The sun gradually turned westward, but the hot battlefield did not cool down. The Japanese offensive without air support was once again blocked, and it was no longer able to launch continuous attacks. The fierce exchanges of fire between the two sides had disappeared, and the thick gun smoke and the smoky heat wave filled with the smell of blood had disappeared.
, covering the north and south of the Great Wall.
Six hundred and twenty-seven unarmed deserters from the Northeast Army looked complicated and their steps were messy. They were taken by nearly a hundred armed military police outside the North Gate of Gubeikou to the still smoking anti-aircraft gun emplacement and the crashed plane in a huge deep pit.
Stopping in the middle of the point, the gendarmerie captain’s loud voice sounded again:
"The reason I brought you cowards here is entirely because of our benevolence and righteousness. We want you to see what a real army is, what is the backbone of a nation with an iron will, and let you know that little Japan was also raised by his mother's biological father, and
You are not as invulnerable as the golden bell and the iron cloth shirt. After reading this, I guess you bunch of eggless grandsons will not raise their throats and cry out for injustice."
The 627 deserters were quickly divided into five teams. Under the leadership of the military police, they began to walk around the edge of the battlefield that was filled with gunpowder smoke and still burning with fire in some places. They saw the scary bomb craters and a two-meter-high hanging piece.
Several corpses of Japanese pilots on the wreckage of the plane looked up at the long line of Central Military Officers and soldiers carrying stretchers on the steep mountainside of the anti-aircraft artillery position in the distance. They watched the teams of stretchers hurriedly returning from the front line and the bloody bodies on the stretchers.
The soldiers and brothers from the Northeast Army could no longer walk. They were all extremely moved and their hearts were filled with guilt.
From the battle in the morning to now, the deserters have listened to the sound of guns and artillery in the Nanguan camp for nearly a day, seen the Japanese planes roaring in the sky being shot down, and witnessed boxes of heavy ammunition being carried to the front line.
The tough brothers of the Central Military Engineers scolded their mothers loudly because they could not participate in the battle...
So far, a full eight hours have passed, and still no official has come back to talk to them. All they see are the cold muzzles of submachine guns and disdainful looks from the military police.
As the wounded were carried into the field hospital in the southeast of the camp in batches, as thousands of engineers who had no time for lunch hurriedly transported ammunition to the front line, and as the enemy planes were shot down, they cheered deafeningly.
Sounds came in waves, and as the two artillery positions less than one kilometer away from the Nanguan Camp fired salvos and quickly moved, more than 600 tall and powerful people could only sit in the open space of the camp.
The deserters no longer had the original fear and complaints, and their hearts were occupied by endless shame and guilt. Many of the impatient brothers even stood up with enthusiasm and rushed to the guarding military police, asking for a chance to let them die.
On the battlefield, without exception, they were all pinned to the ground by the silent gendarmes and asked to keep quiet. A few tough deserters had no scruples and kept pestering them. In the end, they received a burst of merciless rifle butts from the gendarmes.
The deserter captain named Cui Dayong covered his bruised face, pointed at the short military police warrant officer and shouted angrily: "If you have the ability to put down your gun, let's have a fair fight. If I don't kill my son, it's your son!"
Hearing these harsh words, the short military police warrant officer was stunned, then shook his head disdainfully, pointed at Cui Dayong, and said in a deep voice in Mandarin with a Sunan accent:
"According to discipline, I shouldn't talk to a scum like you, but seeing that your grandson still looks like a man, I'll take the risk of writing an inspection and being punished and say a few words to you. You only know how to talk to me.
The fierce pustules of the Chinese people want to fight with me, but they are not qualified!
"Listen carefully, during the 129th War in Shanghai last year, I was still a new soldier. During the hand-to-hand combat, I killed four little Japanese soldiers by myself. One of them was a Japanese sergeant. He was selected to be sent to the Southern Sichuan Military Academy for a year.
That’s why I got the rank of warrant officer. What about you? Do you dare to say with your conscience that you got the rank of captain with one sword and one shot?
"I also want to tell you something. The military police who are supervising you around here are all carefully selected from the divisions, brigades and regiments of our Anjia Army. A small number of them participated in the Northern Expedition that year, and most of them participated in the Central Plains War and the First and Second World War.
During the 9th Anti-Japanese War, everyone has a military medal issued by the Central Military Commission. Everyone’s military rank is based on fighting for the enemy’s life. Therefore, you’d better tell your brothers to be honest and don’t mess with our brothers.
