Chapter 4 Chapter 4 The first military medal

After the first battle, nothing happened overnight, and the troops were ready to retreat.Ma Yanguo checked Lao Dan's equipment, stuffed him with two seized raw sweet potatoes, and hung two hand grenades around his waist, saying: "You know how to use it. If you don't keep up and are surrounded by devils, you will die." Pull the grenade, let's blow it up together, it's better than being caught by devils, remember?" "Remember..." Lao Dan's heart beat like a drum. "The next time you fight a devil, you have to cut the knife quickly. You can't stab it like last time. You can treat him as a tied pig, and you have to pick out some goods with one knife. You have to see the water. Otherwise, you will get hurt. Not heavy devil, he still wants your life!" Ma Yanguo pulled his armed belt hard.

"You can't follow us this time, you have to run ahead of us..." Lao Dan turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Yau Mazi walking towards him with a small steel helmet on his head and a big knife that had been curled. After washing his face, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his body was covered with grenades.The second son shrank his neck and followed him, holding half a basin of dirty bullets in his broken washbasin. The scouts ran back and reported to Ma Yanguo and several other company commanders that the Japanese troops had already begun to attack the outskirts of Kaifeng. There were no Japanese troops to turn around in the southeast direction, but the Japanese troops added another battalion in front of the position. There are tanks and armored vehicles, which are gathering on the position.

Ma Yanguo took out a comb and combed his hair, then handed the comb to Lao Dan.Lao Dan glanced at Er Zi and saw that he was carefully wiping the bullets and pressing them into the magazine one by one, so he knew that Er Zi was not as afraid as himself.Ma Yanguo gave an order, and the troops climbed out of the trench and ran south quietly. The wilderness is pitch black, like the underworld of the last days.But the sharp-eyed Japanese outposts still noticed the movement, and the flash bombs flew up immediately, illuminating a huge piece of daylight.The soldiers ran wildly on the pale ground, and shells fell from time to time, dragging the unlucky ghost into the darkness.The firepower of the covering unit was quickly suppressed by the Japanese army.There was something haunted behind, and the earth rumbled and shook.Lao Dan turned his head back in horror, and saw three armored monsters rumbling straight towards them, plowing the ground and breathing fire, followed by a large group of devils with cat waists.Lao Dan remembered that this was the tank that Ma Yanguo had mentioned, and immediately ran like a wild dog with its tail lit, wishing he could jump out.The mortar crews in Yaomazi were all dead, and when the devil's tanks passed through the trench, Zhibulongtong fired a few shots, and the machine guns fell silent.

Under the artillery fire, the soldiers ran for five miles in fear, and struggled to reach Chencun by the river.The villagers were missing and the village was dilapidated.Next to it is the Xiaoma River, which is much wider than the Daizi River, and on the other side is the defensive position of the two reinforced battalions of the 37th Army.Ma Yanguo sent two people across the river to look for the brothers' troops, to fight for artillery reinforcements, and then asked everyone to go to the house to dig holes and set up roadblocks, waiting for You Mazi to lead people back. Ma Yanguo took Laodan and Erzi to lie on a large cool room at the entrance of the village.The day dawned really fast, and as far as the eye could see, the tank had run over the deep trench and was chasing a large group of brothers who were running desperately.Immediately after the tank came a large group of ghost cavalry, but the men were small and the horses were big, with their legs hanging in the air, like bandits riding a big mule.You Mazi finished throwing the grenade, held a machine gun, and fired while running.The brothers fell down one after another, and with the remaining breath they got up and shot.The chains of the tank rolled up the loess all over the sky, and ran over the dead or living brothers, and the flesh and blood were caught in the chain and flew with the wheels.Some brothers were trampled beyond recognition by the cavalry, and a bloody brother pulled a grenade, and the people and horses were blown up to the sky.

Yaomazi was wearing a steel helmet, and his shirtless arms were covered in blood. He was holding two wounded soldiers—he was almost carrying them.The living soldiers retreated into the entrance of the village, and the horse smoke pot was fired.The Devil cavalrymen next to the tank were directly hit, and they were beaten like wheat by the rain of bullets swept from the heights of the roof, and some were crushed under the chain of the tank with their men and horses.Probably afraid of an ambush, the tanks slowed down and bombarded the village houses here. When the devil infantry yelled and followed up, these iron guys came over again with their gun barrels straight.

