Chapter 1 Anxious Staff Officer Bu

Obeying the military commander's order, Bu Hao-bo, the Sixty-Sixth Army's staff officer, whipped his horse from the command post. Before he even reached the front lines, he heard gunfire.

He thought anxiously, "Has the fighting already started?"

Hearing the gunfire, Staff Officer Bu became worried.

Lao Zhiqiang had already set up two directional mines at this time. He said coldly:

"The power of these mines is such that within a hundred meters in front, whether you live or die depends on your luck.

Anyone who doesn't want to be involved, retreat a hundred meters away.

You've all seen the fate of the Japanese devils."

As soon as he said this, more than half of the soldiers retreated.

Seeing so many soldiers retreating, the voice that had just spoken became a little anxious:

"When the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up; when the bomb explodes, there are people in front to take the hit.

Brothers, what are you afraid of?

Push forward!"

As he spoke, some soldiers in the back really started pushing forward.

Long Feihang, who was standing at the very front, was now truly enraged: "Damn it, when I fought the Japanese devils, I charged in the front.

When it came to distributing spoils, I didn't get a single hair.

And now, you want me to stand in front and take the bomb?"

He turned around with great effort, looking at the soldiers behind him, and roared angrily:

"Let me see who dares to push!"

The voice in the crowd continued to say: "Just one step more, push harder!"

The dozen or so soldiers at the very front were frightened, and they all dug their heels into the ground.

Resisting the pressure from behind, they dared not cross the line.

But with so many people pushing from behind, their feet inevitably slipped towards that line of life and death.

Only Long Feihang turned his body around, his eyes as big as copper bells.

He shouted loudly, "Do you really want to push?"

He swung his fists and smashed them down at the people pushing from behind.

Soldiers always liked to fish in troubled waters.

No soldier wanted to be beaten or scolded.

Especially not by a notorious brute like Long Feihang.

His fists only hit two soldiers before the other soldiers, who were still pushing hard, dared not push any further.

The dozen or so soldiers at the front could finally relax.

They turned their heads and turned around at the same time: "Who was that son of a bitch talking?"

Long Feihang pointed in the direction where the voice had come from: "Ling Yazhi, was that you!"

"Was it him?" A dozen or so soldiers immediately separated the crowd and squeezed towards Ling Yazhi.

Those soldiers who were ranked second now squeezed to the very front.

They looked at the line of life and death and immediately dared not stand in front.

They all squeezed back.

The soldiers began to retreat in a chaotic manner.

Ling Yazhi watched Long Feihang squeezing towards him with red eyes.

All the soldiers around him scattered, as if they were afraid of being unlucky just by being near him.

He was so frightened that he quickly roared out: "It wasn't me! It was him! It was Man Ankang who said it."

Man Ankang's face was flushed at this time: "Don't talk nonsense! It was you who said it."

This voice was the same as the one that had just spoken.

The soldiers standing next to Man Ankang immediately scattered, completely exposing him.

Man Ankang immediately ran backwards, trying to escape.

The soldiers behind him deliberately formed a human wall, blocking him inside and preventing him from leaving.

Anyway, they were just watching the excitement, and those who watched the excitement weren't afraid of big trouble!

When Long Feihang and the dozen or so soldiers who had walked back from the front passed by Ling Yazhi,

They kicked him, causing him to stagger a few steps, and said in their mouths: "Get out of the way! A good dog doesn't block the road."

Everyone could hear the anger in his voice.

Ling Yazhi, who had been kicked, felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and quickly mixed into the majority of the soldiers, craning his neck to become a spectator.

He had really been frightened just now.

Long Feihang strode forward and grabbed Man Ankang: "Damn you, why are you so ill-intentioned?

When we were fighting the Japanese devils, why didn't you say anything?

When we were fighting the Japanese devils, why didn't you speak up?

You're speaking up now, wanting us to be at the front taking bullets, right!"

As he spoke, his other hand kept punching.

The other dozen or so soldiers who had squeezed back also started beating him.

In just a few moments, they had beaten the person who had just spoken to the ground, struggling.

Man Ankang protected his head and face, curling up like a hedgehog: "It wasn't me who said it!

It wasn't me who said it!

I won't dare again!

I won't dare again."

Looking at Man Ankang, who was already on the ground, the soldiers who had squeezed back from the front punched and kicked him a few times each.

They finally vented their anger.

Only the anger in Long Feihang's heart had nowhere to go.

