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- Chapter 207: Farewell forever (Part 3)
It was already late at night, and Tang Qiuli was not tired. In addition to ordering the radio station to call and contact him continuously, he also ordered Yuan Jinghao to send troops to search along the retreat route of the wounded. He also sent a squadron of soldiers to search. , if you have news, send yourself a telegram immediately.
He never believed that seven or eight hundred people, including the wounded and escorting troops, were gone like this. There must be clues. The bonfire in the cave was burning, but he felt cold in his heart. All kinds of speculations were swirling in the sea, and he didn't dare to Thinking about it, he would rather believe that the radio was malfunctioning rather than other reasons.
Shanhu was at the side, accompanying him sadly. This fierce man rarely had such emotions. There were a large number of Japanese troops gathered around Baishi Mountain, and the Japanese troops on the periphery were gathering in this area. Xiaoling and the others were very capable. There may be an encounter with the Japs. The strength of the escort troops, coupled with hundreds of wounded, limits the mobility of the troops. It is not an easy task to get rid of the Japs.
However, this kind of speculation has been swirling in Shan Hu's mind for a long time. Seeing Xiao Qiu's anxious and worried look, will it add to his psychological burden? Xiaoling was also his friend who had grown up with him since childhood. The safety of Xiaoling and the wounded was also concerned about this tough man's heart. What made him even more sad was that Xiaoqiu was now distracted.
Tang Qiuli walked out of the cave, followed closely by the mountain tiger. The sleeping soldiers snored sweetly. The sentry noticed the two figures approaching. He immediately loaded the bullet and asked for the password. When he saw it was the commander and Captain Huang, he hurriedly Saluting, Tang Qiuli waved his hands wordlessly, and the sentry returned to his post.
The night wind blew Tang Qiuli's black hair. He stood on the hill and looked wordlessly at the mountains and forests in the distance. The autumn wind passed through the treetops, whispering slightly, like a lover's whisper, and the pine waves burst into waves. The mountains in the night look like beasts with lowered eyebrows and bowed heads. They are silent and full of the rhythm of life.
The night sky is like a curtain, dotted with stars, deep and far away. If a star represents a person, then among the vast sea of ??stars, that one is you or me. A shooting star streaks across the boundless sky, leaving behind a moment. The dazzling brilliance is like accumulating hundreds of millions of years of life, just for the heroic and poignant burning in an instant.
Watching the meteor go away and finally disappear at the end of the sky, Tang Qiuli's heart felt pain for no reason. He grabbed Shan Hu's hand: "Huzi, are Xiaoling and the others okay?" Shan Hu's heart suddenly felt The pain arose, and he could feel the helplessness and trembling in Tang Qiuli's heart from Tang Qiuli's hands.
The restless night finally passed amid the suffocating waiting. The rising sun dispelled the fog in the forest and warmed the bodies of every soldier. After a good night's rest, the soldiers all regained their strength and youthfulness. Vigorous life filled the ancient forest, and the soldiers began to prepare breakfast while talking and laughing.
Over there, the brigade captain brought someone over. He was a squad leader from the third brigade of the four detachments that followed Yuan Jinghao. Last night, it was his squadron that was responsible for searching for the whereabouts of the wounded. Yuan Jinghao was afraid of saying no on the radio. Understood, I sent him to rush here overnight and report the situation face to face. The squad leader was exhausted, his clothes were wet with heavy dew, and his hands, feet and face were cut bloody by thorns, so he rushed overnight in a short time. , bring the news.
This is amazing news. To the southeast of Baishi Mountain, near the Huangni River, there are traces of a battle. Judging from the items left at the scene and the intensity of the battle, this is our army. It should be a brigade-level encounter. The troops We are still searching nearby, but so far, our soldiers have not been found.
Huangni River is about 60 kilometers away from Baishi Mountain. It is a small forest river that is not too wide. It winds through high mountains and ridges, leaving deep pools in the mountains. During the summer flood season, the river water surges and floods the forest. A large open space formed a swamp area. The retreat route of Xiaoling and the wounded happened to be in the direction of Huangni River. This was chosen as the retreat direction because the terrain here was dangerous and it would be extremely difficult for heavy equipment to pass through. It would not interact with the Japanese army. Encounter with large forces.
Tang Qiuli's heart tightened suddenly. This was the last thing he wanted to see, but it happened anyway. The Japanese had a large group of nearly two thousand people, and we were outnumbered. Xiaoling and the wounded were in danger.
He handed over his troops to the leadership of Zhao Yuhe and returned to the army according to the original plan. He and Shan Hu, with ten guards, rushed to the Huangni River as fast as a spark.
In a hidden mountain valley near the Huangni River, he saw the squadron leader of the four detachments responsible for searching for the wounded, and the squadron leader responsible for escorting the wounded. The two squadron captains were anxiously waiting for the arrival of the commander.
