Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 181

Chapter 181 Farewell!

That's not a treasure you've found, right?

When Tang Dao saw the items loaded in the Japanese truck, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

The dizziness of happiness.

The two vehicles were full of artillery shells and bullets. There were 75 mountain cannons, 70 infantry cannons, and 37mm rapid-fire cannons. There were piles of shell boxes, at least 500 rounds of various artillery shells. It is roughly estimated that there are 100,000 rounds of bullets for various types of machine rifles.

But this is by no means the reason why even Tang Dao is a little dazzled.

What is really impressive are the cannons and heavy machine guns.

In the bed of one of the trucks, which was tightly wrapped in a tarpaulin, there were actually four new infantry guns, three 37mm rapid-fire cannons, 18 92 heavy machine guns, and 32 grenade launchers.

This is completely a heavy equipment supplement for an infantry regiment!

Tang Dao guessed wrong.

This is not equipment to be supplemented at the infantry regiment level, but part of the equipment to be supplemented for the entire 16th Division.

Before each division of the Japanese army goes into battle, there will be a brigade-level heavy equipment left for battlefield replenishment. This baggage team happened to transport heavy equipment to the entire division. Fortunately, their transportation capacity was limited, and they only transported about one-third of it. If they had transported all of it and Tang Dao and the others had robbed them all, I believe that the 16th Division would A lieutenant general and division commander can be **** to death.

Four trucks were used to carry various heavy equipment and ammunition, and three trucks were transporting grain and canned beef. The rest were some first-aid kits of styptics, cotton-padded clothes and some daily necessities. Anyway, they were all good stuff.

But the most surprising thing was that a new field radio was discovered. It must have been sent to the front line, otherwise a baggage team would not be qualified to equip this precious gadget.

“It's a pity that no one knows how to use this thing. Even if they do, it's useless without a code book.” Lei Xiong sighed with regret as he looked at the field radio being turned on by Tang Dao.

If the field radio could be used, of course he would most like to contact the Army Lieutenant Colonel and at least tell him that he and others were out of trouble.

He could completely imagine the back of the Army Lieutenant Colonel waiting anxiously in the concession.

"Tell Commander Lei that I will use the field radio." Erya stood up bravely.

As one of the reserve communications troops of the regiment headquarters, Erya was transferred to the regiment communications platoon for training for half a month before the war, and mastered the technology of using field radios.

“That's right.” Before Erya could finish speaking, his eyes lit up.

Tang Dao smiled and took out a small notebook from his arms and shook it at him.

That is the communication codebook of the 524th Regiment, which was specially given to Tang Dao before the Army Lieutenant Colonel left the warehouse.

Originally, what he meant was that if the entire camp was detained by armed forces in the concession, and Tang Dao, who had extraordinary skills, found an opportunity to leave, he could still keep in touch with him through this password outside, which could be regarded as a backup plan for him, but he didn't. Thinking that Tang Dao was more daring than he thought, he led more than a hundred people to resist the military orders from the top and refused to enter the concession.

Just as Lei Xiong thought, the Army Lieutenant Colonel in the concession camp was not asleep at this time. The regiment was as small as ten square meters and the ground was full of cigarette butts.

The correspondents took turns guarding the field radio that had restored power, but he had not slept for three days and nights. He was only forty years old, and his temples were already covered with gray.

Just as Tang Dao predicted, the Westerners shamelessly broke the contract. The nearly 300 people who evacuated to the concession were locked up with live ammunition by the concession garrison in the abandoned military camp and were not allowed to leave even half a step. No matter how the diplomatic department tried to mediate, the concession was dead. Don't let go.

Mainly because the Japanese losses at Sihang Warehouse were too heavy. Not only was an infantry regiment completely crippled, but in the end, even the captain of the regiment and his regiment's flag were buried in the steel ruins by the Chinese.

The commander of the Songhu Expeditionary Force, Matsui Iwane, sent a direct message to the concession side. If the concession released a Chinese soldier who participated in the battle and returned to China, they would enter the concession with arms to hunt down the rest.

Hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops stationed in Songhu are naturally qualified to say this. The concession authorities did not want to offend the powerful Japanese for the sake of declining China, so naturally they could only sacrifice 300 Chinese soldiers.

But this is not the real reason why the Army Lieutenant Colonel instantly aged ten years.

He was worried about Tang Dao Lei Xiong and others, and was waiting for news about them.

Even though everyone thought that those more than a hundred people were dead, he didn't think so. He believed that Tang Dao could definitely escape with those people.

Furthermore, he believed that Tang Dao, who had the message codebook, would find a way to contact him. Even if there was no news for three consecutive days and nights, which was disappointing, he did not give up waiting.

Finally, he got the long-awaited answer.

The radio station beeped. With tears in his eyes full of expectation, the communications squad leader handed him the translation of the telegram, although there were only two words: Get out of trouble!

"Okay, it's really good. Ask them where they are?" Yang Ruifu, who has been promoted to regimental deputy, couldn't suppress his joyful voice.

