Chapter 13 Lieutenant Colonel's Expectations

"Sir, if it weren't for the help of this dog, I wouldn't have been able to kill the Japs so easily. Moreover, I think dogs' hearing is far better than that of humans. If the Japs want to play tricks, maybe they can remind us." Tang Dao stood at attention and answered.

The reason is simple, but hard to refute.

"In that case, it's up to you!" The Army Lieutenant Colonel glanced at Tang Dao, who had a serious expression, a smile appeared on his lips, and he waved his hand gently. "You and Captain Shangguan first go to the first company to have a look and get acquainted with your colleagues. In twenty minutes, you and Captain Shangguan will come to the headquarters to discuss matters."

Shangguan Yun Dale got what he wanted: "Haha! Come on, Platoon Commander Tang, I will take you to get to know your new brother."

The remaining school officers and lieutenants all looked strange.

In such a life-and-death battlefield, it was okay to allow Tang Dao to take in a wild dog as a child's play, but it was too surprising to allow an acting platoon leader like Tang Dao to participate in a military meeting.

You know, according to convention, those who are qualified to participate in the military meeting of the regiment, in addition to the second-in-command of the major battalion commander, are the four captains of the company, but there has never been a second lieutenant level, let alone a newcomer like Tang Dao, even if he Very strong, able to kill a Japanese squad by himself.

The military is a very special group that respects the strong. Tang Dao has proven his strength with facts, so he was absorbed and accepted.

But accepting and absorbing him does not mean that he can quickly enter the decision-making level. The always cautious army lieutenant colonel who was born in Huangpu once again surprised his subordinates who were familiar with him with his almost exaggerated regard for Tang Dao.

Watching Tang Dao, Lei Xiong and others disappear outside the door, and glancing at his capable subordinates who had strange expressions but did not speak, the lieutenant colonel of the Army smiled faintly: "Do you think the arrangement I just made was a little inappropriate? ?”

There was silence, and looking at the eyes of the other three captains looking at him, Yang Ruifu, the second most important person among the more than 400 people of the 524th Regiment here and the major and commander of the first battalion of the 524th Regiment, said with a wry smile: "Regiment Deputy , with Tang Dao's skills, he is worthy of being the leader of a platoon. But when he just joined our army, I asked him to participate in our army's tactical layout meeting. It's not that I'm worried about his background, but that I'm afraid of those who are with us. The old brothers are dissatisfied!"

This sentence did not mince words. It stated the concerns of several people present very directly. Shangguan Yun definitely didn't care. As his direct subordinate, it was also his honor for Tang Dao to participate in the highest meeting of the regiment. But the Second Company What about the three machine gun companies?

Those veteran platoon leaders of the company, aren't they the ones who lead the charge with submachine guns at the command's command? They had held the rank of second lieutenant for several years, not to mention there were even lieutenants. As a result, a military meeting that they were not qualified to attend allowed a newcomer like Tang Dao to steal the spotlight. Even if they had no objection to obeying military orders, they could not resist the squad leaders below. Encourage!

You know, what is most important in the army is strength! It's an honor! Tang Dao, who had just arrived, became the number one platoon leader with just one military merit. It was a shame that the officers and soldiers of the other companies had no objections.

"Oh! Is there more?" The lieutenant colonel looked at the other three people, their faces dim under the dim light in the room.

"Second, sir, the war is about to begin. Don't let such a trivial matter upset the platoon commanders of the other companies and lower their morale!" the commander of the second company said immediately.

"Short-sighted!" Seeing that the other two people nodded slightly in agreement, the Army Lieutenant Colonel scolded. He walked to the window with his hands behind his back, pointed to the brightly lit concession on the other side, sighed slightly and asked: "Do you know the real reason why our lone army of only a few hundred people was personally ordered by the theater headquarters to defend the Four Lines Warehouse? "

"Didn't the division headquarters order us to hold on for seven days to cover the retreat of the main force of the division?" Yang Ruifu was stunned for a moment.

As the commander of the 1st Battalion, he led his troops to defend the Zhabei forward position for two months, sacrificing almost half of his brothers. When he received the order to retreat, he was extremely reluctant. He was very happy when the division headquarters called and told him to withdraw to Sihang Warehouse and hold one battalion for seven days to cover the retreat of the entire army. Even though he knew that this battle would most likely result in the death of him and all his men.