Everyone changed places while fighting.The Devil Tank was at a loss for a while, it could neither get in nor outflank it from behind, it could only shoot straight from the barrel and blast fiercely.The devils are very used to fighting in the village, digging the corners to unload bricks, occupying a lot of houses at once, and setting up machine guns on high places to sweep them here.Ma Yanguo ordered the troops to start crossing the river, throw away everything that should be thrown away, and swam desperately to the other side of the river more than 20 meters away.Lao Dan stood up again when he saw You Mazi fell down, and the two brothers he was carrying were beaten to death.Yaomazi's leg was injured and he was surrounded by five Japanese soldiers, like a wild boar surrounded by a pack of wolves.He swung the big knife and looked unstoppable, but the bayonet still penetrated his thick body.The oily hemp seed stood still, and a devil was a little careless, and he grabbed his neck with one hand, and the other big hand crushed his lifeblood.The bayonet pierced the belly of the oily hempseed, and the plump water slumped to the ground with a plop. The majestic oily hempseed fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up a heavy cloud of dust.

Li Tutu said last night: Zhuang Dayi, a Buddhist oil hemp seed, is from Xuzhou. He has no woman in his thirties.He usually makes a living in the village by killing pigs and breeding pigs, and occasionally helps people castrate horses and donkeys.The wish that the oil hemp seed is talking about is to meet a bunch of Japanese women, so that the Oriental women can experience his pig-like stuff.You Mazi would never have imagined that the last skill would castrate a Japanese soldier, and Lao Dan clearly heard the sound of the devil's rotting mass.You Mazi also told Lao Dan that he was very fond of the widow in his village. Her man died at the hands of the devils in the northeast. In order to please her, he joined the army as soon as he stamped his feet.

More than half of the brothers in charge of blocking sacrificed, Ma Yanguo and the rest were still fighting the devils, and Laodan and Erzi also joined.The devil's bayonet fighting was still more powerful than the brothers' broadsword slashing. They fought each other back to back, and they didn't panic when they were surrounded.But most of the brothers are gangsters, chopping people is like digging the ground with a hoe, the knife is pulled too far, the force is too stupid, the bayonet has penetrated their bodies before the knife comes down.The brothers fell down one after another, wailing endlessly.As soon as the red-eyed Lao Dan rushed in, he encountered a short and fat devil stabbing his comrade who was still alive on the ground. It was a young man from the Guo family in Banzi Village.He screamed and grabbed the bayonet stabbed in his stomach, but the devil tried his best to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it out.Lao Dan knocked him down with one shot, and the second son screamed and went up to make up for it.Lao Dan killed another devil who was rushing forward with a samurai sword, and then drew out a big knife to slash at the devils who besieged Ma Yanguo.

One of Ma Yanguo's legs was pierced through, the corner of his mouth was opened to his cheeks, his red flesh trembled on his face, his tongue was rolled out, but his saber skills were still orderly and undisturbed, and everyone around him was already lying down struggling for their lives devils.Seeing Lao Dan rushing, Ma Yanguo repeated his stunt, grabbed the devil's bayonet and pulled it around, and threw the devil's ass in front of Lao Dan.Lao Dan raised the knife and cut the back of the devil's head and hat in half.Ma Yanguo lifted another devil's jaw from bottom to top, and kicked it out.The second son waited upright, and flew across the knife, cutting off the devil's head.

Seeing the blood on the knife, and seeing the devil who was knocked down by them flicking his legs nervously, Lao Dan and Er Zi became excited and wanted to chop other devils.He grabbed the horse smoke pot and pulled them towards the riverside of the village.Lao Dan staggered and ran with the seriously injured Ma Yanguo, half of Lao Dan's body was stained red with his blood, and Ma Yanguo shouted to his brothers inarticulately: "Cross the river quickly! Cross the river quickly!" On the other side of the river, there was a sudden rumble of artillery, and the flames lit up, and the brother troops bombarded the Devils tanks and cavalry.The Japanese artillery did not show weakness, and followed to the edge of the village.Among the huge pillars of fire, the soldiers struggled and avoided, but many people were still killed.The two sons ran like the wind, and the other plunged into the river.Lao Dan finally reached the river with his horse smoke pot. He raised his head in panic and saw the sparks from the shells on both sides colliding in the air. was razed to the ground.

