Chapter 9: The Dolls Line Up
Wu Zhengde's joke, of course, cannot be taken seriously. After all, this is the largest victory since the 25th Red Army's Long March, defeating a Kuomintang brigade is not difficult, but capturing a Kuomintang lieutenant general and brigade commander is indeed a first in the short history of the 25th Red Army. The lieutenant general and brigade commander in front of us, who is a bit fat-headed and big-eared, is a famous "general" within the Kuomintang, known for his extravagance and debauchery, but he is also a graduate of the Baoding Military Academy's second class, and a renowned expert in military training. Even the former military god had to praise his ability to train troops as exceptional.
It's already commendable that the infantry of this trip, in a bayonet fight with the hard-boned 25th Red Army, had an exchange ratio of 1.5 to 1! The provincial chairman knows people but doesn't know how to use them, and transfers a general who excels at training troops to the "bandit-suppressing" front line, in order to let him establish military merit that can be rewarded with promotion and wealth. But this also led to this defeat, I don't know what the provincial chairman is thinking now? With great reluctance, Gaoquan had to take several young soldiers to guard this fat guy. All of this was only clear to Gaoquan himself: "Not killing prisoners has been a consistent policy of the Red Army for a long time, let alone Gaoquan having killed two Nationalist colonels! Although it's possible to find an excuse in the urgency of battle, it's still so pale and weak!"
"Is the little devil very dissatisfied with the arrangement of the political commissar?" High Guangquan, who was squatting at the stone lion by the gate of the Zhonggu Tower with his head down, looking very dejected, suddenly had a pat on the back. He quickly pulled out the rifle case from his arms and aimed it at the sudden appearance of the guard platoon leader behind him. For an instant, an awkward smile hung on High Guangquan's tender face, "It seems that I'm still too that".
"Good kid, you're so quick! It seems that the defeat of those white dog sons at your hands is not unjustified! Your current skills are no worse than those guys from the special forces!" The careless and nonchalant guard captain said with a smile. Gao Quan looked at him silently for a few moments, then leaned back against the cold stone lion, listening silently to the distant sound of gunfire. "Now, those white dog sons should be almost finished off, right?" The guard captain also sat down beside Gao Quan and sighed. "You kid did pretty well this time! You cleverly captured several high-ranking officers from the White Dog Sons' division, although you were a bit too hasty in taking out those two colonels! Although it was against policy, you're still young! I admire you, and the political commissar admires you too! So what you need to do now is to temper your personality, after all, being too impulsive isn't a good thing."
The long, deep and concerned gaze made Gaoquan's heart also stir up a ripple. The bloody CS had made him introspective, a bit violent and bloodthirsty. In his previous view, the best enemy was a dead one, and in the game, killing someone wasn't a big deal. But in the real world, because he wasn't the one who killed, he didn't have that shocking feeling, just like a small cat being run over by a car on the side of the road. However, Lianchang's words made him realize that this world is full of living people! He had been so decisive and ruthless in killing, cold-blooded? Toxic? Gaoquan's mind was a bit messy, but he seemed to see a glimmer of clarity.
Although the enemy's 115th division headquarters was destroyed and the main force was defeated, the enemy still stared at the wounded Red 25th Army on both sides, while the enemy's bandit forces Li Guangtou and the third and fifth extermination teams quickly approached Dushu Town, trying to bleed the 25th Army which had suffered losses. After a brief rest and replenishment of supplies and ammunition, the troops set off quickly. The whole army left one company in Dushu Town to fire smoke bombs to attract the enemy's attention, while the main force immediately bypassed Shen Village north of Bao'an Town, crossing the Xuchang-Nanyang highway overnight.
On the second day at dawn, the whole army entered the Funiu Mountain area. The troops suddenly felt like fish in a big sea, with a refreshing feeling of freedom, and for the first time since the Long March began, they had completely shaken off the enemy. They could march, sleep, rest, and eat without having to pick up their rifles to fight at any moment, or drink half-cooked cornmeal porridge and buns while marching under the threat of the enemy's relentless pursuit.
Everyone's face was filled with smiles that were passed on to each other. The clear eyes and the bright smile that swept away worries made Gaoquan unknowingly seem to blend in a bit with this big family, which had an unshakeable faith no matter what difficulties or hardships they faced, and a tight-knit team that stuck together.
