Chapter 334

The soldiers in the fourth row were still standing without saying a word.

Wow!~~~~~

The soybean-sized raindrops swept over the sky, covering the soldiers of the four platoons. The soldiers of the other platoons saw that the four platoons had no intention of hiding from the rain. Several squad leaders and soldiers went to persuade them to hide from the rain, but the four platoons seemed to have never heard of it from the squad leader to the ordinary soldiers and still had no wavering.

"Brother Bao, are you ordering the four rows to shelter from the rain? If this continues, they will get sick." Chen Jiayao looked at the four rows of soldiers who were still standing in the storm from the door of the district team's office.

"Let them go! They won't obey my orders." Wang Bao waved his hand. Sometimes the four rows of soldiers were as stubborn as Li Wei!

The thunder became louder and the raindrops became faster and faster. The officers and soldiers in the four rows were all wet up and down, but as if the wind and rain had nothing to do with them, the water at the location began to spread.

Papa!~Splashed in the rain, and Fan Guowen could no longer hide in the house to shelter from the rain. Instead, he was furious and stepped on the accumulated water. He stood at the door of Li Wei's house in the wind and rain. He stood straight like the soldiers in the four rows of soldiers. He was so unwilling to accept that he was still chatting and laughing on the battlefield. How could the boss who had waving his hands to kill the enemy become like this?

The soldiers of the fifth platoon saw the actions of platoon leader Fan Guowen, looked at each other and gradually began to gather. They walked out of the room and stood on the edge of the fourth platoon, and also arranged a square array.

The soldiers in the first, second, and even third rows did not speak, and the platoon leader and squad leader did not give any orders. All the officers and soldiers spontaneously began to line up in the rain.

All the soldiers of the 12th District Team neatly set up five square formations in front of Li Wei's house in accordance with the order of establishment. There was no rain gear. All the officers and soldiers ignored the wind and rain, and stood with their heads raised and their chests stood still.

The sky was already dark, and lightning illuminated the entire camp from time to time, and light and darkness interspersed in an instant.

Boom! ~

The huge thunder exploded over the camp, deafening. A big willow tree at the entrance of Shijing Village was entangled with lightning. The branches broke and flew across the charred tree trunks. The flames rising from the charred tree trunks were poured by raindrops in a blink of an eye, leaving only the remaining black smoke scattered away.

The soldiers of the 12th District Team who were shook by lightning suddenly discovered that a figure appeared at the door of Li Wei's house at some point, leaning against the door frame.

Li Wei weakly stomped the door frame and let the raindrops wet him. He glanced at his comrades outside the door and said softly: "I want to have a meal."

The soldiers outside only maintained a silent scene for five seconds, and in an instant, the entire camp was overturned by the cheers of the soldiers, and the huge cheers even overwhelmed the thunder that kept exploding in the sky.

As long as you are willing to eat, it means you still want to live and continue to fight side by side with your comrades. The silent expectation of the 12th District Team finally touched Li Wei. Even if you don’t live for yourself, you still have to live for the entire district team and the entire base area military and civilians.

"This bastard, Wei Zi!" Wang Bao wiped his face and shook a handful of water. He didn't know whether it was tears or rain. He said to the soldiers beside him: "What are you doing when you are stunned? Get some food for the fourth platoon leader and make a big pot of ginger soup, so that the soldiers can catch a cold."

A fire rose in the kitchen. The soldiers of the kitchen squad waved their kitchen knives to cut the ginger pieces, and kept grabbing a handful of broken ginger and threw it into the boiling hot pot. The strong ginger smell spread out, and the entire camp was filled with this fragrant and pungent smell. The soldiers from the five platoons of the 12th District Team drove back to the dormitory under Wang Bao's rebuke. The result of collective impulse was that they all peeled into chickens and waited honestly for the military uniform to dry. This kind of scene was rare.

Seeing Lin Xinyu carefully feeding Li Wei with sugar water, Wang Bao sat beside the bed and mocked Li Wei, saying, "You have finally gotten up! It's rare to see that you have a time to say something and do something."

"Hey!~ Because I suddenly realized that I was afraid of death." Li Wei smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Haha! Are you afraid of death?!" Wang Bao seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world, pointed at Li Wei and looked at the others and said, "Li Wei said he would be afraid of death." In his eyes, Li Wei's countless actions in the battle were like a behavior of seeking death. Now Li Wei actually told himself that he was afraid of death, and this was nothing more ridiculous than this.

Everyone else laughed, not as good as the Eighth Route Army should have.

Li Wei has always participated in this time and space with the mood of the game. With the knowledge of the direction of history, he fought side by side with his comrades without hesitation, enjoying the years and years of iron-blooded wars that revolutionary ancestors were proud of. However, after losing all his skills, he had always been at a loss for self-protection. His heart fell into inexplicable panic. His dangerous actions that were disdainful in the past made Li Wei suddenly find that life and death are only a line away from him, but today he saw it.

