Chapter 117 Mission

(... Shooting in the trench, if you are not lucky, a bullet that falls on the wall of the trench may splash those hot sand into your eyes. It is very mildly injured and will be lifeless, but you may become blind all your life. After the war, as long as I see blind people begging for food, those blind people with splashing scars on their faces will pay them all their money, because I know they are also my brothers... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

The sky was like a thunderstorm, and dazzling flashes flashed from time to time. It was the Japanese heavy artillery aimlessly bombarding the reserve position of the Chinese Democratic Party army behind the line of fire; the rumbling sound of cannons could no longer scare anyone, and everyone was already used to it.

The area about one kilometer behind the line of fire is the logistics area. Some people are cooking, some are caring for the wounded, and some are carrying supplies... A large group of soldiers are fiddling with guns here, and the Japanese rifles seized by Li Tianhao and the others.

Nervous and excited, a large group of new recruits repeatedly installed and dismantled rifles under the guidance of the veterans, and from time to time aimed at the distance, just like what Cao Xiaomin asked them to get the gun for the first time.

But now Cao Xiaomin has become the instructor of the recruits, the hero in their minds; these recruits did not expect that the first rifle in their life was transported from the line of fire by the hero Cao Xiaomin, the hero in their minds, and handed over to them. At the moment when the war was flying, no one knew whether a shell would be dropped to kill their lives the next moment, the recruits actually felt that they were very proud that they were with their heroes!

"Remember, don't gather together when you go to the line of fire... Ask the machine gunners and you will know that they like to shoot in crowded places the most... When you are alone, if you don't know what to do, don't do anything. Never shoot at the enemy casually to boost your courage; that will only attract the enemy's firepower and consume your bullets. When the Japanese rushed in front of you, your guns can only turn into fire sticks..." There is no time to conduct systematic training, and there is even no time or enough bullets to train them to shoot; Cao Xiaomin can only tell the recruits with his mouth what to do and what not to do, and can only let them practice aiming, and can only throw them into the trenches and let them grow on their own!

"It's a night battle now. Remember to turn a blind eye, especially when you find a flare falling down, close one immediately; wait until the flare is extinguished before opening it, otherwise you will see nothing, and in the dark you will see nothing...." Cao Xiaomin tried his best to tell these new brothers who were civilians who had thought about and remembered what he had learned and remembered during the day.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the shells fell on the side of the road where they were training. The shells hit a building. The collapsed large pieces of gravel and cement immediately buried the wounded people lying below...

"Quick! Go..." The training session was interrupted, and the recruits rushed into the choking smoke to rescue. The wounded under the eaves were all wounded who could not move, most of whom had their limbs broken. Because there was not enough hemostatic bandages and gauze, they were tied tightly with straw ropes wrapped around the cloth, barely stopping the blood. However, the broken wound still could not be further treated, that is, they were wrapped with a strip of cloth torn from the hands of civilians. Once the movement was too big, blood would be leaked out... The living people were carried away elsewhere and left the place that had become a dangerous building. No one had to deal with the dead people for a while, and the unloaded dust was half buried and left in place. The fragility of life and the cheapness of life were quietly reflected, but no one paid attention to it, and no one thought...

The recruits were still recruits and had never been on the front line, but they were already accustomed to the cruelty of the battlefield; they were like Cao Xiaomin who set out from the medical office to the front line, and had long been used to the pain of death and injury in just a few days, and were numb!

The wounded couldn't help but let out a burst of wailing, but the recruits could still grit their teeth and lift them up and move them... This is a good thing! After seeing this, Cao Xiaomin felt a little less stressed: these rookies who are used to the atmosphere on the battlefield should not be cold in the face of the enemy's attack...

A messy team of big plate trucks suddenly appeared at the intersection of the street in the distance. People carrying the wounded arrived - many citizens became refugees and ran away, but some people still stayed to put on military uniforms. They used big plate trucks and rickshaws to transport the wounded to the beach one by one.

Knowing that the transportation team was coming, the wounded in the bunkers everywhere were carried out, and the roadside was filled with stretchers. The simple stretchers made of the entire door panel removed from the house were not lifted and were all wounded!

