The heavens start from Changjin Lake

The atmosphere at the headquarters was particularly solemn.

Chen Cheng turned around and looked at the map, his eyes falling on the direction of Luodian. Baoshan fell, and the battle in the Luodian direction was most affected. At this time, there were only three divisions in the Luodian direction. The battles since early September, The attacks every night were not only unsuccessful, but also accompanied by huge casualties.

Now that Baoshan has fallen, the battle in the direction of Luodian has undoubtedly entered the final countdown.

Once the Japanese army advances westward from the connection between the No. 11 Division and the 15rd Division, the flanks of the No. [-] Group Army will be threatened.

On this day, the dark clouds in the sky were extremely heavy and the atmosphere was depressing.

Finally, an order came from the headquarters, and the troops in the direction of Luodian quickly gathered. Chen Cheng knew that he could not delay the time, so he decided to seize the last opportunity and ordered the national troops around Luodian to attack Luodian at all costs.

Not only did they order the newly arrived 67th Brigade of the Eighth Division to join the battle, they also ordered the [-]th Division, which had been disabled by the Japanese in Luodian and then rested in Jiading, to fight again. All the troops that Luodian could mobilize have been put into the battle. .

In the afternoon, a layer of dark clouds enveloped the Songhu battlefield.

On a troop carrier transporting the wounded to Jiading, Xia Yuan, Scholar, Zheng Dayong, and Xiaoliu were sitting next to each other. As the car bumped and swayed left and right, all the guns and ammunition on them were gone.

Previously, all the things that had been stripped from the Japanese soldiers were given to the commander of the troop carrier. They had just exchanged them for a small area and boarded the troop carrier truck heading towards Jiading.

At this time, Xia Yuan was as confused as a group of broken soldiers.

On the Korean battlefield, there is a group of people who are brave and tenacious with their strong will. Following them, Xia Yuan will be infected by them invisibly. Even if the war is cruel and tragic, he still maintains a strong mentality. , to face the US military who are like wolves, tigers and leopards.

Now, on the Songhu battlefield, he had just felt the cruelty of war. What about the will of the national army? Judging from the determination to stick to the position and not give up an inch of ground, the will of the ordinary soldiers of the national army is still admirable.

However, the environment faced by the national army soldiers is quite miserable.

The officers within the national army were squeezed, exploited, and tortured. They did not have enough to eat three meals a day, and they had to go through various cruel trainings. There was no target training on weekdays. The soldiers all carried empty guns. Any shooting relied on imagination. This situation Under this situation, the individual quality of soldiers is particularly worrying.

The Japanese army was also militaristic. From the time they were born, little children were labeled as going to the battlefield. Starting from elementary school, they underwent various militaristic indoctrination, military ideological training, and physical fitness training.

In the eyes of the Japanese people, the war of aggression is not a war of aggression, but a holy war. Participating in the holy war is a supreme honor. Even if they die in the holy war, their souls will still enter the Yasukuni Shrine and be enshrined. Revered by future generations.

The training of the Japanese army starts from childhood. Although they are not tall, generally around 1.6 meters, they have rich fighting experience. They even have target shooting training in school.

The second is the gap in weapons and equipment. The best weapon of the Central Army is the Czech type, followed by the Central Army, which has a very small number of heavy machine guns. It was only during the Liberation War that it began to equip the US military with heavy machine guns.The local army is even poorer. There are almost no heavy machine guns. The number of Czech-type guns is rare and there are no medium and formal ones. The guns they use are all made in Hanyang 40 to 20 years ago. Many of the guns made in Hanyang have smooth bores. They will never be seen [-] meters away. There's no guessing where the bullet will go.

Needless to say, the weapons and equipment of the Japanese army were much more powerful than those of the Chinese army in terms of three meals a day. Some Japanese troops even entered villages to burn, kill and loot. After returning, they were able to open small stoves, and some even started small stoves on the spot.

In comparison, the gap between the national army and the Japanese army is clear at a glance.

The battle loss ratio of seven to one was actually the best battle loss ratio.

The Battle of Songhu was really difficult and tragic.

There were a lot of broken soldiers on the road, and there were even more wounded people. A small number of wounded people could buy truck seats with money, but more wounded people couldn't, so they had to hire two healthy people from Dayang to help carry them.

Fortunately, I will have my comrades to help carry it.

The team stretched for a hundred meters.

Japanese planes would often visit them, but they would not drop bombs on them. Only when they returned, having completed their combat missions, would they still have the remaining bombs and machine gun bullets to shoot at the broken troops below.

During this period, they encountered the gap of more than one Japanese aircraft, resulting in numerous casualties.