The horse smoke pot pushes the dazed Lao Dan into the river.The river water was icy cold, as if in another world, Lao Dan felt the river bed tremble, the dead people floating in the river water, the smell seeped into every pore of him.The flames on the river bank soared into the sky, illuminating the scattered brothers at the bottom of the river. They died in different ways, but their eyes were open like fish.Lao Dan poked his head out and looked back. There was a group of brothers on the bank of the river that had been blown up to the point of being invisible. The horse smoke pot is dead? The everlasting horse smoke pot was torn apart, Lao Dan's heart was also shattered, the sky collapsed, hope and the pride he had just born sank into the river, and he couldn't even struggle in the water.The foul-smelling water poured into his stomach, making him almost suffocate with nausea.He struggled to climb ashore, vomiting and shaking.The morning sun had risen, but it couldn't make him feel warm.He knelt by the river and looked back at the dead land. The tears, saliva and blood that flowed out gurgled on the grassy river bank.Death was no longer a stranger, but the sight of it still crushed him. It was real fear. The idea of ​​escaping flashed into his mind, but this place was different from Banzi Village, and he might die faster if he walked this way.The second son trotted over, helped him up, and said in a tone like a hanged ghost: "Come on, they're all dead, they're all dead..." Lao Dan stood up tremblingly, followed Er Zi and his comrades and ran to the trench behind.As soon as he sat down, he hugged into a ball, as if he was still soaking in the river.He hugged his numb body tightly, wanting to cry but couldn't.He didn't know how to cry, he didn't know whether to cry heartbreakingly for the horse smoke pot, or for some other big fight?He was choking and trembling, his own blood and other people's blood were sticky on his skin, and it was still there after swimming in the river, as if it was about to melt into his body again.He wiped it with his hands, but he couldn't wipe it off.Looking at the blood-red hands with hard scabs, he felt the coldness that penetrated his heart, as if he was naked in the strong wind of the ice field in the twelfth lunar month. The artillery fire of the two armies was fired over the village for half an hour, and gradually subsided.The Japanese army didn't seem to want to cross the river, and machine guns swept indiscriminately, and withdrew quietly. At night, the brothers who came back alive sat in the trenches, as dumb as Lao Dan.The second son looked for the one in Banzi Village, but only a small half left after asking.The Guo family and the Xie family were all crying for their father and mother, and they were still screaming after their tears had dried up.Some brothers brought steamed buns and pickles, lit cigarettes for them, and shook their heads watching these helpless poor fellows. Covered with a ragged blanket, Lao Dan looked at the searchlight column slowly sliding across the sky.On the interface between the beam of light and the cloud, there is a familiar face.Some are like my own women, some are like captains with loud voices, some are like oily hemp seeds with big ears, and some are like horse smoke pots like plague gods.Lao Dan didn't dare to close his eyes, otherwise there would be killing noises, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and he would experience the torment of blood and fire again.The battlefield in the middle of the night was quiet, there was no wind, no chirping of cicadas, no barking of dogs, only screaming and moaning.Occasionally, there would be one or two crisp cold gunshots in the darkness, and Lao Dan would fight a cold war.God, I don't know which unlucky ghost has exposed half of his head, and has become a ghost in the underworld. In the middle of the night, Lao Dan's mouth became dull and he smoked out all his cigarettes, so he thought of the horse smoke pot and the comb.He clearly remembered the place where the horse smoke pot fell.The sight of the horse smoke pot combing his hair made him blush, just thinking about it made him blush, only the big girls use this!But the second time he got used to it. The dirty comb slid across his scalp, like Tweety's gentle scratching, and like the old lady's touch. It gave him the courage to step out of the trenches and pick up a steel gun... This comb is Fantastic object. He couldn't sit still, heated up by the thought, and quietly left the trench.The Pony River at night is eerie, and there seem to be countless ghosts swimming in it.He bravely slipped to the river, greeted the sentry, jumped over the barbed wire and obstacles on the river beach, and swam naked.The surface of the river was as dark as the night, and he grinned his teeth in the cold, and his dick shrank into a ball.He didn't dare to plunge his head into the river, for fear of seeing the swollen corpses below, or being caught by ghosts.Swimming to the opposite bank, he climbed up and fumbled around, and soon found a half-length horse smoking pot.He was stiff, like a Chinese cabbage that had been frozen in the yard for three or nine days.Lao Dan carefully took off his tobacco pot, found out the comb, felt it was intact.The devil's flares flickered, and Lao Dan hurriedly pretended to be dead, with a trembling body, and waited for the thing to go out, then he swam back with vigor. The sentinel by the river kept watching, leaned over to pull him ashore, and asked excitedly, "Did you steal something good?" Lao Dan was too cold to speak, showed them the tobacco pot and comb, and shivered to wear them. Back to clothes. "Brother's?" asked the sentinel. "My elder brother's." "Is this comb