Chapter Twenty-Three: A Chance Encounter
One team made the choice, and the next team made the choice. More than 2,000 people tossed for more than half an hour before stopping. There are more than 1,000 people who are willing to follow Liao Fan, more than 600 people who are willing to follow Zhao Dahai back, and the rest of them have handed over their guns and want to go home.
"Brothers, those who are willing to go with me, I am very happy, those who do not want to follow me, I respect your choice, no matter where we are in the future, as long as you fight little devils and don't be traitors, I Liao Fan and you will always be brothers, now everyone go back and prepare their own things, disband." Liao Fan shouted loudly.
Zhao Dahai was about to pack up his things, but Liao Fan pulled him aside, and watched everyone leave, before Liao Fan spoke: "Brother Zhao, if you rush to Nanjing, there will definitely be a high-level commander to meet you, and you must bring what I said next to your commander." ”
"The chief has made it clear that I will definitely bring it."
"The task of guarding Nanjing cannot be handed over to Tang Shengzhi, if the situation suddenly changes, the 600,000 residents of Nanjing must be evacuated, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." Liao Fan gently told Zhao Dahai these words.
Zhao Dahai wanted to ask the reason, but Liao Fan patted him on the shoulder and signaled him not to ask why, just bring the original words. Zhao Dahai glanced at Liao Fan's back with a little meaning, and he didn't know why, he suddenly felt that he had a great responsibility.
"What did you just say to Camp Commander Zhao?" Liao Jundong saw Liao Fan pull Zhao Dahai aside and said something.
Liao Fan smiled: "It's nothing, just let him bring a few words to those generals in Nanjing." ”
"Oh," Liao Fan didn't say much, Liao Jundong knew that he shouldn't ask more, "I thought you were going to persuade him to stay?" ”
"Brother, he is indeed a good material for war, but his heart is not with us, he has gone to a regular military school, and loyalty to the leader has long been ingrained in his subconscious. When we say that we will take the troops away, his first reaction should not be to touch the gun. If there is fate in the future, we will meet him again. Liao Fan explained.
"What do we do next? Is it with the immortals? ”
"Yes, we are going to set off tonight, order the troops to bring everything, I will take the brothers of the German Mechanic to open the way, brother, you lead a large army to follow up, the troops will remain in a fighting state at any time, and you must not relax your vigilance before you meet with Changsheng." Liao Fan said to Liao Jundong.
"Okay, I see, I'll go arrange the troops now." Liao Jundong turned to leave.
Liao Fan looked at the lake, remembering the battle he had participated in here, in just three months, it seemed like a lifetime, he didn't know if he really changed all this with his ability, but at least in this battle, he saved many people, although he didn't know how many.
In the evening of the same day, Liao Fan separated from Zhao Dahai with his troops, and two teams, one went south and the other went north. Along the way, Liao Fan did not take the main road, although this road was not all enemy war zones, but Liao Fan did not want the Kuomintang troops to discover their whereabouts.
A few days later, Liao Fan led his troops to the south bank of the Yellow River.
"Brother, order the troops to rest in place, you lead a platoon of soldiers along the river to find boats, we will cross the river at night, I will take a few people to reconnoiter around and take a look at the surrounding terrain." Liao Fan knew that crossing the river during the day was the most dangerous, and there would be a reconnaissance plane of little devils in the sky at any time, and crossing the Yellow River was equivalent to reaching the enemy's war zone.
That night, Liao Fan led his troops across the Yellow River and hurried in the direction of Taihang Mountain.
"Sir, there's a little devil's turret ahead." A scout ran back to report.
"Tell the troops behind to stop advancing," Liao Fan said to one of the soldiers beside him, "you lead the way, and we'll go and see the situation." ”
The soldiers took Liao Fan behind a large rock, and Liao Fan saw a searchlight on the turret not far away.
"You two go over there to reconnoitre, wait, stop if there is a situation, first hide it." Liao Fan saw something move in the trench under the turret.
"Sir, what's the situation?" A scout asked.
"Someone wants to cross the blockade line, you go and call the commander of the artillery company." Liao Fan saw through the telescope that something was moving in the trench.
"What about the sir?" The company commander of this artillery company was newly appointed by Liao Fan.
"If the little devil's turret fires, I will only give you three shells, and the turret must be blown up, otherwise you will not be the commander of this artillery company, do you hear?" Liao Fan said.
"Sir, just take a look."
The searchlight on the little devil's turret kept shining on the surrounding rocks, and the searchlight suddenly shone on the people under the trench. The Type 92 heavy machine gun of the "Dada" little devil kept strafing. As soon as Liao Fan heard the gunshot, he raised his hand and "banged" the searchlight of the little devil.
"Open fire." Liao Fan ordered.
With a "boom", the little devil's heavy machine gun turned dumb.
"Brother down there, retreat this way."
Several black shadows got up from the bottom of the trench and ran towards Liao Fan with a person.
"One more shot."
"Boom" The little devil's turret was blown up in half.
A few finally ran to Liao Fan's side.
"Are any of you hurt? Go and call the medic and bandage him. Liao Fan saw two people supporting an injured man.
"Chief, are you alright?" One asked.
"I'm fine, I haven't asked who my friend is to come to the rescue, I'm so grateful." Said the injured man.
"Don't thank me, I also happened to pass by, and I just beat the little devils, they are all Chinese, there is nothing to thank for." Liao Fan said, "This is not the place to talk, you come with me." ”
After a medical soldier bandaged the chief, Liao Fan led them to the place where the troops were hiding. The injured chief felt a little strange to see so many people hidden in such a small place.
"Brother, where are so many of you going?" The wounded chief asked.
"Of course I'm going to fight devils, I don't know where a few of you came from in the middle of the night, and where are you going?" Liao Fan knew that they were from Yan'an, and he could guess who they were by looking at their appearance and momentum, but Liao Fan didn't pick and choose.
"Haha, it seems that we are like-minded people, and we are also going to fight devils." Said the wounded chief.
"We are like-minded, but we don't agree, you go south, we go north." Liao Fan hoped that he could understand what he meant.
"It seems that this brother has a lot of ambitions, and he still has things to do in the future, so I won't bother you, I just hope that we will not meet on the battlefield in the future, and the grace of saving lives will be repaid in the future." After speaking, the injured chief and Liao Fan said goodbye.
"Before leaving, I will give you a word, southern Anhui is a good place, although the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but the more beautiful the mountains and rivers are often hidden killing machines, if one day you have to go, you must see whether the road under your feet is blocked by stones." Liao Fan didn't want to say more, when it came to this place, it was estimated that the person in front of him had already understood.
The wounded chief, pondering for a while: "Thank you, brother, farewell." ”
Liao Fan didn't want to withdraw too much from Yan'an, but it was good to be able to make them owe a favor, and if there was trouble in the future, he could at least ask them for help.
"Fanzi, who was it just now? Why should you help them? Liao Jundong asked.