He grabbed Man Ankang and dragged him towards the line of life and death that Zhen Danxiao had drawn:

"I'll use you to test it out first."

He really wanted to see if this squad leader called Zhen Danxiao dared to shoot.

If he really dared to shoot, it would be considered revenge.

If he didn't dare to shoot, he would go and take the satchel that he had remembered the location of.

As he dragged him, he shouted to the soldiers, "I wasn't afraid of death when I fought the Japanese devils, and I'm still not afraid of death now.

I'll let him try that line, and those of you who are afraid of death, get far away."

As soon as he roared, the soldiers who had just been watching the excitement immediately ran backwards.

Even the dozen or so soldiers who had been squeezed to the very front ran away.

Although Lao Zhiqiang had only said it once, the soldiers had all heard it clearly:

Within a hundred meters, survive by luck.

No one wanted to gamble on luck!

Only Long Feihang and Man Ankang were left in the original place.

Long Feihang dragged Man Ankang towards the line that Zhen Danxiao had drawn.

Man Ankang pleaded with a crying voice: "Brother Long! I know I was wrong!

Don't go over there! Don't go over there!

They really dare to shoot, they already shot just now."

Long Feihang didn't seem to hear his words at all, and just continued to drag him towards that line of life and death.

Seeing that Long Feihang had no intention of stopping at all, Man Ankang quickly shouted to Zhen Danxiao:

"Squad Leader Zhen! I didn't mean to offend you, I didn't mean to offend you.

But he pushed me over here, you saw it too, I really didn't want to cross the line myself.

I was forced.

If you want to shoot, shoot him, don't shoot me.

Ouch!"

These words angered Long Feihang, and he gave him a few more punches.

Regimental Commander Liu Wan opened his mouth, looked at Zhen Danxiao's cold face, wanted to say something, but finally turned his head back.

He ordered Long Feihang: "Long Feihang! Let him go!"

Long Feihang raised his neck: "Regimental Commander! It's too unfair, I charged the fastest when fighting the Japanese devils.

I personally killed two Japanese devils today.

I didn't get anything, and I was almost killed by him just now.

Why didn't you say anything just now?

Now, even if I die, I have to pull him over to try out whether this line is a line of life and death."

Long Feihang still respected the regimental commander, at least he didn't call himself *Laozi* in front of the regimental commander.

As he spoke, he had already dragged Man Ankang to the front of that line.

The machine gun of the fifth squad had long been aimed at the two of them.

Zhen Danxiao waved his hand, signaling the machine gun not to shoot.

He watched the two men walk over.

Although Long Feihang was angry, he still had reason. He had great strength, so he stopped at the edge of that line.

He pushed Man Ankang, whom he had dragged over, forcefully into that line.

The machine gun didn't fire, and the bomb didn't explode.

Man Ankang's face, which had just been crying, showed a post-disaster ecstasy:

"It's okay! I'm okay!"

He laughed wildly at Long Feihang, his face full of sarcasm:

"*Laozi*..."

Long Feihang looked at his smiling face, and the anger on his face had disappeared.

Replaced by the same sarcastic expression!

He saw that Zhen Danxiao, the squad leader of the special forces opposite, was already moving his gun.

Zhen Danxiao remembered the Sihang Warehouse, the first time he saw the company commander.

At that time, the company commander asked everyone to gather, but no one obeyed the order.

The company commander used two shots to establish his prestige.

He raised the rifle in his hand, pulled the trigger, and a bullet rushed out of the rifle that had long been loaded.

Zhen Danxiao didn't have Lin Fan's ability to hit wherever he pointed.

Therefore, he added two more shots.

Man Ankang looked back at Zhen Danxiao with a face full of disbelief: "Aren't you called *Zhen Danxiao* (Real Courage)?"

Long Feihang also wanted to ask the same question: "Isn't he called Zhen Danxiao?

Isn't it said that there are only wrong names, and no wrong nicknames?"

Zhen Danxiao looked at Long Feihang coldly and said, "For the sake of you killing two Japanese devils today,

*Laozi* will spare your life!"

Long Feihang immediately said, "*Laozi* didn't cross the line, shoot!"

"*Laozi* is small-minded, but *Laozi* was scared big.

If you ask me to shoot, I'll shoot, how would I save face?

You're brave, try crossing the line!"

Watching from a distance as Zhen Danxiao really shot and killed the person who crossed the line.