given by his wife?" "He doesn't have a wife yet." The all-knowing Li Rabbit said that Ma Yanguo had never married a wife. People in their thirties fought wars in their early teens.Ma Yanguo hung out with a village girl for a few nights during the Battle of Songhu, and didn't know her name or surname. Later, when the devils slaughtered that village, Ma Yanguo kept carrying this comb.Lao Dan wanted to keep it for him, but Lao Dan didn't even know where his home was. The Zhumadian that Ma Yanguo said was out of reach for him. He never went beyond the 30-mile radius of Banzi Village. After retreating from Chencun, Laodan's 5th company, 3rd company, 4th company, and 1st company left a total of more than 100 people. They were organized into a company and assigned to the 406th regiment of the 37th Army.This regiment was gathered together from several battered troops. It was neither full of members nor had a place to go. Most of them were recruits with messy accents. The first glance was full of frightened eyes and thin bodies.Because of his legendary killing experience and his life and death with the respected Ma Yanguo, the tall and powerful Lao Dan has become a legendary veteran.The regiment headquarters couldn't find a suitable officer to supplement for a while, so it decided to solve it on the spot, and reluctantly promoted Lao Dan to be the deputy company commander of the new company, and his rank was vacant.The officers of the regiment headquarters wanted to use this to boost their spirits, and someone notified the company that an award ceremony would be held for him. Lao Dan accepted the award from the head of the regiment under the eyes of everyone who trusts, doubts or envies.He was a little at a loss, and didn't quite understand why he could be pinned with this small iron plate.The head of the regiment on the opposite side was burly, with a pockmarked face, triangular eyes like a knife gouging out, and the corners of his mouth were as hard as iron pliers. If he hadn't just spoken, those two lips seemed to have grown together. Head Mazi held up the medals to the soldiers.Everyone stared at this shining object, like looking at the steamed buns in the hands of the government disaster relief team when they went to the countryside, or the sacred objects in the hands of a Bodhisattva.This rare honor made Lao Dan terrified, not daring to refuse, nor daring to accept it.He only woke up when the medal was hung on his chest and the cold pin pierced his flesh.Lao Dan forgot to call out the pain, and the head of Mazi didn't know how deep it was, so he pinned a layer of flesh on his chest.Lao Dan was about to grab him, when he saw that Captain Mazi was saluting him, he endured the pain and raised his hands in return, his movements and expressions were extremely funny, like a monkey performing arts who got half of the master's rations.The comrades laughed in various ways.The group leader didn't smile, but frowned and punched him. Lao Dan was caught off guard and fell down. "stand up!" The head of the regiment drooped his face and shouted loudly, his pockmarked face was as tight as winter window paper.Lao Dan hurriedly got up and stood at attention, blushing and smiling.The head of the group still didn't smile, and took a few steps back to straighten his hat. His stern gaze swept over everyone's heads, and the audience was silent. "The soldiers of the party and the country, in the face of the danger of the country, have been the servants of the current servants, not afraid of hardships and dangers, not afraid of sacrifice! Everyone has joined the army not long ago, and saw that many brothers were sacrificed overnight, and some of them died without even seeing the devil. , must be very sad and very scared. We don’t want to fight and want to live in peace. But now, the devils have hit your doorstep, and the fate of the country is your own destiny! I know you are all tired and sleepy. Even panicked, but I still ask you to be prepared to kill the enemy and be prepared to sacrifice! The devils and I fought from Shanghai to Nanjing, from Nanjing to Xuzhou, from Xuzhou to here again, my dead brothers are far more than that Ten million? In the Battle of Nanjing, 80,000 soldiers of the national army died heroically, and almost all the more than 1,000 veterans of our regiment were wiped out, but I can still stand here, ready to die with the devils at any time! From day one, we are soldiers who are not afraid of death." Head Mazi walked a few steps, pointed back at Lao Dan and said: "The new soldier Lao Dan is brave and fearless in killing the enemy. It is a good job, so he is highly valued. Everyone should learn from him. But even so, Lao Dan is not a qualified party-state soldier! Don't say I punched you just now, just give you One knife, you are not allowed to fall!" Before he finished speaking, Captain Mazi took two steps forward and punched Lao Dan in the chest again, who was still in a daze.It was as if a grenade had exploded in Lao Dan's chest, his ears were buzzing, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he almost fell down again.This time he held back, he shook a few times, gritted his teeth and straightened his body.Head Mazi took a brand new Japanese saber from the adjutant and handed it to Lao Dan. "I captured this from a devil officer and gave it to you. I hope you will fight the enemy bravely!" Lao Dan took the saber respectfully, regained his composure, and carefully inserted it in his waist.He swallowed and saluted Captain Mazi.The soldiers were greatly moved and saluted the regiment leader together.Head Mazi didn't speak any more, he seemed to sigh, and went away heavily. "Why do you have me? I also killed the devil..." Erzi muttered behind him.