"The 109th Division came with another wing at about 2 o'clock." Rat Two reported.

"Hmm!" Meng Xiang didn't worry, even if the 109th Division came, Meng Xiang was confident that he would not retreat.

An hour later.

"It's been found out, they're the 119th Wing. They're just passing by, though. They were ready to go south. ”

"Oh? And what about the 107 Wing? ”

"They still occupied those three streets and didn't attack again. It's just a cold gun. ”

"That's the withdrawal of the squads that disturbed the railroad. Let them go! Since you want to make dumplings once, you have to have at least one or two divisions! Meng Xiang said.

He suddenly remembered something and asked Rat Er, "It's the 15th today?" ”

"Yes!" The time of the second rat is mastered in great detail.

"Prepare the car, let's go to Qingzhou!"

Sunset at night.

The newly built martyrs' cemetery in Yangtian Mountain was solemn. More than a thousand soldiers, who had just buried their comrades, were now standing in silence in the small square in front of them.

"The division commander is here!" Someone shouted, and the soldiers below didn't know that Meng Xiang had been promoted to army commander.

Meng Xiang got off the car at the foot of the mountain early, climbed the mountainside step by step, and walked into the martyr's cemetery.

The soldiers in front of the square shook for a while, and they all got out of the way of the middle road, but then stood on both sides, quieted down, and silently watched Meng Xiang walk step by step towards the monument to the martyrs.

Meng Xiang was also silent, and slowly bowed three times.

Then he looked up at the monument in front of him and was silent for a long time.

There is not a word on the front of this temporary nine-meter-high marble stele, which originally asked Meng Xiang to inscribe, but Meng Xiang's words are really ashamed to see people.

Meng Xiang said simply: "Words can't record the exploits of the martyrs, so let the wordless stone tablet leave the opportunity for future generations to read the history books!" When Meng Xiang said this at that time, he was really sad in his heart. How many people in later generations will remember the exploits of the martyrs? If you can't even keep the grave in the future, who will go to see these stone tablets?

For fear of really forgetting, the back of the stele records the deeds of this battle on the Eastern Front.

On the hillside behind the steles, nearly 3,000 urgently processed steles are neatly erected.

Since the vanguard began to suffer casualties, Meng Xiang not only sent a generous pension to the family of each fallen soldier, but also advocated a solemn funeral for the fallen soldiers. These tombstones have been prepared for a long time, and this is the first time that they have been used on a large scale.

Each tombstone is engraved with the name and deeds of the soldier lying behind the tombstone.

Meng Xiang walked slowly. The vast majority of them, Meng Xiang, who was huddled in the base, had never seen them. Among them are also the names of several familiar clone troopers. But Meng Xiang didn't stop, just walked step by step, walking in front of each tombstone.

The sun has slowly set, and you can still see the afterglow of the sky halfway up the mountainside.

Meng Xiang once again stood in front of the monument.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly gave a serious military salute to the monument. Then he turned to look at the more than 1,000 soldiers in the square, and also saluted with a military salute.

"Huh!" The soldiers below returned the salute together. All of them raised their right arms high and did not put them down for a long time.

Meng Xiang's eyes were still a little moist, but he never let the tears flow.

He looked up at the afterglow of the sky in the distance, slowly withdrew his military salute, and pulled out the pistol at his waist, the muzzle of which was pointed to the sky.

Huang Huamin, who was beside him, shouted: "Shoot to see off your comrades!" ”

More than 1,000 soldiers below also took out their pistols from their waists.

"Warn the Commander that there is a move around that endangers the Commander's personal safety, and it is recommended to stop and stop it!" Xiaohua's warning voice came.

Meng Xiang ignored it and decisively knocked the trigger towards the sky.

The muzzles of the soldiers below rang out in the sky.

"Pap, papa、......" After eight gunshots, Meng Xiang's Lugh was already empty. But the soldiers below also stopped the gunfire at the same time.

Meng Xiang slowly put away the pistol, looked at the soldiers below, and after scanning the audience, he strode down. Along the way, he didn't say a word, just kept raising his saluting right hand, kept looking at the soldiers on his right, until he walked outside to a no-man's land.

"Commander! It's all my fault! Huang Huamin's somewhat haggard face was full of remorse. In the past few days, looking at the corpses of more than 2,000 soldiers in front of him, his heart has been constantly wrenched.

"Alas! There are no immortals in war! Meng Xiang just sighed and didn't say anything.

Huang Huamin also had red eyes and didn't say anything. The two men continued walking, silent all the way.

When he was about to reach the bottom of the mountain, he saw a bit of noise ahead, and more than a dozen soldiers were surrounding it.

"What's going on?" Huang Huamin said a little annoyed.

