On the wall of Dongguan City in Teng County, Li Hexian walked along and introduced his cousin Li Sui'an and Wei Ran to the group of soldiers he led. While Li Sui'an was greeting his fellow villagers in Shu dialect, Wei Ran was also observing the situation of this class.
There are only ten soldiers in this class including Li Hexian, but they are different from the soldiers seen on the way here. Although they are also dressed in rags, carrying bamboo hats and large knives on their shoulders, among them Most of their waists were adorned with various box cannons.
But even if these slight firepower advantages are better than those of the soldiers under the city, they are not much better at all. Even the sleeves they carry on their backs are mostly old Sichuan-made sleeves, and only a few use The captured Sanba Gai. Apart from these, their only suppressive firepower is just a 30-knot heavy machine gun whose performance is definitely not good.
Wei Ran even saw a young soldier who was probably less than 20 years old. The butt of the 38-inch gun in his hand was cracked.
When the three of them passed by, the young man took out a little Japanese flag from an unfolded bag with a calm expression, tore it in two, and used it as a foot wrap to wrap around his dirty feet. Then he took out a new pair of straw sandals from his bag and put them on his feet.
This is not over yet. Although the foot-binding cloth that was replaced could be seen to be a piece of Japanese flag, it was still not wasted. Instead, he tore it into long strips and tied it carefully. Cracked butt on old slide.
Beside this silent young man, his back was turned to the three of them. A skinny man who looked to be in his forties was sucking on his pipe and jokingly said, "Four boy, no wonder your marksmanship sucks. You're a shooter." Is it that you can't even open your eyes because of the fumes from your foot bindings?"
Hearing this, the young man called Siwazi responded seriously, "Uncle Liu, my gun. It doesn’t stink. Counting from the day I left Sichuan, I’ve killed three little Japs with this crappy gun. If I kill one more to get my money back, I’ll make a profit from now on. How can it stink?”
Seeing Wei Ran and Li Sui'an looking at him in confusion, Li Hexian waved his hand and led them away before whispering, "The fourth child came with the labor force from his hometown. After knowing that his three brothers and After all his old men were gone, he stayed."
Wei Ran fell silent after hearing this. The little Japanese did not invade Sichuan until they surrendered in 1945, but these Sichuan soldiers regarded the little Japanese as nothing more. feud.
It can be said that during the Anti-Japanese War, wherever there were little devils, these ragged Sichuan troops could be found. They might be a squad, a regiment or a division, or they might just be Father and son are just two brothers and neighbors who grew up together. Even with the same or similar pronunciation of "The Japanese little devil's immortal banban", he carried a tattered rifle and beat the Japanese fellow countrymen.
And those ordinary people who stayed in the Land of Abundance?
They sent their fathers out of Sichuan, their husbands out of Sichuan, their children out of Sichuan, and their brothers out of Sichuan.Until the end, I took the big red flowers with me in the streets of the neighborhood to give them to my father and mother, to the ancestral tablets, or to kowtow to the empty house, and embarked on the same Shu road out of Sichuan without hesitation.
Behind them, those who could not go to the battlefield picked up poles, pushed wheelbarrows, took the food, drink and clothing they collected, and followed the footsteps of their families to catch up, never to return. Didn't go back.
Whether they are enemies of the country or their family, or they are passionate, these Sichuan soldiers, who are looked down upon, treated as beggars, and called double-gun soldiers, rely on old weapons and the large knives on their backs, The bloody spirit of the Sichuan army was drawn out like a moth to a flame.
When the three of them came down from the ten-meter-high city wall, Li Hexian took out half a crumpled cigarette from his jacket pocket, lit it, and took a long puff before taking Wei Ran with him. The two walked to a wheelbarrow on the side of the road, lifted up the straw mat on it, took out two large knives and four grenades and handed them over.
"Sui'an, Wei Ran, it stands to reason that I should give you both a gun. But you two have never been on the battlefield, and our weapons are not enough, so this is the only thing I can give you. There are a lot of knives and grenades."
"Brother, we have guns," Li Sui'an said, patting the belly box on his waist.
"This big-bellied box is packed tightly, but it can't hit far, and the bullets will always run out."
Li Hexian couldn't help but stuff a large knife into the two of them. In his hand, he did not forget to give careful instructions, "Looking at the two of you, you probably have never been on the battlefield. If you want to hit the Japanese with your big belly box, you have to wait until they are within thirty or forty meters."
Remember to hide when shooting. When the opportunity is right, unscrew the cover of the grenade butt, pull the rope inside hard, and pull the rope down. No matter whether there is smoke or not, try to throw it to the place with the most Japs. . When the Japs are really in front of you, you can use this large knife.
