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Chapter 49 Death or Shame
As long as there are fights, there will be winners and losers.There are no victorious generals and no invincible troops.

Many times when you lose a battle or need to retreat, you will be chased by the enemy at that time, and everyone knows when you sneak in.

At this time, someone needs to be disconnected, and even someone needs to light the lamp.

The meaning of lighting the lights is that when you know that there will be devil planes to bomb the retreating troops or devil infantry will chase the retreating troops.

It is necessary to have a troop walking on the most conspicuous road, attracting firepower to be bombed by the devils and chased by the devils, the end can be imagined.

However, this will allow other troops to evacuate to the designated location faster and protect as many vital forces as possible.

Some people may think that whichever army is selected to light the lamp is bad luck.

But sometimes you look at the feeling of those who were chosen or volunteered to light the lamp to protect you, and watch them die to protect you.

People who have never experienced it will never know what it is. Sometimes living is far more uncomfortable than dying. It is too heavy for the living.

This small group of captives, many people have experienced this kind of life and death.

After escaping from the hospital, they temporarily joined the secret service company. Although they had fought side by side, except for a soldier who originally belonged to the Eighth Route Army, there was always a gap between them and the soldiers of the secret service company.

After all, everyone has different beliefs.

Their leader was an unattractive middle-aged man, although long-term malnutrition made him look extremely thin.But judging from his previous combat performance, he must have been a well-trained fighter in the early years.

If someone can see Zhang Zhiyi's resume, he will find that his experience in the past few years is wonderful and tragic.

He participated in the Central Plains War and went to Chang'an in 1936.Zijinshan and Lanfeng battles have his shadow, and after 1938 he moved to Taihang Mountain.

Later he was captured by the Japanese, and the soldiers who were also captives learned about those experiences, and all looked forward to this veteran.

Although they hadn't known each other for a long time, they hit it off right away, and everyone had similar experiences.Everyone planned to escape from the Japanese prison together, eating and living together with brothers and sisters.

Originally, he thought that if he could reach the base area of ​​the Eighth Route Army smoothly, he would go and see for himself how it was different from preserved fruit.

The hatred of the family and the country is still there today, Zhang Zhiyi does not intend to disarm and return to the field.

It's just that he has been running around all year round, and it's time to find a place to settle down, not to mention that he now has a brother who depends on him for life and death.

But now he has changed his decision. Before, he vowed to bring these brothers who were imprisoned with him to live a good life.

The Japanese fighter jets just now will definitely attract a large number of devils to pursue them.

Among the 29 of them, four were injured and one died on the spot. They must not be able to run far with the wounded.

He didn't want to do such a thing as abandoning his brother, and he didn't want to do it again.Almost all his troops were wiped out that year, only a few survived, and every day was a torment for him.

So those of them who escaped together discussed it and decided not to leave!Build a position in situ to fight against and buy time for the Eighth Route Army.

Where to fight devils is not to fight, and to join any army is Chinese.Anyway, there is a high probability of death, it is better to die vigorously and have some value.

They were all tired of being driven around like pigs.

Zhang Zhiyi looked at Zheng Yingqi and Li Yunlong, and said indifferently: "Sir, let's go. We people, try to buy you some time."

"It can be seen that you have done a big thing, otherwise the little devil wouldn't be chasing and beating like this."

"We owe it to you to save our lives. My brother can't go now, and I won't leave anyone behind."

"But you have to keep the mortars. Without heavy firepower, you won't be able to defend for long. If you keep more grenades, those things are not much different from San Dezi's original products. I really miss it."

At this time, the prisoner who was originally a soldier of the Eighth Route Army ran over from Dai Yu excitedly.

When he was first imprisoned, he disdained to be with these people.But after contacting for a long time, he found that these people were different from the "friendly army" he imagined.

During the days together, he was always taken care of by everyone because he was the youngest.

But after hearing Zhang Zhiyi's words just now, those people didn't seem to plan to take him with them if they wanted to stay.

"Zhang Zhiyi! You said you wanted to go to the base area with me! Why have you changed your mind now! If you don't leave, I won't leave either!"

Just as the little soldier finished speaking, a figure wobbled over from the side.He put his arms around the little soldier's shoulders and said in dialect with a smile:

"Qinggouzi baby pretends to be a hammer, and adults criticize it."

Facing the familiar dialect in the past, this time there is less of the usual joking and joking, only the free and easy attitude of being indifferent to life and death.

After being rejected, the little soldier had tears in his eyes, and was about to argue but was interrupted.

Zhang Zhiyi looked at his brothers, none of them were timid because of the bitter battle they were about to face.He looked directly at Zheng Yingqi and made his last request.

"Sir, take this kid away. Unlike us soldiers, he is our hope."

Looking at the burning eyes of the other party, Zheng Yingqi nodded.Just as he was about to arrange for the handover of weapons, the wounded soldiers of the special agent company came over with the support of their companions.

The two soldiers each took out a letter, which was prepared before departure.

As long as one member of the secret service company can go back alive, these letters can be handed over to relatives, and even Chief Staff Li asked Huang He to write a letter to the brigade commander for him.

Although he didn't speak, Zheng Yingqi understood what the two of them meant, and returned to the team seemingly calmly after receiving their letters.

Zheng Yingqi is no stranger to lighting up lamps.Because the Eighth Route Army also faced similar problems when they fought against the devils, especially when they were fighting against the enemy-occupied areas.

When the devils failed to stop our troops from retreating, they might vent their anger on the local people.Therefore, when the troops retreat, they will take the common people with them.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to tell the common people who are behind the breakup, let alone allow the troops behind the breakup to contact the common people.

Because those ordinary people will cry when they know it, and the soldiers can't help it when they see the ordinary people crying.

Zheng Yingqi has experienced this kind of thing several times, but even he would feel so distressed every time that he almost fainted.

The soldiers in the team get along with him day and night.Some of them were even selected and trained by him personally.Watching them die now, how can a normal person bear this.

Seeing the little soldier who couldn't help sobbing, Zhang Zhiyi frowned, and said solemnly:
"Crying? What's the use of crying! Put away your tears! Live well! Kill the enemy for me!"

　Death or Dishonor.
　　The editor in charge told me this afternoon that it will be put on the shelves tomorrow morning.

　　I beg you all not to make me miserable.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)