Chapter 58
"Where is your group leader?"
A jeep military vehicle drove to Jiqi Slope again. Zhang Lixian, wearing clean and neat military uniforms, jumped out of the vehicle with He Shuguang, and spoke arrogantly about the recent Sichuan Legion battle.
But what they didn't expect was that, facing the arrogant and arrogant elites of the Yu Division, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army did not bother to pay them any attention at all. They all seemed to have not heard them or seen them, and kept doing whatever they were supposed to do.
When the two of them saw that they were being ignored, their faces suddenly became a little ugly.
But thinking that he came with a mission, he could only hold back his temper, reached out to catch a passing soldier, and asked with a cold face: "Where is your captain?"
"Commander, come to the front!" The one who was caught was a new soldier. Looking at Zhang Lixian, who was almost eating him, his legs were almost weak, and he quickly pointed to the location of Long Wenwen.
Zhang Lixian threw the man to the ground, snorted heavily, and headed towards Long Wenwen.
After walking not far, I saw Long Wenwen playing with the dog meat at the edge of the forest.
"Captain Long is in a good mood. Do you still want to walk the dog?" Zhang Lixian said in a strange tone.
"Oh! Isn't this Battalion Commander Zhang? When Commander Zhang arrives, my flag-offering slope is really radiant and radiant!" Long Wenwen seemed to welcome the arrival of Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang very warmly, but
But he emphasized the word 'battalion commander Zhang'.
"snort!"
"Captain Long is so arrogant that even our master can't invite him." But Zhang Lixian snorted coldly, as if he didn't understand Long Wenwen's intention at all.
Long Wenwen didn't mind either, hehe, hehe, with a mean smile on his face: "How is that possible? I, Long Wenwen, have always followed Master Yu's lead. Master Yu has his destiny, and I, Long Wenwen, follow everything. Did Battalion Commander Zhang misunderstand?
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Zhang Lixian said: "The master is waiting for you at the division headquarters. Commander Long, please come!"
After saying that, he turned sideways and held out his hands, making a gesture of invitation.
"It turns out it's the Master's call, let's go!" Long Wenwen didn't take anyone with him. Even his adjutant Meng Fangliao, who was always inseparable from him, was thrown on the Jiqi Slope position and followed Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang alone.
Yu Division Headquarters.
Nearly an hour later, Long Wenwen returned to the Jiqipo position in a jeep, but along with him, in addition to the driver and some newly replenished supplies, there were also two foreigners who looked very different from the Chinese.
"Everyone come here!"
"Everyone come here!"
"Commander, within three meters!"
"Inform everyone to come over and introduce two new comrades to you."
"This is Liaison Officer Arthur McLuhan." Long Wenwen introduced, pointing to a middle-aged foreigner with a beard, and then pointed to the young man next to him: "This is Ordnance Engineer Alger Collins.
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"These two are our American allies, sent here to support us. Everyone applauds and welcomes them!"
As he spoke, he took the lead in clapping his hands, and the surrounding soldiers also applauded one after another.
"Commander, don't you speak English? You will be responsible for these two American allies. If they have any needs, I will try my best to meet them."
"Yes! Sir."
Adjutant Meng just gained another title.
Although Meng Fangliao's English was shaky, slow, and his pronunciation was somewhat substandard, it at least did not affect his communication with the two Americans.
Everyone dispersed and continued what they were doing. Long Wenwen and Meng Fan were tired, so they led two Americans to prepare for their resettlement.
But after a while, the two Americans started to quarrel with the lively couple.
The reason was just a small camp issue. Long Wenwen arranged a wooden house for the two Americans, but the two Americans refused to live in it and insisted on living in a tent like ordinary soldiers.
The Long article was also left to them.
The two Americans who had just settled down couldn't wait to visit the positions where they might stay for a long time.
There was nothing outstanding about the trenches and fortifications built by the Sichuan Army, but after walking around for only half a circle, the two of them discovered a surprise that surprised them both.
Arthur McLuhan stopped Meng Fan and asked him why everyone looked so careless, even the military uniforms were dirty and old, but the guns looked so new.