In the battle of Dushu Town, the Guard Regiment suffered heavy casualties. After replenishing more than 20 young soldiers, they also appointed a young Gao Quanwan as the platoon leader of the second platoon that had already sacrificed. It was still the same old and worn military uniform, although the tightly tied leg wraps and the waistband with a pistol made him look much more spirited. However, it was hard for everyone to believe that this was the same Gao Quanwan who had charged into the enemy's lair, captured the enemy regiment commander, and made great contributions to annihilating the enemy regiment! "Is this really the platoon leader?" "Isn't this just the little guy next to the political commissar?" The murmurs behind were the crowd's prejudice against his age.
Children generally have a long, neither stable and intelligent, nor in line with their expectations of this hero. According to their ideas, even if it's not the kind of mighty man who is eight feet tall, strong as an ox, can lift a tripod, and eat ten kilograms of meat, but just look at this little guy in front of them, can he do it? (In fact, they themselves are only sixteen or seventeen years old, belonging to that fearless and reckless type of kid, except for people who can make them believe)
The deep-seated suspicion in the eyes of everyone made the veteran guard lieutenant extremely dissatisfied. "Isn't it just that they're afraid their new platoon leader can't lead them to victory, can't give them more opportunities to fight, and can't let them get more benefits when spoils are being divided? A bunch of useless wolves!" Everything happening in front of him made the high-ranking officer with a perpetual smile on his face, who was only in his early twenties, think about what these older brothers were thinking. "If I don't establish my authority, it seems like I really won't be able to get away with it!" The high-ranking officer thought to himself, but on his face, he revealed a sly and cunning smile that shouldn't belong to someone of his age and era.
He grasped the anxious and scolding little devils who were making a ruckus, and with a smile that was both elegant and refined, he swiftly pulled out a giant knife that was only half a head shorter than him! The red cloth tied to it fluttered gently in the cold wind, seemingly looking down on these not-so-tall Red Army soldiers with disdain. The casual yet imposing demeanor made the battle-hardened warriors dare not approach easily. Gao Daquan's cold and stern eyes occasionally swept across their bodies, exuding a strong killing intent and intimidating aura. His body slightly leaned forward in a horse stance, and his extremely agile physique made everyone feel that this little man was not simple, at least when it came to close combat with knives. If they were to go up against him, it would be difficult to avoid sparking some kind of conflict, and if they really were to engage in a battle, nine out of ten times it would end in death or injury!
Seeing that everyone didn't dare to come up, Gao Quan's sharp eyes flashed. His body suddenly pounced towards a nearby tree with a trunk as thick as a basin, the open and closed knife edge repeatedly threatening people's vital parts! Hold, stab, chop, slash, sweep, reverse cut, flat cut, slice. Pounce, strike. Point, pinch flower, pierce, draw, wipe, single flower, drag, pull, push, paint, hang, lift, pare, strangle, frame, block. Gao Quan, holding the knife with both hands, not only danced the big knife to be airtight, but also made everyone tremble with fear in terms of momentum. As Gao Quan's footsteps moved and shifted, people almost couldn't distinguish his shadow! "Bang"! Gao Quan suddenly chopped down on the tree trunk as thick as a basin, and everyone held their breath in shock, staring at Gao Quan's knife that had deeply entered the tree wood, and was suddenly pulled out by him! Then the tree, which had survived a severe winter, fell to the ground with a "creaking" sound under the complex gaze of surprise and admiration from the crowd.
The slowly falling giant tree, and the sharp eyes that swept over the crowd, made these fearless young men quiet and not dare to make a joke or speak. Everyone was standing upright with their chest out, holding their own weapons, letting their squad leader fully recognize their high morale and fighting spirit, but the youthful heart made them unable to hide a kind of indescribable excitement on their faces. Is it bellicosity? Admiration? Excitement?
A mixture of helplessness and ridicule in his eyes as he looked at these young people, as if lamenting that they were still children. However, this made the guard lieutenant next to him feel inexplicably strange! A tender face, a short stature, little combat experience and life experience, yet with such an eye gaze! He couldn't help but rub his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things: "Are all young devils so mature nowadays?"