And it was still a person who was pushed across the line.

Everyone was silent.

Li Zhize said enviously: "This is fucking *yan chu fa sui* (words becoming law), and he still says he's small-minded.

I wonder what that Ye Dadan's courage is like."

Fu Mingcheng said: "This squad leader is too courageous. They only have a little over a hundred people, and they dared to execute the soldiers of the Sixty-Sixth Army just like that.

Aren't they afraid that the Sixty-Sixth Army will seek revenge?"

Li Heyu said enviously: "We're both squad leaders, why is there such a big gap?

If it were me, I wouldn't dare to kill anyone no matter what!"

Gu Wenwei said with a smile: "Look at their explosion just now, more than four thousand Japanese devils were blown to death.

You haven't killed as many Japanese devils as they have, so you don't have as much confidence as they do."

Li Heyu nodded in agreement: "That's also true. Didn't he say just now?

For the sake of another soldier killing two Japanese devils today, he spared him from death.

He knew that the other person was just using a knife to kill, but he was willing to be the knife in his hand.

It seems that it was just to reward him for killing two Japanese devils."

Li Zhize said in a low voice: "If we join such a team, it wouldn't be a disgrace, would it!"

Fu Mingcheng said: "Company Commander! People only invite us to join if they think highly of us.

Not to mention our company, even our fifth regiment, how many Japanese devils did we kill in Nanjing combined?

Their combat power is simply not comparable to ours."

Li Zhize kicked out, kicking a big muddy footprint on Fu Mingcheng's pants, and cursed:

"A son doesn't dislike his mother for being ugly, and a dog doesn't dislike his home for being poor. You're a soldier of the Training Corps, how can you dislike us for killing too few Japanese devils?"

"It's not shameful to have a gap, it's shameful to recognize the gap and not admit it," Fu Mingcheng said loudly as he hid to the side.

They had already seen that the crisis of the fifth squad had been resolved.

The people of Li's Eighth Company finally relaxed a little.

After hearing a gunshot earlier, Bu Hao-bo, the Staff Officer of the Sixty-Sixth Army, heard several gunshots in succession.

He became even more anxious and kept urging his warhorse to go faster.

When he and his dozen or so guards on horseback were able to see the scene,

Seeing that the soldiers of the Sixty-Sixth Army were far away from the special forces, Staff Officer Bu Hao-bo's heart relaxed at once.

It was good that there was no contact and no fighting.

When the soldiers of the Sixty-Sixth Army saw the staff officer coming, they slowly surrounded him from a distance.

When Zhen Danxiao saw that the person who came after he sent the message back was actually the staff officer of the Sixty-Sixth Army,

Not knowing what was going on, he took the initiative to walk out of the circle.

He stopped Staff Officer Bu outside the line he had drawn: "Staff Officer Bu, why are you in such a hurry? Is there anything going on?"

Staff Officer Bu Hao-bo pointed to the corpse of Man Ankang lying on the ground: "What's going on here?"

Zhen Danxiao told him in detail what had just happened.

When Staff Officer Bu came, he already knew roughly that these Japanese devils were carrying gold and silver treasures.

This was the origin of the dispute.

He also wanted to take a look at the pile of four satchels that were piled up high.

Zhen Danxiao said with a smile: "Staff Officer! Don't stimulate the brothers at this time.

Wealth should not be exposed, if you can't see it.

The brothers' emotions are stable, seeing it will make them irritable."

Army Commander Ye Zhao followed Lin Fan to Chunhua and opened his eyes again:

Half of Jurong was still under the control of the Japanese devils, so it was impossible for Lin Fan to take the anti-aircraft guns directly to Chunhua from the highway.

The anti-aircraft guns also had to be pulled by a tractor.

Army Commander Ye Zhao watched as the tractor and ten soldiers of the special forces drove the car directly from the field.

When they encountered mud pits or rice paddies, they directly paved them with wooden boards to pass through.

He also saw that there was a river about five meters wide in front, and these soldiers didn't spend three minutes.

They built a bridge over the river, and after the anti-aircraft guns passed, they immediately removed the bridge.

All the raw materials were put back on the car.

The operation and efficiency of the special forces made Army Commander Ye dumbfounded.

He said to Lin Fan, who was also riding a warhorse, "How were these soldiers trained?"

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Train every day, often run around like this, and it will be fast."

Army Commander Ye Zhao really wanted to say: "My team is also very hardworking in training."

