"Removed, I don't know what it was like?" Chen Hanwen, the officer and soldier who had retreated from the front, said worriedly.

"What can you do? Both jade and stones are burned!" Chu Tian sighed.

"What?" Chen Hanwen was surprised. He didn't understand why Chu Tian used the word "both jade and stone burned" at this time.

"Didn't you watch it? There are very few people who have returned, and it's obvious that they are disabled." Chu Tian said to the officers and soldiers who were not aware of losing their armor but looked sluggish.

"I can't tell if I'm disabled?" Chen Hanwen expressed dissatisfaction with Chu Tian's answer.

"Didn't you see it? Those who come back can leave. Do you think there are those who are carrying it?" Chu Tian said again.

Chu Tian's words expressed the common characteristics of the withdrawn officers and soldiers. Although many officers and soldiers were armed with rifles or hung their arms, there was no doubt that at least they had the ability to act independently.

These people are all minor wounded, so what about serious wounded? The serious wounded must have stayed on the position, or the kind who will always stay on the position.

Chen Hanwen firmly refused to believe that those seriously injured surrendered to the Japanese army.

"Why can't I get a stretcher team and other things to carry the wounded back?" Chen Hanwen said angrily.

"There are people who can carry the wounded to the battlefield long ago, and they are still used as stretchers?" Chu Tian said disapprovingly.

"Thinking about those seriously injured people, they are all fellow villagers in our Northeast China. From September 18th to the present, they ended up in this place without a burial place, and only their souls will return to their hometown." Chen Hanwen sighed, his half-baked literati temperament has risen again.

But no matter what, what Chen Hanwen said was the truth. For a moment, he and the soldiers of the guard company around Chu Tian were silent.

Yes, all the soldiers in the Guard Company are from Northeast China, and they have no place to die and return to their hometown. Chen Hanwen's big truth suddenly turned into the golden cudgel that could turn into an embroidery needle. In the blink of an eye, they turned into countless tiny embroidery needles, but they stabbed every soldier present in the heart!

After a while, a soldier suddenly asked, "You said, why are we fighting against Japan too? Although we are going back to our hometown, aren't we also protecting the people here? Why can't local people carry our wounded down on stretchers?"

It makes sense to say that he asked this. Although the local people did not appear in the current battle, they still met local people, students and other people who helped to work and work in other battles.

Since the soldier raised this topic, several soldiers were so angry that they cursed: "These gangs of unscrupulous people!"

What they scolded was undoubtedly the local people.

But after a while, a soldier said in a very low voice: "Captain Liu said that the people in our national army's battle plan cannot help us. If we want the people to help us, then we are not us, we are—"

What are we? Is that needless to say? No one has ever asked the answer to this question anymore.

Because the answer is very clear. If the people can always help them, then they will not be troops of the Kuomintang, and they will be the New Fourth Army of the Eighth Route Army led by the Communist Party of China!

The Northeast Army and the Communist Party of China have historical origins. This has begun since the Xi'an Incident. In fact, many of the middle and lower-level officers and soldiers of the Northeast Army are from another camp in the civil war.

For example, the soldier just mentioned Captain Liu, if he had no other secret identity, how could he mention the Communist Party?

It’s just that such things are meaningless and unspeakable, no one will take the initiative to say them.

"What are we? We must be the sons and grandsons of the people?" Some soldiers were unhappy. "I was fighting for my life in front of me, and the most important thing was to protect the lives of the people. I have never killed the people, so they can't come to rescue the wounded?"

"You can't say that." Chu Tian spoke at this time, "Then let's not talk about who it is. Even if you didn't rob it, you have never used the people's things? Have you never beat and scolded the people?"

After all, Chu Tian was a progressive student. His people-friendly thinking was definitely more than that of ordinary Northeast Army officers and soldiers. In addition, Shang Zhen and his group were always under Shang Zhen's control. Although there were times when they bothered and harmed the people, there were absolutely no bad things about right and wrong.

