"The entire first battalion of the Sichuan Army Reinforcement Regiment gathers! Inspect weapons and prepare for battle!"

"Krupp? Establish an artillery position and wait for my firing order at any time!"

"I know, Captain."

"Dakui, your company will stay at the camp and protect the artillery position. Order the troops to ask the temporary third battalion to stay at the position as well. Don't panic."

"Understood, captain!" Ding Xiaoer quickly saluted and then ran towards the group of child soldiers.

Liao Mingyu rushed out and gave the order, and the soldiers of the first battalion took action quickly. In less than 5 minutes, the entire battalion stood in formation under the leadership of their respective company and platoon commanders.

Liao Mingyu nodded secretly, this is decent, more than a little better than a month ago.

"Everyone has it! The target is the Nujiang bank defense position, run forward from east to west!"

…

"Boom...Boom! Boom!"

The Japanese artillery shells not only hit the riverside, but also hit the town of Chanda. Countless artillery shells hit the dense rows of tiled houses in the town, destroying and destroying many ordinary people's houses.

"Ah! Run for your life."

"help me……"

"Aww, what a bastard!"

…

Smoke and fire filled the whole town, and the whole town was in chaos. Many people were killed and injured. They cried for their mothers and fled in all directions. The whole street was full of people running around.

"Damn it, what does Yu Xiaoqing do for a living? A division of more than 7,000 people can be so easily broken through by little Japs?"

Long Wenwen carried a Lee Enfield with a scope and walked out of the crowd cursing.

This rifle was given to him by Liao Mingyu. Every time he fought, Liao Mingyu saw that he was very greedy for the No. 4 little plum with a scope, so he simply gave it to him.

"The second battalion is assembled, please give instructions from Deputy Commander Long!"

Xing Fuquan paid a formal military salute and reported to Long Wenwen. Due to the lack of officers, he is now also the deputy battalion commander of the second battalion.

"The little devil is coming, run, run."

"Don't block the road, get out of the way!"

Before Long Wenwen could say anything, a group of soldiers ran towards him on the street. They were all in a panic and ran eastward desperately.

"Bang! Bang!"

Long Wenwen took out his pistol and fired two shots into the air, shouting loudly: "Stop all of you! Why are you running! Do you still know that you are soldiers?"

A soldier in the deserter team said with a sad face: "Sir, the little Japanese are coming. If you don't run away, you will die here."

"Where is your Master Yu?"

"The first wave of Japanese artillery shells hit the headquarters. He was killed on the spot."

The soldier said hurriedly. He didn't know whether it was true or not. Anyway, everyone was spreading the news. If he didn't run away with his life, he could only run along with it.

"Sir, everyone on the riverside has dispersed. Don't make it difficult for the brothers. You can run away as well."

After saying this, the group of people wanted to continue running away.

Long Wenwen was furious. Look what he said. Is this what a Chinese soldier should say? He instantly raised his pistol and pressed the cold muzzle against his head:

"The Second Battalion of the Sichuan Army, listen to the order! Stop all the Yu division soldiers who are fleeing!"

"Whoever dares to continue to escape will be killed without mercy!"

"yes!"

Long Wenwen looked at this group of deserters fiercely. This hole must be blocked first. The situation of the Japanese attacking troops is unknown. If they are allowed to continue to flee, it is likely to cause an even greater collapse. Maybe even the soldiers in his own unit will be affected.

The soldiers of the second battalion immediately deployed a defensive line on the spot, and several Maxim heavy machine guns moved forward, blocking several streets in an instant.

The deserters retreated one after another. You looked at me and I looked at you. It was okay to leave or not to leave.

At this time, many deserters came one after another from behind, and more and more of them gathered together. For a time, the road was overcrowded, pushing each other, shouting and cursing one after another, and the whole street became chaotic.

"What do you mean, why are you blocking me?"

"Get out of the way, do you want your life?"

"Rush over, rush over quickly!"

…

The soldiers who escaped from behind didn't know why, and they all clamored to break through the defense line.

"Bahhhhhh...!"

A Maxim heavy machine gun sprayed fire snakes diagonally above them, and the bullets scattered dust in the house behind them. The deserters were so frightened that they hurriedly cowered on the ground.

"Whoever dares to take a step forward again, don't blame me for not recognizing people with machine guns!"

Cui Yong immediately blocked the front with his sword, and he swung the Maxim in his hand and pointed it at the deserter in front of him. He kept his word and would never shoot the next wave of bullets into the air.

A group of deserters were immediately frightened by his ferocious momentum. Long Wenwen also kicked down a young soldier who wanted to force his way in.

