Chapter 17 National Disaster at the Head

On the second day of Huang Changsheng's confinement, Liao Fan went to see him with wine.

"Brother Fan, are you here?" Huang Changsheng stood inside the door, Liao Fan stood outside the door, it was Liao Fan who ordered the door not to be closed, and there were no soldiers guarding it.

Liao Fan entered the house and set up the wine and food: "Why have you known each other for so long, and you haven't drunk wine together, I'll fill it up for you today, and the two of us brothers will chat happily for a while." ”

"Brother Fan, I know I'm wrong." Huang Changsheng stood beside Liao Fan.

"Come on, come on, sit down first, sit down and talk." Liao Fan pulled Huang Changsheng to sit down, "Changsheng, today the two of us brothers only drink and don't talk about work." ”

"Brother Fan, Brother Liao talked to me about ......"

"Changsheng, if you figure it out, just remember it yourself, don't say it. Return to headquarters early tomorrow morning. ”

"Brother Fan, but I've been locked up for less than five days." Huang Changsheng asked.

"The important thing is not to be confined, but to let you think through the problem, if you don't understand, it will be useless to lock you up for the rest of your life, don't be hypocritical, there are still a lot of things to deal with in the headquarters." Liao Fan handed the wine to Huang Changsheng.

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Huang Changsheng led his troops out to sneak attack a few times, Liao Fan intended to exercise Huang Changsheng's ability, Liao Fan's team grew little by little, and there were more than 1,000 people following him, and the equipment became more and more sophisticated, and even formed a mortar company. Time is also getting more and more urgent, in order to prevent being surrounded by small Japan, the front-line troops began to retreat on their own without receiving orders, and there were routs everywhere, crowded into the road, bombarded by planes and artillery, and the little devils drove straight in.

"Report to the regiment commander, the front-line troops are beginning to disperse, and the little devils are about to surround us." A soldier ran over panting, and Liao Fan had already heard the sound of artillery in the distance.

"Got it, Liu Chundao, you lead a company of soldiers, responsible for protecting Dr. John, and follow Changsheng to act together, Changsheng gathers all the troops, divides the ammunition and materials, and the mortar company acts with you." Liao Fan gave an order and arranged the task, "You take the troops, break through to the north, take this route, and arrive at Taihang Mountain in Shanxi, remember to go out day and night, and when you encounter a large army of devils, you can bypass it, and you must not expose your whereabouts." Liao Fan opened the map and pointed to a red-marked route, which was the result of his work for more than two months.

"Brother Fan, I'll take the troops away, what should you do with Brother Liao?" Huang Changsheng didn't expect Liao Fan to leave all the troops to him.

"I have another way, remember that these troops are all trained by us, and they are the seeds of our future development, and there must be no mistakes." Liao Fan repeatedly told him that success or failure was all about this.

"Brother Fan, when we arrive at Taihang Mountain, how can we get in touch with each other." Huang Changsheng asked.

"After you arrive, send two people to the teahouse in Pingding County, where we will connect. Still have questions? If it's okay, Changsheng, you can recount the task. ”

Huang Changsheng repeated his task.

"Okay, that's it, go and prepare immediately, and strive to highlight the encirclement of the devil tonight." Liao Fan said.

Huang Changsheng looked at Liao Fan, saluted seriously, and Liao Fan returned the salute.

"Brother, our task is relatively heavy, to entangle the devils and gain time for the retreat of the troops, now more than 200,000 troops are crowded on the retreating road, lacking unified command, in case they are caught up by the little devils, it is a massacre, not a war." Liao Fan looked at Liao Jundong.

"Fanzi, what do you say, brother, we can't separate." Liao Jundong realized from Liao Fan's eyes that things were not as simple as he imagined, but he also saw Liao Fan's firmness.

When Liao Fan and Liao Jundong arrived at the highway, more than 100,000 people were crowded on one highway, and the crowd couldn't describe how many people there were. There is the Central Army, the Sichuan Army, the Guangdong Army, and the Northwest Army. There are abandoned trucks everywhere, there are constantly harassment from devil planes in the sky, many soldiers are strafed by machine guns on the little devil planes, every time the plane dives down, there are pieces of soldiers falling, Liao Fan looked at the situation in front of him, things are not as simple as he thought, there is no way to start. This is not a retreat at all, this is simply a rout.

When Liao Fan saw a Sichuan soldier falling, he suddenly thought of something, climbed on the roof of a big truck, and shouted with all his strength: "The national disaster is at the head, the Japanese are hideous, the country rises and falls, the husband has a share, I want to serve, I am over the age, fortunately I have a son, consciously ask for a flag, always carry it, wipe the blood when injured, wrap yourself after death, move forward bravely, don't forget your duty!" A Japanese fighter roared over Liao Fan's head, and several soldiers who were close to Liao Fan were hit and fell in a pool of blood.

Liao Fan ignored the bullets flying sideways around him, only screamed with all his might, the fleeing soldiers on the highway were stunned by Liao Fan, more than a dozen Sichuan soldiers involuntarily stood by Liao Fan's side, protecting Liao Fan, were pushed away by Liao Fan, fortunately, the little devil's plane whistled past several times, but did not hurt Liao Fan, if he was hit, Liao Fan would definitely be torn in half by the machine gun bullet. There were more and more soldiers gathered around Liao Fan, and the soldiers on the highway couldn't help but cast different glances at Liao Fan.

The phrase "when the national disaster is at the head, the Japanese invaders are hideous......" spread to the ears of every soldier who passed by Liao Fan's side, some soldiers were shocked, some were attracted by Liao Fan, and some forgot to flee for their lives.

There were more and more soldiers, almost more than 5,000 people gathered, Liao Fan took a look, it was enough: "Compatriots, soldiers, brothers, the little devil has bullied us, we can't watch our compatriots being ravaged by them, we retreat blindly like this, we can only be slaughtered by the little devil like a sheep unscrupulously, the little devil is now ten miles away, holding the butcher knife in his hand, ready to slaughter us at any time." When the national disaster is at hand, it is when our Chinese athletes defend their families and defend the country and make meritorious contributions, are we willing to be the meat under the knife of the little devils and let them slaughter at will? ”

"Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling." The shouts of 5,000 soldiers shook the heavens and the earth.

"I, Liao Fan, am willing to block the attack of the little devil and buy time for everyone to retreat, if anyone is willing to follow, pick up the gun in your hand and fight back with me."

A battalion commander of the Sichuan army squeezed to the front and said to Liao Fan: "Sir, I am willing to lead my subordinates to follow you." ”

"Okay, what's your name?" Liao Fan asked.

"My name is Zhao Dahai."

"Okay, Battalion Commander Zhao, I now order you to lead the troops to collect as much weapons and ammunition as possible from the rout, and we will fight back." Liao Fan commanded.

In this way, Liao Fan formed a strong army of more than 5,000 people, a reinforced regiment, and after careful calculation, he left more than 1,000 people as a reserve. Along the way, he continued to collect the weapons of the defeated soldiers, and Liao Fan re-formed an artillery company. Although this force is made up of armies of various forces, it is definitely well equipped and has plenty of ammunition. Liao Fan thinks that the best thing is morale, these soldiers know that they are dead, but they also want to follow Liao Fan to block the attack of the Japanese army, it can be seen that they have already forgotten life and death, as long as they block an attack by the little devil and gain a firm foothold, their morale will definitely not decline. Liao Fan found that there were more than 500 soldiers from the teaching brigade in his army, all of whom were German-style equipment, which was the elite of the national army.