The bodies of those who died were left on the road without being buried.Burial in peace has become a joke during the war. No one cares whether the corpse is in the wilderness or not.

The truck bumped violently, and the scholar woke up from the pain again. His bloodshot eyes were sunken in his eye sockets, his lips were chapped, and his face was pale. He didn't look in a good condition. The bumps of the car tore the wounds, which often made him twitch the corners of his mouth and gasp. .

Like most of the wounded, he silently endured the sting of his wounds.

At noon, we passed through a low mountain forest.

"Stop and take a rest."

The truck stopped, the captain got out of the truck, shouted, and the wounded began to get out. The truck driver hid the truck in the woods, using branches and leaves to camouflage it.

Some people lit fires and cooked in the mountains and forests, with smoke curling up from the fires, without any worry of attracting the attention of Japanese aircraft.

Think about it, at this time, the Japanese army has not yet attacked, the No. 11 Division is trapped in Luodian, and the [-]rd Division is trapped in Wusong, and has not yet moved westward. At this time, the mainland is relatively safe, and there are only Japanese troops in the sky. fighter plane.

Xia Yuan gave the captain all the food and things he used, and just exchanged a few seats. Xia Yuan and Zheng Dayong carefully helped the scholar down and sat down under the tree to rest, while Xiaoliu got into the woods. Here, I don’t know where to go.

Zheng Dayong couldn't stand Xiao Liu very much, he frowned and said, "Isn't this guy a deserter?"

Previously, Xiaoliu and Lao Lei chose to stay in the Third Company, which made him feel grudge. Now, Xiaoliu disappeared without any warning, which naturally made Zheng Dayong feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Xia Yuan sat the scholar against a tree and said, "Don't speculate on others. It's their freedom to go or stay. We just have to do our own thing."

Now all the guns and ammunition were handed over to the commander, and they were probably going to be sold for money. None of the wounded who evacuated with them from the direction of Wusong were equipped with guns and ammunition. It was obvious that they were all taken away by the commander.

If converted into money, these guns and ammunition would cost hundreds or even thousands of dollars.

War money has always been profitable.

Zheng Dayong stopped mentioning the matter, leaned under the tree, and said, "Brother Yuan, now we have no guns, no bullets, nothing. Do we want to go back?"

He was still thinking about revenge for Zhao Shiguo.

But more often than not, he would obey Xia Yuan's orders.

I am asking now because I want to see Brother Yuan’s next plan.Xia Yuan glanced at the scholar and said, "Send the scholar to Jiading to settle down first. We will discuss other matters later."

Unless the Battle of Songhu is over, he will naturally not leave.

After a while, Xiao Liu ran out of the forest, with mud on his face and a lot of wild vegetables in his hand. He said, "Brother Yuan, the forest is deep and I'm afraid of getting lost. I found some wild vegetables and can eat them raw."

He handed Zheng Da a handful of folded ears mixed with wild grass, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Eat it quickly."

Zheng Dayong opened his mouth, turned his head and saw Xia Yuan's eyes, knowing that he had misunderstood Xiaoliu, "Thank you." He took the Zheergen, feeling even more guilty.

Xia Yuan is right, you can't speculate on others.He thought that Xiao Liu was going to run away, but he didn't expect that Xiao Liu didn't run away, but entered the forest to look for food for them.

If wild vegetables are not cooked, they will taste astringent when eaten dry and difficult to swallow. Once chewed, the bitter taste will fill your mouth and your mouth will be full of green juice.

What Xiaoliu gave to the scholar was a handful of folded ear roots, which tasted slightly sweet and added moisture and trace amounts of sugar.

While they were taking a break, the 67th Division coming out of Jiading collided with the convoy. The road from Jiading to Luodian was blocked by the Japanese air force, so they had to choose to go around. As long as they could get there tonight Just arrive at the time of the general attack.

The 67th Regiment of the [-]th Division acted as the vanguard and arrived first. Some soldiers stopped when they encountered wounded soldiers on the way.

Followed closely by the [-] regiment.

The combat capability of the 67th Division is no longer what it used to be. The troops suffered heavy casualties. Many of the soldiers who went to the front line were wrapped in bandages. The wounds were not healed, and the bandages oozed a little blood.

Among the crowd, Xia Yuan met an acquaintance, Commander Qiu of the [-]st Regiment, who was sitting in a jeep. He was brightly dressed and looking straight ahead. He never glanced at the wounded soldier beside him. Xia Yuan did not want to get entangled with him too much. After Qiu Zhengfu retreated, the previous agreement between the two of them was finished.

