I want to be a good person

The grenade exploded, and in the minds of the retreating people, the machine gun must have exploded as well.

Zhang Aiguo held Captain Jiang and divided the soldiers into three groups, which took turns to cover the retreat.

"Yougen, you hit another tank, you can be promoted to captain. When we return to Nanjing, I will report your military exploits to you, and you can just wait for the promotion and reward!"

As Captain Jiang was talking, his spirit gradually became weaker. He had lost too much blood, and his face looked unchanged because of the dust.

Zhang Aiguo gave him a simple bandage to treat the bullet wound.

Since sulfa was invented by German Domagk in 1932, it has been produced by Western countries such as Germany, the United States, and the United Kingdom. Its only drawback is that it is expensive.

As the war expanded and the Japanese navy imposed a blockade, sulfa drugs became more and more expensive, costing several dollars per pill.

Due to the Battle of Shanghai, Zhang Aiguo had not yet had time to go to the Zero Yuan Shopping Center and could only wait patiently at the dock on the Huangpu River.

We soon arrived at the shore, where a wooden fishing boat was waiting.

“Quick, quick, quick!”

The tragedy of the navy, the annihilation of the entire army, and the blockage of the waterway brought time for retreat.

The water surface returned to calm, the Yangtze River rolled eastward, and countless heroic souls were hidden in it.

"Commander, have a cigarette!"

Zhang Aiguo cleaned Captain Jiang's wound with wine and applied Bailingdan.

"Didn't you say you didn't have any?"

"No, I picked it up."

I looked up and saw that the other person's eyes were suspicious.

"Oh! I didn't explain it to you, Commander, please don't disbelieve me!"

The officers and soldiers who escaped had cigarettes with a strong smell in their mouths. They were full of thoughts, silent and unwilling to speak. Perhaps they were thinking of their dead brothers and comrades, even those they had just met.

Zhang Aiguo lit up the three Daqianmen candles, bowed, and felt heavy in his heart. Could he sneak into Nanjing?

Another battle in Nanjing?

As for background checks, Zhabei has been razed to the ground, so where can we check? I am not worried about that.

There were no beacons, light posts, lighthouses or surveying poles along the coast, and I think they had all been demolished.

If we had the ruthless determination to clear the countryside, the Japanese would have had a harder time holding on. Unfortunately...

The ship docked and the 16 officers and soldiers looked at each other. The dock was still bustling!

The front is tight, the back is tight!

There is a deputy regiment commander, a company commander, and next in line is Zhang Aiguo, who has the highest military rank.

At the place where the defeated soldiers were being gathered, the military police were registering their respective troop information.

The military police wear an M35 helmet on their heads and a cloth patch on their left arms with the word "Military Police" on it.

Y-shaped shoulder strap, Kowloon belt with 12 bullet bags, Mauser M1932 box gun, and some are carrying machine guns, I don’t know if it is MP18 or SIG M1920.

At this time, the military police were not only the police in the army, but also integrated party affairs, espionage, regular affairs and emergency response, and reached the peak of power.

"Name, unit number?"

"Wu Yougen, former private second class of the third squad, third platoon, third company of the Jiangyin Fortress Garrison Battalion"

"Originally, what about now?"

"I am Jiang Huaiqing, the lieutenant colonel and deputy commander of the 98th Regiment of the 546th Division. Wu Yougen was promoted to captain on the battlefield because he destroyed three enemy tanks in the blocking battle."

"Three chariots?"

"Yes!"

"What to destroy it with?"

"Surotong 20mm cannon!"

"Who can testify?"

"We can all do it. I have more than 100 brothers, but only these dozen are left."

"Talent, do you want to join our gendarmerie?"

"Ah, I still want to go to the 98th Division."

"Okay, think about it, and come to me directly if you want."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Following Captain Jiang to the camp, after all the formalities were completed, a private soldier was not that important. The so-called return to the army was only in writing.

Zhang Aiguo also got into the Kowloon Belt. The officers' clothes were completely different from those of the soldiers. The workmanship of the A-type clothes was much better, and there were different grades.

