Section Eleven

  Li Tie led his men towards Wu Yingchang and Zhao Ergou.

  Just now when charging, Li Tie saw the second company and Zhao Er Gou Lian Chang. That familiar figure is not something that one person can pretend to be.

  Zhao Ergou walked while thinking to himself, wondering if this was a special task force sent by which main force unit. He had to meet them first before doing anything else, couldn't lose face.

  The more he walked, the more familiar the leader looked, but that small squad's strange military uniforms, with submachine guns slung over their shoulders and pistols hanging from their waists, made Zhao Er Gou dare not think that this was his former little follower. In his mind, Li Tie still didn't know where he was fighting guerrilla warfare, and might not even be able to get a gun, it was very likely that he would be carrying a stick somewhere, being a mountain king, occasionally hitting the lone puppet army's club.

  Getting closer and closer.

  Li Tie looked at his company commander, whose tattered military uniform was blackened by gunpowder smoke in many places, with bloodstains still visible in some areas.

  "Long strip!"

  Li Tie could no longer hold back and suddenly threw himself into Lian Chang's arms.

  Li Tie was like a lost child who suddenly saw his mother.

  Li Tie hugged Lian Chang tightly, and suddenly tears and snot came out together, their crying voices filled the sky.

  That cry was truly earth-shattering, moving heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, with true emotions pouring out! All the grievances, longing, fright, anger and whatnot from this period of time were all transformed into tears and snot, and suddenly it all burst forth, crying to the point of the sky growing dark and the sun and moon losing their light, almost to the point of capsizing the seas and filling them with boulders.

  "Xiao Li Zi, it's really you, it's really you."

  Zhao Ergou tightly wrapped Li Tie in his arms, and tears couldn't stop streaming down his face.

  Since he had Li Tie by his side, he regarded Li Tie as his own child, and the paternal affection had taken hold of their hearts.

  In the years of war, due to injury and unable to return to the team, he was able to take care of his wounds by himself and organize a brave troop in harsh environments, which is simply a miracle.

  。

  Zhao Er Gou carefully sized up Li Tie, this kid now had two guns, a row of bullets on his chest, a row of hand grenades at his waist, a shotgun, and a row of bullet boxes (Li Tie had embezzled the shotgun and bullets from that Japanese scout, but no one said anything about it, after all, he was the deputy captain). He also had a military sword, a crossbow, and other equipment, wearing a steel helmet, and was armed to the teeth. Looking at the team members with him, although not everyone's equipment was the same, they were clearly divided into two groups: about half of them had exactly the same equipment as Li Tie, carrying pistols and submachine guns, with a row of leather bullet boxes on their chests; the other half had Type 38 rifles, with two bullet boxes on their waist belts, another bullet box at the back of their waist, and a row of hand grenades beside it. Looking at his own company's soldiers, each person only had five bullets, and after the previous battle, they had already fired three, so each person was left with only two. As for hand grenades, if each person had two or three, they would be secretly delighted.

  "Good boy, you've made a fortune, give us some."

  Zhao Ergou patted Li Tie's shoulder, and the joy and concern in his eyes were not fake.

  Li Tie stepped back and saluted Lian Chang with a military salute.

  "Report to Company Commander, soldier Li Tie reports to the Company Commander and requests to return to his unit."

  The Fox Team and Second Squad immediately stood in two rows behind Li Tie, saluting in unison. "Request to return to the team."

  Zhao Ergou returned a military salute, "Welcome back to the team."

  The village suddenly gained these powerful troops, and its combat power underwent a qualitative change overnight.

  Next to Wu Yingchang, his heart was initially filled with wild joy, thinking that as a battalion commander, he would have an advantage in requesting a special task force over Zhao Lianzhang. But after seeing the recognition between them, this wild joy turned into depression. It was clear that they were comrades-in-arms, and yet he had been thinking of recruiting them, it's really... how does that saying go? The four great sorrows of life: a drop of rain after a long drought - a rival; meeting an old friend in a foreign land - an enemy; the night of the wedding - a neighbor; the moment of topping the imperial examination - a namesake.

  Zhao Ergou introduced Wu Yingchang beside him to Li Tie and other team members.

  Li Tie and his teammates hurriedly saluted and asked how they were doing.

  "Alright, haha, I was thinking of pulling you into our camp, but didn't expect Zhao Lianzhang to take the lead."

