Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

In the open space in the center of the temporary regiment, Wang Ernao held a paper loudspeaker and shouted loudly,

"The 1st Temporary Regiment is facing an unprecedented crisis. We don't expect you to charge us with guns. Now, please follow me to the docks to scramble for supplies if you can. Anyone who dares to act cowardly, get the hell out of the 1st Temporary Regiment!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice rang out.

"Minister Wang, we've already bought our tickets. When can we leave?"

Wang Ernao glared with his triangular eyes and cursed,

"Cowards, after you've transported the supplies, you can leave with the cargo ship. If anyone dares to try to sneak around, I'll kill you!"

Wang Ernao felt so happy when he saw the generals at all levels being trained like grandsons!

Comfortable!

I feel relaxed all over!

Suddenly, a convoy of vehicles rushed out from the command center and drove towards the front line.

Through the dim light, one could see that sitting in one of the jeeps was Xie Zhiyu, holding a submachine gun in his hand and with a murderous look on his face.

Wang Ernao stood straight, saluted and said goodbye, and shouted loudly,

"I wish the Brigade Commander a successful start!"

Xie Zhiyu saw him and nodded slightly.

Even the brigade commander personally led the charge, which shows how critical the situation was.

Many officers were infected and wanted to follow with guns, but were held back by their families. After all, they lacked courage and finally compromised with reality and saluted in the direction Xie Zhiyu left.

After Wang Ernao and the other convoys disappeared from his sight, he immediately changed his expression and acted arrogantly.

"Hurry up, the front line is waiting for arms. Women, the elderly and children can board the ship first!"

At this time, no matter you are a general or a second lieutenant, you must obey orders.

Thousands of people rushed to the riverside docks without being urged.

In order not to reveal their whereabouts, the lights on the road were not turned on, and the crowd stumbled and almost everyone fell.

Captain Stuart of the Snowflake stared at the artillery fire two or three kilometers away, feeling terrified. He wanted to leave, but the garrison controlled the engine room and would not allow him to leave until the cargo was unloaded.

Stuart's anger, protests, and even threats were of no use.

Those soldiers don't care about anything else.

In the end, after being hit by the butt of a gun, Stuart became completely obedient.

He stood at the bow, praying to God for help. He swore that no matter how much money his employer gave him, he would not come again.

A day later, he came again because the salary given by his employer was so generous that one trip was equivalent to his income for half a year.

Danger?

Don't be ridiculous. Is there ever a time when it's not dangerous at sea?

Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk!

The influx of a large number of people has significantly accelerated the unloading process!

In just half an hour, more than half of the cargo ship was unloaded.

As soon as the front end of the cabin was emptied, the back end was filled with the elderly, children, women and children. It was a seamless transition.

Private Xu Ke suddenly pointed at a lieutenant colonel and shouted,

"This is the women and children's area. Who allowed you to hide here? Go down and move the goods!"

Just as the lieutenant colonel was about to show off his authority, Tsui Hark slapped him in the face.

"My ears are stuffed with donkey hair. Did you hear me when I told you to go down?"

The lieutenant colonel covered his face, quickly stuffed a small yellow croaker into Xu Ke's pocket, and begged,

"Brother, I sprained my ankle. Can you be flexible?"

Tsui Hark weighed the small yellow croaker in his pocket, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll say it one last time, go down and move the goods!"

"Brother, I really twisted my ankle!"

Tsui Hark's face immediately turned cold, and he raised his hand and shot him in the head.

A woman and two children threw themselves on the lieutenant colonel's body, wailing loudly.

Xu Ke pointed at the woman and said coldly,

"He's dead, so you're the only one left to do the work. Go down and move the goods, otherwise, your whole family will be executed!"

The sound of the bolt being pulled and the black muzzle of the gun made the woman shudder and she was scared to death.

The people around were trembling and silent.

Tsui Hark didn't have time to waste with them, so he raised his rifle and pointed it at the woman's head.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Young man, Mrs. Liu still needs to take care of the children. Can I, a dying man, take her place?"