A collar badge with a three-bean pattern on it is pinned on the collar, a blue badge on the chest, lace-up leather shoes, cloth leggings, a Tony helmet, an imitation water bottle, and a dry food bag.

The 98th Division is the last of the third batch of adjusted divisions. It originated from the civil engineering troops and is only adjusting the troop organization first. There is no equipment to be replaced for the time being, so it is only "adjusted" halfway.

In the Battle of Shanghai, more than half of the first 30 divisions suffered casualties, making huge sacrifices for the war of resistance.

"Yes, the commander has assigned you to the small artillery company."

"Is it because I am good at firing cannons?"

"Yes, your performance is very good. I have already recommended you for a reward."

"I heard that a lot of our heavy equipment was left in Shanghai, and we didn't have a complete set of equipment before."

"We still have some family assets, and we have never had everything."

"Do you have any money? I'll lend you some."

"A little more. How much do I get now?"

"The national emergency allowance is now 50 yuan, and before July 80 it was yuan."

The military pay of the troops includes food expenses and daily necessities. Materials such as rice, flour, and military uniforms will be deducted at a discount.

Captain Jiang took a quick look, saw that all the equipment was complete, and shook his head.

"If you are short of money, you can ask me for it. You will be charged for all these things you have."

"what"

"But your reward will be coming soon, and there should be a medal."

Zhang Aiguo looked down at his clothes and equipment. The shoes on his feet were not as good as the Japanese's Type 36 military boots. There were steel spikes on the forefoot and a "J"-shaped sole on the heel. Apart from being heavy, they had no other disadvantages.

Under the leadership of Captain Jiang, Zhang Aiguo saw that his small artillery company was composed entirely of recruits who had never fired a gun and had no time for training. Most importantly, they were short of manpower.

According to the organization, six 20mm machine guns are required, but only two 2.5-meter-long 20mm machine guns were seen on the scene.

I walked closer and looked at the nameplate. It was a Danish Madsen M1935 model. It weighed 251 kg in wheeled position and 280 kg in row position. It used a 40-round drum magazine and had a spare 15-round magazine. It had a maximum range of 6000 meters and a maximum altitude of 3500 meters.

It takes at least 6 people to operate a gun, and there are less than 40 people at most.

"Commander, are these the only ones?"

"It's quite a lot. Everyone is short of staff."

"I saw a lot of young men on the street. Didn't the president say that 100,000 young men are 100,000 soldiers?"

"Will the rich and powerful join the army? Things are different now than before. Even if they had plans, they wouldn't dare to come now after the Songhu Battle!"

"That's true. More than 30 people died, including 15 senior generals and nearly a thousand officers above the rank of colonel. They are all true heroes. How can we associate with those who boast?"

Zhang Aiguo was quite emotional. It was a meat grinder, with your eyes open or closed, it was a test of life and death. He had once been the one waving the flag and shouting, but he could never empathize with the other person!

I haven't met him, but I miss him deeply!

When the nation was in danger, countless fathers, husbands, and children stepped forward and became a string of cold numbers. Didn’t they have any attachment to this world? No worries?

This is the real hero!

Unsung hero!

Our ancestors!

Captain Jiang did not notice Zhang Aiguo's slightly red eyes and spoke angrily.

"It's hard to recruit soldiers. Going to the battlefield means a high risk of death. No one with a little ability wants to fight. If this continues, who will fight the Japanese?"

"Who doesn't want a good life, drinking, dancing, visiting brothels, chatting with women, eating well and wearing warm clothes? Why suffer?"

"If we don't go to war, we may still have a chance to survive, but there will be no hope for our country and nation!"

"Damn it, everyone wants to live, everyone wants to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, who is so stupid!"

Listening to Captain Jiang's words, which were full of grievances, there was also a hint of indifference to life and death, and a spirit of fighting against opponents if they didn't accept it!

Zhang Aiguo remained silent. He was also trapped by those dozen cannons. If he had another choice, it would be a pity that there was no hypothesis.

Alas, everyone is a complex of contradictions!