morale of the Chinese army has been low.
Under such circumstances, Xie Jinyuan fought a desperate battle with the Japanese invaders with the determination to die, just to awaken the fighting spirit of the Chinese army and the 40 million compatriots.
Therefore, the battle at Sihang Warehouse was also crucial in Duanwu's eyes.
This battle has nothing to do with showing off or having any military significance; it is simply a fight for the dignity of Chinese soldiers.
Of course, those veterans of the security group who were following the Dragon Boat Festival didn't understand. They were still dreaming of taking advantage of the opportunity to make straw.
However, when they saw the scene not far away, they all fell silent.
A small group of Japanese soldiers were practicing, using prisoners of war and civilians to practice bayonets.
The bayonet penetrated the human body, causing severe pain and making people scream.
Duanwu and others heard the tragic cry from more than 200 meters apart.
At this time, more than a hundred prisoners of war and civilians were dead, and there were still more than thirty old people, women, and children trembling.
They huddled together and screamed every time someone was killed.
Children were crying and women were begging for mercy, but it still didn't help.
The crazy little Japs had no humanity at all. They dragged an old man out and prepared to tie him to a pillar stained with blood to prepare for the next wave of assassination training.
"You little devil, I'm like an immortal like you. Do you think you have the guts to come at me?"
On the other side, a man with a crew cut, about 1.65 meters tall, wearing straw sandals and a light yellow military uniform, was yelling curses.
Judging from his accent in Duanwu, this man and several others wearing the same military uniform should all be from the Sichuan Army.
The 26th Division of the Sichuan Army also fought very fiercely on the Songhu battlefield. It defended Dachang Town for seven days and seven nights, with more than 10,000 people in the division. In the end, only more than 600 people died and left the battlefield.
Such heroes, Dragon Boat Festival must rescue them, as well as those innocent people.
But at this time, others retreated.
Because there were too many little devils, there were more than forty people, about a small team.
On the contrary, there are only eighty-eight of them. The strength of the troops is very different. Although many people also have the intention to save others, they still have some resistance in their hearts to exchange their own lives for the lives of others.
Lao Hulu smacked his lips and persuaded: "Dragon Boat Festival, it's not that we don't want to save people. The little Japs are so powerful. There are so many Japs that even one battalion can't defeat them. Let's wait for the Japs to leave and collect a corpse for everyone."
Even if you are worthy of them."
People around him quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, Brother Hulu is right. Let's collect their bodies."
"If someone is behind the enemy, do you dare to shoot?"
At this moment, Duanwu asked back.
He didn't rebuke anyone, but instead made an analogy: Do you dare to shoot the Japanese behind their backs?
Dozens of people looked at each other and nodded frequently. A few veterans even had ruthless expressions on their faces.
If they say they don't hate the Japanese, they are lying to themselves. They are afraid of the Japanese.
Because all the rumors tell them the fact that although the Little Japs are not tall, they are very powerful in combat. A regiment of the regular army often cannot defeat a squadron of the Little Japs.
This deep-rooted thought makes them timid. Therefore, they don't even think about confronting the Japanese head-on.
But shooting a gun behind a kid's back is a different story. As the saying goes, it's easy to hide with an open gun and hard to defend against a hidden arrow. According to veteran Youzi, this is no different from hunting a rabbit.
The others all believed that these dozen veterans were well behaved, so they all agreed to fight this battle.
It's just that the little devil is not a fool, why would you show your back and beat them?
Duanwu said: You don't have to worry about this. Then he whispered to Lao Kan, Lao Hulu, and a few veterans Youzi for a while.
Veteran Youzi was stunned for a moment, then gave everyone a thumbs up and split up.
Duanwu walked over alone, carrying a Type 38 rifle.
The little devil was looking at the tied living targets in front of him with a grin.
The Sichuan soldier who cursed the Japanese was also tied to a pillar.
The little devil hit the Sichuan Army in the stomach with a wooden stick while mocking the Sichuan Army's height.
But in fact, the Sichuan army who was tied to the pillar was half a head taller than them.
"preparation!"
One of the little devil's sergeants ordered loudly.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers held up their knives, with blood-red eyes, ready to thrust their bayonets into the Chinese man's belly at the next moment.
However, at this moment, a gunshot rang out, and the sergeant holding his sword high was shot through the side of his head.
The dead body slowly fell down, and each of the little devils stared blankly, dumbfounded on the spot. They all looked towards the direction where the gunfire came from, and roared angrily.
"snort!"
Duanwu snorted coldly and pulled the trigger again. Two hundred meters away, another Japanese machine gunner just turned his gun and his head was blown off by Duanwu.
Although the bolt-action rifle is still a bit awkward to use, the shooting experience of Dragon Boat Festival is still there.
As a member of Lao A, within four hundred meters, even without the help of optical equipment, he can still hit the target with perfect accuracy! ...