Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 558

Chapter 558 Get support!

After receiving the military order, the entire independent battalion started operating like a precision machine.

Tang Dao, who once again received the second secret order from the headquarters, found Lei Xiong, and the two had a long and frank conversation.

“Brother Lei, I wonder what you think of me?” Tang Dao sat opposite Lei Xiong, handed over a cigarette, and asked seriously.

Since Songjiang, Lei Xiong, the number two figure in the Sixing Battalion, and Tang Dao have been together less and less often. Even if they are together, it is because of the urgency of the war. The two of them are mostly directing operations from the front, and they rarely have time to have long conversations face to face.

But Tang Dao knew that this task of escorting the students north, especially after reaching the mountain and when the entire independent battalion needed to choose which path, would not be possible without the support of Lei Xiong, the second-largest figure.

He is now the backbone of the Independent Battalion, but Lei Xiong also has a very high reputation. Not to mention anything else, most of the old troops in the Sihang Battalion have now become squad and platoon-level officers. If Lei Xiong raises objections, Those junior officers who had followed him for months or even years must have had a change of heart.

This has nothing to do with whether Tang Dao's leadership is strong or not. China is a humane society and has been this way for thousands of years.

The dialogue between the two is a matter of time. It is better to use the secret military order as an opportunity to speak out. If Lei Xiong has different opinions, Tang Dao still has a chance to correct his mistake. The worst outcome is that Lei Xiong takes part of the people back to his imperial army, and Tang Dao takes Tiexin and follows him all the way north.

Although Lei Xiong looks like a fierce Zhang Fei, only those who are familiar with him know that he has a very clear mind and is a very wise person.

The reason why he has not been promoted in the Royal Guards for several years is because he is too angular, almost like a hexagonal warrior, which makes the officers' heads hurt. It's not that he doesn't understand tact, it's just that he disdains tact.

He is extremely capable and is not suitable for officialdom, but is very suitable for the battlefield. Naturally, the position of commander of a fire support company is the most suitable for him. If he hadn't chosen to follow Tang Dao and kill him out of the Sihang Warehouse to stay away from those who had adapted to the so-called officialdom rules, I am afraid that an army major would be his highest military position.

Although Tang Dao's question didn't go straight to the point, Lei Xiong had already heard a lot of the meaning. He narrowed his eyes slightly, was silent for a moment, and answered in the same serious manner: "You are very strong, so strong that I can I feel powerless. But, sir, did you know that when the division headquarters first ordered the establishment of the Fourth Line Battalion, I was actually a little unconvinced at first."

"Well! Brother Lei, you are a veteran officer. You are above me in terms of qualifications and experience." Tang Dao nodded.

"Hi! I admit that my qualifications are higher than yours, but this is battlefield experience!" Lei Xiong smiled instead. "Sir, please stop comforting me. I can see that you may have fewer years in the military than me, but you have much more battlefield experience than me. Although I don't know where you got this battlefield experience."

“As the battles were fought one after another, I found that I was wrong.” Lei Xiong sighed. "If I were the commander of the Sihang Battalion, I might be able to escape with my brothers, but there is no way I can do what you did, leading the brothers to kill more than a dozen Japanese fighter planes and also miraculously Completely annihilate a heavy artillery brigade.

Ha ha! In the future, whenever I think about how awesome I can show off in front of my big fat boy, I will laugh even in my dreams! "

Lei Xiong is smiling.

Tang Dao felt inexplicably sour in his heart.

Because he knew that this was the simplest wish buried deep in the heart of the usually strong Army Lieutenant Colonel in front of him. After fighting this battle, go back alive and hug your son. The photo he once showed to me should still be kept close to his chest in his breast pocket!

“Brother Lei, believe me, no matter how long this battle lasts, we will definitely win!” Tang Dao said seriously.

"Hehe! I believe you, but I don't know if I can live to see that day, but it's not a big deal. As long as my baby can be filial to his mother, I will save enough for him to marry him while he is alive. It's all about the money. I can't be a father for nothing." Lei Xiong looked relaxed.

Then, he took a long drag on the cigarette and looked at Tang Dao with the same serious eyes: "Sir, if you have anything to say, just say it. Since I have chosen to follow you, I will not have any second thoughts, whether it is returning to the 88th Division, Either go to the Sichuan Army, I'm determined to follow you.”

"This is the military order given to me by Generals Wu and Guo from the headquarters. Take a look at it first." Tang Dao took out the order sent to him by Xiao Chong, Wu's personal guard.

“Our independent battalion will go to Pengcheng after this war to receive a batch of ordnance and equipment to be sent to the 22nd Army?” Lei Xiong glanced at the order and was completely stunned.