Now the brothers are busy digging bunkers, and I don’t have time to teach you. Just remember one thing, the Japs’ bayonet. Most of the time, they are stabbed to the stomach and chest first. As long as you use a large knife to block it, move forward as much as possible. The closer you are, the larger knife will be more useful than a bayonet. "
< p>Li Sui'an swallowed hard and weighed the heavy knife. Seeing that Wei Ran had tied it to his back with a hemp rope with a calm expression, he immediately inserted the grenade into his belt in the same manner. Then he put the heavy blade on his back."Squad Leader Li, please arrange tasks for us." Wei Ran stood up straight and said.
"Go dig a bunker." Li Hexian pointed behind him, "This little devil has a plane. If he flies over here, he will have a chance to survive by hiding in it."
Wei Ran and Li Sui'an looked at each other, and the latter saluted his cousin Li Hexian nondescriptly and shouted "Yes!"
"With your right hand"
Li Hexian was easy-going He helped Li Sui'an correct his mistake. When he saw Wei Ran also raised his arms to salute him, he immediately took a small step back and stood up straight.body, raised his right arm and returned the salute solemnly.
After receiving Li Hexian's task, the two immediately joined the team digging bunkers. Most of those busy digging bunkers were ordinary people and members of the security team organized by Teng County. Among them were a few middle-aged men wearing long gowns and gold rings on their hands.
They are no worse than the Sichuan troops on the city wall. Otherwise, these people would have followed the refugees and fled out of the city.
The heavy trench excavation work continued until midnight. Wei Ran, who had been replaced to rest, avoided the Li brothers and found a remote and vacant house to hide, and took out the leather book. That black matte titanium alloy pistol.
After confirming that there were still bullets inside, Weiran took back his pistol and took out the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle he got in Finland.
What made him extremely happy was that, just like the Rollei twin reflex rifle, the bullets he pressed into the three magazines of this rifle during the last battle in Berlin were also missing. Less, but at the same time, the scope originally installed on the gun was gone.
Putting the rifle away in his book, Wei Ran looked up and looked out the window. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately took out the rewarded medical kit and the kerosene lamp.
Didn't dare to light the gas lamp, Wei Ran just used the kerosene lighter tied to the handle of the gas lamp to take a quick look at the situation in the medical kit. What made him extremely regretful was that the medicines he had stuffed in before going to Inta last time did not appear at all. What was inside was only the medicines that came with the medical kit itself.
After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran grabbed three morphine injections from the box and put them into his pocket. Then he closed the lid of the lighter and put the kerosene gas lamp and the first aid kit back into the leather book.
On the second day, Wei Ran and Sui An continued to dig out seemingly endless bunkers. But I didn't expect that as dusk approached, several old ladies with small feet wrapped in coarse cloth headscarves and carrying wicker baskets approached Li Hexian who was stationed in Dongguan.
These old ladies left without a word a dozen pairs of new cloth shoes with fine stitching, a basket of sauced meats and two jars of wine, and then excused themselves because they couldn’t hear what these Sichuan kids were saying. He hunched over and slowly walked towards the north of the city.
Li Hexian and his soldiers were puzzled by this sudden gift. They also gave a military salute to the old ladies. It was not until their backs disappeared at the intersection that they slowly Put down his hand.
When Li Hexian began to distribute new cloth shoes and a basket full of sauced meat and fine wine from his hometown to his soldiers, at the entrance of a small alley that could not be seen behind them, Cangxian Seeing Li Hexian accept the gift, the old shopkeeper of Zhai wiped away the muddy tears from the corners of his eyes. Without any nostalgia or concern anymore, he contentedly picked up the wine jar in his hand and took a big gulp, then limped towards the north of the city. pawnshop.
On the long stone road, the old shopkeeper drank and drank all the way, shouting loudly in Shu dialect as if no one else was around, "New shoes and old wine are given to the son, but he seeks glory on the battlefield. Even if our Sichuan army dies in hundreds of battles, it doesn't matter if our bodies are wrapped in horse leather! "
At the Dongguan position, the two Li brothers who had just distributed new cloth shoes were stunned when they heard the vague poem and the familiar voice. The two brothers looked at each other and walked to the stone road He slowly knelt down in the middle and kowtowed solemnly towards the north of the city.
The soldiers of different ages behind him and Wei Ran, who was about to pour wine for everyone, seemed to understand something. Holding new cloth shoes in one hand and a few slices of freshly distributed meat in the other, they all knelt down behind Li Hexian and kowtowed solemnly toward the north of the city.
Everyone. Under the leadership of the two Li brothers, he stood up straight again. Li Hexian took the wine jar from Wei Ran's hand and took a sip. He handed it to his cousin Li Sui'an who was already in tears and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Brothers! Put on your new shoes and take a sip of our Sichuan and Sichuan wine! Next, the city survives and survives, the city perishes and perishes! "
"The city survives and survives, the city perishes and perishes! ”
A dozen men from Kawachi in tattered clothes shouted hoarsely. As the two small wine jars were passed around in the hands of everyone, the shouts also spread along the city wall. The further away. Among the refugees on the street who were busy escaping from Teng County, some local men handed the poles loaded with belongings to their wives or children and walked to the nearest position without hesitation.