A moment later, a guard came running up and reported, "Report sir, there's a thief caught over there!" ”

"Thief?" Meng Xiang asked.

"Report to the sir, that thief climbed into our armored car and tried to steal the machine gun from the armored car, but was caught by the soldiers!" The guard reported.

Meng Xiang was accompanied by two SDKFZ251 armored transport vehicles that had just been produced for testing. Later generations only remembered that the Germans had a kind of 251 armored car that was famous, and after looking through the catalog, he was sure that it was this. Because it was produced in 39, the cost concession was too small, and only two cars were produced for testing, and by the way, it also served as a bodyguard for Meng Xiang's travel.

The base can't produce those luxurious bulletproof cars, which makes Meng Xiang very distressed, and when he travels, he can only use an ordinary vehicle instead. The security surname was greatly reduced, and Meng Xiang was annoyed, so he decided to choose an armored car to transform it into a special vehicle. This is where the 251 armored car came out. But the 251 car is a half-track car, which directly failed Meng Xiang's plan.

The armored vehicle weighed nine tons and had an MG-34 machine gun mounted on the roof in the front and rear.

"That thief would steal this machine gun?" Meng Xiang couldn't help but laugh, "Didn't he know that there were people in the armored car?" The machine guns are all fixed, how is he going to steal them? ”

"Let's take a look." Meng Xiang said, he was eager to see how this stupid thief could have thought of stealing the machine gun from the armored car.

When Meng Xiang passed, the thief had been subdued, two soldiers had pressed his arm, and a rope had already tied him.

It may be that he has been punched and kicked by the soldier just now, and his face is bruised, and he must not move honestly.

"What's your name?" An ensign next to him asked.

"Zhang Gou'er." The thief crouched on the ground and replied honestly.

"Ask your name!" The second lieutenant walked half a step beside him.

"My big name is Zhang Ergou!" Zhang Gou'er hurriedly shouted.

"Where's the people?"

"Xujiawan's."

"You're from Xujiawan, why did you come here to steal our weapons?" The second lieutenant continued.

"You have destroyed our family's ancestral grave, and I came to you to ask for compensation!" Zhang Gou'er suddenly struggled with the rope on his body, but then squatted honestly again.

"What's going on?" Meng Xiang's heart moved, and he turned his head and asked Huang Huamin next to him.

Huang Huamin knew what was going on as soon as he heard Xu Jiawan, and hurriedly lowered his head and explained: "In the battle the day before yesterday, when the commander of the 21st Brigade, Miura Toshiji, was bombed by train, they happened to be hiding in the cemetery, and when the shells killed them, they also destroyed the graves in the local village. ”

As soon as Meng Xiang heard it, he remembered the picture he saw in the live broadcast that day, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"We have negotiated with people from the local village to help them rebuild the grave and have given them a high amount of compensation. During the war, there were many people who hid out and couldn't be contacted, maybe this is one of them, right? Huang Huamin continued to explain.

"Who else is in your family?" Meng Xiang stepped forward and asked.

"Just me and my dad!" Zhang Gou'er saw a young man walking in front of him, but there was a group of people around him, and he also knew that this was a big man. He didn't dare to be dishonest anymore.

"Your father isn't at home?" Meng Xiang asked again.

"He went to the city to drink flower wine!" Zhang Gou'er said one after another.

Of course, Meng Xiang knew what it meant to drink flower wine, and then asked with a casual smile, "What's your father's name?" ”

"Zhang Dagou!" Zhang Gou'er gritted his teeth and said.

"Ahem!"

Meng Xiang couldn't help but laugh for a while, Lao Tzu's name is Zhang Dagou, and his son's name is Zhang Ergou?

Meng Xiang felt that it was inappropriate to laugh in this solemn place, so he made a straight face and said, "Then why did you come to steal our things?" ”

"I'm here to pay for it!" Zhang Gou'er whispered.

"Then you shouldn't go over and get that thing?" Meng Xiang pointed to the machine gun on the armored car not far away.

"That thing is worth it! I know. Zhang Gou'er grinned.

"Check his details, if it is true, place his ancestral grave, compensate him two more money, and let him go!" Meng Xiang couldn't help but smile and whispered to Huang Huamin.

"Sir, sir, I am willing to follow you into the army! You can let me do anything! Zhang Gou'er suddenly realized that this was an opportunity for herself, and couldn't help but struggle and shout loudly.

"There is a registration point for joining the army nearby. If you want to join the army, just go there and sign up! Meng Xiang smiled and turned to leave.

"Go back, let's go back to Jinan!" After Meng Xiang got into the bumpy and noisy armored car, he pointed his finger to the road ahead.