The War of Resistance

A counterattack plan came down from above. In the depression, hundreds of new recruits and veterans watched as a group of officers gathered around not far away and gestured at the map.

The veterans smoked cigarettes and talked nonsense, and occasionally looked at the bearish appearance of the new recruits with contemptuous eyes. As for what the new recruits looked like, there was no need to describe them.

After only a few minutes, the officers came to the soldiers. Seeing the serious expressions of the officers, the veteran finally stopped messing around. The one who was smoking threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground. Another hard crushing kick.

As for the new recruits, they felt that they were no different from the pigs whose hooves were tied and were about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.

Thinking about it carefully, I don't know whether it is ridiculous or sad.

It was originally a national war of resistance. It is said that every inch of mountains and rivers is worth an inch of blood. It is said that people, regardless of age, north or south, have the responsibility to defend the land and resist the war. The national war of resistance should have formed the consciousness of all strata of the people, but who would have thought that there would be a riot? This has led to the current situation of rushing ducks to the shelves.

As the same saying goes, reality is always more outrageous than imagined. No matter how wonderful the comments of future generations are, they are still outsiders and not parties involved.

"You guys!" There were six or seven officers who came over, but it was Blind Hao who finally spoke. As he said this, he made an empty line with his hand from top to bottom at the recruits, "My hand is Everyone comes out!"

Everyone looked at Blind Hao's arm resting in front of his body. In an instant, the recruits understood that life and death would soon be separated by Blind Hao's stroke.

There are sixty or seventy people on the right side of Hao Xiazizi's arm, and the majority are on the left side of his arm, so these few people must go to the battlefield.

A seemingly panic-stricken scene happened like this.

Can this battle still be fought like this? One stroke like this can determine life or death!

"It is natural for the Chinese to attack the little Japanese. Don't be a coward! Come here, separate them!" Blind Hao ordered directly when he saw that the legs of the small number of strong men who had been scratched by him were trembling.

"Hurry up, why are you shivering when you fight a little devil?" Hao Xiazi's veterans went up with guns in hand. They didn't know how to stab the strong men with bayonets, but the butts of the guns were already turning.

"Hurry up!" At this time, a soldier thought a recruit was slow and gave him a rifle butt.

The recruit couldn't do it because he didn't know the situation, so he could only walk out with the old rifle that had just been issued for a while, but as he walked, he looked at the soldier who smashed the butt of his rifle.

The person who hit him was a soldier, not a veteran, just because the recruit remembered that this soldier had just joined the army not long ago, but it was said that he came with a gun and killed the Japanese. Alas, how did he get the veteran? Who was in that group?

"Oh, let's not come in, otherwise we will go to the battlefield too!" At least it seemed that the captured recruits didn't want to go, but someone in the pile of recruits muttered in a low voice.

"Shut up, you idiot!" Qingfeng Li said angrily, his voice was equally low but his tone was very stern.

The old man quickly shut up. He had listened to Qingfeng Li since he was a child.

Originally, Shang Zhen and the four of them were sitting outside the recruits, but while the officers were studying the battle plan, Shang Zhen took the three of them and went into the pile of young men.

Although Shang Zhen didn't say it explicitly, Li Qingfeng didn't ask either.

But at this time, Li Qingfeng saw that Caicheng Wan and his followers were following the veterans and driving the recruits away with their rifle butts. Only then did he understand that what Shang Zhen said, telling them to guard against Cai Chengwan, was true.

That guy was so arrogant that he directly classified himself as a veteran.

The charge must be the responsibility of the new recruits. The veterans are supervising the battle from behind. So who has a higher death rate? Is it necessary to ask?

And the reason why Shang Zhen refused to use the butt of a gun to drive the new recruits as cannon fodder like Cai Chengwan did, must be because he couldn't bear it!

To say that Shang Zhen's choice at this time is definitely not wrong.

Why did Shang Zhen speculate on the words of Hao Xiazi and the crippled deputy battalion commander from the beginning? He was judging what kind of combat method the Forty Army would adopt against the Japanese army.

