Bright Sword: From Northwest Shanxi to Shangganling

Chapter 6 I am a kind person
"Xu Wu, you go and handle this matter." Chen Chengxing ordered the battalion commander.

When Chen Chengxing was the captain of the Big Knife Commando Team, Xu Wu followed Chen Chengxing and always carried out Chen Chengxing's orders to the letter.

"Yes!"

Luo Ping looked at Xu Wu's back and quickly reached out his hand to stop him.

"Eh"

"Old Luo, you don't know that I am a kind-hearted person and I can't bear to see others suffer. Since we can't save them, let's not watch them suffer. Giving them a ride is also a good deed." Chen Chengxing interrupted Luo Ping directly.

Seeing Chen Chengxing's unquestionable expression, Luo Ping swallowed the words on his lips.

As for those Japanese devils who could still be rescued, Luo Ping could only pretend not to know.

Just consider this as your blessing. After all, the sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn.

Luo Ping put the wounded behind his mind and asked, "What about the prisoners? There are also wounded here."

"What else can we do? Those who are willing to join the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese will be recruited, and those who are not willing will be allowed to leave on their own." Chen Chengxing said casually.

It’s good enough that I saved their lives, do you still want to rely on me?

"After all, they are friendly forces." Luo Ping said hesitantly.

"Friendly forces? We didn't let you cross the river before. Why didn't you mention friendly forces when you were fighting with them?" Chen Chengxing said.

Luo Ping was almost speechless after being scolded by Chen Chengxing.

"That's not a special case. Besides, I didn't really want to do it." Luo Ping argued.

"Okay, I'll handle this matter, and you go and count the seized items." Chen Chengxing said.

Although Luo Ping was the deputy commander of the New Second Regiment, he was actually in charge of the work of the political commissar. It was just that the Kuomintang did not allow the Eighth Route Army to have a political commissar, so he was only given the title of deputy commander.

Therefore, Luo Ping had relatively high requirements for politics and military discipline. He would not do something like this, where he would completely ignore friendly forces.

Chen Chengxing was also aware of Luo Ping's situation, so he just sent him away.

Luo Ping also took advantage of the situation and pretended not to know, thus deceiving himself.

Chen Chengxing came to the pile of prisoners, looked at the three or four hundred people and said:
"We are the New Second Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. I am the regiment commander, Chen Chengxing. I think you all know the situation of the Eighth Route Army, so I won't introduce you."

"Captain Chen, thank you for your help." A second lieutenant of the Central Army who was leading the captives saluted.

"Haha, you're welcome. Now that the battle is over, you are free. I came here to invite you to join my New Second Regiment and fight against the Japanese together."

Chen Chengxing did not give this person a chance to take advantage of the situation and directly stated his purpose.

"This..." The second lieutenant of the Central Army didn't know what to say.

"Captain Chen, we still have to rely on the Central Army to fight the Japanese. Your equipment is too poor." A voice came from the crowd.

Chen Chengxing looked in the direction of the voice and saw a 1-meter-tall strong man standing out in the crowd.

Looking at the sturdy man's head, Chen Chengxing felt that it looked familiar.

"What's your name?" Chen Chengxing asked.

"My name is Wei Dayong, and I'm the sergeant squad leader of the 27th Division of the Central Army."

It was indeed this guy. Chen Chengxing guessed it was him as soon as he saw the bald guy. After all, Wei Dayong was injured and captured in the Battle of Xinkou.

However, Wei Dayong and these prisoners were unwilling to join the Eighth Route Army, and Chen Chengxing could not force them. After all, the Red Party never forced anyone to do anything.

"Like Wei Dayong said just now, some people may not want to join the New Second Regiment. That's fine. We, the Eighth Route Army, are a team that fights the Japanese. We don't expect to get any reward for saving your lives."

"The Eighth Route Army is free to come and go. Those who are willing to stay can go over there to help clean up the battlefield. Those who are unwilling can leave on their own." Chen Chengxing said loudly. After hearing Chen Chengxing's order to expel them, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

This place is behind enemy lines. They are wearing military uniforms and are unarmed. They will probably be discovered by the Japanese army after walking a few miles, and then they will be captured again.

Wei Dayong was speechless. His injury had not healed yet. The only reason he was able to continue on his journey was because of his strong body.

If he took the mountain road back to Xinkou, he would have to lie on the ground halfway, and Wei Dayong didn't think anyone else would carry him up the mountain.

Chen Chengxing looked at these people standing there motionless and did not pay any more attention to them. Instead, he waved his hand and took the others to clean up the battlefield. As for these prisoners, Chen Chengxing believed that they would make the decision.

"How is it? What did you capture?" Chen Chengxing asked.

"Captain, we're going to make a fortune!" Luo Ping said excitedly.

"Those three trucks with tarpaulins were carrying supplies captured by the Japanese, and most of them were munitions!"

"In addition to rifles, there are also light machine guns and heavy machine guns, and even a mortar!"

"But we haven't checked whether these weapons can be used." Luo Ping said.

"Don't worry about whether it can be used or not, just move it back first." Chen Chengxing waved his hand.

Even if there is damage, the parts can be disassembled for replacement. To the New Second Regiment, these are all treasures.

"By the way, these trucks are also good things. Dismantle those that can be dismantled, and destroy those that cannot be dismantled." Chen Chengxing said.

"I was just about to ask you, how do you destroy these trucks? Do you make them unusable if you blind their eyes?" Luo Ping asked.

Like Chen Chengxing, Luo Ping was a farmer's child. He only learned to read when he was in the Red Army, and he knew nothing about machinery like trucks.

Even Chen Chengxing, if he had not been a time traveler, would not have known so much about it. Although there was an introduction at the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University, there was no detailed explanation.

"Eyes? What eyes?" Chen Chengxing didn't react to Luo Ping's question. When did a truck have eyes?
"It's here." Luo Ping said, pointing at the front of the car.

When Chen Chengxing saw the place Luo Ping pointed to, he finally understood where Luo Ping was talking about.

"Those are headlights. You can imagine them as two large flashlights on the truck," said Chen Chengxing.

"Flashlight? I understand." After hearing Chen Chengxing's explanation, Luo Ping immediately understood the function of this thing.

"Lao Luo, call the logistics and company commanders of each battalion and platoon, and I will tell you how to do this." Chen Chengxing said.

The Japanese trucks are good things. Although they can't get the trucks back now, it is not a problem to dismantle some things from them.

After everyone gathered together, Chen Chengxing patted the truck and spoke.

"Everyone should know that this thing is called a truck, but people don't know much about it."

"It just so happens that I learned about this when I was at the Anti-Japanese University. Today I will tell you how to destroy a truck."

Chen Chengxing found the Japanese maintenance kit from the cab, opened the hood, and told everyone how the truck was driven.

He also directed everyone to remove the wheels of the truck.

Although Chen Chengxing doesn't know how to repair vehicles, just because he can't assemble them doesn't mean he can't disassemble them.

If there is enough time, Chen Chengxing can take people to dismantle the truck into parts and take them away.
But now they are behind enemy lines and don’t have much time, so they can only remove the wheels.

Wheels are good things. Even if they are put on a carriage, they are several times more useful than wooden wheels.

As for the rest, Chen Chengxing arranged for the soldiers to put a grenade in the fuel tank before retreating, so that it would explode and burn, ensuring that it would not be worth repairing.

(End of this chapter)