The person who spoke was an old man with a white beard, but he was still in good health. He was definitely stronger than Mrs. Liu.

Tsui Hark nodded.

"can!"

His eyes scanned the crowd,

"Whoever shouldn't be in this cabin, step up and take the initiative to move the goods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people stood up and walked out of the cabin.

There is no place for cheating here.

Tsui Hark called the last two people and ordered them to carry the lieutenant colonel's body out and throw it away.

After that, he began to check the cabin one by one, looking for any fish that had slipped through the net.

Tsui Hark was from Henan Province. He was originally just a weak scholar who didn't even dare to kill a chicken. If nothing unexpected had happened, he would have become a teacher, married and had children, and lived a stable life.

The Japanese pirates came and dug a hole in the Yellow River, which led to a severe drought. The defenders exploited the area year after year and even allowed their soldiers to plunder when they retreated.

Tsui Hark went from a wealthy family to a refugee, was drafted into the security corps, and later became a member of the Provisional First Army.

His heart was already dead, but in the 1st Temporary Regiment, he met someone who changed his destiny: the old squad leader Han Liujin.

Tsui Hark's hope was rekindled because the old squad leader introduced him to a different world: everyone is equal, there is no exploitation, no corrupt officials, and the people can stand up straight and live their lives as human beings.

Tsui Hark hated corrupt officials, and today, he finally got his wish and killed one with his own hands.

The lieutenant colonel who was shot was not the first person to offer bribes, nor would he be the last.

After checking the last cabin, Tsui Hark had 5 small yellow croakers and one large yellow croaker in his pocket, all of which would become his party dues.

At the same time, six more bodies were carried out of the cabin.

The 'smart man' paid the price of his life for his cleverness.

In the air, Jimla stared at the battlefield intently. Although he was just an outsider, his heart was completely hanging at the moment.

If the 1st Temporary Regiment is completely wiped out, the armed forces in the industrial zone will lose their deterrent effect on the Red forces.

On the contrary, if the Temporary 1st Regiment can hold on tonight, it will be different.

You know, this is close combat, which is completely different from shooting in a bunker!

With the help of the intermittent light from the exploding artillery shells, Jimla saw that the soldiers of the 1st Temporary Regiment were fighting back under the cover of tanks and armored vehicles.

The enemy soldiers were extremely brave. Countless soldiers rushed forward one after another, holding explosives and ready to die together with the tanks. Unfortunately, they were unable to get close.

Inside the bunker, Liu Yundong was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

There was so much ammunition piled inside that more than twenty people were constantly moving it in the tunnel.

According to the agreement, in half an hour, the regiment would feel that there was no hope of retaking the bunker and would directly bombard and destroy it.

At the riverside dock, the last box of ammunition was finally moved away.

Stuart was overjoyed and was about to order the ship to sail when he was stopped. He was so angry that he yelled loudly.

"Why! Why! The cargo has been unloaded!"

Xu Ke raised the butt of his gun, and Stuart immediately became obedient and his voice became much softer.

"Sir, this is a cargo ship. It's understandable if you're carrying women and children, but if you're transporting soldiers, it will be mistaken for a troop transport and sunk!"

Tsui Hark said coldly,

"I'll make them take off their uniforms in a moment. These are refugees!"

Stuart was very dissatisfied with this act of covering one's ears and stealing the bell, but he didn't dare to say anything more and could only sulk.

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can’t explain his reason clearly!

If you make the other person unhappy, you might get beaten.

The white people's sense of superiority is based on the premise that the other party is weak and can be bullied.

Tsui Hark obviously cannot be classified into this category. Didn’t he kill people just because he said so?

"Sir, when will your soldiers be able to return with the supplies?"

Tsui Hark replied coldly,

“Two hours at most!”

After saying this, he turned around and got off the boat to direct the 'refugees' to transport supplies.

The two or three kilometers of road were crowded with people transporting goods. They all walked on the right side in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, countless figures appeared on both sides of the road.

"Surf the gun and don't kill!"

