Chapter 4

The war was getting more and more intense, troops were constantly moving to support the Songhu front.

While the casualty figures continue to increase, the mood of the people of China to support the war also continues to rise, especially the people on the other side of the river, donations, donations, every day with the soldiers on the front line in Hebei, breathing, sharing the same fate.

Cheng Mo is now considered a volunteer, assigned to work in the wounded warrior camp, traveling between the Four Row Warehouse and the wounded warrior camp every day.

In the camp, he got close to the wounded veterans when he had the chance, learned all the combat skills from them, and then trained on his own initiative.

In a chaotic world, mastering all life-saving skills was more important than anything else.

“Keep your hands steady, shooting is as simple as that, shoulders, eyes and aim in a line, then aim at your target and pull the trigger and you’re done!”

“And then what?”

“Then, you don’t have to care, the bullet is out of the chamber, that’s what it gives itself to ……,” Wu Jianfeng hemmed and hawed with a wry smile.

This he knew when he went to school during military training, Cheng Mo asked again, “Brother Wu, can we win this battle?”

“Can it ……,” Wu Jianfeng’s bloodshot eyes looked at the surface of the Huangpu River and replied uncertainly. He had joined the army from a wounded national army officer, the year of nine-eleven, and had been a soldier for eight years, taking part in hundreds of battles, and was now recuperating from his wounds in a field hospital.

Cheng Mo’s marksmanship was all under his tutelage, and although he had never actually fired a single bullet, Wu Jianfeng said that he had a good sense of marksmanship, and was a good prospect.

He believed it uncritically.

Being a sniper was really pulling his weight.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and the Four Row Warehouse has changed several times and become the command headquarters of the 88th Division. Cheng Mo’s daily work is to go to the field hospital to help, take care of the wounded, simple first aid work, and writing suicide notes for seriously injured soldiers.

Especially writing suicide notes, this feeling is very bad.

Every day was spent in the deafening sound of artillery, Cheng Mo never thought he would one day be so close to a real battlefield.

Death, blood, killing, destruction ……

From shock to fear to numbness, he didn’t fire a single shot or kill an enemy, but he didn’t find a place to hide like an ostrich either.

He joined the stretcher team, then was assigned to the medical emergency team, and now he has to do the work of registering wounded soldiers for recovery.

Wu Jianfeng is a friend he met in the casualty hospital, came with a high fever, almost waist to saw his leg, it was Cheng Mo who cleared his wounds, stitched him up, and only then did he help him regain this leg.

The front line casualties are too large, the wounded are getting more and more, they are not to where these injuries are not all good at any time may be topped up.

At the beginning of the war, or good news constantly, but Chiang too much thought, always put their hopes on others, one step wrong, step wrong, with the Japanese army large-scale increase in troops, the national army to start the first occupy that poor advantage instantly gone.

Attack and defense changed places.

Nightfall, Zhabei battle has not stopped, even the last wave of bombing of the ghosts just left.

“Wu Jianfeng!”

“Arrived.” Wu Jianfeng, who was smoking a cigarette, heard someone calling him and immediately extinguished the cigarette in his hand, stood up, and saluted at an officer wearing a lieutenant’s uniform.

“Take your men and horses and go up to Tiantongan Station to replenish the 262nd Brigade, there are a lot of casualties over there, be quick!” The second lieutenant who passed the order gave it directly.

“Tiantongan station, sir, this day is dark, the road is not good, the past is less than an hour, you see what is the situation of our people, this day is dark, is not waiting for tomorrow morning ……”

“Wu Jianfeng, this is the order of the upper peak, you dare to bargain?” The second lieutenant directly drew his matching gun and sternly questioned.

“Sir, do not dare, but you let us go to support, always have to get us some handy guys, we now have less than three rounds of ammunition in each hand, in case the halfway meets the Easterners?” Wu Jianfeng spread his hands and said with a resigned look.

“You should have said that the weapons and ammunition are not enough!” Lieutenant put down his pistol, if Wu Jianfeng really disobeyed orders, or this situation, the first to be finished is him, the war is unfavorable, the troops are war-weary and war-shy things happen from time to time.

“Give each of you thirty rounds of rifle ammunition, four hand grenades, three bases of machine gun bullets, more than that there will be no more.”

“Success, with these ammunitions, it’s enough for the brothers to last for a while.” Seeing that his purpose had been achieved, Wu Jianfeng didn’t say anything else and greeted Cheng Mo behind him and the others as they began to prepare for departure.

This one of his supplemental group or called combat squad was made up of wounded soldiers, after they recovered from their injuries, their original troops didn’t know where to go, they could only unify their formation and wait for the arrangement, so they spontaneously formed a small collective and went wherever they needed to go.

Cheng Mo is also considered one of them, because often follow the work together. Wounded soldiers didn’t eat in the field hospital for nothing.