  "I was originally second in line anyway."

  "Alright, you guys chat, I'll go take a look at cleaning up the battlefield."

  "Wu Ying Chang looked at the hopeless situation and could only go clean up the battlefield to gain some benefits."

  "How did you manage to get all this stuff? It looks like you've got a lot of it!"

  Zhao Erdou pulled Li Tie to a big stone and sat down, asking him in detail about his situation after being injured.

  Li Tie reported to Er Gou Lian Zhang about how he had poisoned the Japanese devils at the artillery tower and joined Zhang's guerrilla team, and then wiped out the Japanese special forces.

  "Alright, alright! You're quite something!"

  "Now I'm thinking of taking down a cannon tower and it takes me half a day to think about it, but you can take one down by yourself, okay, that's really impressive. Indeed, the student surpasses the master."

  Zhao Ergou was so happy that he became a bit disoriented.

  The battlefield has been swept clean, now it's time to divide the spoils.

  Wu Ying Zhang came to find Er Lian Zhang and told him to choose whatever he liked.

  On a vacant lot, there was a pile of Type 38 rifles, on the other side, a large pile of bullets and hand grenades, next to it, nearly twenty light machine guns were lined up, and two heavy machine guns, next to them, more than ten launchers, and beside them, two Type 92 infantry cannons.

  Zhao Ergou stroked the machine gun for a while, then stroked the big cannon. He knew that his company wasn't too big and couldn't afford to lose many weapons. The second battalion had been badly beaten and needed to recover its strength with new weapons.

  Since General Wu is so magnanimous, shouldn't you also be broad-minded and not petty?

  Then Zhao Ergou, the battalion commander, gritted his teeth and requested two light machine guns and two grenade launchers. He also replenished all the soldiers' ammunition and asked for some extra hand grenades, which could also be used with the grenade launcher.

  "Big gun, company commander, big gun."

  Li Tie was shouting anxiously on one side, while he was thinking of getting a firecracker to play with.

  "Alright, I've given it to you, but not a single bullet was seized. If you want to make it sound, you'll have to rely on yourselves."

  Zhao Erdou hadn't even opened his mouth when Wu Yingchang had already spoken up.

  。

  Anyway, there's no ammo left, and the higher-ups have nowhere to replenish it, so I'll just do a favor and send someone off. Besides, this time the war has cost me too much, and I don't even have the energy to play with this thing. Good things require ability to play with them.

  Li Tie brought up the two cars again, and Wu Yingchang agreed without hesitation. He also gave them a few bicycles. In his eyes, the two cars and bicycles were just a pile of scrap metal. No one in his family could drive, and they were too heavy to move. They could only be burned when they were abandoned. Now that someone wanted them, it was even better, and he didn't have to burn them himself.

  Zhao Ergou couldn't figure out what Li Tie wanted to do with these useless things, at least not now. The cannons had no shells, were they going to rob the devils? Who could drive the cars? Those two-wheeled things wouldn't even ride themselves.

  Borrowing the radio of an independent brigade, Zhao Er Gou contacted his own brigade and gave a brief report on his current situation. Of course, he only briefly mentioned that Li Tie had returned to the team, but didn't say how many people had come back with him.

  The brigade commander told them that due to the heavy losses of the second battalion, they had to go to the rear for reorganization. The battalion headquarters and other companies could not come over for the time being, so they had to let the second company hold out in the local area first, unite with the local guerrilla forces, and strive to create a base area through self-reliance and hard struggle.

  Li Tie invited Zhao Er Gou to his own base and radiated around it.

  Zhao Ergou agreed.

  Watching the Fox Team members hang the artillery on the back of the car and then get in and start the car. The eyes of the people from the Second Company were wide with wonder, Zhao Er Gou's mouth was so wide that an egg could fit in: In just a few days, this kid can actually get this thing started.

  The wounded were arranged into cars, other comrades pushed the vehicles and walked along to the base.

  With no more worries, the march was much faster and they returned to their base in the middle of the night.

  Of course, the cars were left at the foot of the mountain as usual. The cannons were also unloaded and placed together, leaving a row to guard, while other comrades went up to the base area.

  When the troops returned to their base, the whole base was boiling.

  Li Tie is back, the main force of the Eighth Route Army is back, and we have won another great victory!

  Captain Zhang stared at Li Tie and Fox Team, who were perfectly fine, with his mouth agape from the moment he saw them.