Soldiers had already rushed up to unload the equipment that the deserters were carrying, and some had ropes ready to tie their hands one by one. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Lang waved his hand and told them all to retreat, and he stood behind the deserters, facing thousands of soldiers who stood straight, with a gloomy face.

The col was filled with more than a thousand soldiers, but there was no sound at all, and the atmosphere was solemn and almost suffocating.

Liu Lang rarely had a cold face, which made the soldiers' faces tense.

No one knows what kind of military law Liu Lang will impose on the deserters.

Seventeen people, in that blazing winter, were still comrades-in-arms who fought side by side, they won the final victory together, and they were luckier than many brothers to live to the end of the war. But now, they have to watch their comrades use death to make up for their mistakes.

No one dared to persuade Liu Lang, even Chi Dakui, who was extremely sorry for the seventeen deserters, just frowned and didn't say a word. It's not that he doesn't dare, but Chi Dakui knows very well that the Independent Regiment is a new army, and it is the first time for the new army to deal with soldiers who have violated military law and discipline so seriously, and if it cannot be effectively implemented this time, this new army may quickly erode away. He could not risk the destruction of an army to save seventeen men, who were destined to become sacrifices to the strict military law and discipline of the Independent Regiment.

Perhaps everyone knew this very well, even the seventeen deserters themselves, who almost lost their focus in their dead pupils, and could only stand alone in front of more than 1,200 former comrades-in-arms waiting for the Supreme Commander's sentence to be pronounced on them.

"I have always thought that I chose the elite of the 3 million national army, not because they are strong enough to run 150 miles in one night, nor because they can shoot the enemy with a single shot from 200 meters away. Rather, they are still alive and well after the battle with the Japanese invaders with aircraft and artillery, and they are qualified to stand with me on the battlefield against the Japanese invaders again, and once again use the guns in their hands to tell the Japanese invaders who have lost our hearts and hearts that we will continue to fight until we die. Liu Lang's slightly hoarse metallic voice, which had been silent, finally came.

"But I'm disappointed, I'm really disappointed. Those soldiers who once dared to use their chests to block the bayonets of the Japanese invaders on the battlefield for their brothers turned out to be cowards, just because they had to drive 80 miles of mountain roads a day, and they were shamefully deserters just because they were afraid of sweating a little more. What made you change? Is it because the little devil has retreated? But we still lost Shanghai, what we lost. Decades from now, it will be recorded in the history books that it was our stupid people who thought they had won the battle and lost the most developed city in our country: it's us, you, and me. Liu Lang's emotions were like a volcanic eruption, completely rampant.

Still seven or eight meters away, Zhao Ergou could almost feel the chief's spitting stars, Zhao Ergou was silent, and he didn't even dare to make a sound. This was an anger that the chief had never felt before, and the last time he was furious, more than a hundred devils had lost their lives.

Seventeen deserters' heads hung lower, and some began to sob.

"Liang Wenzhong, out of the ranks." Liu Lang suddenly roared.

"Here." Liang Wenzhong's face was cold, and he stood out solemnly.

"According to the military regulations of the Revolutionary Army of the Republic of China, deserters, what kind of military law should be followed."

"According to the provisions of the 19th year of the Republic of China, those who leave the unit without order during the period of garrison shall be handed over to the military justice department at the division level for sentence; In wartime, those who leave the unit without order have the right to execute the commander at the battalion and regimental level. Liang Wenzhong replied quickly, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and added: "During the period when the troops are moving, they will see the wartime." ”

This sentence completely pronounced the death sentence of the deserters.

"Sir, it's not that we're afraid of being tired, it's because you're acting unfairly, and we want to go back to the old troops." A soldier on the verge of collapse cried.

"So, you left the ocean I sent to you, so you think you can owe me Liu Lang?" Liu Lang's tone was as calm as water, calm and a little frightening.

"However, you are not only my Liu Lang's soldiers, but also the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, or the Chinese soldiers, and no one can fail to abide by military law." Liu Lang's voice suddenly raised an octave.

The soldier no longer defended, but could only weep silently.

"Sir, it's all my Zhou Shiyu's fault, it has nothing to do with the brothers, they all obeyed my orders and followed me, if they want to kill, kill me, please let the brothers go, give them a chance to make meritorious contributions." Zhou Shiyu suddenly raised his head and stared directly at Liu Lang, pleading.

Zhou Shiyu no longer has any other extravagant hopes for his upcoming fate, and the biggest wish in his heart at the moment is to hope that the fat chief can spare the lives of the brothers, although this seems to be almost an extravagant hope.

"Chief Zhou, if you don't carry me out of the pile of dead people, my old Zhao would have died a long time ago, and it wouldn't be a big deal to die again."

"Sir, I want to go to the old army to discuss with our big guys, what is the crime, our brothers have to bear it together."

As soon as Zhou Shiyu said this, the deserters blew up the pot first, and you excused Zhou Shiyu with a word.

"Zhou Shiyu, do you think that I am unfair because you have not recruited enough people and demoted you to use, right?" Liu Lang did not directly answer the ensign's plea, but asked another topic.

"Yes, we are a combat unit, we should focus on operational command, and if we make a mistake in employing people, we will kill more brothers, and I don't want my brothers to accompany you to die in vain." Zhou Shiyu was obviously out of the way at this time, and replied loudly.

"Haha, that's a good point, there is a not very reliable commander, of course he wants to slip away as a subordinate, it's not strange to have this idea." Liu Lang suddenly laughed out loud, and then changed his words and said: "However, if you could have such a responsibility before, believe it or not, there will not be only these sixteen brothers now. ”

Zhou Shiyu thought about it carefully, and his face changed greatly.

Liu Lang's words are not difficult to understand, being responsible is an ability, and more sergeants can be summoned, but if others can gather popularity, it must be by deception? I can't say, that kind of deception is also an ability when used on the battlefield!

His own insistence turned out to be wrong.

And the price of this mistake was that he took his sixteen brothers to the point of no return.

"Sir, kill me!" Zhou Shiyu, who was completely disheartened, knelt straight in front of Liu Lang.

"Okay, it's a man, you go with peace of mind, for your sake, I will leave the lives of your sixteen brothers." Liu Lang nodded, reached out and pulled out the shell gun from his waist, rubbed it on his body, clicked, and opened the insurance.

The whole army was silent, and many people chose to close their eyes, unable to bear to see this tragic scene.

The thoughts of ordinary soldiers are very simple, although Zhou Shiyu is the main messenger of deserters, his crime is unforgivable, but he is definitely a good commander who thinks about his brothers.

Liu Lang held the shell gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Zhou Shiyu closed his eyes.