In the wilderness, a large pit dozens of meters square has been dug.

In the big pit, including Zhang Youquan and Lu Erdan, more than 180 remains of the 19th Brigade 1 Company were neatly placed into three queues. The soldiers were soldiers, and even if they were buried, they still had to maintain a rigorous queue. Even if more than 20 remains were seriously broken, the living brothers meticulously spliced ​​them together.

Under the night sky, rows of veterans lined up in front of the pit, and the atmosphere at the scene seemed depressing and solemn.

In addition to going to the L Company of Xingzi County at night, all the remaining officers and soldiers of the 19th Brigade were here. Even the female soldiers of the health team came to see off the brothers of the company. Cao Jiao and Yu Huan tried their best to suppress themselves to prevent themselves from crying. Crystal tears flashed in Gu Yaqin's eyes, and Ye Ruxue's pretty face was extremely sad.

Xu Shijiu stood alone at the front of the queue. In the night wind, his figure seemed lonely and desolate.

Looking at Xu Shijiu's back, Ye Ruxue felt a burst of pain in her heart for no reason. She couldn't help but think, if you want to be sad, I'm afraid no one here can compare to Ajiu. Ye Ruxue can't forget that in the Honghe Road position that day, Xu Shijiu shed tears at the fallen brothers. At this moment, he must be in pain.

Xu Shijiu's heart was really like a needle, not that kind of empty pain, but real pain, just like someone was stabbing his heart with a needle. Flashes and waves of pain Xu Shijiu could no longer remember it. This was the group of brothers he sent away. Since the Northern Expedition, he has been repeating and repeating this experience.

Some people say that living is luck, and you should feel lucky when you are alive.

But sometimes, Xu Shijiu would rather die in the battle, and he would rather lie in the big pit, because you have to take responsibility when you are alive, and you have to bear the pain of your comrades leaving when you are alive. Once you are dead in the battle, you will leave everything, just like the brothers lying in the pit at this moment, each of them has a peaceful smile on their faces.

Looking back, the gunshots in the direction of Xingzi County gradually subsided. It was estimated that the battle was almost over. The battle was over there, and it was time for the brothers to be buried here. Xu Shijiu sighed long, and then his hoarse voice sounded under the night sky: "Everyone is... standing attentive."

Listening to this hoarse voice, Ye Ruxue's tears almost burst out from her eyes, because from this voice, she could hear a trace of bleakness that had gone through vicissitudes. But Xu Shijiu is so old, he is only twenty-seven, he is only twenty-seven years old. If it weren't for this cruel war, if it weren't for the damn little Japan, he would probably teach in a university, or be a manager in a Shili foreign field in Shanghai. He would definitely have a good life, a beautiful wife with him, and perhaps a terrifying little boy or a beautiful girl with pink makeup, but now...

"Old Zhang, Erdan, Lao Niu... Your heroic souls are not far away, brothers are here to see you off." After reading a long string of names of the fallen soldiers, Xu Shijiu turned around and faced the officers and soldiers lined up in front of the pit, and hissed, "All of them are, salute, fire guns..." The veterans lined up all raised their hands to salute, while the ten veterans raised their guns at the same time, pointing to the night sky in front of them. Then, bursts of gunfire shattered the silence of the night.

(Split Line)

Yang Shaoren was awakened by the gunfire, jumped up from the chair and asked, "Where are you shooting?"

"Chief of Staff, don't be nervous." Feng Shengfa's faint voice came from the side. Yang Shaoren turned around and saw Feng Shengfa standing in front of the military topography with his hands behind his back. For the past half a night, he had not even changed his standing posture, but a faint voice came over again, "It was probably the 19th Brigade who was seeing off the dead brothers."

"Nineteenth Brigade?" Yang Shaoren's sleepiness dissipated, and followed by a deep sense of guilt.

In the battle of Xiao Zhuzhuang, Yang Shaoren insisted on asking for merit for Xu Shijiu. He thought that even if he could not get the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal, he should have received the Yunhui Medal. However, the final result was completely beyond his expectations. Xu Shijiu not only did not receive the commendation, but was even demoted, and his military rank was directly demoted to the army major.

But even so, Xu Shijiu did not complain. When Lan Feng retreated, Feng Shengfa asked the 19th Brigade to the rear of the palace. Xu Shijiu happily took the order to guard Xingzi, and Feng Shengfa asked the 19th Brigade to guard the Niu Shidun, which was lonely by the Poyang Lake. Xu Shijiu still didn't say a word of redundant nonsense and drove directly with the troops.

If you want to change this to another chief officer, other troops, you must be anxious.

Yang Shaoren has been in the army for more than ten years. He has seen officers who are desperate for war and troops who are not afraid of bloodshed or sacrificed. However, he has never seen an officer like Xu Shijiu, nor has he seen a force like the 19th Brigade. Such officers will not be commended or commended, which is simply unacceptable.

When Yang Shaoren thinks about it now, he still feels very upset.