When you get angry...Whether it's bayonet fighting or grappling, you're asking for trouble!"
The military police warrant officer's words made Cui Dalin and the gang of bad guys around him completely depressed. They couldn't help but think of the words of Major General An Jiajun who could speak Northeastern dialect but was extremely vicious during the execution in the morning:
...The reason why your heads are not chopped off is because you scum are not the culprits, but idiots and cowards who follow Shangguan with pig heads on their backs. So, based on the little sympathy we have for you in our hearts, we will give you a full reward.
Corpse, it would not be too shameful for you to return to the underworld to see your ancestors, but as soldiers, you have no backbone and no bones. You are sinners of the country and the nation, and a disgrace to the Chinese military. Kill you.
The shameless scum who escaped from the battlefield and caused the great rivers and mountains in Northeast China to fall again and again a hundred times, was hated by everyone in the world...
…
Under the setting sun, Xu Tingyao, Hu Jialin, Gu Changfeng, Lu Yixuan and more than ten generals once again stood on the unrecognizable Gubeikou Tower, looking down at the 627 people in front of the pass who had been shocked by the blood and fire of the day.
Deserters from the Northeastern Army.
"Ying Wu, are you sure?" Xu Tingyao asked softly, somewhat worried.
Huang Yingwu next to Hu Jialin laughed easily: "Don't worry, military commander, I have done this kind of thing dozens of times, not to mention giving these cowards a day of excitement has already made them scream... From our screening
Judging from the list, most of these deserters are low-level officers. Few of them are as shameless as Wang Yizhe's gang. They know that they are dead anyway. It is better to die under the enemy's gun to wash away the shame of being a soldier than to be punished by military law.
Good point. Another thing is, everyone nowadays cares about their reputation, especially those who hold official positions, they want to have more face, and they don’t want to be reviled by future generations for thousands of years."
Xu Tingyao smiled reassuringly: "Okay, since you are sure, just do what you and Huzi want."
"Yes! My subordinates are going to give them a lecture right now and ensure that they can create a death squad that is fierce and not afraid of death."
The generals watched Huang Yingwu leave with great interest. Gu Changfeng took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, lit it up on Hu Jialin's cigarette, took a leisurely puff, and said with a smile:
"Commander Xu and everyone, please rest assured. Huang Yingwu is originally a veteran ruffian who is slippery than a loach. When faced with a group of deserters who have long since lost their opinions, he can bewitch him even with his eyes closed."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. They saw Huang Yingwu's figure quickly appearing under the gate. Behind him were two tall guards carrying two large tables. The three of them walked outside the deserter circle. The two guards were surprising.
He placed the table next to the dark plane wreckage.
Without saying a word, Huang Yingwu quickly jumped up on the table, stood upright with his hands behind his back, silently scanned the deserters, and said nothing with a cold face.
When the deserters saw this extremely vicious major general again, they were frightened for a moment. They immediately shut up their mouths and faced the high platform in panic.
The corpses of several Japanese pilots hanging on the wreckage of the plane were right at Huang Yingwu's feet. From a distance, Huang Yingwu, standing tall, looked extremely chilling and ferocious.
The brothers on the tower looked at each other and exclaimed that Huang Yingwu was really good at choosing a place. It turned out that he ordered the gendarmerie to bring more than 600 deserters to visit just for this moment! Xu Tingyao secretly cheered and couldn't help but praise loudly.
: "Ying Wu is a master at attacking the mind!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost heightened, Huang Yingwu opened his throat and roared out a string of pure Northeastern dialect again: "Now, I finally see in your eyes that little bit of soldier's courage that has not disappeared. Yes, yes
Well... you know that you are going to die, but you still have admiration for the injured brothers who were carried past you, sighing endlessly, and you can still look at the anti-aircraft artillery and brothers in the mountain position and express your heartfelt praise. This proves that your conscience has not been affected.
The dog ate... At noon, many of you can still eat. While eating, you said that it is good not to starve to death on the road to hell! This is the magnanimity that a true Northeast Army soldier should have! But the order
What a pity, you are following the wrong person. If you could have followed General He Zhuguo and such a bloody man as General Zhao Tingfang, who is still fighting bloody battles on the Great Wall, you would not be like this today!"
The deserters were ashamed and ashamed. Although some fiery officers were very angry at Huang Yingwu, they also felt that what he said was reasonable.
