The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 233 The Body on the Roadside

Xia Yuan's words were heard more than Long Wenwen's words. They looked up at the sky with hope in their eyes. It was the memory of their dead comrades. Their hearts were full of grief, but the grief would eventually turn into The bullets they fired at the Japs.

Looking at the mountains and sea of ​​clouds in the distance, Long Wenwen fell to his knees with a plop, dragging his gun, thinking about the direction of the dead man, chanting strange notes in his mouth, "Namo Amitabha Yedutakaduo Ye Duo Di Ye Ta Amituba Viamiduo Sidampo Viamili Duo Vijalandi Amiduo Vijaran Duogame Nigganadakali Shapoha."

Then stood up in a group of broken soldiers looking at each other and being at a loss, "Let's go, let's go, the dead are dead, the living birdmen, we will take you home."

The broken soldiers walked in the sea of ​​clouds, passed through the dense forest, and walked down the mountain. Sometimes the sun penetrated through the layers of clouds and shone on them. The warm sun only made them feel comfortable, but it couldn't really cheer them up. stand up.At this moment, the rout soldiers realized the reality, and they walked towards home.

When they went home, the Japanese army bullied the weak and feared the strong. The ten to forty battle loss made them turn to the unorganized brigade of rout soldiers, but their small group walked out of the sea of ​​clouds, but their hearts entered the sea of ​​clouds again. The arrival of Xia Yuan made the rout soldiers I thought I had a direction, but the failure of the Myanmar-Myanmar War made the defeated soldiers like the climate of the jungle, vague, supermarket, and gloomy.

Xia Yuan, Mi Long, and Yao Ma are the vanguards. Xia Yuan's example and bravery in the previous battles made all the defeated soldiers feel good about this regiment leader who is not good at words but has a strong sense of preaching when he speaks. They It was only at this moment that he realized that the head and the deputy head were like positive and negative, complementing each other.

Xia Yuan used the British compass captured from the British to identify the direction. He led the exhausted soldiers, dragging their feet and leaning on their guns. A small branch could make them fall. Hold on to your tired body.

Why not rest, no rout wanted to stop and rest, where they arrived, the sound of flies flying was like low thunder, and the eyes of the rout were like terrified rabbits, everywhere on the side of the road were killed The shattered corpses of those shot, stabbed, shot, and exploded were placed on the side of the road one by one, and the smell of corpses filled the entire forest.

The victorious Japanese army would remove the corpses of their own people, and all that remained were their friendly troops.

Xia Yuan led the broken soldiers through the pile of corpses, and let everyone watch without concealing it. The scene here shows that there was a tragic battle here before, but unfortunately it failed. If you win, stay It was the dead body of the Japanese.

The path dotted with dead bodies was long and numb. Most people tried their best to look at the backs of the people in front of them. Some people couldn't hold it anymore and would run to the side to vomit.

Xia Yuan actually wanted to say that compared with Shangganling, this kind of scene is still child's play.

Mengfan covered his mouth and nose with a piece of cloth, went to check the corpses on the side of the road, and said, "It belongs to the main force."

Xia Yuan nodded, "This shows that we are heading in the right direction. Let's keep going. I hope we don't encounter the main force of the Japanese devils. Otherwise, we can only retreat."

He looked up at the front, his eyes were dignified, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Behind him came Meng Fanle's voice talking to Long Wenwen: "Why don't you read Namo Amitabha Ye?"

Long Wenwen said: "Because living is more worrying than dead."

Meng got annoyed and stopped talking, and limped back to the team, inserted between Veterinarian Hao and A Yi, Xia Yuan continued to act as the vanguard, and Mi Long carried a lot of supplies on him, and when he was too tired, he threw the things away On the way, I sat down on the ground and looked around. The rout soldiers didn't speak, because this is really not a place to talk.

Milong suddenly threw the machine gun at Douban and Yangdanzi who had been following him all the time, and then smashed the beancake and Yangdanzi to the ground behind him. In front of a corpse, he took off the watch from the corpse and put it on his hand skillfully. He looked at the broken soldiers as if he was looking at a group of transparent people, passing between them.