The combat method adopted by the Forty Army against the Japanese army also determined the way they used new recruits.

If the Forty Army decides to assign these recruits to the battalions and companies below, then Shang Zhen and the four of them will be in trouble.

When he arrives in a new company, everyone has to get to know him again. Whoever knows who Shang Zhen is, he can't find out if he has any relationship with those veterans. Then the veterans who have no relationship with him will treat him as a recruit and drive him away. Let him go to the front to be cannon fodder.

But the lame deputy battalion commander said that he would personally lead the suicide squads and even the strong men with grenades strapped to their bodies to rush upward, so these new recruits would be used intensively.

As long as these new recruits are used intensively and he is still under Hao Xiazi's subordinates, then Hao Xiazi will never let himself be used as cannon fodder first!

It is said that whoever rushes will die on the battlefield, but the anti-Japanese soldiers still rushed up despite the hail of bullets from the invaders. This is of course a portrayal of the vast majority of the anti-Japanese soldiers, but Shang Zhen is not included!

Whether you say Shang Zhen is afraid of death or not, whether you say their fighting style is bloodless or cunning, anyway, since the September 18th Incident, he and his gang have been walking on a knife's edge like this. Of course they There were also casualties, but after all, many survived.

Perhaps Wang Lao Mao’s words are the best summary for this bunch of people, “It’s no use just not being afraid of death? Those who are not afraid of death will die first! I’m not dead, but I’m still fighting the Japanese. The Japanese I beat to death are better than the Japanese who died first. More people will be killed!"

It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong in this matter.

To say that Shang Zhen took out his little abacus would be a "pop" sound, but no one can predict it.

Just when he thought that this time the recruit cannon fodder had escaped without his share, Blind Hao suddenly shouted: "Where is that Northeastern guy? Where is that bastard Northeastern guy hiding?"

This batch of hundreds of strong men were captured from the south of the Huaihe River. Shang Zhen, a guy from the Northeast, is definitely a scorpion daddy - a poisonous one!

When Hao Xiazi shouted like this, some recruits who knew that Shang Zhen was a Northeastern guy looked at Shang Zhen, but Shang Zhen also stood up and walked out among the strong men.

If you hide, you will hide. If people don't think of you, then forget it, but since they have clearly called you, it is not Shang Zhen's style to be a coward and not go to the battlefield. As of now, Shang Zhen is the only one. He fought more battles than all the new recruits put together!

As soon as Shang Zhen moved, Qingfeng Li would naturally follow him, while Wang Xiaodan's face turned red again. He was worried, scared and excited, but he still followed him after all.

"Ma Erpao, you take the Northeastern guys and the others with you and hold the formation behind these new soldiers!" Hao Xiazi gave such an order at this time.

"Ah?" Upon hearing what Hao Xiazi said, the veteran named Ma Erpao behind him was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't figure out why his company commander sent him up.

At that time, he was listening beside the officers while they were studying the battle plan.

The battle plan was for the crippled deputy battalion commander to lead dozens of veterans with grenades strapped to their bodies to act as a death squad, while Hao blindly stretched out his hand and drew out the new recruits to be responsible for the feint attack.

Feinting is called pretending to attack, but to pretend to attack, you have to pretend to be fake. If you pretend to be fake, you will die. If you die less, you will be a complete cannon fodder!

In a war with hot weapons, the vast majority of feints are not called baits, they are called "abandonments." For the sake of overall victory, those weapons must be abandoned. War has always been so cruel!

But at this time, Blind Hao turned around and waved to the subordinate called Ma Erpao. Ma Erpao hurriedly came forward. Then everyone saw Hao Xiazi whispering a few words to Ma Erpao. As for what they were talking about. No one really knows what it is.

"Stop chattering, get ready!" At this time, an officer waved his hand impatiently.

It's useless to say a thousand words and ten thousand things. After all, you will face life and death!