Dong Limao and Li Yuanyuan fell asleep on the bumpy truck. When the two were awakened by the noisy sound, the truck had already stopped.

The driver was not in the car, and the rain kept drizzling. Outside the car window, there were roars of trucks, shouts from people, and crackling sounds of foot stepping on mud and water...

Li Yuanyuan put on Dong Limao's coat and pushed open the car door and got out of the car. Dong Limao followed her naked and jumped down. She saw a huge square full of trucks. Maybe some local residents were mixed with soldiers and unloading supplies from the carriage.

"Company Commander Dong, you and the female commander are sleeping so well, I can't bear to wake you up..." The truck driver brought a few people over, as if preparing to unload the goods.

"What is this?" Dong Limao looked around and raised his hand to wipe the rain from his face.

"This is the material transfer station of the Fifth Army Military Control Commission, and it should be not far from where you are going." The driver replied.

Zhu Yongsheng and the others jumped out of the back car one by one. Zhang Dali seemed to be motion sickness, squatting on the back wheel and vomiting, and Hu San was patting his back.

"Erzhao, go and ask, how to get to the military headquarters? It's better to find a guide and get a car." Dong Limao issued a decisive order: "Old Zhu, take a few brothers to find the people in charge here, get a few raincoats... The others will find a place to shelter from the rain..."

The driver opened the door of the rear compartment and asked someone to unload the goods. He walked to Dong Limao and Li Yuanyuan and said, "Company Commander Dong, lead the brothers to kill more Japanese! Beat him up to death! If I am twenty years younger, I will follow you to kill Japanese... After unloading the goods, I have to rush back to the gem pit military supplies station overnight..."

In this kind of weather, it is impossible for Japanese planes to bomb. There are lanterns everywhere. Some wounded people are carried on trucks that have been unloaded, and some trucks have already started driving on the road. The entire transit station is messy, and the mud and water splashed on the wheels of passing vehicles are more than one person high, spilling on the people carrying supplies, but no one pays attention to the mud and water on their bodies. Everyone seems to be used to it or numb. Compared to death, what is the amount of mud and water on their bodies?

After a while, Wang Jiagui led a soldier to come: "Company Commander, the military guard regiment is located in Donggua City, and there are still more than ten miles away. I found a guide to the road, and he promised to drive us over."

Zhu Yongsheng and his brothers not only found raincoats, but also found some compressed biscuits and a kettle for drinking water.

In the car heading to the guard regiment, no one spoke, and everyone's mood was extremely heavy, just like a rainy night, wet and stuffy.

This is a small truck without tarpaulin. Dong Limao asked Li Yuanyuan and the driver to sit in the cab. He stayed in the back compartment with eleven brothers, wearing raincoats, and didn't feel cold.

Dong Limao looked at everyone's solemn faces. He could feel their mood at this moment and understand why they were like this. More than 100 people in nine consecutive places died in battle.

The car drove on the muddy road for about an hour and entered Donggua City. Dong Limaoun realized how cruel the fierce battle that happened not long ago was from the ruins and rubble under the headlights.

This is where the great-grandfather led the brothers of the Ninth Company tore open the Japanese defense line.

Dong Limao's mood seemed to be infected by the emotions of the others. Looking at the city ravaged by the war, he deeply realized the fear of being in the war.

Now this important transportation center in Myanmar has been controlled by the Expeditionary Force, but Dong Limao knows better than anyone else that the Expeditionary Force will not be stationed here for long. He glanced at the eleven brothers who were silent and silent, and a burden that he had never felt before seemed to be pressing on him invisibly, with heavy body. Although he knew that he could not change the situation of failure, he had the responsibility to do his best to protect them, let them follow him, fight with the Japanese army tenaciously and wisely, reduce casualties as much as possible, and let more people survive.

Dong Limao secretly swore in his heart: Nothing else, even for the life and death brothers of great-grandfather, I will bear it!

Dong Limao is no longer the Dong Limao who just woke up in the hospital. At that time, he was just a boy scout who traveled from a spoiled 21st century to the 1940s. He has now been forced into a man by Li Yuanyuan, a female spy chief. In just one night, he transformed from a boy scout into a real man who is both wise and brave, fearless of death. Even he himself could not believe that this was true. But the day and night he experienced truly told him that this was not a video game or a dream in a warm bed, but a real gun and ammunition to fight with the little Japanese. All this was something that his peers could not experience in the era he lived in.

Just as he said to Donggua Pan Guangzu: Killing is the most disgusting thing in the world, but what is even more disgusting is that when you kill the first person, you will invisibly have the urge to kill more people in your heart!

Such a philosophical language cannot be expressed by anyone who has not experienced it personally, and even those who have experienced it may not be able to speak it. Otherwise, it would not be his turn to Dong Limao to say this.