That's why Chu Tian made such a reflection

"Fuck, I'm losing my life at any time. What's wrong with eating his or her? "The soldier was even more unhappy when he heard Chu Tian speak for the people.

"I just think what this brother said is wrong. If we fight for the people and rescue the wounded for us, that is, two good things are good.

We must fight, we say I will block the gun for you and eat and drink, and even if I am a bachelor, you have to give me a wife.

People said, "You are not watching me and you harm us anymore." Then, how can the relationship between the military and civilians be good?" Chu Tian still disagreed with the soldier's statement.

But when he wanted to say it again, he was interrupted by Qiu Bo: "Tell me these things? Take care of it first. I don't know whether I can survive or not, and whether I can protect the brigade commander Zhou Quan!"

Qiu Bo has always been steady, and he is here to mix with him.

But it is also a technical job to be a technician. If it is not a good match, it is likely that it will not be pleasing to both sides!

So Qiu Bo brought out whether he could protect the brigade commander Liu Chengyi. After he said this, the soldier stopped saying anything and Chu Tian stopped saying anything.

In fact, this kind of debate has been concluded in later generations, that is, the simple dispute between the military line and the anti-Japanese united front. There is an answer to which is better or worse.

But now the National Army includes the Northeast Army. Can you mention the Anti-Japanese Unified Front? Of course not! If you mention it, it will be suspected of redness.

Of course, it may not be possible to tell you what you think of now, but who can guarantee that if this is passed to the top leaders of the National Army or the Military Control Commission is heard, people will not hold grudges? So how could Qiu Bo let Chu Tian continue to say it?

At this time, Wang Laomao was still with Shang Zhen, and Wang Laomao was talking again, but Shang Zhen was still lowering his head and grinding the bullet tip.

"I also want to find a place to take your Aunt Wang to retire. This is so good. I have to take the Japanese offensive in a while. I guess I will throw my old bone here.

Poor, although your little Aunt Wang has a belly, it hasn't bulged yet!" Wang Laomao sighed as he looked at the officers and soldiers who had retreated from the front with a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing that Shang Zhen had finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Shang Zhen.

Well? Shang Zhen has changed this time, at least he won’t get any bullets. It seems that Shang Zhen was still shocked by the news that Ju Hongxia had.

Thinking of this, Wang Laomao became proud, but he smiled and said, "You little turtle calves, behind your back, I can't bloom new flowers in old trees, and I say that I'm a plowing tree with crabapple trees, so don't think I don't know!"

"I haven't said it." Shang Zhen expressed his objection. This must be clarified. Shang Zhen still knows that the elders and young people are in order and respectful to the old man.

"I didn't say you!" Wang Laomao said angrily, but then he became sad again, "But this time, I'm just here to be cannon fodder for me. What a great plate of daylily, it's cold!

If this battle starts, my miserable child may have no father. I don’t know how many of us can be left. I can’t brag about you guys.”

"Brave? Why are you bragging?" Shang Zhen looked up at Wang Laomao curiously.

"If all our people can survive, I will pull all our people in front of your Aunt Wang. I will point at your Aunt Wang's big belly and say, "You guys, look, open your eyes and see, do you know what's in your Aunt Wang's belly? That's my seed, my old hat's seed!" Wang Laomao was already in his own imagination.

Shang Zhen looked at Wang Laomao's terrifying look, and wanted to laugh but held back.

But then Wang Laomao said, "Boy Shang, please hold me a gun and stare at me!"

"Why?" Shang Zhen was even more curious. Didn't you say that you were the one who had a back and brag in front of everyone? Then why did I have to use a gun to suppress the formation?

"I can guess anything!" Wang Laomao's voice rose, "If I point my little aunt Wang's belly and say, look at me, this is my seed. If they say something strange, for example, who can prove it? For example, that's not necessarily! Then you will shoot the doggy-daughter!"

With a "puff" sound, Shang Zhen could no longer hold it back and he laughed out loud.

You can't say that it's entirely possible for Wang Laomao to imagine this way. Although the soldiers could not say it in front of Wang Laomao, there must be such a joke behind the scenes!
Chapter completed!