Devil's Army

I haven't been to the infirmary for a long time. There was nothing to do in the evening, so Leng Feng paced and walked to the infirmary.

The infirmary has trained a number of nurses, but only Yuan Wanting can perform major surgeries. His former special forces team members can help Yuan Wanting with other minor surgeries.

I walked through the ward and came to the office. Yuan Wanting was lying there looking at something.

Hearing the unusual noise, Yuan Wanting looked up, saw Leng Feng, and asked, "Is he here?"

“Yes, it’s coming.” Then there was silence.

Later, Leng Feng broke the silence and asked:

"How is Liu Cuihua now?"

"Still the same, not very talkative, rarely smiles. Always likes to stay in the cemetery after work."

"Let's go and take a look together?" Leng Feng asked.

Yuan Wanting obediently closed the notebook that the nurse had handed to her, stood up, and walked out of the infirmary with Leng Feng.

After leaving the infirmary, Yuan Wanting and Leng Feng walked side by side, but the space between them was wide enough to accommodate two or three more people.

"I heard that Wulang's Second Regiment suffered heavy casualties this time?" Yuan Wanting asked.

"A regiment was reduced to a battalion." Leng Feng nodded and said, "This time the Japanese sent out more than 30,000 people. If it weren't for the narrow path, the Japanese army couldn't deploy. Even the entire Second Brigade couldn't stop them."

"Have the new recruits been replenished for him this time?"

"It takes a long time for the new recruits to train and become combat-ready. I transferred a battalion of veterans from other units to them, and asked them to train the new recruits and hone their skills in actual combat!"

"Will the Japs launch another attack so soon?"

"The leader of this team is the Sakamoto Division, who is best at launching a surprise attack. And our intelligence shows that they have not returned to Jinzhou at all, but are resting in Rehe and constantly replenishing combat supplies. They may launch a surprise attack at any time."

Leng Feng and the other man were talking when a young woman hurriedly walked by them with a basket of dumplings. She also looked like she was going to the cemetery.

The young woman was indeed going to the cemetery, and she put down the basket in front of a tombstone.

Liu Cuihua was indeed in the cemetery. Leng Feng and the others did not follow her, but stood behind a big tree.

Liu Cuihua had seen this young woman in this cemetery many times, but she had never greeted her before. This time, she stepped forward and said:

"Your man?"

"Hmm," the young woman said, and tears began to flow out.

Liu Cuihua didn't shed any tears. It had been so long and she had already shed all the tears she needed to shed.

Liu Cuihua sat next to the young woman and did not comfort her, but gently patted her back with her right hand.

The young woman's tears flowed more, but she did not cry out loud. She told her story slowly.

She came from Xinjing. Her mother died of complications during childbirth, and her father raised her with great difficulty. That day, her father, who was herding sheep for a rich man, lost two sheep and fled from Xinjing overnight.

I don't know if it was because of shock or something else, but her father died of illness on the way to escape. She fled alone to the entrance of the village where her husband lived, and fainted from hunger. Her husband carried her home and saved her life. Then she married her husband naturally.

Her husband's family had a small piece of land, and he and her brother-in-law often went out hunting. They thought their life would go on peacefully, but one day a group of Japanese pioneers came and robbed their land. Her parents-in-law went up to argue, but were beaten to death by the Japanese pioneers. The villagers surrounded the pioneers and called the police. But the police came and tried to smooth things over. They said that the dead cannot be resurrected and they should not make a big deal out of it. They also let the two Japanese pioneers who fired the guns go.

My husband and brother-in-law were so angry that they took their shotguns and found an opportunity to kill the two Japanese from the pioneer group, and then dragged me to the tribe. My husband and brother-in-law went to the army, and I worked in the glass factory.

My man has always been better than my brother-in-law. He always hunts more than him. When he was in the army, he was promoted from a squad leader to a platoon leader and then a company commander.

Later, when the artillerymen were selected, my brother-in-law successfully became an artilleryman and for a time overshadowed my man.

My husband heard that they are selecting tank soldiers now, and he told me that after this war he will sign up to be a tank soldier to regain the limelight.

The young woman kept looking at the tombstone and talking in ecstasy, as if she was talking to her man.

At this point, the young woman choked up and said, "Who knew that the war was not over yet, and my brother-in-law only brought back my man's red underwear. That red underwear was bought by my man the year we got married. He said he wanted my life to be more and more prosperous in the future."

"So what are your plans for the future?" Liu Cuihua asked, patting the young woman on the back again.

"I don't have any plans. Jiaojiao has just started primary school. The army gave her a lot of pension, and I also have a job in a glass factory. I will raise Jiaojiao by myself."

The young woman sobbed and continued, "When Jiaojiao grows up, I tell her not to marry a soldier. I'll worry about him all the time and be heartbroken when something happens to him." After she finished speaking, the young woman's sobbing turned into crying.

Leng Feng silently handed the paper to Yuan Wanting, who was already in tears at this time.

After crying bitterly, the young woman took out a tank made of cardboard and bamboo from the basket and said to Liu Cuihua:

"My brother-in-law asked his comrades to do this for me. I burned it for my man and asked him to beat up those beasts down there."

When the young woman was about to burn the beautifully crafted tank, she suddenly screamed, "Oh no, I forgot! Damn it!"

"What's wrong, sister?" Liu Cuihua asked in confusion.

"I forgot to ask them to help me make shells. How can the tanks fight the Japanese without shells? If we can't defeat the Japanese, my man will be bullied again." After saying this, the young woman was so anxious that she was about to cry again.

At this time, Yuan Wanting wiped her tears and walked over.

As soon as Liu Cuihua saw Yuan Wanting, she stood up and called out, "President Yuan."

The young woman looked at Yuan Wanting helplessly.

Yuan Wanting walked gently to the young woman, squatted down, and said to her softly: "The tank shells are placed inside the tank and cannot be seen from the outside. A tank has 100 shells.

100 shots, the young woman stretched out her hands to count. Yuan Wanting gently pulled down the young woman's hands and asked:

“How much do you make a month at the glass factory?”

"I earn 15 dollars a month at the glass factory."

"Oh, then 100 is equivalent to you working in the glass factory for more than half a year."

"There are so many?" the young woman asked in surprise.

Yuan Wanting nodded and said, "We will help you burn it for your man, and let him beat those beasts to death down there."

The young woman nodded, holding the paper tank in her right hand, and Yuan Wanting and Liu Cuihua helped to light the paper tank.

Leng Feng looked at the three of them, then slowly turned and left.