"Pipi~~" A whistle sounded, and groups of people started to gather in blood and covered in their faces. They couldn't see it. There was only a rope that tied them! Most of the people who were injured by bullets during the firefighting were injured by bullets and various explosions of sand and debris that were exploding were not bandaged, but arranged together after their emotions calmed down. They lined up one by one, each of whom had left his left shoulder and his right hand drooped down to grab a rope. In this way, the person who could see the road at the front was led by a large string followed the transport team to the riverside step by step!

... Shooting in the trenches, if you are not lucky, a bullet that lands on the wall of the trench may splash those hot sand into your eyes, very lightly hurt, and you may become blind all your life; after the war, as long as I see blind people begging for food, those blind people with splashing scars on their faces, I will pay them all my money, because I know they are also my brothers... How many of them can survive until the victory of the War of Resistance? It's just the beginning!... What appeared in front of Cao Xiaomin was a group of brothers who were blind in the war mentioned sadly in the memoirs of his grandfather. They had sacrificed their lives for this country, and they might be able to survive; but most of them may only live in being bullied, disliked and deceitful. The second half of their lives will be filled with all kinds of winds and rains in the world in the dark!

With all kinds of terrible pain, groups of wounded people covered in black and covered in blood set out like this. They may be able to cross the Yangtze River, may be treated and finally survived, but everyone who is alive will be disabled, both physically and psychologically, because of this war... their tears have dried up, but Cao Xiaomin still cried when he witnessed all this!

"Battery Commander!..." With surprise and crying, a soldier suddenly rushed to Cao Xiaomin from the transport team.

"Xiao Kuan! It's you..." Also with surprise, Cao Xiaomin recognized the life-saving benefactor with gauze bandages on his head and face. It was Liang Xiaokuan who rescued him from the rain of bullets and bullets back!

If it weren't for his special identity, Liang Xiaokuan might not have survived. He suffered many injuries, each of which was not serious, but it would be fatal! Fortunately, he tried his best to find a contact station when he was evacuating from the rear. With the support of imported anti-inflammatory drugs and sufficient nutrition, he finally survived!

"'...Be calm, don't go to the front line to act as anti-Japanese heroes, avoid head-on conflicts with Japan, go around the rear of the Japanese army to fight guerrillas, find ways to expand the Eighth Route Army, establish anti-Japanese guerrilla bases, and do everything possible to accumulate and strengthen the armed forces of our party. The orders urging the government to go to the front line should be pushed and delayed with various excuses...' This is our highest instructional speech. You are a group of people with special missions. You are going to lure into the enemy's army, which may be a year or two or a lifetime!..." The political commissar's speech suddenly rang in Liang Xiaokuan's ears at this moment...

Liang Xiaokuan's return was not alone. He brought a platoon of new recruits composed of civilians, half of whom were people with special missions!

"Battery Commander! The people are rushing to rush to rush to the riverside, but the 36th Division is about to withdraw defense!" Liang Xiaokuan and his people came from the riverside. They were going to scatter the troops across the river to all the troops in Jiangbei where they were recruiting scattered soldiers. However, he witnessed the miserable situation on the riverside. After learning that the 36th Division was about to withdraw defense, he actually threw his special mission behind him!

Go to his mother, be calm, go to his mother, don’t go to the front line to act as an anti-Japanese hero, go to his mother, avoid the head-on conflict with Japan... Go to his mother’s highest instructions! Tens of thousands of refugees are struggling in dire straits, and the enemy is pressing step by step. What special mission is there at this time? At this time, every Chinese has only one mission: to fight against the war and save the country, fight against the enemy and save the people!

There are other troops waiting to cross the river by the river, and even some minor wounded soldiers have combat effectiveness. At this time, if he can raise his arms and shout and let everyone push them up, thousands of people will be rescued in every extra hour! But he can't do it, Liang Xiaokuan doesn't have the reputation of raising his arms and shouting... He remembered his battalion commander, his enemy of the family, that hero! He can't do it, but Cao Xiaomin can do it!

Liang Xiaokuan gave up crossing the river and gave up his special mission because he had a more important mission: find Chief Cao and organize all his strength to defend Yijiang Gate!
Chapter completed!