Tang Qiuli didn't have time to take a breath, and immediately asked about the situation of the wounded. What made him very relieved was that the wounded were all here, and none of them had been left behind. However, he looked at everyone and did not find Xiaoling.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?The commander was searching anxiously and knew what the commander was looking for. The squadron leader who was escorting the wounded lowered his head and came to Tang Qiuli's side and told him what happened.
The night before yesterday, he led a team to escort the wounded. According to the retreat plan, he arrived at the Huangni River and prepared to cross the river from here, climb several mountains, and take another road back to the base. The troops were crossing the river, and all the wounded had reached the other side of the river. At this moment, a group of Japanese soldiers emerged from nowhere, the size of a large group, nearly two thousand people.
The Japanese discovered the troops crossing the river and immediately launched an attack. A fierce battle broke out between the two sides. Gunshots rang out in the night sky through the forest. The Japanese relied on their superior strength to compress the troops by the river. Another group of Japanese attempted to cross the river, but the attack stayed on the other side. of wounded.
The situation was very critical. The troops and wounded were in danger of being surrounded and annihilated by the Japanese. The squadron leader asked Dean Zhang to take all the wounded and part of the escort troops to retreat immediately and hide in the mountains. He took three detachments of soldiers to stop the Japanese. , covering everyone's retreat.
However, no matter how much the squadron leader requested or even begged, Dean Zhang refused to agree, saying that she was now the supreme commander here and everyone must obey her command. As a result, Dean Zhang led three squadrons. More than a hundred soldiers launched a counterattack against the Japanese and drew their attention in the opposite direction to our hidden location.
The squadron leader took the remaining soldiers and all the wounded in the hiding place and heard the gunshots being very fierce. Later, they gradually faded away until there was no sound. Because the situation was unknown and the walkie-talkie was broken during the battle, They stayed hidden here until the searching troops discovered them, and then reported what happened to the detachment leader.
As the squadron leader spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears. He choked and said: "Commander, I'm sorry for you. I failed to protect Dean Zhang. Please shoot me." The five-foot-tall man burst into tears. He knew that the commander I have a deep relationship with Dean Zhang, and in my heart, I sincerely wish them both well.
Now, he regrets so much that he almost shot himself in the head. Why didn't he try his best to stop Dean Zhang at that time, even if he sent a few soldiers to drag him away? It's too late to say anything now, his intestines are almost gone I regret it. If Dean Zhang is in any danger, how can he be worthy of the commander? The soldiers won't eat themselves.
Tang Qiuli smiled and patted the squadron leader on the shoulder. He had no right to blame these brave soldiers. The blood-stained uniforms and numerous bullet marks silently described the intensity of that encounter. To them, only Respect and approval.
Tang Qiuli's behavior made the squadron leader even more uncomfortable and he couldn't help crying. If the commander scolded him and criticized him severely, he would feel better. The more the commander behaved like this, the more I felt sorry for him.
Tang Qiuli still had hope in his heart. Xiaoling led the blocking force to attract the Japs to other places. With the bravery and training of the troops and the good military skills of the soldiers, it should not be a problem to get rid of the Japs. The most serious As a result, the troops were dispersed.
He felt that he could not stay for a minute. His heart was empty, as if there was a numbness in his heart, and he could not breathe. He took Shan Hu and ten guards and searched all the way in the direction of the blocking force.
One day passed without any trace, and Tang Qiuli's heart became heavier and heavier. He hadn't eaten a bite of anything all day, and he felt that his heart was filled with something, and he had no appetite at all.
Seeing him like this, Shan Hu was worried. When he was camping at night, he shot a few pheasants and roasted them until they were browned on the campfire. Tang Qiuli sent it.
Things that were usually extremely delicious in Tang Qiuli's eyes were now tasteless. His mind was not on this at all. He took a few bites and put them down. Shan Hu looked at Tang Qiuli with pleading eyes. I had to take a few more bites.
The bonfire in the cave reflected Tang Qiuli's tired face. After just two days, Tang Qiuli's face became obviously thinner. Shan Hu was always by his side. This rough-looking man The man always had the same thoughts as Tang Qiuli. Sometimes he really hated himself for being so stupid that he couldn't even say a word of comfort.
He also knew very well that at this time, no words could resolve the heaviness in Xiaoqiu's heart. As time went by, Xiaoqiu's heavy feeling became more and more intense. Shanhu could only accompany him silently, Do your best to take care of him.
One day at dawn, they were still looking for a place to turn. Shanhu, who was the vanguard in front, suddenly made a hidden gesture, and the twelve people disappeared into the bushes like a wisp of smoke.
A small team of Japanese soldiers escorted a man in ragged clothes and walked towards them. This man seemed to have been injured and was stumbling., his hands were tied tightly behind his back, and the Japanese behind him would hit him hard on the back with the butt of his rifle from time to time. Each hard blow made him stagger forward a few steps and almost fall down.
When these Japs came closer, it could be seen from the man's tattered clothes that he was a soldier of his own army. After being injured, he was captured by the Japs. Tang Qiuli's heart ignited a flame of hope, and a little bit. of disappointment.
To be continued
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