When the order to retreat reached the Joint Command Headquarters of the Bangzi Army on the east bank of Aoshui, Cui Linxin and Pu Xingan were so angry that they cursed their mothers - in the air, the fighter planes of the cadet army were still cruising; on the ground, at least two brigades of cadet armies were crossing the river.
Success has advanced, and they have retreated, but where do they want to retreat?
"It seems there is only one way left," Cui Linxin casually tore the telegram into pieces and said. Fei
Pu Xing'an: "Fortunately, we still have about 1,500 people on hand, which is enough to negotiate with the Xuebing Army."
Cui Linxin glanced at him expressionlessly, stood up and walked out of the headquarters.
Both of their adjutants were very capable. At this time, they had collected more than a thousand defeated troops. Together with their guards and officers from the joint command headquarters, the total number was about one thousand and five. "Good job!" Cui Xinlin left.
He walked to his adjutant, patted his shoulder and said.
The adjutant's face was quite ugly. In fact, he was really frightened by the tragedy on the front line - there were corpses everywhere. What was unbearable was that few of the corpses were intact. Broken arms and legs were normal.
, similar to those whose stomachs were pierced, their intestines were rotten, or their brains were cracked, or even turned directly into a pool of flesh and blood. These were not the biggest irritants to him. Those who were directly burned into cokes made his liver and gallbladder truly split.
, I feel that there is no worse way to die than this. The reason why Bangzijun habitually pretends to be a grandson in front of the Japanese army is that he was frightened by the cruelty of the Japanese army. However, now, the actions of the Chinese people who have always given people the impression of being gentle and can be bullied
What he did seemed to be no less than the Japanese army. How could he not be afraid of this? That was all. The Koreans were accustomed to treating themselves as grandsons. In other words, who should they treat as grandsons? However, when thinking about it,
The adjutant was horrified by the scene he had seen before. It seemed that Lian Hua could not say anything anymore - "Brigade Commander, our countrymen, our countrymen are so cruel. Some people have clearly surrendered, but, but, but...
Still got shot!"
"What?" Cui Linxin was shocked, and his expression became ugly.
The adjutant thought he didn't hear clearly, so he said again: "The countrymen kill prisoners."
"Don't the Chinese people accept surrender?" Pu Xing'an asked from the side, his face turned pale.
"It seems, it seems -"
It's not that it seems like it, but that's the fact. Soon, Cui Linxin and Pu Xing'an witnessed it with their own eyes. In their telescopes, three sticks, including a second lieutenant, walked up to the ground from a broken tunnel with his hands raised. The next moment, several people on the opposite side walked to the ground.
The cadets pulled the trigger together, several tongues of fire spurted out, and the three sticks trembled and fell.
Pu Xing'an's face turned even paler. He put down the telescope and asked Cui Linxin: "What should I do?"
The muscles on Cui Linxin's face twitched twice, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Since the Chinese people refuse to surrender, then we will teach them a painful lesson! Come with me!"
"Quick, lie down!" Suddenly, an officer shouted loudly.
"Woo--" A white-finned dolphin swooped down, and two tongues of fire spit out from the roots of the wings on both sides, sweeping out two channels of flesh and blood in the queue of sticks.
When the fortification group was being built, Cui Linxin was smart enough to build a small underground defensive bunker far away from the main fortification group. This bunker had three bunkers and a tunnel more than 200 meters long.
It consists of a hidden soldier cave that can accommodate 2,000 people, and a hidden access passage is within the joint headquarters.
Under his leadership, the stickmen entered the underground bunker through the headquarters and blew up the hidden passageway in the headquarters.
In the cave of hiding soldiers, Cui Linxin had already stocked up enough food, water and a large amount of ammunition for a thousand people for a week. When the stickmen entered and saw these, they were all refreshed, and Pu Xingan was even more exaggerated.
He praised "miracle" twice, and then asked Cui Linxin: "Brother Cui, did you expect this disaster a long time ago?"
Cui Linxin smiled reservedly: "The cunning rabbit still has three holes. I wanted to nip it in the bud! Brigadier Park, from now on, everyone will obey my command. Is there no problem?"
Pu Xing'an immediately agreed and said: "Of course there is no problem. If we can leave alive, it will all depend on your foresight. From now on, we will all listen to you!"
Cui Linxin nodded, and then began to give orders, dividing all the sticks into four groups, with three groups each guarding a bunker, and leaving one group as a reserve team. After the sticks entered the fighting position, by the light of candles, he asked the adjutant to give Jintian
Changchun Power Generation first reported the situation on the battlefield, and then stated that they would hold high the flag of the South China Corps of the Communist Army and persist to the end, and earnestly hoped that the Imperial Army could send reinforcements to regain the lost ground as soon as possible - we firmly believe that the Imperial Army will win, and will hold on to this belief
Fight until there is only one soldier left - at the end of the telegram, he asked the adjutant to add this sentence.
When Jintian Changchun saw this telegram, he was on the ferry across the Oujiang River. The little Japanese read the telegram word for word and couldn't help but fell into great regret - it turns out that there are also lions in the South China Corps, which is like a herd of sheep.
Knowing today, it would have been great if Cui Linxin had been promoted to lead the entire army. In that case, at least he wouldn't be as vulnerable as he is now, right?
After much deliberation, the little devil replied a telegram to Cui Linxin, clearly informing him that the General Headquarters of the Communist Army had decided to abandon the area west of Ou River, asking him to find a way to escape no matter what, and promised that as long as he could return to the occupied area safely,
Then the next commander of the South China Corps will be him.
After receiving the telegram from Jintian, Cui Linxin had no reaction, but his adjutant was extremely excited. Xiaobangzi took the telegram and read it again and again, and said to Cui Linxin: "Sir, I will lead someone to cover your escape! South China Corps
The commander--"
But Cui Linxin saw clearly. He took the telegram from the adjutant and tore it up directly. He said: "Stop daydreaming. Escape is impossible. If you really want to survive, you can only hold on and wait for reinforcements!"
"But General Kaneda has clearly given up on this place!"
Cui Xinlin was about to say something when suddenly the "click-click" sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun rang out. He said: "It's too late to say anything now, just concentrate on fighting! Only by completely withstanding the Chinese attack can we
There’s a chance to live!”
At this time, in Pingyang and even in Wenzhou, there was no organized resistance from the Japanese and puppet troops on the ground. Therefore, the Xuebing Army behaved somewhat casually when advancing. It was this attitude that allowed them to escape from the hidden fortifications of the Discoverer.
I suffered a big loss at first.
The attack by the sticks started suddenly, and their primary target was the flamethrowers, who they hated and feared. Then, the scene that worried Jiang Guangnai the most happened. Three liquefied bottles were hit and exploded. More than 20 people were killed.
The cadets paid for this with their young lives. Then, the stickmen opened fire, and nearly a hundred cadets were caught off guard and fell into a pool of blood.
(Old Poison: Originally, it was supposed to be a ten-shot explosion, but now it seems more difficult. Let’s keep six and fight for eight.)