Although it was very difficult to complete, the trench was completed in more than forty minutes. However, the trench was really not a fool as the monkey said. No matter where the water in the trench was filled with small tui, and the originally soft soil at the bottom of the trench suddenly turned into mud, making people feel that it was difficult to move forward.

There is no doubt that this situation will greatly affect our combat effectiveness. It is conceivable that in such a trenches, it is difficult for us to complete rapid movements and transport ammunition and supplies. If a certain part of the front line is broken through by the Japanese, it will be difficult for us to provide reinforcements quickly.

However, these are the issues we had to consider when we were young. What upset us the most now is...These accumulated water is all salty water. Some people think we would not drink this water at first, so it is no difference whether it is salty or light. But only those of us who are immersed know that the difference is very big, because our feet will inevitably soak in the water even when we squat down. The sticky body and salty water will absorb water from our bodies, which makes the soldiers feel very uncomfortable.

This situation has never happened to us before. In the past, we mostly fought street battles with Japanese devils in the city, but I knew very well that this was just the beginning.

As the saying goes, when the roof leaks, it rains at night. The weather by the sea changes as soon as it is sunny just now, and it rains heavily in a blink of an eye.

"Protect weapons and pay attention to moisture protection!" This was an order given to us by the education chief before the rain. It was not until then that I realized that the weapons of this era may not be fired or affect the accuracy after being soaked in water. This is undoubtedly the most important thing, so the soldiers and I had to wrap the weapons and ammunition with the only rain cloth on our bodies.

The raindrops hit us, and it hurts like beans in the sky. It is a trivial matter to be wet. After all, it is just a matter of taking a shower for us. What is even more unbearable is that the water in the trench quickly filled up as the rain came to a close. There was even a small ditch that flowed down from a high place and changed direction and poured directly into our trench because the water flow was too high. For a moment, the trench was like a ditch, and the water flow without the paint was constantly washed away by the water power...

Although the soldiers didn't say anything, I could tell from their tired and bored faces that they were not used to this environment. Who could get used to it? Most of them were young men who were spoiled by the children, and even those veterans who were instructors couldn't stand it, let alone them.

Later I learned about the rain, the water and the muddy and soft soil... It is not only not a bad thing for us, but also a good thing.

"Responsible Company Commander!" Just as I was struggling with the accumulated water under the rain on my head, Battalion Commander Li raised his head at me and pointed at a broken house several hundred meters away and said, "Bring a few people and blow up the house for me!" "Yes!" I responded without any emotion, waved my hand and took the platoon leader of the pool and a few soldiers to pack it with explosives.

The reason why I chose Platoon Commander Chi is that I, as the company commander, really has no combat experience, and sometimes I need someone like Platoon Commander Chi to give me some reminders or suggestions.

There is no doubt that Battalion Commander Li's order was correct, because this house could block our sight and provide good cover for the attacking Japanese army. I originally thought there was no difficulty in this matter,

But it’s just that we can blow up the broken house. Even if we dare to blow up the tanks in Japan, we can’t blow up this house that will be with us?

However, when we arrived at the goal, we found that things would not be as simple as we imagined. The wooden door of this house was locked from the inside, and it was obvious that there were still people living inside!

I looked at the soldiers, then walked up to the door and patted the door and shouted, "Membersman! Membersman... Is there anyone inside?"

After calling for a few minutes, no one agreed, so I wondered if this family had played a trick before leaving and locked the door inside. Just as the soldiers were about to smash the door open, the wooden door creaked and opened.

In front of us was a teenage boy, wearing ripped clothes everywhere, with messy hair and dark face. If there was a clean area on his body, it could be said that his eyes were his. At this time, they were looking at us in horror, and they were timidly only half of their bodies out of the crack in the door, as if they wanted to close the door immediately when they found that something was wrong.

"Little brother!" I walked up and asked, "Where are your parents? You are the only one at home?" The boy didn't answer and just looked at the gun in my hand...

I put my rifle behind me, slowed down my tone and said, "Little brother, don't be afraid. We are Chinese, our own troops. We are here to fight the Japanese devils!"

