Chapter 243: Experience the most tragic march in military history
Chapter 243: Experience the most tragic march in military history
A helicopter gunship landed quickly in the open grass outside the Blues' temporary command center.
Bang.
The hatch was pushed open, and He Zhijun and the three veterans rushed out.
Hades, who had been waiting on the side, immediately greeted him.
Lei Zhan went to experience the feeling of fighting in the air, but he was not there, and Hades and the others felt a little embarrassed, plus the food was burned, so they didn't go with Lei Zhan and stayed to prepare for food.
"Salute!"
Hades and his entourage saluted He Zhijun.
He Zhijun's sharp eyes swept over them, snorted coldly, strode past them, and walked directly into the tent.
Hades and the others immediately knew that something was wrong!
I'm afraid I'll get into big trouble this time!
You must know that Lei Zhan led the Thunderbolt Commando to participate in the battle, and did not report to the wolf head in advance, plus the grain was burned......
Hades and the others followed behind He Zhijun and entered the tent.
He Zhijun walked into the tent and saw that the table was full of game, and his face became more and more ugly.
Hades hurriedly explained, "These wild meats were brought in when the walls were clear, and only these can be eaten, and the others are gone. ”
He Zhijun glanced at Hades, was silent for a while, and said, "I'll tell you a story." ”
"Yes!"
Hades and the others snapped and straightened their waists, but they all had doubts in their hearts, the wolf head told them a story at this time? What do you mean?
"In the past, the Red Army crossed 600 miles of grassland, climbed 2,700 miles of snow-capped mountains, and just crossed the grassland, and the non-combat attrition exceeded 10,000 people, which was the most tragic march in the history of human marching!"
"My grandfather was one of the old Red Army soldiers, and he once told me that in the autumn of that year, he entered the grassland with the troops, because he was not well prepared, and on the seventh day after entering the grassland, the food was almost exhausted, and many comrades had nothing to eat, and they suffered from gastrointestinal diseases, and people kept falling down and falling behind."
"Among them, the old squad leader of the cooking class took care of the three young soldiers, and along the way, he ate a little barley noodles with wild vegetables and things, and at the end of the meal, even the wild vegetables were eaten."
"The three little soldiers are losing weight day by day, and they can't hold on anymore, the old squad leader is anxious, and just when he was washing clothes in the puddle, he saw a fish jumping out of the water."
"The old squad leader was pleasantly surprised, and used a needle to sew clothes, bent into a fish hook, and made a golden fish hook to fish, and the sick little soldier drank fish soup day by day, and his body gradually recovered."
"Every time the old squad leader gave the little soldiers fish soup, he would sip his mouth and pretend to have drunk it, but in fact he didn't drink a sip, every time he said to the little soldiers, there are many fish in the water, and I have just drunk enough."
"The three little soldiers all believed it, but when they all recovered, the old squad leader fell down and couldn't get up again."
Hades and the others listened quietly, and their eyes were moist inexplicably.
He Zhijun took a deep breath and continued: "Among these three little soldiers, one of them is my grandfather, even after the liberation, he has never had a hearty dinner, I asked him why? ”
"He said in a serious way, he wants us to always remember the difficulties of the Red Army!"
He Zhijun's face sank, and he said solemnly: "Withdraw all these!" Prepare bread and water for me! ”
Hades and the others came back to their senses at this time.
"Yes!"
Hades and the others quickly put away all the game, and then prepared bread and water for He Zhijun.
"Where have your heads gone?"
Hades smiled like a grandson and said vaguely, "That, that one he went to hunt game." ”
"Hunting game? Yes! I'll wait for him to come back. ”
When He Zhijun was telling stories to Hades and others, Chen Feng was also telling stories to everyone.
Everyone gathered around a pile of flames to keep warm, and they came out of the cold quagmire, and if they didn't get rid of the cold on their bodies in time, they could easily get sick.
Chen Feng said in a deep voice: "After I became the wolf's personal soldier, he liked to tell stories the most, he told such a story, that year Peng Lao led the Red Army to the Ruoergai grassland, and received the injuries and illnesses by the Requ River, when he stood on the other side of the river and looked through the binoculars, he found that more than 700 Red Army soldiers were waiting there back to back, full of joy, but when he crossed the river and ran to them, they leaned together and did not move, there was no breath on their bodies, they all starved to death. ”
"There was not a single bullet on their bodies, they forced themselves to keep it to kill the enemy, and less than 500 meters away from them was the village, and they didn't go to grab a single grain!"
"Veteran Peng invited all the villagers, and said in a choked voice, my soldiers, because I don't want to rob you of a piece of food, I starved to death!"
"The villagers looked at the skinny warriors, holding guns in their hands, closing their eyes, and breathing loudly, and the villagers all understood, at this time they all knelt on the ground, they were afraid that they were robbers, because they had guns."
"In the future, the Red Army will leave many moving stories everywhere it passes, not disturbing the people, preferring to starve to death rather than fight the autumn wind, and Lao Chiang's remarks about ** will be broken without attack."
"Four points of attention, eight disciplines to keep in mind the hearts of every soldier, after the villagers know the story of the Red Army, the local people of all nationalities, carrying grain, vegetables, eggs on the road, etc., they firmly believe that the Red Army can bring them happy days, after statistics of these poor people who can't eat themselves, just squeeze out all kinds of food from between their teeth, support at least 3 million catties of grain, more than 10,000 head of livestock, support the revolution, the great man said, this is the people's revolution!"
He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, Huang Lian, and Wei Dong were all silent, and they didn't know when their eyes were moist.
And the faces of several female soldiers of the Fire Phoenix were already covered with tears.
Ye Cunxin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a slightly choked voice: "How do I feel that the wolf head is too good to you, how did you feel when you listened to it?" ”
Chen Feng was silent for a while, and said, "I didn't feel it at the time, but now, I feel it." ”
The crowd fell silent again, eating bread one after another, for fear that a little crumb of bread would fall out, and they did not dare to waste a little food.
Everyone was fed, made the fire layer of isolation, slept, and regained their strength.
Nothing happened overnight.
The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng woke everyone up.
"Today their commander will come and make us surrender, what are you going to do?" Chen Feng shouted loudly.
Everyone shouted in unison: "Don't abandon, don't abandon, don't give up, I'd rather die in battle than surrender!" ”
At this time, Wei Dong felt that Huang Lian was trembling a little, and hurriedly reached out to touch Huang Lian's forehead, and said, "You have a fever, company commander." ”
Huang Lian said sharply: "Shut up! Lao Tzu ate a stomach full of mud, ran for two days and two nights, the fever is normal, I can hold on! ”
Chen Feng looked at Huang Lian and said, "Huang Lian, will you give up?" Next, we have to experience the most tragic march in military history, which you can't bear. ”
(End of chapter)
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