The sharp knife squad saw someone flashing in front of him and immediately shouted.

"Warning!" the company commander shouted quickly.

"Don't shoot, they're all Chinese!"

This is a team of wounded soldiers of the National Army. As soon as they retreated from the front line, the train they were riding to transport wounded soldiers was bombed by Japanese troops. Most of the wounded soldiers died for their country. The wounded soldiers who survived by chance supported each other and marched in the rain.

The company commander, instructor and soldiers looked at the group of wounded soldiers of the National Army.

These wounded soldiers who lack limbs and broken legs, have skin and flesh, and even use only towels to temporarily block the exposed intestines.

These wounded soldiers are struggling to move forward with the torture of pain and hunger.

Due to the inability to receive timely treatment, the wounds of the wounded began to ulcerate and worsen, and bursts of blood and stench emanated from the team.

The wounded team was in chaos, with cursing and lamenting sounds one after another, and screaming from pain because of the injury.

There are also wounded soldiers with limited mobility crawling forward in the mud and water under the heavy rain.

"White Dog!" a soldier gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Shut up." The company commander whispered, then fell silent again.

The instructor touched the company commander with his elbow.

The company commander gritted his teeth and muttered in his mouth, roaring, "Go and help."

"Mu Heng, Fang Mu Heng!" the instructor shouted.

"Here you come." Fang Muheng ran over from the wind and rain. With a wave of his hand, several comrades from the battlefield working group rushed up.

...

In the storm, they stood on both sides of the road.

The soldiers supported the wounded and helped them find a place where they could barely shelter from the wind and rain.

Fang Muheng led the singing, and the battlefield working group with only four people performed to express condolences to these wounded soldiers.

A heavy rain poured down and a strong wind blew.

The singing is tragic!

"Everyone was forced to let out the last roar!"

"The Chinese nation is at its most dangerous time!"

“We are brave enough to be fire from our enemies!

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

"Enter!"

The wounded soldier who was still in despair just now was infected by the singing and was infected by the enthusiasm of this friendly army that suddenly emerged. They then roared and roared together!

The wounded soldiers who can applaud, clapped hard.

Those who have no right arm, with the help of their comrades, raised their left hand to salute the singer in the rain.

After drinking a few sips of hot water, the injured people's complexion improved a little.

"Brothers, what part are you from?"

"Brothers, what part do you belong to?" Fang Muheng did not answer, but asked and shouted.

"I'm from the Forty-first Army of the Sichuan Army!" a voice shouted proudly.

"Chuan Army! I know that your 41st Army is all good! Especially the 122nd Division, you fought well in Teng County. Commander Wang died for his country, good!" Fang Muheng said loudly.

"I'm from the 122nd Division!" the voice shouted proudly in a louder voice.

Fang Muheng looked over and saw that this was a wounded soldier who had no right arm and no left leg, and he was leaning on a simple cane he got from somewhere.

"Good! Good examples of the 122nd Division! They are all heroes!" Fang Muheng wiped the rain on his face and solemnly saluted a solemn military salute.

Under Fang Muheng's gaze, the wounded soldier who was forcibly standing up, heard this and cried loudly, "Teacher Commander, Commander, Commander!"

...

At this time, a voice shouted, "You haven't said what part of you are from."

"We are the New Fourth Army." The company commander and instructor came over and shouted loudly in the wind and rain.

"New Fourth Army? I haven't heard of it."

"What team are you?"

"We are the New Fourth Army led by the Red Party and the anti-Japanese team!" Fang Muheng shouted.

"Red Fei?!" The wounded soldier exclaimed.

Some people began to look at these "friendly troops" who had just helped them with alert eyes.

"I'm afraid of Mo Zi." Someone shouted, "It's all Chinese!"

Perhaps it was because of this sentence, or perhaps it was because of the enthusiastic help from the soldiers of the New Fourth Army just now, and a burst of laughter came from the wounded soldiers, "I'm not afraid of them."

Some wounded soldiers looked at the Red Party army curiously. They were wearing gray uniforms and had the badge of the government on their military caps. However, the armbands were very special and they had never seen them.

"The company commander and instructor, have contacted people near the station, and they will come to help collect the wounded soldiers." A soldier ran over to report.

"Go and tell Captain Fang about the situation." said the instructor.

"Why don't you go up and say a few words?" The company commander touched his new partner with his elbow.

"Comrade Fang Muheng spoke very well, he spoke most appropriately now." The instructor said that Fang Muheng's battlefield work team had performed very successfully just now. Fang Muheng had already left a good impression on the wounded soldiers, and he spoke most appropriately now.

"Brothers of Sichuan Army, we want to continue the march, but don't worry, I have already contacted you with the station, and someone will come to help you soon." Fang Muheng stood on a big stone and shouted.

"Where are you going?"

"Eastly advancing!" Fang Muheng raised his right arm and pointed to the east, "Go to the occupied area of ​​the Japanese! Go behind the enemy!"

"There has been occupied by the Japanese."

"So, we have to go over! Use our guns, our blood and life to tell the people in the occupied areas that we are here!"

The wounded soldier was shocked.

Fang Muheng looked at the wounded soldier and waved his right fist violently, "I will win the war of resistance!"

"The war of resistance will win!"

"The war of resistance will win!"

The roars of the two teams quickly gathered together.

This roar tore the storm and rain, breaks through the wind and rain, and stirs everyone's chest!

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