Donggua City on a rainy night has no breath of life. It is like a dead city under the darkness.

Wherever the car passed, there was no trace of people, only rotten corpses that could be seen everywhere. Judging from the distant clothes, most of these rotten corpses were soldiers, and a small number were civilians.

How many Japanese troops will be among them? Dong Limao thought that he learned from limited historical materials that the Donggua Battle killed more than 5,000 enemies and captured more than 400 people. Although the historical materials failed to find the death and injury data of the Expeditionary Force in this battle, it can be estimated from the data of the Japanese casualties alone that the expeditionary forces will not suffer fewer officers and soldiers than the Japanese army in this battle. In any tough battle, the losses of the siege side will not be less than the defending city. This is an indisputable fact of war since ancient times.

The wild dogs who tore up the rotten corpses were frightened by the headlights and ran away with fright.

Dong Limao's nostrils smelled a foul smell that was more powerful than the other, which was more than a thousand times stronger than the dead rat.

Li Yuanyuan was so smoldered by the stinky smell that she kept retching, and she tightly covered her mouth and nose with her palms. Perhaps she had never seen such a miserable scene and smelled such a disgusting stench of corpses.

Fortunately, it was rainy and in the car, otherwise the stench would suffocate the person.

More than ten minutes later, the smell of corpse finally disappeared, and the car drove onto a street with lights on both sides of the houses.

The car stopped at the entrance of a large yard at the end of the street. On both sides of the door, there were two soldiers standing guard, one of whom came forward.

"Which part of you are?"

"Spy Service Company!" Zhu Yongsheng stood up and replied.

The sentry pulled up the bolt with a thunderous sound and raised the gun to aim at Zhu Yongsheng. Zhu Yongsheng was so scared that he quickly squatted down. Another sentry also knelt on one knee, raised the gun to aim at the people in the carriage. As long as someone moved, he would shoot without hesitation.

"Stay in the car and don't move!" The sentry shouted.

Seeing that this situation was a little wrong, Dong Limao raised his hands above his head, slowly stood up, and shouted: "I am the spy company commander Dong Jiacheng! Come to the regiment headquarters to report..."

"Do you think of us as dead people? Who are you lying to? Who doesn't know that the spy company has been disbanded and reorganized! There is no company commander named Dong in the regiment!" The sentry did not believe Dong Limao's words.

"Dissolved? Reorganized?" Dong Limao was confused and thought to himself: A commander of the Five Army cannot make such an international joke, right?

"Stop talking nonsense! Stand and don't move! Otherwise I'll shoot!"

Dong Limao could not bear such humiliation. He was pointed at by a soldier standing guard with a gun. He was furious and jumped out of the car, shouting loudly: "Come on! I aim at grandpa, I! Don't dare to shoot you, you are my grandson! Come on..." He slapped his chest with a bang, like a desperate, step by step towards the soldier holding the gun.

"You... stand for me... another step forward... I... I really shot... don't come over..." The soldier was so scared by Dong Limao's momentum that his hands were trembling, and he was speechless. Dong Limao took a step forward, he took a step back and retreated to the gate, tripped by the steps, and fell on the bluestone covered with rain.

Zhu Yongsheng and the others fucked the guy and stood up while Dong Limao jumped out of the car. Wang Jiagui aimed at the sentry kneeling on one knee. As long as Dong Limao gave the order, he would take the lead in knocking the guy down.

Li Yuanyuan also got out of the car, pulled out her pistol, and prepared to shoot at the sentry retreating. She was protecting Dong Limao.

The two sentries were so scared by the formation that they didn't know what to do for a moment.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the yard, followed by a group of soldiers wearing steel helmets and carbines on their hands rushing out of the gate and surrounding Dong Limao and the people on the truck.

"No movement is allowed..." Zhu Yongsheng shouted.

Zhang Dali held the Japanese light machine gun in both hands and shouted: "Who dares to touch the company leader? I'll shoot him so badly!"

Hu San jumped out of the car and stood in front of Dong Limao. He was in a state of savior, staring at the soldiers surrounding Dong Limao with his eyes, without fear.

"Don't be impulsive, everyone." Dong Limao waved his hand and said loudly: "It's all his brothers. Our guns should be directed at the Japanese devils! We shouldn't be aimed at their brothers!" He was deeply moved by Hu San's actions, and patted Hu San's head in front of him and said: "You must not worry about me, I can't die." He felt that calling Hu San's "Little Beard" was very kind, just like calling his classmate Tu Hongbo and winter melon without any sense of distance.

Hu San turned around and came back to smile at Dong Limao, saying, "Company Commander, you also gave me a nickname. Brothers all have nicknames, but I don't. Now, I, like my brothers, have a nickname, haha..." His face was as innocent as a child, as if Dong Limao gave him a nickname to him.

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