Chapter 413: Who Will Command

The gunshots rang out like rain on a summer night all night, and only gradually fell when the day began to light up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the endless mountains, the Japanese army began to regain its formation, gather its troops, and organize defenses, searches, clean up the battlefield, and rescue the wounded.

The Japanese commander was particularly annoyed by the chaotic battle, he did not expect the remnants of the Chinese army to rush through the Nanxun line so quickly.

He couldn't figure out how many soldiers he had killed or wounded, because everything was disrupted in the night.

He himself was on a hill on the periphery, and seeing the dark and bright mountains in front of him, he finally gritted his teeth and chose to stay where he was.

Although he already had accurate information that most of the Chinese troops who had rushed through the Nanxun line were out of his control, he believed that there must still be many fish that had slipped through the net in this mountain range.

So he ordered his soldiers who had also been disrupted to regroup, and on the other hand, he sent troops to the south of the mountain range and laid a defensive line, so that when he was done, he could naturally search for and kill the remnants of the Chinese army who were still alive.

The Japanese commander guessed correctly, in the middle of a hillside wood, there were less than 100 Chinese soldiers gathered at this time.

Huo Xiaoshan was also among them, but he was the only one by his side.

Hanzi had a box cannon stuck in his waist, and there was a bloodstained Makqin gun barrel beside him, which he used as a sledgehammer in the dark with the Japanese army last night.

His secondary shooter was also lost, but he was really reluctant to leave the crippled Makqin behind, because he still had two bullet chains on his body.

There is no way to do this, who would dare to shout to greet partners when they are mixed with the Japanese army in the dark night?

Huo Xiaoshan Hanzi was not together last night, but separated in the melee, and then ran into these Chinese soldiers again in the hazy sky.

"You have to run out quickly, it's too late to escape, and once the devil's defense line is built, we won't be able to escape." A soldier with a northeastern accent said.

Huo Xiaoshan glanced at the soldier a little strangely, why is there still someone from the Northeast like himself in the Central Army?

There were only three troops besieged here, and it was obvious that there could not be Northeasterners in the Cantonese army.

"Yes, the big army has run away, and we're the only ones left." A Cantonese army officer answered.

"This battle is disrupted, and I don't know how many people ran out and how many died." Someone else sighed.

"That's going to be chaotic, there are us Cantonese and your Central Army, and there is not even a command." The officer of the Cantonese army said.

"The devil is cleaning the battlefield, and he can't search the mountains for a while?" One of the soldiers gasped as he had just run back from the top of the hill.

Gotta get out of here! The looming existential crisis has everyone whispering.

"It's all quiet, there are less than a hundred of us, it's not easy to fight out, I think we should choose someone to be the conductor to be able to rush out, or it's just a pile of loose sand." The Cantonese officer said.

The officer's proposal caused a whisper among everyone, and he was right, but immediately some people from the Central Army objected: "Then who should be in command?" ”

yes, who will be the conductor? It's not that people in the same unit don't trust each other.

The civil war in these years has separated the various units of China very deeply, and who dares to guarantee that the person who is in command will not let his own people escape first and let others be used as cannon fodder in the battle arrangement?

Even if they are in the same boat now, what is the level of the person in command? It won't be a general who is incompetent and tired to death.

"I think so, all the officers in our people now stand up and say who fights more battles and kills more devils, and we will listen to whomever they want. Now it's all this time, don't hide it if you fight well, and don't be stubborn if you don't fight well, so as not to harm others and yourself. Another officer of the Central Army said.

His words were also to the point, and the people present were all veterans, so they naturally understood the difference between an organized breakout and a scattered battle, so everyone acquiesced to his proposal.

"Well, all the officers come to me, and everyone will talk about themselves." The officer said.

This officer is a major and should be a battalion commander.

After a while, seven people gathered together, and Huo Xiaoshan also bowed down to join them, after all, he was also a company commander wearing an officer's uniform now.

"Now we are in a very dangerous situation, all soldiers have to go straight, let me say first, I am the battalion commander, I fought the defense of Nanjing, and then this time I defended Lushan, and there are more than a dozen devils who died under my hands." The battalion commander said directly.

Another officer of the Central Army, a deputy company commander, who naturally belonged to the same regiment as this battalion commander, said: "The battles I have fought are the same as those of Battalion Commander Lu, so I will follow Battalion Commander Lu. ”

The four Cantonese army officers were also headed by the officer who spoke at the beginning, his name was Yu Chengmou, and he was also a battalion commander.

The four of them are naturally from the same army, so the experience of fighting devils is the same, and they have fought the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Xuzhou.

The six of them had already finished speaking, and naturally their eyes were focused on Huo Xiaoshan.

After a night of bloody battles, Huo Xiaoshan's body had obviously more blood stains than others, and behind him was the Yanling knife that was much narrower than usual, and the box cannon with a wooden handle was carried on his body.

Huo Xiaoshan calmly glanced at the officers in front of him and said: "I fought in the Battle of Nanjing, and later fought in the Huaihe Victory and the Battle of Taierzhuang, and I must have killed more devils than you, and now I am the company commander." ”

"Which unit of the Central Army are you, how can you fight so many battles?" The battalion commander of the Central Army asked curiously.

The reason why he was strange was because everyone knew that the Battle of Nanjing, the Battle of Songsong, and so on mentioned by them were all the names of the general battles or major battles, and there were many small battles.

"I was first in the 74th Army, and now I am also in the Central Army combat series, as for which unit it is, I don't explain. I don't have time to be polite to everyone, and although I'm only a company commander, I want to be in command. Huo Xiaoshan said calmly.

But his words caused an uproar among the people, does a company commander want to command the battalion commander?

"I believe in your blood, and I believe what you say, but this is not enough, you still need to come up with some strong evidence." Battalion Commander Lu of the Central Army said.

Huo Xiaoshan didn't look at other people's faces, and he didn't have time to be polite to everyone, so he said, "Okay." To tell the truth, I'm leaving, I can rush out of this encirclement of devils at any time, and the reason why I don't leave now is because I want to take everyone out together, of course, I can't guarantee that they will all be taken out, but I always bring out one more one. ”

After saying this, he untied a thin leather belt that was tied diagonally around his body, and then he took off the things on his back, and in addition to the Yanling knife with a sheath on his back, he also had a set of clothes.

Everyone looked at him very strangely, what kind of evidence was he going to take, but the color of his suit was the uniform of the Japanese army.

Huo Xiaoshan reached out and flipped over the shoulder of his clothes, and sure enough, there was the military badge of the Japanese army on it. Then Huo Xiaoshan said a few words, he spoke Japanese.

"Do you understand? I have this military uniform of a devil, I can also speak Japanese, and if I want to get out of here, I can go out last night, and I don't have to wait until now. ”