Only those who have experienced the battlefield understand that when they see again and again those brothers who used to sleep in the same pot and sleep on the same bed with them day and night, just fall under the enemy's artillery fire and bullets, with blood staining the ground red, and their faces... What will happen to their mentality when they turn sallow and can no longer lift themselves up or cry out to wake them up.

Death is actually not that scary. What they fear is not being able to hold the position where their brothers paid their lives. If possible, they would rather die in exchange for inner peace.

Yes, life is precious, and behind them there are many parents, wives and children who are looking forward to their return home. But when these two choices are put in front of them, many soldiers will choose the latter without hesitation, rather than settle for nothing. alive.

Those who sacrifice themselves in exchange for even a glimmer of victory may not be considered heroes in the eyes of many people, but there is no doubt that they are true warriors.

Those who can enter this warehouse are warriors.

But in war, the most tragic people are actually the soldiers.

For both warring parties, all soldiers are just pawns on the big shot's chessboard. In fact, their fate is not under their control, even if it means sacrifice.

The nearly one million soldiers on the Songhu battlefield will appear in the future history books of the two countries, whether they are alive or dead, in fact, what will appear in the end is just a string of cold numbers.

Therefore, even though he was the leader of a battalion of hundreds of people, Yang Ruifu did not know the political significance behind the Battle of Sihang Warehouse.

"During this battle, Songhu was completely destroyed and devastated, but the concessions were peaceful and prosperous, and the Chinese land was kept safe by foreigners. It is a shame for our generation of soldiers!" The eyes of the lieutenant colonel showed a deep sadness. "And we are going to fight this battle for them to see, for the people of Songhu who stayed in the concession, and for the entire Chinese people to see. We want to tell all of China and the world that Songhu has not fallen, because we are still here."

The lieutenant colonel suddenly looked back, a trace of blood in his eyes, and growled hoarsely: "Do you know? From the moment I received the order, I was ready to die, because this is the last position of Songhu! Not just because there is no retreat."

Looking at the figures of several subordinates standing in awe, the lieutenant colonel's voice became calm: "Here is the grave of me, Xie! But before I die, the Japanese have to pay a sufficient price."

"Now, do you understand? If we want to kill enough Japanese before we die, we need strong soldiers, not so-called qualifications."

"And how Tang Dao killed fifteen devils, I think you also know the process, tell me, if you change places, can you do better than him?" The lieutenant colonel's eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"No!" Second Company Commander Deng Ying shook his head decisively. "This guy has performed the single-soldier assault tactics to the extreme. No one can match him, not to mention my battalion, even the entire 88th Division."

"Hehe! It's just a single-soldier assault!" The lieutenant colonel of the army snorted coldly. "You really underestimated him. He handed in an answer sheet that applied small-scale tactics to the extreme. I am almost sure that if he was given a platoon-level unit where everyone was five or six points as good as him, he could completely turn this small unit into a sharp knife that would make any enemy tremble with fear, and even change the outcome of a battle of 10,000 people."

The four officers were dumbfounded. None of them expected that their highest commander would have such a high evaluation of Tang Dao.

In fact, if Tang Dao could hear the evaluation of this lieutenant colonel on him, he would also be very surprised.

This top student of the Whampoa Military Academy not only saw through the level of special operations that he had painstakingly demonstrated, but also spoke out the essence of special operations in the next few decades.

For a long time in the future, the most terrifying thing about special operations is beheading, taking the head of a general from a thousand troops.

Just like a crocodile, lurking under the water, waiting for the prey to relax its vigilance, and then a fatal blow.

"It's a pity that we don't have time to help him train such a sharp knife force. He doesn't even have the opportunity to become the strongest soldier of China. He can only die with us in this grave." The lieutenant colonel of the army showed regret in his eyes and sighed slightly. "But I hope that before he dies, he can use his extremely strong small-scale tactics to help us kill more Japanese."

"This time, I hope that we will no longer be three for one, but one for three!"

The somewhat cold voice of the lieutenant colonel of the army echoed in the small room of the Sihang Warehouse.

And one thousand meters away.

"Baga! Who can tell me what's going on?" The roar of a Japanese major tore through the night sky of Songhu.

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