“Little Mo stays behind, the others follow me!” Wu Jianfeng called the big guys together and made an announcement.

“Brother Wu, take me with you.” Cheng Mo also wanted to go to the battlefield, but he never had the chance, and now the chance was right in front of him.

“No, you can’t go. You’re not a soldier, you don’t need to go with us, Little Mo, you’ve studied in a university hall, you’ll be of great use in the future, if you follow us and sacrifice, it’s not worth it ……”

“Brother Wu, we are all equal, since you all can sacrifice, why can’t I. Furthermore, we may not sacrifice!” Cheng Mo said, he also figured out that being the Cheng Mo of this world was not a meaningful thing.

One more person, one more strength, Wu Jianfeng was silent for a while and asked seriously, “You really want to go?”

“Go, as long as I can kill Little Toyo!”

“Then for a while you follow me around, what I tell you to do, you do, do you understand?” Wu Jianfeng commanded.

“Understood, Brother Wu!” Cheng Mo nodded, if Wu Jianfeng didn’t take him there, he really didn’t have the means to go alone.

“Call the squad leader!”

“Yes, squad leader.” There were only eleven people in Wu Jianfeng’s group, just enough to form a combat squad.

Fighting independently, he did not yet have the ability to do so.

Before departing, Wu Jianfeng handed Cheng Mo a German-made steel helmet, this thing was particularly stuffy to wear, but he could still block the shrapnel from explosions and whatnot, which could save his life at critical moments, but even with this kind of helmet, there weren’t a few of these in the whole squad, this was extra care.

Check the equipment.

The whole squad has seven rifles, four old holsters, accounting for half towards the top, three Mauser 98s, and a box gun, the squad leader Wu Jianfeng’s favorite, six grenades per person, and a Czech light machine gun with badly worn rifling ……

Heavy weapons: zero.

Although Cheng Mo was allowed to follow, he was not assigned a weapon; his weapons were a pillbox and a hand grenade.

The entire squad totaled eleven people counting Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo, the only one who had drank foreign ink, gave the group a name: “Eleven Luohan”.

Before he left, he found a “convenient” excuse to sneak back to the “Salt Warehouse” and quietly took the pistol that his sister “Cheng Hua” had given him and hid it under the medicine chest.

If necessary, this is a life-saving weapon.

From receiving the order to receive ammunition, less than a quarter of an hour, Wu Jianfeng waved his hand, a line of eleven people quickly disappeared in the dark night.

“8-13” the Battle of Songhu was started from the “Eight Bridges”, this is the Zhabei and Hongkou Japanese Concession of the main traffic artery, is the two sides must fight.

However, from the beginning of the battle to the retreat of the national army, the Japanese army was unable to fully control the “Baziqiao” area.

The 88th Division, one of the three main German armored divisions of the National Army, was stationed near the Bazhiqiao area, and its commander was the famous “Runaway General” Sun Zeyuan.

Tiantongan Station was located just east of the Bazhajiao Bridge, and after it was occupied by the Nationalist Army, it was repeatedly fought over and lost in bitter battles.

Cheng Mo didn’t remember much about the “Tiantongan” battle, and it was a bit inconspicuous compared to Luodian, which was known as a mill of flesh and blood.

All along the way are all the houses collapsed in the shelling, the air is mixed with the stench of corpses, in addition to the pungent smell of disinfectant lime powder …….

Stepping on the rubble and bricks, no one in the team made a sound, all know that this go, the probability of not having the opportunity to come back.

This is the soldier’s mission and homecoming.

This was the first time Cheng Mo had ever marched in such a hurry, and if he didn’t have such a young body now, I’m afraid that he wouldn’t be able to walk more than a few steps, and he wouldn’t be able to do it.

But even so, his physical quality is still too far away from these veterans, marching to half of the distance, he felt the soles of his feet worn out, can only grit his teeth, with a force of perseverance in insisting.

The sky is thick dark, the sound of gunfire is constantly coming from all around, the battle is not over, and I can’t hear which direction it is, anyway, it’s very close, and the orange-red trajectory often crosses over the top of my head.

Night battles, too, have become routine.

Just such a piece of land, both sides piled up almost a million troops, fierce fighting for more than a month, although the national army is at a disadvantage, but also did not lightly retreat.

The scout Kuizi who was walking in front of the retreat suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture to stop advancing and take cover.

Behind the crowd quickly look for cover, and have not yet realized the danger Cheng Mo was squad leader Wu Jianfeng grabbed a hand, hiding in a one was blown down behind a short wall.

Slowly from the opening to poke his head out, saw not far from the street silhouettes, a team, probably eight or nine people look, sneaky, the sky is too dark to see the attire, but this street has been close to the positions of the two sides of the war.

If it wasn’t one of their own, then it was the enemy.

The crowd instantly tensed up.

This entire road was considered an area under the actual control of the national army, how could an enemy appear here, did the front line of defense collapse?

This is quite scary.

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