Meng Fanlie explained: "We are soldiers, and guns are our life. On the battlefield, the new or old uniforms cannot change the situation on the battlefield, but a well-maintained gun that will not jam easily can be used at critical moments.
Save our lives."
Although Meng Fanxiao can speak well and has a lot of vocabulary, he rarely uses English on weekdays. Naturally, he has difficulty speaking, and it takes him a while to think of the right words.
However, although his words were awkward, they were quite shocking to the ears of the two Americans. They really did not expect that Meng Fanlia could have such an understanding.
"Meng! You surprised me." There was unabashed appreciation in Mike's words. This sentence alone made him feel that he had made the right trip.
Meng Fanglia explained: "I didn't accept these words, it was our deputy captain who told us."
"Deputy leader?"
"Is it the deputy commander named Chong Wang?"
"yes!"
"Where is he? I can't wait to see him." Mike said expectantly, and Collins next to him also agreed with Mike's statement.
Meng Fan said: "It's a pity that our deputy commander went on a mission with his assault team, and we are not sure when he will be back."
Mike spread his hands regretfully, "That's such a shame."
"Meng, can you let me see your gun?" Collins looked at the rifle behind Meng Fan.
"What an honor!" Meng Fan immediately took off his rifle and handed it to Collins.
Collins came to the wooden table with the rifle, deftly disassembled the rifle into parts, carefully inspected every detail inside, and then reassembled the rifle. Holding the rifle in both hands, he solemnly
When he came to Meng Fanlie, he handed the gun back to Meng Fanlie.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Dear Meng, please forgive my presumption."
"It doesn't matter!" Meng Fanxiao said with a smile, still a little flattered.
"Did you clean each of your guns yourself?" Coles asked curiously.
Meng Fan said: "Yes, the first thing our regiment's new recruits do after entering the camp is formation training, and the second thing is to learn how to disassemble and maintain the guns given to them."
"These are all led by our deputy leader Wang Zhong."
"He told us that on the battlefield, the most important thing for a soldier is his gun and his leggings."
"Leggings?" Coles looked down at Meng Fanglia's feet, only to see that the legs of his trousers were wrapped in circles of cloth. He then looked back at the soldiers around him and saw that they were all like this, with cloth wrapped around the legs of their trousers.
The upper part of the calf and abdomen.
"Since you can clean your guns so well and tie your leggings so well, why can't you keep yourselves a little cleaner?"
Looking at the dirty Meng Fan, Mike asked doubtfully.
Meng Fanglia explained: "Because Zang allows us to better integrate into the surrounding environment, and allows us to better disguise ourselves when danger comes, so as to face dangers that may come at any time.
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"Aren't you worried about causing diseases?" Coles was equally curious.
Meng Fan said: "We take regular baths and change clothes every week, and a doctor will check our body every month to prevent the spread of diseases in the army."
"You still have your own doctor?" Mike was a little surprised. Before they came here, they had deliberately learned about the Sichuan Army.
"Having one, even though he is a veterinarian, is better than not having one at all."
"Veterinarian?" Mike and Coles were shocked.
"Now that the war is in chaos, it would be great to have a veterinarian."
"And our deputy leader, he is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor with great medical skills." Meng Fanlao didn't know how to translate the word Chinese medicine, so he could only say Chinese doctor.
But Mike is a China expert, so he can naturally understand what Meng Fangliao said.
Just as Meng Fanglia was introducing the basic situation of the Jiqipo position and the Sichuan Army to the two Americans, Krupp dragged his fat rope and wore a crooked hat to Long Wenwen's place.
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"Captain!"
"It's time for sex."
"Really? We're here now?" Long Wenwen was a little surprised. Today, he was first summoned by Yu Xiaoqing, and then two Americans were thrown over. He really lost track of time.
"We'll be there in a few minutes." Krupp said a little uneasily, fearing that Long Wenwen would say that he wouldn't have sex today.
"Then let's fire two shots." Long Wenwen imitated Krupp's tone.
"Where are we going to fight today?" Krupp's eyes changed.
Long Wenwen picked up the telescope and looked at the Nantianmen on the other side. After scanning around, his eyes locked on a Japanese stronghold halfway up the mountain.