"No, their time is limited, we can't waste their time." Xie Jinyuan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, looked at his watch, and quickly turned his attention to the Songhu battle map that had been spread out on the table.

One minute later, he quickly ordered: "Tell them, no matter where they are, as long as they are still in the Japanese-occupied area, quickly break away and go west, where the main force of our army is, and I will contact the relevant troops to support them."

After receiving the telegram from Erya, Tang Dao smiled. This was exactly the answer he wanted. Otherwise, it would be completely unjust for him to leave the Japanese-occupied area only to be killed by a hail of bullets from his own people. A few minutes ago, Su Huikai returned with a few people.

What I brought back was also good news.

The gunshots from Nanbu's pistols did not alert the Japanese troops 1,000 meters away.

Perhaps just one gunshot was too normal for the battlefield, and in their own rear area, the Japanese army was not so humble as to mobilize troops when they heard a gunshot. Or maybe the gunshot sounded extremely harsh when heard in place. It didn't reach 1,000 meters and was dissipated in the autumn wind. Who knows!

At the moment, everything seems to be normal.

Everyone started to change their clothes after Su Huikai returned.

Among the items transported in the military baggage train, there happened to be a batch of winter clothing for the Japanese army, which saved everyone from having to pick off the blood-soaked military uniforms from the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.

Before everyone left, they took turns going to the tunnel to say goodbye to the bodies of their fallen brothers wrapped in white cloth.

The remains of all the fallen soldiers in the warehouse were in that dark room. For fear of alerting the Japanese army, they did not excavate them and had to park them there first.

No unnecessary words, stand at attention and salute!

This is farewell and farewell!

In this trip, we will never see each other again!

Because no one knows whether they have a chance to come back here alive.

“Brother, I will come back to take you home!” Leng Feng gently stroked his younger brother's bone-cold face and murmured in a low voice.

Stand up, like all farewell troops, stand at attention, salute, turn around and leave, never looking back.

Tang Dao planned to tow away all the 10 trucks and supplies here, but a problem that came to his mind almost made him despair.

Is he too idealistic?

This is the Republic of China, not an era where cars will be everywhere in the future. Not to mention that not one person in a hundred people can drive. Many people have never even seen what a car is in their entire life.

But what surprised Tang Dao was that he underestimated this group of seniors who should have fallen into disgrace.

The 88th Division, as the imperial guard that the big shot valued most, was not only equipped with all German weapons, but also used German instructors for daily military training. The unique rigor of the Germans made them extremely dissatisfied with the fact that soldiers only know how to shoot. When it comes to getting rid of scum, I feel that being a soldier should be the strongest profession, and you have to be good at everything.

Large-scale training may not have enough equipment, but it is still possible to set up a training team. Driving training is one of the training components of the training team.

Key officers such as Lei Xiong, Cheng Tieshou and Leng Feng have driven cars and trucks, and some non-commissioned officers who have been in the army for more than five years also drive trucks and three-wheeled motorcycles.

So, it may be impossible for all the 100 people here to be able to drive like they will be ninety years from now, but it is still possible to find ten people who can drive trucks, that is, those with poor driving skills can barely drive away.

Lei Xiong, Leng Feng, and Cheng Tietshou are also among the ten drivers who can drive.

We got a three-wheeled motorcycle as the starting point. The first four of the ten trucks removed some of the useless baggage and were used to stand people. Each truck has an infantry squad. The remaining trucks have about 6 people each. Each truck has a 92 heavy machine gun on the front. .

The wounded were all placed in the back of the car that had been covered with a tarpaulin.

There is no doubt that all the combatants are holding Type 38 rifles and the Japanese army, but in fact, the submachine guns and shell guns are hidden within easy reach at their feet. Once the Japanese army sees the clues, they have to rely on this continuous fire weapon to focus their fire. Heavy siege.

Tang Dao, however, sat in the passenger seat of the first car, with Gu Xishui, a wealthy kid who raised his hand to say that he could drive a car, as his driver.

Gu Xishui was both excited and scared to be selected by Tang Dao to be the driver of the lead car. He was excited about the supreme commander's trust in him, but also afraid that he would make mistakes.

The truck was not the family car he was familiar with. The road here had been baptized by war and was full of shell craters. Fortunately, the weather had been sunny these days and there were no mud puddles. As long as you walked slower, you would be fine. Won't get stuck in the car.

Tang Dao heard Leng Feng introduce Gu Xishui's information and was very interested in this young man who had a fortune and read a lot of books. He asked him to be his driver and naturally observed his performance up close.

Gu Xishui has a strong ability to adapt. He was cautious from the beginning on the road, but after driving two or three kilometers, he was already confidently controlling the steering wheel in his hands. Tang Dao has already given him high marks just because of his extremely strong psychological quality.

However, this is just child's play, there are more important hurdles waiting for him.

The lights not far ahead already indicated that the first Japanese army checkpoint was about to arrive.

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