Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Gunshot Rang Out
"Let's say goodbye without saying goodbye, will Chief of Staff Huang lose his temper?" Wang Hua asked Zheng Guotai.
"Yes!" Director Zheng replied solemnly, "Look at the time, Chief of Staff Huang must be furious. Alas, poor hostess, may suffer a lot. Chief of Staff Huang is really good to us, he is in charge of wine and meat, and he arranged accommodation for the night, but we didn't come back all night, and I was really sorry to say it. ”
Zheng Guotai put on a bitter gourd face, which caused everyone to laugh, and Zheng Guotai also laughed.
After coming out of the guest house, Wang Hua went to the reception to call his soldiers, and the excuse he used was to go out for a stroll, although the people at the reception were suspicious, but their carriage was still in the courtyard of the reception office, so they didn't care too much. The group walked out of the town and traveled all the way, and by the time dawn they had reached a few dozen miles away from Black Dragon Town.
The sky was also bright, in order not to attract attention on the road, Zheng Guotai asked his team to change into casual clothes again, and everyone no longer lined up to go, a group, two groups, more than 30 people divided into more than a dozen groups, the people in front and behind were more than 100 meters apart, so scattered on the road at the speed of walking.
Until noon, they didn't meet anyone from other troops, Zheng Guotai and Wang Hua relaxed their vigilance, and they were not in a hurry to hurry, they walked slowly, enjoying the scenery along the way, and slowly moving forward. Although the scenery on the roadside is not so beautiful now, it is also a rare enjoyment to walk freely on the road.
"It's a pity that our two machine guns were given to the 69th Army in vain!" Wang Hua now remembered the two machine guns hidden in the cart and gritted his teeth in distress, they were two new guns, which were brought out by Director Zheng from the arsenal, and they were given to others without being used once!
"Don't feel distressed, with those two machine guns, can the people at the reception let the brothers out?" Zheng Guotai looked at Wang Hua and smiled, "The machine gun is mine, I'm not distressed yet, what are you distressed about?" The two brand-new light machine guns should be regarded as compensation to Chief of Staff Huang. Fortunately, the brothers are clever and know that they have brought out the box of grenades, so we don't have too much to lose. ”
The soldiers in Wang Hua's platoon have been waiting at the reception, and dinner is also eaten at the reception, and the soldiers hid the grenades on their bodies early.
Come to think of it, two machine guns replaced more than 30 people and left the tiger's den safely, this deal is actually quite cost-effective! After thinking about the gains and losses of cause and effect, Wang Hua stopped mentioning the two machine guns. I didn't say anything all the way, and I went to noon and ate some dry food on the side of the road to continue my journey. By the time the sun sets in the west, you can already see the outline of the peak, and Mount Tongbai is close in front of you.
Wangshan ran a dead horse. Seeing the mountain, it doesn't mean that you can go up the mountain immediately, and it doesn't mean that you will be able to return to Tongbai's station soon, and the excitement of going home is written on everyone's face. This trip to go out on a mission, there is no danger, it is safe, not even a single injured person, and I also mixed a meal of wine and meat to eat, and I can make meritorious contributions when I come back, this kind of good thing can be said to be rare once in a hundred years!
"Director Zheng, if there is such a task in the future, you will still call me, and the brothers are willing to follow you on the mission." Wang Hua's face was full of excitement.
"That's right, Director Zheng, if you have a task in the future, you can think of our brothers!" Seeing the platoon commander say this, the soldiers echoed one after another.
"Good! Let's just say it, in the future, as long as the General Affairs Office has a task, I will call Wang Hua and the brothers, and we will be considered a friendly unit! What's good for me here, think about your platoon first! Zheng Guotai happily agreed.
He, the chief of the General Affairs Division, is facing troops at the division level and brigade level, so how can an infantry platoon be qualified to directly face the dignified major general and the chief of the General Affairs Division? Wang Hua knew it in his heart, but Director Zheng's words made people feel comfortable listening to it!
"Smack!" A gunshot rang out from afar, and everyone suddenly changed color! Where to shoot? Zheng Guotai was better, but he looked around suspiciously, Wang Hua and his soldiers had already copied the gun into their hands! The soldiers of these combat units are the most sensitive to the sound of gunfire, and as soon as the guns go out, they instinctively prepare for battle!
"The gunshots are coming from over there!" Wang Hua was the heroic platoon commander of the front-line troops, and after a little observation, he immediately pointed in one direction, there was a village on that side, and it was obvious that the gunshots were coming from the village over there.
"Could it be that someone has a cannon fight for a red and white celebration?" Zheng Guotai frowned and asked, in fact, he was already convinced in his heart! After a lifetime of service, can you not even distinguish the sound of gunfire and the sound of artillery?
"It's gunshots!" Wang Hua nodded affirmatively, "It's strange why this shot just rang out?" "After the gunshots rang out for a while, there was no movement, which is really incomprehensible to think about.
"Sounds like a fire." A fighter casually uttered a possibility.
"Gone off?" Zheng Guotai repeated, and then his face changed greatly! "Not good! Wang Hua, let's go, follow me over and have a look! Come together, brethren, and get ready to fight! If you go crazy, you might be a devil! When the devil enters the village, the common people will suffer! Walk! Zheng Guotai took out his pistol and ran to the place where the gun sounded, and Wang Hua led the soldiers to follow.
It's not a matter of Zheng Guotai, this is what he has to do. During the Anti-Japanese War, no matter whether it was the central army or the local warlords, as long as it was the Chinese army, they had the obligation to protect the people, even if they were doing evil in the local area and in the fish and meat villages, as long as they encountered the devil bullying the people, every Chinese soldier with a gun would inevitably rush up to fight for the people, there was not much reason, because this is the meaning of the existence of the soldiers themselves.
The closer he ran, the louder he heard, the sound of adults screaming and children crying could already be heard in his ears, and Zheng Guotai's eyes suddenly turned red! He remembered the unbearable past a few years ago! Zheng Guotai usually does things tactfully, but there is one point, as long as it is a pair of Japanese, as soon as he fights with the devil, Director Zheng never shrinks back, he and the devil have a hatred of killing his wife, and he does not share the hatred of the sky! Today, it is possible to meet devils and scourge the people, and Director Zheng was impulsive at that time.
The place where they heard the gunshots was not far from the village, and it was two or three miles away, and Zheng Guotai ran away with his life open, and before he could reach the place, he gasped for breath. More than 1,000 meters, running down at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, where can ordinary people stand it? After running for more than half of the time, Zheng Guotai couldn't run, he really couldn't run, bent over and panting heavily, his face pale.
"Director Zheng, how are you? Or you will rest here for a while, and I will take the brothers with me. "Wang Hua is fine, the young man is behind Zheng Guotai, just like no one.