Huang Yingwu raised his voice: "Now, after discussion at our military meeting and approval by the former enemy headquarters in the North China Theater, we have decided to postpone your execution and give you an opportunity to wash away your shame and grievances, an opportunity to make atonement for your crimes, and let you and
Like our officers and men, take up arms and rush towards the enemy to take back the position you abandoned without firing a shot. I wonder if you are willing?"
The deserters looked at Huang Yingwu with wide eyes and astonishment. Seeing his solemn expression, they immediately knew that they had heard correctly. They turned their heads and started talking with the people around them. Soon, dozens of people shouted, "Hurry up and shoot!"
"I'm done." Huang Yingwu was not in a hurry. He glanced at the whole place coldly and said nothing, allowing more than 600 restless prisoners to shout their fill.
A few minutes later, Cui Dayong, who had become the backbone of the deserters, strode forward, stood five meters in front of Huang Yingwu, raised his head and asked loudly:
"General, we are all cheerful people. If the general really thinks highly of us and is willing to give hundreds of our brothers a chance to change their ways, the general should just say so!"
Huang Yingwu nodded and stared at Cui Dayong with sharp eyes: "Your name is Cui Dayong, right? I can see that you, Cui Dayong, are a man! If you don't die in this battle, I will treat you to a drink, write off your original crimes, and give you a
You have a 'Great Wall Military Medal' that has just arrived. If you are willing to return to the young marshal's command, it would be better. If you are willing to join our Central Army, it would be better. You can come and go freely, and I will also give you a uniform, how about it?"
Cui Dayong was stunned, and more than 600 deserters were also dumbfounded. They all seemed to see the hope of survival after risking their lives. According to military law, it was impossible to escape death. Instead of dying at the gunpoint of one's own people, it was better to
It was a glorious honor to go into battle and kill the enemy, not to mention that he was charged with his brothers from the Central Army who were ready to shoot him.
"Everyone be silent and stand at attention——"
The majestic voice of the military police captain rang out, and the whole place fell into silence.
Huang Yingwu nodded with satisfaction: "Brothers, let me announce to you the important decision of the Political Department: as long as you are willing, you will take up your guns and form a death squad. This is your last chance. If you die in battle, the former enemy commander in the North China Theater will
The Political Department of the Ministry will hold your ashes, cover them with the flag of the Revolutionary Army of the Republic of China, and send them to your relatives together with a pension of 100 yuan and a military medal. Those who have no relatives or cannot find them
Yes, your names will be published in newspapers across the country. After the war, a monument will be erected in front of the Gubeikou Pass where we stand, with your names engraved on it, so that future generations will always remember the heroes who defended our country.
"Those who are capable and lucky enough to survive will not only forget about the past and stay as they please, but each of you will also receive a reward of fifty oceans and a 'Great Wall Military Medal', which proves that you are just like all the soldiers who fought bravely.
Real soldiers who have sacrificed their lives for the country and the nation. If you are unwilling, please stand up and be executed immediately! We must also publish the names of each criminal in the newspaper and send them to each criminal’s hometown!”
"No matter what, it's death, I'll do it!"
"If you want to die, I will kill a few little Japanese to wash away my resentment first."
"Fire the gun, sir..."
"Give me the order quickly..."
"I am a machine gunner, no one can rob me..."
"Can you also give me the helmet of the Central Army..."
"quiet--"
The stern voice of the gendarmerie captain roared again.
Huang Yingwu was very satisfied: "Cui Dayong——"
"arrive……"
"Louder, I didn't hear you!"
"arrive--"
Cui Dayong held his head high and roared with extreme annoyance. His two blood-red eyes stared at Huang Yingwu's face, and his whole body was filled with a strong desire to fight.
Huang Yingwu laughed loudly: "You know, this is the Northeast Army in my impression, this is the good man who roams the white mountains and black waters! Listen... show your blood and teach the little boy who scared you out of his mind.
Japan, if you don’t avenge this revenge, you will never be a human being! After this battle, no matter whether you win or lose, you are no longer deserters or cowards, but real soldiers! Quartermaster, fire your guns!"
"yes!"
Half an hour later, 527 brothers from the Northeast Army were fully clothed and full of murderous intent. They lined up neatly and stood in front of Huang Yingwu with their heads raised. Their faces were full of strong murderous intent as if they were dead.
The brothers from the Central Army who passed quickly from the side and rushed to the front line to prepare for the general offensive were very surprised when they saw this neat team. As they walked, they asked: Which part of the people wearing Northeastern Army clothes and Central Army helmets are they? They are so heavy.