"Do you really want to go to the front line?" Xue Yue asked solemnly.
"Yes, sir!"
Xue Yue glanced at Yang Duanliu, and Yang Duanliu nodded slightly. Only then did Xue Yue relax. It wasn't difficult to obtain the Echelon.
After the Battle of Wu Han, there were hundreds of thousands of soldiers that had been defeated.
However, when he thought about sending Wang Yi to the front line, Xue Yue was a little reluctant. Although he only spoke a few words with this young man, he was infected by his enthusiasm.
Xue Yue had led the army for many years and had seen countless people. He could tell the truth and lies from one listen.
He knew that what Wang Yi said was not just polite words. He really wanted to go to the front line and fight the Japanese.
However, he could not bear to see such a good young man spill his blood on the battlefield!
"How about this, I know that you have the heart to serve your country. Go to Yong 'an, where there are troops that have been defeated and gathered from places like Wu Han, Nan Chang, Han Kou, Yue Yang, and so on. If you can reorganize a company, I will give you a company commander.”
Xue Yue was actually thinking that Wang Yi was just a student who had just left school. He had never seen a battlefield and did not know the cruelty of war. He was just hot-blooded. If he were to see the remaining soldiers and suffer some setbacks, he would naturally give up and obediently return to the theater command headquarters to be his lieutenant colonel.
"Really? What if I can reorganize a division?”
Wang Yi was so excited that he almost jumped up. Actually, he wanted to say an army, but he was afraid of scaring Xue Yue.
"A teacher?" Xue Yue was so angry that he almost fainted. This young man really didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He felt that Wang Yi might not even be able to gather enough for an entire class, let alone a teacher.
"If you can organize a division, I will give you the strength of a division and give you all the weapons and equipment!”
General Xue Yue, the commander of the battle zone, spoke with dignity.
" Thank you, teacher. Thank you, teacher." Wang Yi bowed happily.
"However, what if you can't gather enough teachers?”Xue Yue suddenly changed the topic and asked.
"Not enough?"
Wang Yi had never thought about this question. At this moment, he did not know how to answer.
Yang Duanliu, who was standing at the side, tiptoed lightly. Wang Yi understood what he meant and thought to himself,'Could it be that tiptoeing means Gao Sheng?' "If I fail, I will return to my teacher's side, listen to his teachings, and practice hard."”
"Alright, it's a deal."
The more Xue Yue looked at Wang Yi, the more he liked him. His eyes were filled with a smile as if his scheme had succeeded.
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Yong 'an was located 30 kilometers east of Changsha. Due to its abundant heat and rainfall, it was very suitable for the growth of rice.
The next morning, when Wang Yi drove to Yong 'an, he saw a huge garbage dump outside Yong' an Town.
Outside the town were yellow tents and dark shacks. The damp air was filled with the smell of blood mixed with feces and urine. It was rotten and smelly, making people nauseous.
"No wonder no one is willing to accept these defeated soldiers!”Wang Yi was deep in thought. If he took in a terrified army, not only would their combat strength not increase, but it would also affect the morale of the original soldiers.
Wang Yi was given the position of temporary recruitment committee member by Xue Yue. This position was a virtual title. As the acting commander of the 9th Battle Area, Xue Yue did not need to report to Chongqing at all.
In any case, it was these defeated soldiers. Whichever unit wanted them, they could come here and pick. The rest were mostly trash that no one wanted.
As soon as Wang Yi's car arrived, two young men in Chinese tunic suits ran two steps forward, stepping on the mud and standing beside the car door.
"You must be Mr. Wang. We've already received instructions to fully cooperate with your work this time.”One of the young men wearing glasses said respectfully.
Wang Yi took the information from the young man's hands and looked at it a few times. He frowned. No wonder Xue Yue was so kind to let him take over the army. It turned out to be a hodgepodge.
Looking at the names of the troops recorded in his hand, there were more than two to three hundred of them. From the civilian corps, the security brigade, to the central army, there were all kinds of things.
Wang Yi felt like he was General Chen Mingren in 1942, standing by the Nu River, facing 300,000 Chinese soldiers who had been defeated all the way from various places in front of him. Their clothes were ragged, their hair was unkempt, and less than 10% of them had guns.
Wang Yi was walking slowly in the muddy camp area. There were soldiers on both sides, some wrapped in blankets to keep warm, some napping against rocks, some watching the show with their heads tilted, some playing cards with cigarettes hanging…There were all kinds of people.
"Gather them, I want to lecture them!”Wang Yi frowned.
" This..." The young man who had been cautious all this while looked troubled.
"Save it. There are countless people with higher positions than you, but we can't gather these guys to listen to any lecture.”
Not far away, a few soldiers walked over. The leader was a burly man. Despite the weather in January, he was still wearing his clothes, revealing his dark chest fur. His hat was on his shoulder, and he looked like a soldier.
The man came to Wang Yi's side and didn't salute. He squinted and said,"Xue Junshan of the Changsha Garrison Guard is in charge of guarding these guys.”
Xue Junshan said as he waved his hand to greet the soldiers in the distance.
Yang Duanliu, who was beside him, had a grave expression on his face. These defeated soldiers were different from those farmers in Qianyang County. These were real veterans and weren't locals of Hunan. To them, protecting their families was nothing. For the country? Not to mention…
"You seem to be familiar with them?”
Wang Yi asked with a smile.
"Of course, as long as these guys don't run around and harm the people, then I, Xue Junshan, will live in peace with them…Heh, I'm just playing around. Actually, these guys are pitiful. They came all the way from Hangzhou, Nanchang, and Hankou, and I don't know how many people died along the way…Yo, you woke up early. You only know how to eat. It'll be done in a while. Stewed pork with cabbage. It's a freshly slaughtered pig. It's fat and fragrant…"
As Xue Junshan spoke to Wang Yi, he kept greeting the people on the roadside. He was very familiar with them.
"Do you think they can still go to the battlefield?”Wang Yi asked.
"War? Don't even think about it. These guys are worse than a group of pigs. Even pigs can run into a group. If these guys are released, they will disappear in the blink of an eye.”Xue Junshan saw that Wang Yi did not put on any airs and was young, so he had the intention to get close to him and spoke more.
" Judging from your accent, you're from the north?" Wang Yi asked.
"Yeah, from your accent, you seem to be from the north too?”
"Beiping, what about you?"
"From Fengtian, oh no, from Shengyang.”
"Is there anyone else at home?" Wang Yi said in a low voice.
Xue Junshan's expression darkened. He sighed and said,"Mother, my wife is in Shengyang. I followed the Northeast Army into the pass. Sigh, it's all in the past…Let's not talk about it anymore!”
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