Rows of steel guns filled with bullets were raised toward the west bank of the Nu River in the dusk. Pairs of vigilant eyes glared angrily under the helmets. Helmet after helmet slowly extended out from the foxtail grass and shrubs, forming a dark mass.
This was the 20th group army of the Expeditionary Army of the Kuomingtang. They were ordered to cross the Nu River tonight, rush across the other side, attack the 426 highland of Gaoligong Mountain, and defeat the Japanese!
The 20th group army of the Expeditionary Force of the Kuomingtang, including the 53rd and 54th armies under the control of the group army, had a total of five divisions--the 2nd reserve division, the 198th division, the 36th division, the 116th division, and the 130th division--rushed to the bank of the Nu River from their stations overnight a day in advance and laid an ambush on the 10-kilometer long front line on the east bank of the Nu River.
The day before the operation, the commander of the 2nd Reserve Division was issuing a pre-war mobilization order.
"Everyone, listen up. From now on, whether you are recruits or veterans, bears or heroes, all of you stand up and rush to the highest point of Tengchong Highland 561! Even if you have to climb, you have to climb up! As long as the Japanese were not destroyed, the country would not be peaceful! Damn it, now the Japanese are openly climbing up to our heads to shit! We are the elite division of the national army. This time-" The division commander deliberately dragged out his tone to make a contrast with the time when he was beaten back by the Japanese devils. He gritted his teeth and said," We must give the Japanese a hard blow!”
There was no sound. The soldiers all had serious expressions and stood up straight.
Pan Huanghe, who was only 1.58 meters tall, stood in the queue, his legs and stomach trembling. Zhao Dawei, a Sichuan veteran standing behind him, saw Pan Huanghe's cowardly look and was furious. He went up and kicked him.
"Listen to me, with your current state, as long as you go to the battlefield, you'll definitely be the first to be shot to death by the Japanese!”
When Pan Huanghe heard this, his disobedient legs and stomach trembled even more violently. Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his entire mouth twitched non-stop.
On the stage, the division commander continued to lecture,
"Now, I order you to throw away whatever you have on you, send whatever you have on you, entrust whatever you have on you, and write whatever you have on you. Put food and bullets in all the places that can be stored!”
Hearing this, Pan Huanghe quickly dug out his pocket and threw away a few cigarette butts. He grabbed a large bag of compressed biscuits and stuffed it into his pocket. As long as it was a place to store things, he would not let it go to waste. Even his butt pocket was full. Pan Huanghe touched his bulging pocket and felt that it was still not enough. He also filled the two pockets on his trouser legs with biscuits. The pockets were bulging and falling. Pan Huanghe placed his hands in his pockets and looked left and right, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.
Zhao Dawei had been watching Pan Huanghe's actions. He glanced at Pan Huanghe angrily and scolded,"You're a f * cking starving ghost. You've already f * cking packed cookies. Do you still need bullets? If you can't even keep your life, why do you still need so many biscuits?”
When Pan Huanghe heard this, his hands that were placed on the biscuits suddenly trembled. He blinked his eyes and opened his mouth. For a long time, he did not say a word. For a moment, his face was red and he did not say a word.
Zhao Dawei glared at him and continued,"That's right. This is good too. When you're killed, I'll snatch your biscuits and eat them! It would be best if you could bring my share too. I can make room to bring more bullets and practice my marksmanship with the Japanese.”
Pan Huanghe was hesitating. He wanted to take out some biscuits, but he couldn't bear to. In the end, he didn't take them out.
Zhao Dawei couldn't stand it anymore and scolded,"Do you f * cking think that fighting a war is like eating? You won't die from eating so many biscuits! Are you going to put the bullet in your pants?”
When the soldiers beside him heard this, they burst out laughing.
"Haha, what a man. This is the first time I've heard of shooting with the bottom!”
"Hahaha…that thing under him is not growing for nothing! It's finally useful today!"
"Hahahaha…"
Pan Huanghe panicked when he heard that. He stared at his comrades who were laughing around him. He did not know what to feel. He turned around, grabbed a handful of bullets, and stuffed one in each ear. Then, he stuffed a few more pills into his collar.
When everyone saw his action, they suddenly stopped laughing. Zhao Dawei's eyes widened in shock, and his mouth was wide open. He looked at Pan Huanghe in surprise.
Pan Huanghe was satisfied. He glanced at Zhao Dawei and said,"Why did you take so many bullets? Bullets can't be eaten. Even if you die, you'll still be hungry ghosts!”
Zhao Dawei stepped forward and kicked him.
"Pah! You motherf * cker! I haven't even gone to the battlefield yet, and you're cursing me. Watch me! If I don't kill him clean, I won't eat these fucking biscuits. Do you think everyone is like you, a good-for-nothing?”
Pan Huanghe was not in the mood to listen to Zhao Dawei's words. He held a packet of compressed biscuits in his hand and looked around. This was the first time he had seen compressed biscuits and was wondering how they tasted.
As he looked on, the worms in his body quickly spread like crazy, gathering more and more. Finally, he could not help but tear open the seal and quickly put a biscuit in his mouth to eat secretly. He really did not expect that the biscuit would taste better and better in his mouth. This was a delicacy he had never eaten before. After eating one, he continued to eat the second piece. Just like that, piece by piece, a pack of compressed biscuits was stuffed into the hungry ghost's mouth.
On the stage, the division commander was still lecturing,
"From now on, you can only eat three compressed biscuits a day, one per meal. No one is allowed to eat more! Food was like bullets, an important combat resource and an important guarantee of victory. If anyone eats indiscriminately, they will be punished as if they did not start a battle. In a battle, you must run fast and fight fiercely. You must not linger in the battle. Moreover, without logistical support, you must bring your own ammunition and rations. If you can't run fast because of a lack of rations, you will be punished as long as it affects the entire division. You will not be lenient. Understand?”
"Yes!" The soldiers replied in unison.
"Louder!"
"Yes!" The shout was deafening and tore through the sky like a clap of thunder.
Pan Huanghe was shocked. He held an empty biscuit bag in his hand and his mouth was full of compressed biscuits. His mouth was wide open and he was stunned in mid-air! The battle had yet to begin, but he had already lost a few days of rations.
His actions were coincidentally seen by the teacher who was speaking on the stage. The teacher pointed at the stage and shouted,
"Who's that? Yes, I'm talking about you! Step forward!"
Pan Huanghe looked back and found that the soldiers were all looking at him. He looked sad and slowly turned his head back. When he saw the commander glaring at him, he was so nervous that his legs went weak. Before he could swallow a bite of biscuit, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Zhao Dawei was shocked and hurriedly shouted,
"Health worker! Health worker!"
Two medics ran over to take a look. He had never seen a soldier choke on dry rations before. Look at him! It was both funny and annoying, but for a moment, the health worker only looked at Pan Huanghe scratching his head, not knowing what to do.
"Hurry up and save him. He won't be in a hurry in a while.”Zhao Dawei urged.
"I-I've never seen anything like this. What should I do?”the medical staff said anxiously.
Zhao Dawei was really anxious. Looking at Pan Huanghe's reaction, he had an idea. He raised his big palm and opened his left and right hands, giving Pan Huanghe two big slaps.
These two slaps were not for nothing. Not to mention that they were really effective, they finally woke Pan Huanghe up. He coughed twice from his throat and the biscuits that were blocking his throat were washed out. At least he was able to catch his breath.
Zhao Dawei looked at Pan Huanghe, shook his head, and sighed.
"Hey, everyone says you're a fool, Pan. You're really simple-minded!"
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