I also saw the guard platoon leader Qiu Zhengfu, who was still walking with his head held high as before.

He only looked for Captain Xu's figure in the crowd, but did not find him. This made him a little more curious and surprised as to where Captain Xu had gone.

After thinking about it for a while, I still couldn't figure it out.

After waiting for the people of the 67th Division to leave, the commander did not count the number of people, which was meaningless. He simply waved and led the wounded soldiers to continue to Jiading in the west.

Jiading has become a military fortress. Like Chanda, with the military defeat of Myanmar, groups of defeated troops gathered in Chanda. However, the situation in Jiading is better than that of Chanda. Although there are many defeated troops, Jiading has become a military fortress. , but a certain order is still maintained. After all, the battle on the front line is difficult, but it has not yet failed.

When the new recruits first arrived, the area where they were stationed was turned into a field hospital, and the shacks they built had been eradicated and replaced with wooden houses built of logs with boring and mud camouflage above.

"Stop, the wounded will be sent in to recuperate first, and everyone else will go back."

The truck stopped steadily in front of the field hospital. The commander got out of the truck and shouted loudly through a loudspeaker.

"Brother Yuan." The scholar's mouth was bitter and he didn't want to leave Xia Yuan.

"An Xin is recovering here. I will come see you after a while." Xia Yuan patted the scholar's shoulder, whispered in his ear, and then left with Zheng Dayong and Xiao Liu.

The scholar looked at the backs of the three people and followed a group of wounded soldiers into the field hospital.

Jiading has turned into a military fortress, and many wounded soldiers who retreated from the battlefield are wandering in the streets, broken soldiers, and even deserters are wandering in Jiading.In addition to the soldiers, there were refugees with their families, looking hungry and thin. There were teams formed by landlords and wealthy people, and there were also teams formed spontaneously by villagers who came in from Jiading.

Japan began its full-scale invasion of China, and the coastal areas were already in chaos. Countless people were fleeing. For fear of damaging the fish pond, they all began to run inland.

Xia Yuan took Zheng Dayong and Xiao Liu and mingled with the defeated troops. Many of them were like them. They had lost their guns and maybe one or two grenades were left on their bodies. They were hung alone on their chests and they walked around. I don't know who took it away.

Not long after walking forward, it suddenly became lively. Many soldiers gathered here with guns on their backs.

Zheng Dayong walked over curiously, pulled someone over, and asked, "Brother, what is this place doing? Why are there so many people around?"

The person who was pulled away looked at Zheng Dayong warily. Seeing that the other party looked shabby and relatively young, he relaxed his vigilance a little and said, "Brother, this is a black market. You can exchange guns for money. Look, you don't have a gun either." , bullets or not, bullets can be converted into money."

"Then there will be no more wars?" Zheng Dayong asked again.

"There will be a war. The fact that you are here means that all your troops are gone. Just wait for them to be reorganized. People who don't have guns will fire them. Why do you think you still have a gun?"

"How do you know this?" Zheng Dayong was curious.

"It's advertised on the black market, so it's true."

Hearing that the door of the black market was open, a Hanyang gun could be exchanged for half an ocean, and a Type [-] gun could be exchanged for an ocean. The man cursed: "This gun is a Type [-] gun of the Japanese. I just captured it. It belongs to grandma." , it’s actually worth an ocean, it’s really a special number.”

Zheng Dayong smiled and said: "Black market, black market, otherwise why would we call it black market?"

"You know nothing." The man cursed: "A few days ago, the capital of Hanyang was an ocean. Aren't there more and more defeated troops in the past few days? If you want to have something, sell it quickly these days?"

Zheng Dayong dug out his empty pockets, shook his head helplessly, turned around and left, then blended into the crowd and disappeared.

After a while, he met Xia Yuan and said, "Brother Yuan, there is a black market over there. They are all gun sellers. They are just like us. The troops are all gone and they can't find anyone, so they just sell the guns. When will they be available?" Recruit troops, and they will sneak in and start firing again.”

There is a black market in Jiading City. The weapons and equipment of the defeated soldiers are collected at low prices, cleaned and polished, and sold to the army at high prices. Those who collect the guns will turn a blind eye or close their eyes and make a fortune from it.

There is no shortage of borers at any time.

Xiao Liu chuckled and said, "They are quite smart. They know that if they sell their guns, they will issue them again when the army is drafted."

"These guns eventually ended up in the national army, but the money went into private pockets." Xia Yuan shook his head and led them forward.

He didn't know where his next destination was, so he thought about it as he walked.

Suddenly Zheng Dayong's voice came to his ears: "You idiot!"