The boy still didn't say anything, but the hostility in his eyes eased a lot, obviously he believed what I said.

"Where are your parents?" I asked again, "Are they at home?"

The boy opened the door and let us go to the side. I signaled to the soldiers behind me, leaving two people to watch outside and took the platoon leader and a few others in.

As soon as we entered the room, we smelled an unpleasant odor. At first we thought it was the smell of rotten food, so we didn't care, but after we followed the boy into a room, we were suddenly stunned!

There were two corpses in the room that were already swollen. It was vaguely recognized that it was a man and a woman who were tied to the back of the head and stuffed with rags in her mouth. There were several knife wounds on her stomach, like a bayonet stabbing, and her intestines flowed all over the floor. Dozens of big green-headed flies were buzzing around them.

The woman was lying naked on the chuáng. She didn't have to think about what had happened here. "Wow!" A soldier rushed out of the room and vomited heavily. The other soldiers didn't look at him and couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

Although I have seen many dead bodies now, I am still shocked by the tragic scene in front of me.

This is different from the corpses we saw on the battlefield when the enemy we killed on the battlefield. On the battlefield, we were willing to accept the loss and fought each other. Both sides of the war either killed me or I killed you. But this was the massacre of the other party without any ability to resist. I could almost imagine the fear, scream, and pain of this husband...

"Grandma's!" The platoon leader grabbed the boy and asked, "Little brother, tell me if this is what Japanese did? Where are they?"

The boy didn't speak or shed tears, just stared at us blankly. Perhaps, his tears had already dried up in the past few days.

"Little brother!" Platoon leader Chi continued to ask, "Don't be afraid, tell uncle, uncle, help you avenge you!" "Don't ask!" I shook my head and said, "Didn't you see the corpse going like that?

I haven’t known where I’ve been going!”

Platoon Commander Chi is not such a stupid person. He was just angry and anxious to settle the score with him. He didn't expect this at all. He was reminded by me. He only reacted with anger and took off his military cap and threw it on the ground, cursing fiercely: "Grandma, if I want me to catch them, I must record the skins of these Japanese soldiers!" Later I learned that the boy was Zhang Shi, and everyone in my family called him Xiao Shitou, and this name was together with Na Shilei. The one who came into his house to do this animal behavior were several Japanese soldiers from the 11th Division who broke out from Shanghai. Xiao Shitou survived because he hid under the chuáng, but he also witnessed all this.

It was obvious that Xiao Shitou was frightened. Because his home was so remote that no one in the town noticed it, until we knocked on his door...

When the soldiers wanted to pull the boy out of the house, he finally spoke. However, the first thing he said was "I won't leave."

No matter how hard the soldiers tried their best, they couldn't convince the boy, even if the soldiers told him that the Japanese devils would come soon, we would blow up the room. This made us understand his stone-like temper for the first time.

"Little brother!" Finally, I stood in front of him and asked, "What's the name?" "Stone!" The boy's answer was brief and persistent, as if he was telling me that he would never leave the house that gave birth to him and raised him.

"Stone!" I gritted my teeth and said, "If you don't leave, you will be the same as your parents. Aren't you afraid?" "No!" Shi Tou's eyes told me that he was really not afraid, and this seemed to be exactly what he wanted...

Actually, I guessed that he would answer this early in the morning. I think this is also the reason why he never left the house.

So I continued to ask, "You are not afraid, but if you die at the hands of the Japanese, who will avenge your parents? I think your parents try every means to protect you, not to let you die at the hands of the Japanese so unknown!"

Shitou was stunned when he heard this, and then tears soon appeared in his eyes.

I patted his shoulder and said, "Follow us! Kill the Japanese to avenge your parents!" "Kill the Japanese to avenge you! Kill the Japanese to avenge you" Shi Tou murmured to himself several times, and finally couldn't help crying...

So I knew he had made a decision. Now he was with us, and even if we were to get rid of it, we wouldn't be able to drive it away.

I'm not sure if my approach is appropriate. Although I am trying to take them out of danger as soon as possible, but letting a child's heart be filled with hatred and hope of revenge, how much fun will he have in his future life?
Chapter completed!