After thinking about it, Yang Shaoren said, "Teacher, why don't we go over and pay tribute to the fallen officers and soldiers of the 19th Brigade?"

"Forget it, I have asked Shaojie to take the sacrifices." Feng Shengfa shook his head. He was actually a little afraid of facing the officers and soldiers of the 19th Brigade. As a division-level chief officer, Feng Shengfa could already be as hard as iron when facing casualties of officers and soldiers, but Feng Shengfa could not be as calm as water for the 19th Brigade.

Deputy Commander He Lingxiao also felt ashamed of the 19th Brigade and whispered: "Teacher, why don't you replace the 19th Brigade?"

"No, the 19th Brigade cannot come down." Feng Shengfa flatly refused, but his heart was bleeding. If there was a chance, he would of course be willing to replace the 19th Brigade with other troops. But the problem is that this time he came to the 10th Brigade of the Little Japan, which is based on the local left-behind troops of the Little Japan's Little Japan's Little Japan's Little Japan's field division.

The Dipei Group is the number one division in the name of Japan, so how can it be underestimated?

The 10th Bass Regiment of the Little Japan is coming in full force. If it cannot dampen its spirit, the next battle will be very difficult. But looking at the entire 58th Division, which other unit can dampen the 10th Bass Regiment of the Little Japan? Therefore, before the 19th Bass Regiment of the Little Japan is reduced, the 19th Bass Regiment of the Little Japan must not withdraw, and they cannot withdraw all of them.

"Oh." He Lingxiao could only shake his head and sigh, but thought to himself that the 19th Brigade had finally replenished the Lu Jian Gang, and Mou Enguang, the group of remaining soldiers from the 348th Corps, but after the Niu Shidun battle, the 19th Brigade was afraid that it would be damaged again and that it would be a major blood exchange again.

In addition to being sad, He Lingxiao couldn't help but admire Xu Shijiu. This guy is really worthy of being the unbeaten Xu Ajiu. No matter how badly the 19th Brigade was beaten or how much casualties were, as long as he was there, the 19th Brigade could be reborn from the fire again, and the 19th Brigade after rebirth was definitely no worse than the original 19th Brigade.

Sometimes He Lingxiao couldn't help but be confused. What kind of magic does Xu Shijiu have that can transform into a group of defeated soldiers with a depressed will and a disintegrated army into a group of screaming strong soldiers? What kind of charm does Xu Shijiu have that can make Gao Shenxing, Zhang Youquan, and Lu Jian help these arrogant generals bow their heads to him. As Xu Shijiu's swordsman's edge, they will charge forward without hesitation for a moment.

He Lingxiao didn't understand, but Feng Shengfa knew that Xu Shijiu had no magic power. He might have personal charm, but he was not as strong as a strong soldier like Gao Shenxing. Xu Shijiu was able to do this because he inherited the character of the 19th Route Army. What is the character of the spirit? The character is the spirit of the military. The spirit of the military is invisible and intangible, but he can feel its special existence at all times. This is the secret of the 19th Brigade being able to get heavy fire again and again. In a word, Xu Shijiu is there, the military spirit of the 19th Brigade is there, and the military spirit is there, and the 19th Brigade is there, and the military spirit is there, and the 19th Brigade is there, and the 19th Brigade is there, and the military spirit is there, and the 19th Brigade is only a few people left. But as long as the recruits are replenished, they will immediately be as vigorous as the weeds for the next year. Even if Xu Shijiu is gone, the character of the 19th Brigade will continue to be passed on.

(Split Line)

Wang Yidao took the head of Kiyogoro Iizuka to the grave, and loosened his hand and the head of Iizuka fell to the ground.

"Brother Erdan, you can rest in peace." Wang Yidao sat down in front of the tomb where more than 180 officers and soldiers buried in the company, then placed the head of Izuki in front of the tomb, and then gently stroked the tombstone and said, "Did you see this brother? This old devil is called Izuki. It is the captain of the 101th Little Japanese Army opposite. I will bring his head to pay tribute to you."

After reading a few words, Wang Yidao took out something from his waist. Under the night, there was a string of white bones necklaces. It turned out that Wang Yidao collected the tail finger bones of little Japan to make this necklace. Xu Shijiu stood by and saw it and was secretly frightened. At the same time, he thought that there must be a reason for Wang Yidao to have this habit.

On the other side of the tomb, Lu Jian Gang got a jar of wine from somewhere. While pouring the wine in front of the tomb, he muttered the words: "Zhang Zhang, which deserter Zhang, you are really a deserter. The War of Resistance has not ended yet. The little Japanese have not driven away yet, why did you run away? Isn't this just a deserter?"

"I originally thought that although your fucking temper is a bad guy, I still want to be a man. I still want to be a friend of you, but I never miss you. You just left like that. Brother, you are too anxious to leave. I want to be too apologized. Brother, I'm sorry to you, I shouldn't call you a deserter, I shouldn't have."
Chapter completed!