Seeing the operation of the special forces, he was embarrassed to say it.

In fact, Army Commander Ye's Sixty-Sixth Army was very strict, and the officers and soldiers under his command were a little afraid of him.

Taishi Hongyang, the Staff Officer of the Eighty-Third Army, secretly remembered the situation of the special forces in his heart:

This is a team that can only be friends, not enemies!

He asked with a smile: "Company Commander Lin! You seem to have been prepared for a long time, the road you found seems to be the easier one between these two highways."

The actions of these soldiers of the special forces were really fast, and they were not always heading towards Chunhua.

In fact, yesterday afternoon, Feng Junya and the others had already sent people to walk along this road.

They were only passing through this distance between one highway and another.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "They did check the route in advance."

Army Commander Ye was surprised: "You knew that something would happen in Chunhua a long time ago?"

Lin Fan said with a smile: "How is that possible? We just made various preparations in advance: including the possibility that Chunhua would be unfavorable and need rapid support with heavy weapons.

They planned the route of travel in advance."

Staff Officer Taishi Hongyang also asked with a smile: "If our Eighty-Third Army also needs Company Commander Lin to go there?"

Lin Fan said with a smile: "The route has also been planned!

If the Japanese devils in Jurong are really too strong and can't be defeated.

We always have to plan the route to run first!

In our current situation, if we are really blocked here and can't enter Jurong.

We can't retreat to Nanjing, wouldn't that be waiting for death?"

"Company Commander Lin, it turns out that you also have two preparations." Army Commander Ye Zhao laughed.

"Calculate defeat before calculating victory! It's always good to make more preparations," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"I've been taught!" Staff Officer Taishi Hongyang said.

"Company Commander Lin's preparations have been thought of in all aspects. We can fight this battle more confidently."

When the vehicles drove onto the highway from Jurong to Chunhua, the speed of progress increased.

The few of them had already discussed the distribution plan. Although they were worried about Chunhua, Staff Officer Bu Hao-bo had already gone there first.

If anything happened, he should be able to suppress it.

When the three giants arrived in Chunhua, they saw that the soldiers of the Sixty-Sixth Army were still looking at the pile of satchels of the special forces.

The soldiers were gathered in groups of three or five, talking about something.

Seeing the army commander coming, Staff Officer Bu immediately walked over and told him what had just happened.

He specially looked at Lin Fan's expression, and Lin Fan still had a smile on his face.

Walking to the location where the special forces piled up their satchels, Lin Fan took a satchel with him and asked Zhen Danxiao to take a piece of Japanese devil's clothes over.

Everyone's eyes were on Lin Fan, wanting to see what he was doing.

At this time, not only the two regiments of the Sixty-Sixth Army were gathered here in Chunhua Town.

Two more regiments of the Sixty-Sixth Army and two regiments of the Eighty-Third Army, who were here to receive equipment,

Also arrived here.

Nearly ten thousand people were squeezing to see what Lin Fan was going to do.

Lin Fan poured all the things in the satchel onto the clothes.

There was a pen, a notebook, a bandage, a gold ring, and a pair of gold earrings in the satchel.

Seeing that there was gold in it, the four regiments who were late.

Thousands of soldiers all made a surprised sound.

Lin Fan poured out another satchel, and this time he poured out the one that had just aroused the greed of many soldiers.

Seeing the two bejeweled bracelets and several necklaces,

Lin Fan was also surprised: this Japanese devil was really lucky, I don't know which family's safe he robbed.

One person was able to rob so many treasures.

He picked up the bracelet and raised it high: "Everyone, where do you say these bracelets came from?"

Immediately, a soldier said: "From the Japanese devils!"

More soldiers said: "Seized from the Japanese devils!"

Zhen Danxiao said coldly: "Bullshit! Open your eyes and take a look!

Can an ordinary soldier own such treasures?

Even this ring, these earrings!

Can an ordinary soldier own them?

These are the property of the people of Nanjing!

They were snatched from them by the Japanese devils, look at the inner ring of this ring, there is still dried blood.

It is obvious that the Japanese devils killed people and then cut off their fingers to take them off."

At this time, Zhen Danxiao picked up the ring and handed it to Ye Zhao, the army commander, to see.

Army Commander Ye Zhao looked at it, nodded, and handed it down.

The ring was passed around in the hands of the soldiers.

No one mentioned it, and these soldiers didn't pay attention.

Now that someone pointed it out, they immediately saw it.

