Chapter 134 It Is Difficult for Comrades to Return (Part 2)

Touching his captain's collar badge sadly, Lei Xiong remained silent for a long time.

Under the almost frozen gaze of the army major general and the anxious and eager gaze of more than 200 colleagues, this famous tough guy of the 88th Division touched his captain's rank with tears in his eyes.

Yes, although he lowered his head, everyone, including the surrounding concession garrisons who were on high alert and did not quite understand what was happening, could feel that the tough-looking young Chinese lieutenant was sad.

The concession garrisons did not understand. They did not understand why the lieutenant who clearly resisted the orders of his superiors was so sad.

But the Chinese soldiers standing on the other side of the river vaguely understood.

The captain rank he touched, no, to be precise, he is now a major.

That was earned by Lei Xiong from a big head soldier, spending nearly ten years.

Lei Xiong had never been to a military academy, so his promotion was much slower than that of academy students. He was promoted from a private to a sergeant, then to a second lieutenant, and finally a captain. He even received a military order from his superiors to promote him to the rank of major, but the badge had not yet been issued. Wasn't that promotion worth his life?

But Lei Xiong still chose to disobey the order, and he did it in front of the third most important person in the division.

Even if he was a lieutenant colonel, he might not be able to keep his rank. He should be sad for his ten years of hard work!

But they were not Lei Xiong himself, and they only vaguely understood.

In the dim light, Lei Xiong suddenly raised his head. The tough guy who had never frowned when he was shot in the arm and used a bayonet to dig out the bullet was already covered with tears.

"Lei Xiong, you are turning the world upside down. Stop it for me." The lieutenant colonel, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly twitched his eyes and shouted hoarsely.

With his understanding of this brave general under his command, he seemed to have an extremely bad premonition, which was worse than him preferring to disobey orders rather than to "cut off one's arm" and abandon his soldiers.

"Deputy Regimental Officer, I'm really sorry, Lei Xiong can't be your soldier anymore." Lei Xiong looked deeply at the Army Lieutenant Colonel.

He suddenly reached out, tore off his captain's collar badge, held it in his hand, and roared at the Army Major General: "Sir, now, I am no longer a soldier of the 88th Division, so it doesn't count as disobeying orders!"

The Army Major General's body trembled fiercely, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He knew too well what this meant. This Army Captain, who was famous for his bravery throughout the division, would rather give up the rank of major and even all the benefits he had already obtained in order to live and die with his soldiers.

Perhaps, from the moment he chose to disobey orders and not live alone, these were no longer so important to him!

"Tang Dao, Lei Xiong is a jerk, you..." The pale-faced Army Major General wanted to make a final effort and cast his eyes on Tang Dao and other officers and soldiers standing upright: "And you, don't be stupid."

But the next moment, the general who wanted to make a final effort couldn't say a word.

Under the tearful gaze of more than 200 Chinese soldiers, the garrison troops in the concession who were ready for battle were dumbfounded.

"Remove the collar badge!" Tang Dao roared softly.

Dozens of Chinese soldiers who could be seen in the field of vision stood upright and solemnly took off their military ranks.

From lieutenant to second lieutenant to sergeant, and then to the most ordinary private.

Their eyes were full of reluctance, but also extremely determined.

The extremely contradictory scene made all the Chinese soldiers present heartbroken.

Because they all knew what that meant.

That meant that from this second on, they were no longer an army recognized by the country, and the soldiers recognized by the country were just a group of volunteers composed of ordinary people.

They would not have support or treatment.

Victory, no military merit!

If they died in battle, there would be no compensation!

If they lost the battle, they would be slaughtered at will!

They would not even be recognized by their own country, including their insistence on not abandoning their comrades.

"Commanders, brothers, I'm sorry, Tang Dao can no longer be your comrade. Because the Japanese devils are still eyeing this side, as soon as we get on the bridge, they will send out flares to block the bridge surface, and the brothers who stay behind to cover will surely die.

Tang Dao swore that he would never abandon his comrades again, so since the Japanese want us to stay here, I will fight them to the death with my brothers. If they want our lives, it depends on how many dog ​​lives they have to exchange for them." Tang Dao's eyes were different, and his passionate voice floated over the Suzhou River.

"Tang Dao, Lei Xiong, you two bastards are really great! I want to exchange your lives for my life, right! I'll fuck your ancestors!" Yang Ruifu, who rarely expressed his personal opinions, had a bloody look in his eyes, pointing at the opposite side and cursing.

"Brothers, take your weapons and fight back with me. Tell those bastards that we don't care about them."

The Army Major, who was emotionally stamping his feet and cursing, was held tightly by the Army Lieutenant Colonel by the shoulder.

"Deputy regiment commander!" The Army Major turned his head and looked at his superior, his eyes full of pleading.

Across the way, all his soldiers were there.

Tang Dao and Lei Xiong could choose to stay and die together for their soldiers, so couldn't he, the battalion commander, do the same? He could do it, too.

"Rui Fu, you can't get through." The Army Lieutenant Colonel sighed.

"Haha, battalion commander, you can curse as much as you want, anyway, I will let you care about me." Lei Xiong responded with a long laugh despite being scolded by this side. "Remember to give me a bowl of fat meat during the New Year and festivals, you know, I care about that the most."

"Li Jiujin, what are you still standing there for, detonate." Tang Dao's cold roar followed.

The Army Major looked towards the Suzhou River Bridge in disbelief.

Several soldiers who had been staying at the bridge in the direction of the warehouse had quietly placed several explosive packets under the bridge at some point, and the long fuses were in the hands of the veteran Youzi who was lying in the dark.

"Li Jijin, how dare you!" The Army Major's eyes were splitting.

But obviously, for a group of people who have already regarded death as home, the battalion commander's words are no longer effective.

There was no answer, the match was struck, and the sizzle of the fuse was heard.

In the darkness, Li Jijin ran away with a few soldiers, ran to the waterway connecting the warehouse and the Suzhou River, jumped directly into the river and dived into the water.

"Brothers, goodbye!" Tang Dao saluted again with his hands solemnized, turned around and left the window without any regrets.

"Return the favor!" the Army Lieutenant Colonel ordered through gritted teeth.

Hundreds of Chinese soldiers, including Army major generals, raised their right hands high and raised their eyebrows.

For this general, it was the first time in his life that he performed a military salute to a group of people who disobeyed military orders, and it may also be the only time in his life.

Because those people who disobeyed military orders were not seeking survival, but seeking death!

As a soldier, why shouldn't he show respect to such soldiers?

All the Western garrison troops near the banks of the Suzhou River, reminded by the awakened Colonel James, had long been frightened and fell to the ground, or hid in field fortifications.

They don't understand why these Chinese people are so crazy. The people on the other side are blowing up the bridge despite the river. Are the people on this side still standing stupidly, waiting for the air waves and gravel to come and kill them?

"All troops, step back 20 meters and lie down!" The Army Lieutenant Colonel, who returned the salute fiercely and tried his best to remain calm, glanced contemptuously at the Western soldiers who had been lying on the ground in fear, and ordered again.

Nearly three hundred big men followed the order and fell back.

I don't know how many people pressed their faces to the ground.

The huge power of explosive packs can blow up bridges, and the air waves can blow people dozens of meters away. This is not the reason why these tough guys hide their faces with the ground.

Rather, they were afraid that they could no longer hold back the tears that began to flow unbridled on their faces, and that those Westerners would see them.

How could they not cry?

That's the only way out! If it explodes, it's gone.

They can't make it through, and their brothers can't come back.

The last goodbye Tang Dao said was never see him again.