"If you see any Japanese strongholds by the two pine trees halfway up the mountain, attack there."
"Is there a big rock on the other side?"
"Yes, that's right there."
"Okay!"
Krupp left happily, rolled out his two treasured anti-tank guns from the trench, aimed and loaded them one by one, and pulled the triggering device at the same time, only to hear two muffled sounds of "Bang, Bang!"
The cannon ejected from the chamber, traced a beautiful arc in mid-air, spanned a distance of several hundred meters, crossed the Nu River and the beaches on both sides, and landed accurately on the opposite bank at the location indicated by Long Wenwen.
The powerful counter-shock force shook the two mountain cannons. Krupp immediately called on his artillery brothers to push the two mountain cannons back into the trenches.
Nowadays, Krupp is also a platoon leader, in charge of more than 30 artillery pieces. Although these artillerymen can only simply operate the artillery and cannot direct where to hit like he does, under Krupp's training
, have already made considerable progress.
Krupp had just led the artillery platoon to push the artillery into the trench. Meng Fangliao, who was introducing the position situation to the two Americans on the other side, heard the familiar sound of artillery and immediately cursed.
"You damn Krupp, you really know how to pick your time!"
"Hurry into the trenches and avoid the artillery fire!"
"The enemy's bombardment is coming soon!"
Mike and Coles looked at the soldiers around them who were still performing their respective duties. Most of them seemed lazy and leisurely. At the same time, they ran into the trenches in unison, coupled with the sound of the cannons and Meng Fan's reminder.
, who still couldn't guess the seriousness of the matter, hurriedly followed Meng Fanglia into the nearest trench, squatting and hiding in the shell shelter.
A minute later, the Japanese artillery shells accurately hit the slope of the memorial flag. There were rumbling explosions one after another, and countless earth and rocks were scattered everywhere.
Meng Fan, who had long been accustomed to it, said loudly to Mike opposite him with a smile: "This is why our clothes and our bodies are always dirty."
The sound of the cannon, like thunderous explosions, completely drowned out his voice.
Ten minutes later, the Japanese shelling stopped. Mike and Coles were about to get out of the trenches, but Meng Fanxia quickly stopped them.
"Don't worry, the little devil is very sinister. He just wants to trick us into getting out and stop the fire. Let's wait."
Mike and Coles looked at each other, then quietly poked their heads out and took a look at the situation in the trench. Sure enough, not a single soldier came out of the cannon shelter, they were all hiding in there.
Ten minutes later, the Japanese artillery shells fell again, plowing the entire flag memorial slope again, but this time the shelling only lasted five minutes and ended.
But the soldiers in the trenches waited for half an hour before they came out one after another.
When the disgraced Mike and Coles emerged from the shell shelter, they saw that each battalion and company, in squad units, were working hard to repair the defenses that had been destroyed by Japanese artillery fire.
A few unlucky ones who were affected by the shells were carried out on stretchers. Not long after, they saw a veterinarian holding a medicine box trotting all the way to the trench to check on those unlucky ones.
Long Wenwen came out of nowhere and burst out laughing when he saw the disgraced Mike and Coles: "Now they are just like us."
"Captain Long, why are you provoking the Japanese troops on the other side?" Mike was very puzzled. He even spoke in Chinese. Meng Fanglai, who had been their translator for a long time, was stunned when he heard the narration.
Long Wenwen was also stunned. He really didn't expect that this American could actually speak Chinese, and he spoke it quite fluently.
Long Wenwen came to his senses and immediately explained to Mike: "Of course it is to let the brothers know that we are still on the battlefield and to let them know that the Japanese on the other side are still eyeing our positions and their artillery has already been fired.
They are targeting us because their infantry may cross the Nu River and attack us at any time."
Mike lowered his head and fell into deep thought after what Long Wenwen said. After a moment, he stretched out his hand, gave a thumbs up, glanced at Coles next to him, and then said to Long Wenwen: "Captain Long, today you really gave me a
We have brought a lot of surprises, and I look forward to cooperating with you in the coming days.”
Liaison officer Arthur from the United States.
Long Wenwen, the leader of McLuhan's Chongchuan Regiment, extended his right hand representing friendship and recognition.
Chapter completed!