Immediately, someone said: "Sure enough, they killed people in Nanjing City?"

Lin Fan said: "I just heard that in order to grab these spoils,

One person died.

This person did not die on the battlefield fighting the Japanese devils.

But died here, this is the greatest shame!

But I want to say: well done!

Those who fight wars on the sidelines, grab at the front.

Those who charge in the back and grab money in the front should have such an ending.

All these spoils are to be turned over to the public.

To be used to fight the Japanese devils.

Fighting the Japanese devils is not something that one company of special forces can do.

Nor can it be accomplished by one unit alone.

On the way here, Army Commander Ye Zhao, Staff Officer Taishi Hongyang, we have already discussed it, but we still have time to solicit Company Commander Li's opinion."

Li Zhize quickly said: "Company Commander Lin is flattering me, I support any decision you three make."

Lin Fan nodded to him with a smile: "We have discussed it, each soldier in all participating teams will be given five legal tender.

This all participating soldiers are not only the thousands of you who are fighting in Chunhua.

But all the more than 20,000 of us in Jurong will be given!"

The soldiers nearby heard Lin Fan's words clearly, and the four regiments of soldiers who had just arrived in Chunhua immediately cheered.

The soldiers of Liu Wan and Liu Yong's two regiments also cheered.

Lin Fan learned the appearance of the leaders in the TV and pressed his hands down.

Sure enough, the cheers slowly subsided.

He continued: "So, today all the soldiers who have picked up these things on the battlefield.

Consciously put the things here."

After a pause, he saw that the expressions of many people among the soldiers became rich.

Those soldiers who had picked up things just now and thought they would get five dollars also knew that they had lost money at this time.

Long Feihang became happy at this time: "That's right! How can those who charge at the very front suffer losses?"

When he said this, Company Commander Li Zhize took the initiative to step forward and poured the satchel in his hand onto the clothes on the ground.

What came out of it was a gold necklace and two silver bracelets.

He said with a smile: "I also swept back a satchel."

After the things were poured out, he threw the satchel on top of the pile of satchels.

The company commander took the initiative to put the satchel on, and the officers and soldiers of Li's Eighth Company behind him immediately poured up.

They poured out the things in the satchel one after another, and then threw the satchel into a pile.

Lin Fan said to Company Commander Li with a smile: "Well done! You are worthy of being a soldier from the Training Corps."

One sentence made the soldiers of Li's Eighth Company feel proud at once, and the feeling of some heartache just now was balanced a lot.

Lin Fan continued: "Those who take it out themselves are cleaning the battlefield, which is a behavior that is worth advocating and praising.

If it is reported and searched out, don't blame the military law for being merciless!

The consequences?

There is a specimen here!"

Everyone looked at the specimen Lin Fan was talking about.

If Man Ankang had a coffin, lying in the coffin!

Knowing that he was once again being put forward as a warning material, the coffin lid would definitely not be able to hold it down.

Many soldiers of Liu Wan's regiment were looking at Kou Zimo.

Among these soldiers, there were those like Long Feihang who didn't pick up anything.

There were also those soldiers who picked up satchels.

Of course, the soldiers who didn't pick up anything had to supervise Kou Zimo to hand over the gold ingots.

The soldiers who picked up things also had to watch Kou Zimo hand over the things.

Seeing that other people's losses were greater than their own, they would not feel so distressed.

Everyone's eyes were on him, Kou Zimo coldly made a difficult choice:

He walked silently towards Lin Fan's position.

The soldiers who had been surrounding him silently made way for him.

Walking closer to the clothes, looking at the many gold ornaments that had been piled up on it and emitted a golden light,

Kou Zimo gritted his teeth and carefully placed the satchel close to the ground, gently pouring out the things in the bag.

Those soldiers who had been watching his movements saw that what he poured out was not only five gold ingots, but also three large silver ingots, a bracelet, and several necklaces and earrings.

Lin Fan said to him with a smile: "This brother has cleaned up so many things and can take the initiative to turn them over to the public.

This spirit is very worthy of advocacy, serious when cleaning the battlefield, brave when fighting.

This is the real warrior in our team."

Long Feihang said hatefully: "Damn it, he picked up so many things, but he was reluctant to give *Laozi* a gold ingot just now."

The other soldiers of the Sixty-Sixth Army saw that Kou Zimo had turned in so many things in his satchel.

They no longer hesitated and queued up to hand over the satchels.