Before Tsui Hark could react, a gun was pointed at his head. He smiled knowingly and shouted,

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

After saying that, he dropped his gun and raised his hands high.

The officers were so frightened that their hearts and livers were broken, and some of them screamed.

"Don't make any noise! ​​Anyone who makes a noise will be beaten to death!"

After the soldiers took control of the situation, they immediately began to transfer prisoners and transport supplies.

At this time, the mobilization ability of the Red Army was demonstrated. Countless laborers appeared from nowhere. Some carried shoulder poles, some pushed carts, and some simply carried things on their shoulders.

In just over ten minutes, all the goods piled up on the road were rushed away.

On the freighter, Stuart saw the soldiers of the Red Corps appearing out of nowhere and yelling,

"Wheel bay, start the propellers, reverse!"

The soldiers who were originally monitoring Stull suddenly encountered an incident and stood there in a daze, at a loss, allowing Stull to panically command the crew to start the freighter.

The larger the ship, the more difficult it is to start.

Fortunately, the engine had not been shut down. At Stull's command, the propeller began to rotate, and under the huge reaction force, the giant wheel began to move slowly.

The officers' families were wailing, calling out for their husbands, fathers, and children.

How high and mighty they were before, how humble they are now!

The 1st Temporary Regiment realized later that their cargo had been stolen, and the 105mm howitzer shells immediately hit them.

Unfortunately, the road is empty.

On the plane, Jimla opened his mouth wide.

He suddenly realized that the enemy's actions tonight might not only be to break through the 1st Temporary Regiment, but also to seize supplies, because Xie Zhiyu was surrounded on three sides and had no time to support the dock.

The battle on the ground became intense, and soldiers from both sides began to fight hand-to-hand.

Some even detonated explosives and died together.

Private First Class Sang Mu looked at the two-kilogram bag of explosives two meters away from him and was scared half to death.

"Oh!"

Sang Mu thought he was going to die. After the explosion, he touched his whole body and found that except for many small holes burned in his clothes, he was actually intact.

The explosive pack contains black powder and is covered with paper. After the explosion, the paper on the outside is quickly burned. Apart from the shock wave and burning, it has no significant killing power.

Sangmu decisively pretended to be shocked to death.

He had already placed an impact-proof frame under his body to avoid being injured by the shells.

This explosive pack "sent away" at least a dozen soldiers, half of them from each side.

Jimla sighed when he saw such a tragic scene.

At this point in the battle, the 1st Temporary Regiment was basically finished, because they were just a group of rabble and could not fight a tough battle.

"General Xie made a mistake. He shouldn't have sent reinforcements when the first line of defense was lost. Now the soldiers of both sides are mixed up, and his heavy machine guns and artillery are stuck! The advantage is completely lost!"

Cather disagreed and retorted,

"The information we have is limited! Perhaps General Xie has reasons to rescue us!"

Just when Jimla was about to look away, something unexpected happened. The shell of the 105mm howitzer actually hit the front-line bunker.

The contraction of artillery fire means that enemy troops from farther away can come to reinforce.

Moreover, bombarding the bunkers will hurt our own people because some bunkers are still resisting!

But in fact, the soldiers in the bunker were actually goats. Once they were frightened, they would move around, and then pull the rope, causing the heavy machine gun to shoot.

Before Jimla had time to think, the bunker group was completely covered by artillery fire.

This courage to cut off one's own arm truly moved many observers.

Kindness cannot command an army, and righteousness cannot keep wealth.

As a general, sometimes you have to sacrifice even your own soldiers for the sake of the overall situation.

Perhaps the bunkers were built too solidly at the time, and many buildings remained intact after a round of artillery fire.

But there was no more movement inside the bunker.

Xie Zhiyu was furious and sent his entire army forward, risking artillery fire to eliminate the enemies who had invaded the camp.

Counterattack was no longer possible, so Xie Zhiyu decisively retreated to the second line of defense.

The retreat meant that the Temporary 1st Regiment's space for maneuvering was greatly compressed.