"Hahaha!" Looking at the somewhat crazy Lu Cheng, Ye Fan smiled, just like Lu Cheng. They had suffered too much, but they had nowhere to vent.
After a long time, as if he was tired of laughing, Lu Cheng collapsed on the ground again. Ye Fan beside him had already leaned against the trench.
A series of rustling sounds rang out. Lu Cheng took out his family heirloom cigarette stick, followed by a cigarette, a cigarette soaked in blood!
Lu Cheng seemed a little reluctant and a little crazy. He put it by his nose and sniffed it hard before putting it into the pipe. As the cigarette lit up, a wisp of green smoke slowly rose. Lu Cheng grinned as if this was some delicious food.
"Scholar, is there anything else to eat?" Lu Cheng patted Ye Fan's shoulder and asked.
"No, I finished eating yesterday morning. The logistics department has long been destroyed.”
Lu Cheng seemed to have expected this and did not speak for a long time. He continued to smoke, his face intoxicated. After a long while, he finally said,
"Motherf * cker, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have roared so hard just now.”
Ye Fan smiled slightly and slowly picked up the Chinese official on the ground. Then, he put it in his arms and did not wipe it anymore.
"Scholar, can I discuss something with you?”Suddenly, Lu Cheng knocked his pipe on the ground and finished the last cigarette.
"What's wrong?"
"My hometown is in Leshan, Sichuan. If I see my brothers there, help me tell my old mother that I was sent to a very far place.”Lu Cheng said with a smile. There was no trace of sadness.
Ye Fan chuckled and shook his head."Forget it. I think it's better for you to go back and tell her yourself.”
Di di di ~~~
Suddenly, a strange crisp sound came from the camp. The two of them searched the soil for a long time and finally found the source. It was the phone that went straight to the regiment headquarters.
When Lu Cheng saw the broken phone, his face was filled with excitement."F * ck, don't you think it's strange? The Japanese's artillery is so fierce, but I didn't expect this thing to still be intact.”
Ye Fan picked up the phone and the voice of the 62nd Brigade Commander Zhu Tang came from the other end."Who are you? Are there any other living people in the camp?"
"Reporting, I am Ye Fan from Third Company. We still have two people alive!”
Hearing Ye Fan's resounding answer, the other side of the phone seemed to be a little happy and immediately said a lot of things.
Ye Fan slowly put down the phone and looked at Lu Cheng, who was full of anticipation. He said calmly,"The brigade commander has given the order. The 26th division of the Sichuan army has completed their defense mission and can retreat.”
"Retreat?" Lu Cheng was stunned and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. This was probably the best word he had ever heard in his life!
"Yes, retreat!" Ye Fan smiled.
Lu Cheng also smiled. Tears flowed down his face unconsciously. The moment the two of them left, they saw the trenches made of corpses.
There was Big Liu's corpse, Er Mao Zi's blood, and the lives of countless brothers!
Every inch of the land was stained with the blood of Third Company, and the heroic souls of Third Company's brothers were buried there.
For seven days, the 26th Sichuan Division held their ground for seven days without the support of heavy artillery and aircraft.
What kind of miracle was this?
What an incredible miracle!
A group of Sichuan soldiers who entered the battlefield of Songhu without hesitation used their blood and lives to interpret the legend of people in the battlefield!
Even in the end, the 10,000-man division was only left with about 500 people.
Out of the four regimental commanders, two were dead and two were injured. Out of the fourteen battalion commanders, only one was still unconscious. The company commander, platoon leader, and squad leader had already been replaced several times. In the end, all that was left were company commanders who had been replaced by small soldiers!
The surviving brothers of the 26th Division were all naked and covered in mud. Other than their eyes, it was impossible to tell that they were still alive!
In the Battle of Songhu, there were 72 divisions participating in the battle. Other than the initial attack and a counterattack by the Guangxi army, the rest of the time, they were almost fully on the defensive.
Usually, a division would need to defend for a few days. Some of the weaker troops would need to be replaced in two to three days!
Ye Fan and Lu Cheng walked side by side. One of them was hit in the calf and was a little bumpy, while the other looked exhausted and looked like he would fall at any moment.
The person who welcomed the two of them was the brigade commander, Zhu Tang. He had come personally!
Third Company was the one who had the worst fight in the entire division. It was also the one with the heaviest mission. A company had completed the mission of a battalion, and it was the last to withdraw!
"Reporting to Brigade Leader, Company 3 of the 2nd Battalion of the 152nd Regiment of the 62nd Brigade has been ordered to retreat.”Ye Fan said loudly and looked ahead.
Looking at the two brothers in front of him who were supporting each other, then looking at Lu Cheng's legs and Ye Fan's tattered clothes, suddenly, this iron-blooded man felt a lump in his throat, and tears started to roll down his face.
"Good, good. It's good that you're back." Zhu Tang said in a trembling voice as he personally stepped forward to help him up.
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