"So what if you run out of Zenda? Even if you run to the northeast, there will still be little Japs! Give them all to me and go back with guns in hand! Watch how our Sichuan regiment fights."

"What a fool! If you want to die, don't hold us back. If you have the ability, go to the riverside and fight the Japanese now!"

The young soldier who was kicked to the ground dared to speak uncleanly. Long Wenwen narrowed his eyes and without saying a word raised his pistol to kill him.

"Beep beep beep!" A rapid horn sound interrupted him.

On the street behind the Second Battalion, a military jeep came at a high speed. The soldiers on the street moved to both sides to avoid it, and behind the jeep were rows of troops marching in an orderly manner.

"grumble……"

The jeep stopped quickly near the crowd, and Liao Mingyu arrived with a battalion. He knew what was going on without asking. He opened the door and got out of the car, and walked in front of the crowd with a gloomy expression.

He glanced around coldly with sharp eyes, and saw that all the soldiers were disheveled and their helmets were worn crookedly. Some soldiers even ran away and even lost their guns.

"A bunch of useless trash! Even if there are thousands of pigs thrown by the river, it will be enough for the little devils to catch them for a day. Did you give up Jiangfang in less than half an hour?!"

Seeing a high-ranking official, the deserters lowered their heads one after another and did not dare to make any more arrogance.

The frightened soldier on the ground stared at him blankly. If it hadn't been for this episode, he would have to see the Lord of Hell now.

"Huh? Boy, I remember you. You were the lame little follower next to Milong, right?"

Liao Mingyu glanced at him and said to him coldly. He didn't expect to meet him right after he arrived. After all, this kid had eaten vermicelli in the same pot as them, so Liao Mingyu had a fairly deep impression of him.

"Ah? Ah, yes, yes... yes, sir, do you still remember me?" The soldier was surprised on the ground. He also recognized the officer who made pork stewed vermicelli for them.

The soldier's name is Yang Danzi, and he is the little follower who followed the dragon at the shelter.

At that time, everyone followed Liao Mingyu to fight in Burma, but he was unable to join the army because of his leg injury. The last person stood on the street with a wooden stick, eagerly watching his companions embark on the journey.

His leg injury was different from Meng Fanglia's. Meng Fanglia's injury was on the flesh, but he could still run away after jumping.

His injury was on the bone, and although it could be healed with treatment, at that time even walking was a problem, and it was impossible to march with the large army in the jungle. Therefore, Liao Mingyu did not take him with him. But now that his leg injury has healed, he

He joined Yu Xiaoqing's team by accident.

In fact, Yang Danzi also longs to fight in his heart. He also wants a victory to wash away his shame, otherwise he would not have turned against the mysterious dragon in the shelter in order to join the army, and ended up having his leg broken by the mysterious dragon.

If he could have gone on an expedition with the Sichuan Army at that time, perhaps he would have become a qualified soldier now. How could he be a spineless deserter again?

"Stand up! After all, you are a person who has eaten from the same pot as me. Is this your virtue?"

After being scolded by Liao Mingyu, Yang Danzi quickly got up from the ground, lowering his head and not daring to look at him.

"Damn it, isn't this Yangdanzi? What's the matter with you? How can you still be considered a deserter!"

Yaoma questioned him angrily. This guy was also from Sichuan. He was a few years older than Doubian. When he was in the shelter, in addition to following the dragon, Yang Danzi also often followed him to beg for food and drink.

"You bastard, you've brought disgrace to me! Get over here quickly, and I'll beat you and me to death if you're still a deserter!"

Mi Long picked up his sleeves and wanted to beat him. He also hated the fact that iron cannot become steel. He originally thought that this kid would not join the army anymore because of his weak legs. However, unexpectedly, he not only joined the army again, but also treated him as a deserter in front of his own mother.

He was really angry.

"Brother Mi Long?..."

Only then did Yang Danzi look up and found that standing behind the officer were the brothers who had eaten pork stewed vermicelli together at that time. They were staring at him with strange eyes, which made him feel very ashamed.

With a "plop" sound, Yang Danzi knelt down to Liao Mingyu happily.

"Captain, I was wrong!"

"I couldn't find you later. After the foot pole was healed, I ran to Master Yu and became a soldier. I...I didn't want to run. But, everyone was running...I had no choice but to run along."

"Uuuu... Captain, I was wrong. I have embarrassed the Sichuan Army."

His head banged and Yangdanzi burst into tears. He truly repented.

Liao Mingyu was silent. He was right. One person can sweep away ten, and ten can sweep away a hundred. Looking at the people around him running away, no one wants to stay and die. This is the law of the damn deserter.

!

"Okay, stand up for me! My soldiers are not weaklings. You have to show me whether you can be a qualified soldier!"
To be continued...