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Chapter 15: Containing the Broken Soldiers

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    The Anti-Japanese War has filled the land of China for eight years, but Sichuan, which is located in the southwest of the motherland, has survived and has not suffered too much baptism of war.  So Xia Yang asking Dai Caixi to go to Sichuan at this time was unintentionally the most correct way.

    Dai Caixi said: "Okay, I won't go to Nanjing."

    Seeing Dai Caixi agreeing to him, Xia Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.  He could not save the hundreds of thousands of people who were massacred in Nanjing, but he could at least save Dai Caixi.

    At this time, Dai Caixi looked at Xia Yang and said, "By the way, Camp Commander Xia, where are you from?"

    Xia Yang thought for a while, the original owner of this body seemed to be an orphan.  He joined the Northwest Army when he was fifteen or sixteen, then fought with the Central Army, and then fought against the Japanese during the Great Wall War.  As for where his original hometown was, Xia Yang couldn't remember it anyway.

    So he laughed and said: "After so many years of fighting and fighting, I can no longer remember where my hometown is. As a soldier who protects his family and country, wherever he goes, he is his hometown."

    At this time, Dai Caixi recited a poem to praise Xia Yang and said: "I drive north and south to report my love for the Lord, and the grass on the riverside is full of smiles. Three hundred and sixty days a year, most of them are on horseback!"

    "From Qi Jiguang?" Xia Yang asked tentatively. Although he was a special soldier, he still liked to read books and increase his knowledge when he had nothing to do, so he heard the source of this poem.

    But Dai Caixi was very surprised. She originally thought that Xia Yang was just a rough guy, and the only difference between him and Hu San was that Xia Yang didn't have a lot of beard on his face.

    But Xia Yang actually told the origin of this poem in one breath, which surprised Dai Caixi, and the way he looked at Xia Yang became a little different.

    "I didn't expect that Camp Commander Xia still knew this poem." Dai Caixi said.  The praise in his words was beyond words.

    Xia Yang smiled and waved his hands: "I heard it by chance before, and I felt like I was writing about myself, so I wrote it down."

    Just when Xia Yang and Dai Caixi were chatting happily, Hu San suddenly hurried over from the front, gave Xia Yang a military salute and said: "Batalion Commander, we found a troop in front. They seem to be brothers of our 29th Army. I don't know.  Which part is it?"

    When Xia Yang heard this, he immediately asked Hu Sandao: "Approximately how many people are there? What is the condition of their weapons and equipment? Are they breaking up or retreating in a disciplined manner?"

    Hu Sandao: "There are about fifty or sixty people in number. There is no discipline at all. They should have been dispersed and retreated in Beiping City."

    Xia Yang heard this and thought that since it was a defeated army that had been dispersed, wouldn't it be possible for me to take him under his wing and become a soldier under me?

    When he thought of this, he felt excited.  His battalion numbered several hundred men, but after a battle only sixty men were left. At this time, he needed to replenish his troops.

    So he immediately said to Hu San: "Hurry and lead us there."

    Xia Yang led a few of his soldiers and rushed to the front of the team. Before going far, they saw a team walking in front.

    That can no longer be called a team. If it weren¡¯t for the medium-sized rifles and national army uniforms they were carrying, Xia Yang would have thought they were refugees fleeing from Peking.

    Hu San took a step forward and shouted loudly: "Brothers in front, which army are they from?"

    When the walking soldiers heard Hu San's voice, several of them turned around and glanced at Hu San lightly.  Then I lost interest in him.  However, a student soldier wearing glasses ran over in a few steps, saluted Hu San with a less than standard military salute and said: "Sir, I am from the third brigade of the 29th Army Military Training Group. My name is Cai Heyuan!"

    Hu San stepped aside, then pointed at Xia Yang and said to Cai Heyuan: "This is the officer!"

    Xia Yang glanced at the student soldier. The so-called 29th Army Military Training Group was actually an army composed entirely of students.  Most of these students signed up to join the army out of passion.  However, not long after they entered the military training group, the Marco Polo Bridge Incident broke out.

    In Xia Yang's impression, although these student soldiers have little combat experience.  However, he showed great bravery and tenacity in the battle surrounding Beiping City.

    "I am Xia Yang, commander of the fourth battalion of the 123rd Division of the 29th Army. Are those people from the military training group?" Xia Yang pointed at the defeated soldiers.

    Cai Heyuan turned his head and took a look, then held his eyes and replied in a somewhat immature voice: "No, some of them are from other troops. They are all separated. When we meet together, we will make friends. You guys.  Do you know where the main force is? We can¡¯t find the main force now!¡±

      Xia Yang glanced at him and said with a smile: "We are the big army!" After saying that, he raised his pistol and fired three shots into the sky.

    The Nationalist soldiers who were stumbling forward suddenly heard several gunshots and were so frightened that they all fell down and looked around with rifles in their hands.

    Seeing those people stopped, Xia Yang said loudly: "Listen, now you are the soldiers of the fourth battalion, return to the team immediately!"

    The soldiers were stunned for a moment, looking at Xia Yang standing there.  However, the officer uniform that Xia Yang wore still brought some deterrence.  These soldiers, who looked like headless flies, began to walk slowly towards Xia Yang and his team.

    But at this moment, a discordant voice came out from the broken ranks.

    "We are not soldiers of the Fourth Battalion, why should we be merged into the Fourth Battalion? Without an order to go up to the peak, we will not do this!" A man in his early thirties wearing an officer's uniform said loudly.

    Xia Yang looked across the crowd and saw the rank on the man's uniform. He was actually a second lieutenant.

    He walked over in a few steps and looked the man up and down.  I found that compared with those defeated troops, I felt like I stood out from the crowd at this time.

    Most of the soldiers were dejected. Only he held his head high and his bloodshot eyes looked at Xia Yang with perseverance and fortitude.

    "Which part?" Xia Yang asked.

    The man said: "He Changxing, commander of the security company directly under the 38th Division! Your fourth battalion has no right to recruit us!"

    They are the guard company directly under the division, just like the imperial guards around the emperor, and they are naturally very arrogant.

    Xia Yang looked at He Changxing at this time, and the few soldiers from the guard company behind him who were holding flower traps.  Although the soldiers' faces were covered with dust, some were even injured.  But their eyes were firm, and Xia Yang had no doubt that if the little devil was in front of him at this moment, they would definitely rush forward with a roar.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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