Milong seemed to be someone who quickly regained his memory. He was the one who declared that he would come here to make a fortune, and immediately put the old declaration into practice. The defeated soldiers watched Milong quickly become a person they didn't know.

Milong passed between them, rudely pushed aside the veterinarian Hao who was standing in front of him, took a pen from a dead person on the road there, put it in his arms skillfully, and groped on the other dead people. Seeing everything that is useful and valuable to him, on the way to retreat, the willpower accumulated by the rout soldiers is also rapidly sinking, like an invisible progress bar. When they are on the street, their will becomes the same as before.

Milong’s hands are covered with amputated limbs of various textures, necklaces with long life locks on his neck, several gold and silver ones, three or four watches on his wrists, and so many pens on his chest that you can tell Thinking that he is a pen repairer, there are too many corpses here, and there are also a lot of property on his body, Milong seems to have gotten into the money, and ignored the broken soldiers passing by.

Douban and Yangdanzi looked at Milong, and after a while, his body was already full of valuable things.

Soon, he stared at a small trolley that had fallen by the side of the road. Milong ran over quickly, pulled the corpse away from the cart, and checked the goods on the cart. It was a cart of food, containing It was full of cans and biscuits, and the rout soldiers sat on the ground to rest when they were tired from walking. Although there were still corpses of their colleagues in sight, there were no such corpses. They sat on the ground and stared blankly at Milong.

Xia Yuan was sitting with Meng Fanle, Hao Veterinarian, and Ah Yi. Meng Fanle was cleaning his rifle when he saw Milong struggling to push the car out of the grass and began to count his newly acquired guns. He said, "That guy Milong deserves to die."

Veterinarian Hao said understandingly: "Everyone has a time when they are at the edge of their horns. They lose their temper and complain about themselves, calling for foreign money. He seems to save things just to lose money, and shouts to go home. His home has long been occupied by the Japanese devils."

But Ah Yi followed Meng Fan and said, "It should be done in military law."

Meng Faner and Hao veterinarian glanced at him, their eyes revealed strangeness and strangeness, which made Ah Yi, who was already full of confidence, suddenly feel uncomfortable, Xia Yuan cast his gaze over, Meng Faner then explained: "I mean, we're all pretty damned, we shouldn't be alive."

Ah Yi blushed, and stammered, "I, I didn't mean that either. I mean, there really should be a military law to manage such an unspeakable army."

"Military law? Idiots who haven't fought in war will know what military law to follow the charge and make noise, so that you can use it. Except for the firing squad, what have you given us? Porridge is bad."

Ah Yi's words aroused the anger in Meng Fanle's heart, and he suppressed the anger all the way to vent to Ah Yi.

Ah Yi stammered for a long time without saying a word, Hao veterinarian persuaded: "It's annoying, why are you angry again? When did Ah Yi become a firing squad again? The rice he ate has never been better than You have one more grain!"

It was an evil fire, Meng Fanran lowered his head and decided to shut up.Ah Yi also murmured: "I am not yours, I am the same as you."

After a pause, he explained again: "I'm talking about order. We're not good enough because we don't have order."

These words annoyed Meng, who had just stepped off the evil fire, and he stuffed the newly cleaned gun into Ah Yi's arms, put his hand on the trigger, and put his head on the muzzle of the gun: " Order? Come on, do me a favor, it’s chaos from here, disturbed by people like you, do me a favor, let it be handled by military law.”

Ah Yi took his hand away, and was closed again by Meng Fan, until the veterinarian Hao gave him a blow on his head, and Meng Fan gave up and slumped on the ground.

Veterinarian Hao scolded: "You've hit the devil? You're a veteran. Is that gun funny?"

Meng Fanle also seemed to feel that he was a bit childish, so he took back his gun resentfully, and said in his mouth: "I don't know how to use a gun and talk about killing people. I just want to scare him. The gun I just wiped has ghost bullets."

He threw the gun to his side, and with a bang, the bullet grazed Meng Fanle's side and flew somewhere. The three of them were stunned, and the other colleagues just looked at them. Like in a dead pool, there was no splash, they might not know that just now they got bored and almost got punched through the head.

