Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

"Old Wu, be careful to go back and let the leader hear this, and he will beat you again!"

Old Wu was frightened by Han Feng's words, he slapped a haha, and quickly spared the words.

The joking words of the soldiers made the atmosphere of the independent company relaxed for a while. After the war, everyone intentionally or unintentionally avoided heavy topics and sought the joy and joy after victory.

Han Feng said with a smile: "Old Wu, the war is over and you haven't slept all night. I'm afraid the comrades are all exhausted. You arrange the comrades in the cooking class to prepare more meat. Everyone is full and eats a lot." Have a good time, and then go to rest and recover your strength.

Well, the meeting is over!Old Wu still has three platoon leaders to stay. "

The soldiers left with laughter, and after returning to the camp to rest, only Han Feng was left on the scene. Han Feng's face finally changed from a smile to a calm one.

"Comrades are gone, let's hold another serious meeting!"

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234 Brilliant Countermeasures

"Company commander, we just won a big victory this time, is there any serious problem?" Hu Chengwen, a platoon leader, was very puzzled by Han Feng's suddenly serious words.

Han Feng said: "This victory, we also paid a big price. More than 100 soldiers died because of it. Most of them are recruits. Old Wu, the follow-up burial of the comrades who died and the notification of family members have to be troublesome. You have come to do it, and you must explain clearly to the fellow villagers that although our Eighth Route Army is poor, we should raise more money, if it is not enough, go to the traitors and devils in the city to rob, and we must settle down the families of the sacrificed comrades."

"Yes!"

Han Feng then said to the four people: "Besides, the situation is not as optimistic as you imagined. Think about it, the Japanese army sent a squadron of devils and a squadron of puppet troops to the mountain for the first time to encircle and suppress. We have formed a brigade, so what about the third time? Even if we rely on Independence Mountain and the Japanese army to fight guerrillas, once the Japanese army has too many troops, our situation will be in crisis. Not only that, if the devil Fang suddenly asked: "What do you think?" , Is it true that no difficulty can't stop our company commander? "

Old Wu felt the same way: "Platoon Leader Hu is right, and I think so too."

"Yes."

"I think so too."

Han Feng: ...

"Stop talking nonsense. If you understand, you should quickly discuss and get things done! Oh, and also, remember to dismantle all the mines and booby traps, and don't blow up the people who entered the mountain again."

"Yes!"

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235 All are your sons

... When Lao Wu returned to Baijia Village with the bodies of the sacrificed recruits and soldiers, there were bursts of heartbroken crying in Baijia Village in broad daylight. Painful, some even send black-haired people to white-haired people. Although he knows that these recruits and comrades died for the country, their sacrifices are meaningful and great.

For truth and faith, Wu is also always ready to sacrifice himself. He has no relatives. However, in his opinion, if one day he sacrifices for faith and country, his relatives should never cry bitterly, and should be proud of him.

But the people in front of him are the common people after all, how can Lao Wu use a higher standard to criticize them?

People are not grass and trees, how can one be ruthless? The reason why comrades and brothers lie down on the battlefield, and the living soldiers continue to charge without looking back, is not indifference, let alone ruthlessness, but that they have fallen on the road to striving for the independence and strength of the clan. Thousands of martyrs have been killed, so what's the matter with a few dead comrades?What does it matter if you die?

When everyone has made up their mind to sacrifice at any time, death is actually very ordinary.

Of course, it’s too unrealistic to think about these things. Before coming here, the company commander Han Feng specifically confessed that the sacrifices of the recruits this time are his responsibility. However, if any fellow countryman feels angry because of Han Feng's fault for losing a loved one, Han Feng is willing to take the time to go down the mountain to make amends and let the people beat and scold him.

Of course, it is impossible for Old Wu to let this kind of thing happen. Since he followed the company commander Han Feng for a long time, he has long admired this talented commander who is far younger than himself, sophisticated and decent, and has a strong national integrity. .

The company commander Han Feng seems to have a kind of charm, a kind of vigor, a kind of self-confidence that no difficulties can disturb him, a kind of domineering that no enemy can stop him, a kind of daring to speak and do, dare to fight and break through The spirit, a kind of spirit that can lead the team out of the encirclement of the Japanese army by virtue of personal command, and fight bloody battles.

