"Batalion Commander, let's just stare at each other and wait for the Japanese to come and kill us!"
In the Beida Camp in the north of Fengtian City, in the barracks of the 1st Battalion of the 620th Regiment of the 7th Independent Brigade of the Northeastern Army, soldiers gathered around the battalion commander Duan Ying, shouting!
Just now, an order was issued requiring the adoption of a non-resistance policy in response to the provocative behavior of the Japanese army, and stipulated that each regiment should centrally manage ammunition in battalion units and seal it in arsenals.
The soldiers exploded upon hearing this!
"Battal Commander, we have been asked to put down our weapons and return to the barracks to wait for negotiations. Aren't we waiting for the Japanese to come and kill us?" A soldier shouted from the side, "Instead of doing this, it is better to fight to the death and fight against the Japanese."
Let’s have a fight!”
"Yes, yes, we have fought against the Japanese. After all, we have tens of thousands of people coming from the trip. We are afraid of such little devils!" People echoed in unison, and the crowd was furious. They didn't want to just sit back and wait for death.
Duan Ying frowned, with a big pimple forming between his brows. It could be seen that he was conflicted and couldn't make up his mind for a moment!
Disobeying military orders is a capital offense in the army, and you can be pulled out and shot on the spot. Although Duan Ying has a hot temper, he also knows the seriousness of it!
Looking at his subordinates who were about to be bombed around him, Duan Ying finally gritted his teeth and shouted at the military supplies in the camp, "Open the arsenal and distribute all the ammunition. I will risk my life today. I have to fight with the little devils."
Let’s have a good fight!”
"Okay -" the soldiers cheered in unison, and then followed the military supplies to get ammunition!
By this time, the enemy's artillery fire had already begun. Fire and gunpowder smoke were everywhere in the Beida camp. Shrapnel mixed with gas was raging in the air. From time to time, people were hit, and broken limbs fell everywhere.
Battalion Deputy Tan Dacheng hurried over and shouted before he even got there, "Old Duan, quickly lead your people to retreat north and gather at Beishan Zuizi. The 619th and 621st regiments have already run away, and we are the only ones left with the 620th."
They are now the stepmother’s children!”
Duan Ying stretched out his hand and pulled open the style button on his collar, and cursed, "Malebazi, they are a bunch of wimps. They are really going to fight. They can run faster than anyone else!"
"Okay, stop complaining and take the people away quickly. As soon as the Japanese artillery fire stops, the infantry will come up. You won't be able to leave even if you want to!" Tan Dacheng saw Duan Ying standing there and didn't move.
A little anxious, he kept urging.
At this time, the soldiers who had received the ammunition came back, and they were all gearing up to press bullets into the gun chambers, waiting for the Japanese infantry to rush up!
Tan Dacheng saw the bullets in the hands of the soldiers at a glance. He stepped forward, grabbed the bullet from a soldier, raised it high above his head and shouted, "Who asked you to take the bullets privately? Do you want to die?"
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"I gave the order!"
Tan Dacheng was stunned. He turned to look at Duan Ying aside, as if he didn't expect that it was him who gave the order. After a while, he asked, "Old Duan, are you crazy? This is disobeying military orders and is a capital crime!"
"I don't care what military orders he has. If the little devil wants Beida Camp, fine, take it from me!" Duan Ying's eyes flashed with angry flames, "I don't believe it anymore. On the borders of China,
You can still let his little devil run amok!"
"You——" Tan Dacheng was furious and pointed at Duan Ying. He didn't know what to say for a moment!
With a sneer, Duan Ying pulled off his military jacket, revealing his white shirt, then reached out and picked up a Czech-made light machine gun, and shouted, "Brothers, let's go!"
"Let's go, fight the little devils!" The soldiers of the first battalion took off their military shirts that represented the identity of the Northeast Army, and then followed Duan Ying towards the camp gate with guns in hand!
"--stop--!"
Duan Ying had just taken two steps when Tan Dacheng shouted from behind, so he stopped and looked back, seeing that he had also taken off his military jacket, picked up a Mauser rifle next to him, and walked towards him!
"Old Tan, what are you doing? It's not that you don't let us do this. How can you—" Duan Ying was confused by Tan Dacheng's actions, so he asked.
Tan Dacheng glared at him angrily and cursed, "Damn it, Malebazi, since you want to go crazy, then I will accompany you until you go crazy. The worst I can do is lose my life!"
"Brothers!"
Duan Ying punched him on the shoulder, and then walked side by side towards the camp gate with him!
At the entrance of the camp, soldiers had already brought sacks filled with sand and built a one-meter-high bunker in front of the camp. All the searchlights in the barracks were turned on and concentrated at the entrance of the camp, illuminating the place.
It's as bright as day.
Duan Ying and Tan Dacheng arrived at the gate of the camp and found that the soldiers of the 7th Brigade's Special Agent Battalion were gathered here. Leading them was the commander of the Special Agent Battalion, Cheng Tianlei, who was known as the "Mad Man"!
Cheng Tianlei is probably in his early thirties this year. He is two meters tall, which is almost as tall as Duan Peng. He has a shaved head and carries a polished machete on his back. His muscular posture makes him look like a member of the gang.
Warrior.
Seeing Duan Ying coming, Cheng Tianlei threw the sandbags in his hands on the bunker and smiled with a big mouth, "Grandma, you are a bear. At the critical moment, you, Duan, should be loyal and don't act like a coward with no eggs in your crotch."
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"Stop talking nonsense, Cheng Daluo, how is the situation?" Duan Ying and Cheng Tianlei are both acquaintances, and their relationship is very good, so they have no scruples in speaking and asked carelessly.
When Cheng Tianlei heard Duan Ying's question, he immediately got angry. He scratched his neck and cursed, "Forget it, these little bastards ran faster than rabbits as soon as they heard that the Japanese were coming, and they disappeared long ago.
, no, all that’s left is my spy camp!”
"How many people are there in your secret service camp?"
"Not counting those in the logistics department, there are 300 combatants in total!" Cheng Tianlei had already become very familiar with it. Hearing Duan Ying's question, he answered immediately, but then he asked, "Why do you ask?
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"You have 300 people, and my battalion has 500 combatants. Together, they may not be able to withstand the Japanese attack!" Duan Ying was a little worried. Although he had nearly a thousand people here, he knew the Northeast Army's strength very well.
The combat effectiveness is much worse than that of the Japanese army. It may not be that easy to defend Beida Camp this time!
What's more, the Japanese still have the support of artillery fire!
Cheng Tianlei didn't seem to care. He stretched out his hand and patted the bald head, then smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? I don't believe that all the little devils have three heads and six arms. As long as we have a thousand people to support us for an hour or two, Fengtian City will be destroyed."
Someone is coming to support us!"
"Will there be any?" Duan Ying sighed. He really didn't have much confidence in whether there would be reinforcements!
At this time, the Northeastern Army soldier responsible for observation at the camp gate shouted, "Batalion Commander, the little devil is coming up!"