Meng got annoyed with his heart pounding, and kicked the gun far away in fear, then curled up on the ground, rubbing his head, and walked away from the gate of hell just now without knowing it.Ah Yi has been staring at Meng Fan, her lips are trembling.

Veterinarian Hao twitched his lips and said, "You guys, do you all want to fight back?"

Unknowingly, Meng Fan, who walked through the ghost gate, said in a trembling voice, "I wanted to win a battle, but now I don't want to. We are not the opponents of the Japanese devils, and the British didn't treat us as human beings. We treat it as a group of invisible people, who we beat for, and for whom those dead people died, it doesn’t make sense, we don’t even know what we are doing.”

Xia Yuan, who was sitting on the side, suddenly woke up. Meng Fan's words hit Xia Yuan like a stick. He looked up at the rout soldiers in front of him. Their eyes were full of bewilderment. Long Wenwen turned a blind eye to all of this, showing the richness of a domineering landlord.

"Goal, goal."

Xia Yuan woke up suddenly. What the rout soldiers lacked was a goal and a direction. They had lost their way in the chaotic battle. They didn't even know who the battle was for.They are a group of people who are recognized by their superiors as disappearing, invisible people, and they don’t even have an organization. Even their own identity has lost its effect and effect. No one cares about death. Under such circumstances, how can they improve their will to fight.

The Battle of Shangganling and the Battle of Changjin Lake were used to resist US aggression and aid Korea, defend their homes and defend the country. After experiencing the war of aggression, the volunteer soldiers saw the tragic situation of the Korean people. In addition, when New China was just established, the Chinese people were high-spirited and the spirit of martyrs remained in their hearts forever , one person is honorable, the whole family is honorable, and the people of the whole country are united in one heart, sending their children to the Korean battlefield to defend their families and the country.

This is a supremely glorious thing, to become a battle hero, and even to be interviewed by that person, under such circumstances, the volunteers are not afraid of life and death, and without warm clothes, guns and ammunition, and food, they fight against the well-equipped American troops, Every unit is extremely heroic and tenacious, holding explosives and perishing with the U.S. military, resisting heavy machine guns with their flesh and blood everywhere. Sacrifice is supremely glorious to them. They understand that they sacrificed themselves. Their names, their deeds will be remembered by the people forever, and that person will see their sacrifices, and their sacrifices can be exchanged for the peace of the country. This sacrifice is worthwhile.

So they went on and on, not afraid of life and death, and wrote chapters that even gods could not do with mortal bodies.

Different from the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, and even more different from the Volunteer Army, the land fell, foreign aggression and internal troubles, Long Wenwen and the others suffered defeats all year round and lost their souls. When they arrived on the Burmese battlefield, although they won a few small victories, which one was not with a huge victory? In exchange for a small victory at the price, at the airport, they finally found some directions, and they became a group of unnumbered teams. They were looked down on when they were alive, and no one remembered them when they died. Like gathered corpses, corpses in the wilderness, left to be eaten by wolves, tigers and leopards, bitten by flies and insects, and no one cares about their corruption and stench.

The originally depressed will is even more depressed.

There is no goal, no hope to strive for.

This is the current situation of this rout, and what worries Xia Yuan even more is that the combat effectiveness of this rout is also very weak. They come from different teams and there is no cooperation between them. The three-three system trained by Yu Tian exerted a little combat power. Once the other routs arrived on the battlefield, they fought independently without any coordination or tactics. Even though they had the weapons and equipment seized from the British, they faced With good equipment and well-trained Japanese troops, the battle damage ratio still reached an astonishing three to one, often sacrificing three talents can kill a Japanese devil.

If Xia Yuan hadn't knocked out the machine guns of the Japanese devils, the battle loss ratio would have been even higher, and more people would have died.

Xia Yuan wanted to understand what the routs lacked. Before that, Xia Yuan first agreed to retreat because he saw that the proportion of routs who died in the first battle was too high. He was brutally killed by the Japanese army and chased and beaten.

Only a well-trained army can exert a strong combat effectiveness in the face of the Japanese counterattack.

The training quality of the broken soldiers is really poor.

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　　I have something to do in the afternoon, I have to go out, go to the hospital for a checkup, it is estimated that today is the second watch

　　
　
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