This kind of charm and vigor condensed into Han Feng's convincing power, not only Old Wu, but the entire independent company did not dissatisfy Company Commander Han.

Old Wu understood that although he knew that the simple and kind-hearted people would never do such an excessive thing, but if it really happened, he would put all the responsibility on himself and take the scolding instead of the company commander beaten.

The company commander is the god of war of the independent company, the flag, how can the flag suffer a little setback and humiliation?

The scene in front of him made Lao Wu's heart sink to the bottom of the valley. The villagers wept in grief and indignation. They couldn't believe it.

"Son, it's my mother who hurt you! If I knew this, I shouldn't have let you go into the mountains and join some guerrillas!"

"My son? You said you're fine, so why don't you join the Eighth Route Army! How can you let my old lady live..."

The villagers expressed their regret, injustice, and anger in their tears.

Old Wu felt a little complicated, how much he wanted to tell the villagers, yes, your children were sacrificed, and you were in pain, so why don’t we cry bitterly, but for the sake of national independence, and to drive the devils out of China, this pain will continue. Thousands of times more, it is worth it!

But Lao Wu didn't say anything after all, and he didn't even dare to raise the issue of the pension right away. It seemed to be buying human life, so what's the difference with Guo Jun?

Old Wu clenched his calloused and chapped fists tightly, his joints were a little white due to the excessive force, and the toenails that hadn't been twisted for a long time poked hard into the palm of his hand, which gave Old Wu a heart-rending pain.

However, at this moment, this pain freed Old Wu, as if immersed in this physical pain, he could temporarily forget the pain in his soul.

Hao Fang, who followed Old Wu down the mountain, walked out of the team. He was a member of the Baijia Village family. Hao Fang also stood out with a dozen or so recruits. They were all Baijia Village people before joining the Independent Company.

Hao Fang said to Aunt Wang in the calmness that suddenly matured: "Auntie, don't cry, brother Tie is a hero, this time the devils went to the mountains to encircle us, brother Tie killed four devils alone! Our company commander Everyone said Brother Tie was a good guy.

Auntie, Brother Tie is gone, we are very sad, but don’t cry, we are all brothers of Brother Tie, the company commander said that the Eighth Route Army is the soldiers of the people, if the villagers are willing, any Eighth Route Army is their son . "

"Mother!" Hao Fang took the lead and shouted.

More than a dozen recruits straightened their chests and shouted at Aunt Wang, "Mother—"

Old Wu and the remaining veterans of the independent company did not hesitate, and shouted in the same military salute, "Mother—"

Aunt Wang was stunned. She watched Hao Fang and his party grow up, and it was fine to call her mother, but the leader of the Eighth Route Army, who was old enough to be about the same age as himself, actually had the same relationship with the child. They also call themselves mothers.

Aunt Wang finally wiped away her tears, walked to the line with emotion, patted this, touched that, the corners of her still wet eyes slowly rolled down the tears that were still wet, "Good! Good! Good! They are all good boys, good boys! I should be happy that my Tie'er can have brothers like you."

Hao Fang said: "Mother, you shouldn't be sad, but you should be proud of Brother Tie and your sons. Guess how many devils we killed in this battle?"

Speaking of devils, the pain in my heart is immediately replaced by anger and hatred. Devils have persecuted a lot of Baijia Village. Baijia Village was also a big village before the war of aggression against China, but how many people are left now?How many folks in Baijia Village were killed by little devils...

"Son, how many devils have you killed?"

"More than 800, a whole Japanese brigade, our independent company has sacrificed more than 100 people, mother, listen to it, do you want to relieve your anger?"

The folks in Baijia Village were stunned. Although they didn't quite understand the concept of war damage, Old Uncle Liu made it clear:

"Fang Zi is right. Yesterday I saw a group of Japanese soldiers entering the mountain. Good guy, that group of people, just a few of them, can kill everyone in our village. Thinking that they all died in the mountains.

Fang Zi, you are avenging our fellow villagers who were killed by devils! "

Hao Fang said: "Uncle, then I killed eleven devils by myself!"