In an open space in Deng Zhuangzi Village, a large number of people gathered at this time, among them many wounded, some lying on stretchers, some leaning against the corner.

There was some confusion at the scene, and it was faintly audible that people were arguing about something, and the wounded were originally hidden in the cellars and anti-artillery fortifications, and now that the troops were about to break through and move, they were all carried out.

"The head of the regiment is here!" I don't know who shouted.

The scene immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes were on Zhang Zhicheng, except for those who were injured and unconscious.

Zhang Zhicheng had a gloomy face, strode over, came to the crowd, stopped, glanced at the wounded around him, frowned and asked, "What are you all talking about here?" Don't you know that the troops are about to break through? There's still some time to do here! ”

One of the soldiers hurriedly said: "Commander, these wounded refused to leave, and said that they would stay behind and break the back for the brothers. ”

"Nonsense!" Zhang Zhicheng frowned and shouted: "All of them are injured like this, how can they be broken?" ”

"Commander, you came just in time, we were about to tell you, we are all injured and can't leave. You can break through with the whole group, leave us alone, we will stay and break the rear of the large army. ”

"That's right! If we stay behind the troops, you will be a burden with us, and no one will be able to leave at that time. ”

Several of the wounded began to talk one after another.

"Shut up Lao Tzu!" Zhang Zhicheng loudly stopped the noise of the wounded, stretched out his hand and pointed at the wounded and said: "Look at your current appearance for yourself, how to cut off the troops, you will die in vain if you stay." Our 11th regiment has never left any brothers, and I, Zhang Zhicheng, will not leave any brothers, if you still have me as the regiment commander in your eyes, you will shut up Lao Tzu and break through with the troops later. ”

"Regiment Commander, as I am now, even if I break out, I may not be able to survive, it is better to stay and break the queen, Regiment Commander, you give me a grenade, maybe I can pull a little devil as a back, even if I die, it will be worth it." One of the wounded soldiers said with a resolute expression.

Zhang Zhicheng turned around and glanced at the wounded, and saw that his body was covered with bandages, and there were injuries on his legs, body, arms, and head.

At that time, the level of medical care was limited, and the number of wounded who died of serious injuries was definitely no less than that of those who died directly on the battlefield.

At this time, another wounded soldier also spoke: "Regiment commander, my legs have been blown up, even if I can survive, I will be a waste in the future, let me stay, I don't want to drag everyone down." ”

When Zhang Zhicheng heard this, he turned around and glanced at the wounded soldier, only to see that one of his calves was directly blown up, and the other leg was also wrapped with bandages, with a thick layer of blood scabs on it, and there was still blood seeping out in some places, as he himself said, even if he could survive, he would be considered crippled in this life, even if it was another leg, it was still unknown whether it could be saved.

Looking at these wounded, these respectable and lovely comrades-in-arms, Zhang Zhicheng's eyes moistened a little, and Zhang Zhicheng endured the grief in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, he said loudly: "Even if you are really crippled, the army and the people will support you for a lifetime." ”

The soldier hurriedly said: "Regiment leader, my whole family was killed by the little devils, I am only alive, just to kill the devils to avenge, and now I have become crippled, how can I kill the devils in the future, in this case, it is better to stay and fight with the little devils, so as not to drag everyone down again." If before he dies, he can still pull a little devil on his back, and Lao Tzu will be able to look at it when he reaches Jiuquan. ”

Zhang Zhicheng said word by word: "I said that our Eighth Route Army will not leave any of our comrades-in-arms!" ”

"Not before!"

"Not today!"

"Not in the future!"

Zhang Zhicheng took a deep breath, and then said: "Time is pressing, I don't have the time to persuade you one by one, now I order you, break through with the troops, and follow the troops as much as you can, if you can't go, I will let people carry you on your back, carry you, in short, no matter what, we have to leave here together." ”

"Commander, don't force us anymore, we don't want to trouble everyone, you guys hurry up! Leave us alone. The wounded soldiers said one after another.

"Shut up! Execute the order! Zhang Zhicheng said undoubtedly.

At this time, a wounded man who looked like an officer suddenly said: "You are the regiment commander, you should focus on the overall situation, you also see that now we people can't walk at all, of course you can let the comrades carry us away, but each of us needs two people to carry us, we have seventy or eighty people here, we need more than 100 people to carry, if you insist on taking us away, you will have to involve more than 100 comrades, there are so many people left in our 11th regiment, when the time comes, none of us can leave, let's leave some seeds for our 11th regiment!" Even if I beg you, Captain! ”

"I said, it's an order! Soldiers have obeyed orders as their vocation! Do you want to disobey? Zhang Zhicheng roared loudly.

At this moment, the wounded officer-like man suddenly pulled out a box cannon and aimed it at his head.

The wounded man smiled and said, "Commander, we can listen to you about other things, but definitely not today." If you take us with you, no one will be able to leave. ”

"Forget about the soldiers of our 11th regiment, do you still want to take over our martial arts team?"

"There is still one bullet in the gun, which I kept for myself, if the regiment commander forces me again, I can only die in front of you now! Even if it's battlefield disobedience, I admit it! Commander, don't force me. ”

"You ......" Zhang Zhicheng was speechless for a while.

At this time, the other wounded also spoke: "Yes! Even if it is disobedience on the battlefield, we will never leave, so don't force us, commander! ”

"Commander, if you force me again, I will die in front of you."

"Let's stay! Then do your last bit for your comrades. ”

The wounded pleaded bitterly.

Two lines of tears rolled down his face, Zhang Zhicheng didn't know the current situation, but if he wanted to abandon his comrades-in-arms, he couldn't do it.

"Puff~!" With a bang, a stream of blood shot out, and a severed bayonet suddenly stabbed into the chest of a wounded man lying on a stretcher, and the hand holding the bayonet was the wounded's right hand.

(End of chapter)