Yes, all the soldiers from the 12th District Team stood in front of his house without saying a word. Even if it was a storm and thunder, no one moved. What does this mean?! They needed him, even if he had nullified his internal strength and needed him collectively. Even if he was afraid, there was no blame or complaint. The whole group was silently waiting for his return to the team, which made him unable to help but move. At any moment, this team regarded it as the highest honor to not give up their comrades.

"Boy! You have grown up!" Wang Bao patted Li Wei's shoulder and held back his smile and said, "But just think it through. Since ancient times, no one has died. Life has to be great and the glory of death. Nowadays, no one is afraid of death. Everyone has to live. But for the way for the living of our Chinese people, sometimes we can give countless people a chance to live. This life is worth living, and even death is worth living." Wang Bao, who has walked through the long journey of the Long March, has a deep understanding of life and death.

"Stop tug, hum, I'm already treating myself as a dead person now." Li Wei shook his head. If it weren't for his comrades-in-arms as a supporter, he might not be able to untie this knot.

Although the news that Li Wei lost all his skills was strictly blocked by the 12th District Team and issued a closure order, it was still spread to the Japanese. The militia who received the news that the troops were mobilized in the Japanese stronghold on the border of the 12th District Team were sent to the desk of Wang Bao, the captain of the 12th District Team.

In mid-April, the Japanese and puppet troops dispatched more than 10,000 people to launch a large-scale mobilization against the Beiyue area. The gunpowder smell in the entire Jin-Cha-Hebei war zone became stronger again. At the beginning of the second half, more than 20,000 Japanese and puppet troops in the Shandong war zone suddenly rushed to the Qinghe area. The main force of the 11th Division quickly mobilized and fought with the enemy for three battles. The enemy's offensive will be stopped in the future. Although the Japanese army has not directed its troops to the 12th District Team, it still made the 12th District Team nervous for a long time.

Feeling that the wind was not right, Wang Bao immediately proposed to send the condolence propaganda team stationed in the base area back to the national central area to avoid sudden attacks by the Japanese army.

At the end of April, the condolence propaganda team members who had formed deep friendship with the military and civilians in the base area were reluctant to leave, and under the escort of a squad of the 12th District Team, safely headed south to return to the Kuomintang-controlled area and left this land that was about to become a war-torn one.

On May 1, 1943, the first anniversary of the May Day sweep that caused great trauma to the Eighth Route Army, almost all parts of the North China base learned the lessons of last year. The intelligence network extended as much as possible, staring at the movements of the Japanese army with wide eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the 1942 years that the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army was forced to leave its garrison, and the main forces of several Eighth Route Army were severely damaged, and the opening of a large area of ​​security areas. On May 6, the Japanese and puppet troops mobilized 20,000 troops and rushed to the Taihang Mountain Base again. The battle between the two sides was a life-and-death battle. The Taihang Mountain Base, which had once learned a lesson, did not reappear last year's mistakes. It continued to send small-scale troops to harass the main forces of the Japanese and puppet troops along the way, play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, and adhere to the 16-character guerrilla policy. The main forces of the Japanese and puppet troops never found the location of the Eighth Route Army headquarters and were repeatedly lost.

At two o'clock in the morning on May 15, several young people panting passed the inspection of the sentry at the gate of the 12th District Team and rushed to the duty room of the district team, which was still on. Five minutes later, the sound of the police gathering broke the night of Ning Ye. All the barracks, after only ten seconds of quietness, immediately boiled. The wind on the kang's clothes and quilts were shattered and dense. Although some soldiers were still confused, their hands were still in a state of reflex. They practiced countless emergency clothes and dressing movements, neatly like a person, and soon the sound of footsteps started. The campground in the camp was immediately full of people. According to the organization, the command of the assembly was whispered one after another.

In just five minutes, the 12th District Team had completed the assembly of live ammunition. Wang Bao was just inserting the horns into the waist holster and walked out of the office. He had just obtained reliable news. Nearly seven large Japanese strongholds around the 12th District Team soared into the sky, and the puppet army inside the strongholds urgently sent out information. The Japanese and puppet troops in the central Hebei region took advantage of the 20,000 Japanese and puppet troops in Shandong and the main force of the 11th Division, and the superior troops of the 12th District Team were unable to separate, and sent troops to sweep the base area of ​​the 12th District Team to avenge the attack on the Japanese military camp in Renqiu County that day, the destruction of the airport, and the destruction of the Yiguandao and other cults were completely removed, completely removing the thorn in the 12th District Team.

"Comrades! The enemy has launched a sweep. According to reliable intelligence, the number of enemies is about 5,000. It is obvious that it is for us. Such a large number of enemies is unwise to fight hard, so we need to transfer immediately and fight guerrilla warfare with the enemy. Before leaving, we have to arrange the villagers and not let them be harmed. I ordered the first row to help the villagers make arrangements before we evacuate. All important equipment and facilities should be hidden. The second row cleans the camp and do not let the enemy get any valuable intelligence clues. The other three rows pack all the important items in the camp and transfer them to a safe place." Wang Bao made a brief pre-war mobilization and task arrangement, and waved his hand and said, "Start the action!"
Chapter completed!