He probably never dreamed that the combat mission the independent battalion was about to accept would require marching thousands of miles.

Of course Lei Xiong of the 22nd Army knew that the Sichuan Army came out of Sichuan to fight the Japanese with 200,000 troops, divided into two armies in total.

One is the 23rd Army Group led by the Chairman of Sichuan Province. The 43rd Army they are currently in belongs to this group army. They set off from eastern Sichuan and went down the river to the Songhu battlefield.

The 22nd Army set out from northern Sichuan and headed for Shanxi along the Sichuan-Shaanxi Highway. It was led by another Sichuan Army leader named Deng.

This is to separate the battalion from east to west, covering a distance of nearly 2,000 miles. However, since they are both members of the Sichuan Army, it is normal to send them ordnance. When he met the 43rd Army for the first time, looking at the old sleeves and old-made products they held in their hands and the straw sandals with exposed toes on their feet, Lei Xiong, who was accustomed to moral weapons, felt unbearable to look at them.

However, with the combat power of the independent battalion, although the task of transporting ordnance is arduous, it does not require Tang Dao, the chief officer, to talk to him specifically. Soldiers regard obeying orders as their bounden duty. This truth has been deeply rooted in Lei Xiong's bones.

"Then! After the mission of transporting ordnance is completed." Lei Xiong got straight to the point.

"The journey is long, and with the changes in the battlefield, our independent battalion will be unable to return by then, so we will stay in the north to fight the Japanese invaders and fight independently behind enemy lines." Tang Dao's answer was also very clear.

"What do you mean?" Lei Xiong was such a smart man. He immediately understood what Tang Dao meant.

The independent battalion will not be under the command of the 22nd Group, and the so-called battlefield behind enemy lines is the main battlefield of that army.

"We will unite all friendly forces that can be united." Tang Dao was not too straightforward this time, but he knew that with Lei Xiong's wisdom, he would be able to hear his slightly cautious words.

Lei Xiong did not reply quickly, but fell into silence.

Tang Dao did not force him to express his position immediately.

After all, these are two lineups. Even if both sides are wearing the same military uniforms and the same cap badges, people in both lineups know that without the Japanese aggressors, the common enemy of the entire nation, the two tigers with different political views will , there must be a fight.

For a long time, Lei Xiong's somewhat confused eyes gradually became firm. He threw the cigarette **** that was almost burning to the ground between his fingers, crushed it with his foot, and looked at Tang Dao: "I am a soldier, and a soldier is just like that." It is your bounden duty to obey orders. As long as you are fighting the Japanese and not surrendering, sir, you only have to give the order where and how to fight. Lei Xiong promises to carry out the order. "

"Okay! With your words, Brother Lei, I feel relieved." Tang Dao stretched out his hand to Lei Xiong. "Believe me, we will all live well. When the war is over, I will accompany you to visit your sister-in-law and eldest nephew. When the eldest nephew gets married, I promise to give you a big gift."

Lei Xiong also stretched out his hand and shook Tang Dao's hand firmly, but his face was not so happy, but rather frowning, "Sir, you are a bit unethical."

“What?”

"You seem to be reminding me that when you get married to a reporter from Tantai, you must remember to give him a big gift! I can't say enough, but I can only give you 20 yuan at most, and no more. I will give you the rest. My nephew's wife's book.”

“Haha! 20 is 20, but Brother Lei can warm up the standards for the brothers first.” Tang Dao laughed.

As if he could marry a beautiful reporter at any time.

The Tang Dao on the battlefield of love is as confident as the Tang Dao on the real battlefield.

Tang Dao, who gained enough support from communicating with Lei Xiong, has now forgotten about his 'difficult' future father-in-law.

Fortunately, he had a cavalry platoon leader who memorized his poems while pretending to be 13.

That guy was still memorizing "Heiye..." silently when he mounted his horse, much more seriously than recording military orders.

However, Comrade Lu Sanjiang's hard work was not in vain.

In the dead of night, Lu Sanjiang, who was sitting around the campfire, wanted to get close to his superior Taishan in the future. As a result, the 'handsome uncle' told a few historical stories out of dissatisfaction with a certain brat who coveted his daughter. And by the way, he recited a poem describing the night to show off his talent as a great talent in the south of the Yangtze River. He also told a group of big-headed soldiers that you, like your commander, are just little scum in this regard. Are you surprised by my talent? shocked?

Lu Sanjiang raised his head and stared into the night, assuming the same calm and calm posture as a certain officer.

　　The vicissitudes of his face and slightly low and melancholy voice are paired with the phrase "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light!"

Absolutely awesome!

Handsome uncle, the whole thing solidified into a stone statue in the dark night!

(End of this chapter)

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