Chapter 714 For the majority

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In the dense forest that covers the sky and the sun, the brigade of workers slowly moved in the frost grass covered with white frost. Those who were exhausted could be seen everywhere. From time to time, some dying workers would be seen lying on both sides of the team, looking desperately at their companions passing by with difficulty asking for help.

After more than 200 kilometers of trekking, the already weak body became even weaker and could no longer move forward.

The temporary rescue team was too busy. Some workers who were in good health had spontaneously organized to help those weak friends, but as the journey extended, they felt increasingly unable to do so. Many people failed to help others but were exhausted and became new people in need of assistance.

Reality is cruel and ruthless, forcing workers to have to seek self-protection first.

"Please take me with you, I don't want to die here..." A laborer who couldn't walk but was unwilling to be left behind whispered.

Most of the people in the queue were silent, lowered their heads and walked past their begging companions. Only one or two "kind" laborers comforted him, "Wait a minute, there is a containment team behind them."

In fact, the containment team was already overwhelmed and could not accommodate so many fallen people. In desperation, they could only comfort them or leave a few pieces of dry food and then hurriedly left.

The team is not allowed to stop or stop. They are not wandering around in the wild, they are running for life. They must maintain a certain speed.

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, which escorted this labor force, was the last group of left-behind troops of Anbin Column led by Zhang Fangrong. After Ma Qian'an led the main force to the Daxinganling Mountains, the troops had been fighting with the enemy in the Little Xinganling Mountains for more than half a year. While killing the enemy in large numbers, they also suffered great losses. The territory continued to shrink. At the critical pass, they received an order from the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces headquarters to give up this area and escort 20,000 workers northward. Zhang Fangrong firmly implemented the order.

Zhang Fangrong was originally the chief of staff of the Anbin Column. This time, the cadre was transferred to the position of deputy chief of staff of the Fourth Route Army and promoted to half a level.

He had already traveled more than 200 kilometers, broke through several unknown enemy troops, and bypassed several large groups of Japanese devils in the mountains. Zhang Fangrong finally led his team to approach the Hakka-Hei Railway. According to the plan, Ma Qian'an led the support troops to break the railway blockade here and waited for the workers to pass the railway line.

After passing the Harbin-Hei Railway, the severe test is still coming. You have to go forward one hundred roads to break through the Qiren Railway before you can enter a relatively safe area and head north calmly.

"Contact Commander Ma and say we will reach the railway line in two more hours. Is the road smooth?" Zhang Fangrong squatted on the ground, gestured on the map with his fingers, and calmly gave orders to the telecommunications soldiers.

The call was returned soon. Ma Qian'an had led the tenth detachment to the north side of the Harbin-Hei Railway, secretly hiding about one kilometer away from the railway line, waiting for the arrival of the brigade's husband. He ordered Zhang Fangrong to gather the team and wait for the ticket train from Heihe to Harbin at 5:30 pm to pass, and then lead the team through the railway.

Zhang Fangrong didn't think much about it. As long as Commander Ma ordered to do this, the problem of passing through the railway would not be big. As for the Japanese set up a roaming whistle along the railway line, he didn't need to worry about it. What he should worry about was how to quietly gather such a large labor force and keep them quiet.

Although the forward has arrived not far from the railway line, the rear team is still more than ten kilometers away. It takes less than two or three hours to gather them together.

Zhang Fangrong raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He felt that time was a little tight, so he immediately ordered the communications troop to contact the rear team.

The person in charge of the fifth brigade behind the palace was Zhao Qingshan, the captain of the brigade. This man who was still a laborer half a year ago and the leader participated in the riot had a lot of affection for the laborer. After the walkie-talkie was connected, he could not wait to ask Zhang Fangrong for instructions.

"Chief of Staff, I have more and more patients, and many people can't walk anymore. Can you slow down?"

The answer to him was Zhang Fangrong's silence.

"Hey? Chief of Staff are you listening?"

"No nonsense! I will see the back team and the containment team appear in front of me within three hours."

"But……"

"No, this is a dead order! We must be responsible for those who can survive!"

Zhao Qingshan argued: "But if they were given one more day off, many people would be able to recover their energy."

"Shut up! Execute the order immediately!"

The answer to Zhao Qingshan was an undisputed roar.

After walking down from the mountain that was convenient for communication, Zhao Qingshan was speechless, his eyes filled with tears. He knew that the situation was urgent and the labor force could not enjoy too much rest time, but as he watched the laborers who were constantly falling behind and looking at their desolate eyes, he could not help but beg Zhang Fangrong.

The workers who fell behind were only snatched from the Japanese recently. They had no time to recuperate, but they still followed the team with great expectations.

"Let's go! Let's go! You can go to a safe place in a few more days. When I arrive, I will ask everyone to sleep on the hot kang. The white wine tube is enough to fill the meat tube!"

Some patients who were slumped on the ground lit up their eyes, and they barely moved their bodies, struggled for a while and collapsed again, and their eyes dimmed again.

Zhao Qingshan's encouraging words did not work much. Their bodies were already exhausted and could no longer withstand the long-distance marches.

A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion stretched out his thin arm to Zhao Qingshan and asked in a weak voice: "Captain Zhao, leave me a grenade."

Zhao Qingshan finally couldn't help it and leaned over and carried the middle-aged man on the ground. The middle-aged man struggled with all his last strength and said, "I can't do it anymore... Let me go, you can't save me, let me die. If you are lucky, you can wait for the Japanese devils, cough... cough... I can still exchange him for his life."

Zhao Qingshan ignored the pleas of the middle-aged man on his back and insisted on walking forward with him on his back. Within a few dozen steps, Zhao Qingshan felt a sank on his back. He immediately realized that the middle-aged man had "left". This was the third worker who died on his back.

Zhao Qingshan suddenly burst into tears.

Such a marching is too expensive. But without such speed, they will be caught up and killed by the Japanese, and they will all die. The Japanese Japanese killed, my god, my god!

There is a small fortress every kilometer or so along the railway. Each fortress has three or five Japanese sentinels, and each fortress has a telephone. The telephone lines pulled from the telephone lines arranged along the railway line float in the breeze.

The 10th detachment had been hiding nearby for several hours. The soldiers of the Special Forces Brigade were responsible for dealing with the Japanese sentinels along the railway.

After being expanded and upgraded to a brigade, Zhang Xiaohua still served as the captain.

The train rumbling across this area at 5:30 on time. After the lights, the railway returned to quietness and darkness, and only dim lights were emitted from the small fortress.

With the help of the train's cover of noise, five groups lurked into the dark night not far from the five fortresses.

Dull reports came from Zhang Xiaohua's walkie-talkie.

“Group A is in place.”

"Group C is in place."

"Team Ding is in place."

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Chapter completed!