Chapter 47: A Rage for Beauty
At dusk, the sun sets.
The entrance of Butterfly Valley in Dabie Mountains.
Guo Wanlin led dozens of officers and soldiers to wait for the return of the subordinates from the first and second regiments.
The Battle of Dabie Mountains lasted for a month, and Guo Wanlin's troops suffered heavy losses. When the battle began, his division had a full strength of more than 12,000 people. Now, including all the wounded, there were no more than 350 people left. It can be said that the entire army was wiped out.
But Guo Wanlin's face was calm, because this was a national disaster, the invaders were very powerful, and there were many troops that had suffered worse endings than his. Many troops were wiped out without even a splash, which was a pity.
At least his troops had fought several tough battles vigorously and achieved brilliant results. As a division commander, he was proud and happy.
The real reason why Guo Wanlin was in a good mood despite the heavy was that the Fifth War Zone Commander-in-Chief's Office had just sent him a commendation order, which was sent personally by the then commander-in-chief, Bai Chongxi.
In the telegram, Xiao Zhuge praised Guo Wanlin's troops for their bravery and tenacity in fighting, their fearlessness of strong enemies, their courage and strategy, and their proper tactics in fighting against enemies that were several times their size. According to reliable intelligence, the Miura Detachment of the Japanese rescue force lost more than half of its weapons and ammunition in this battle, and its commander Miura Yukikazu died on the battlefield.
Although the Miura Detachment and the 6th Division had joined forces, they failed to fundamentally resolve the Japanese army's shortage of weapons and ammunition. This was the greatest contribution of Guo Wanlin's troops.
"Master, look, they are back."
A soldier with sharp eyes was the first to spot the team appearing at the entrance of the valley ahead.
Guo Wanlin narrowed his eyes and smiled. These people returned from the battlefield, escaping death and becoming heroes who won honor for themselves. Each of them deserves respect.
He spotted Liu Zhengfeng in the crowd at a glance. Liu Zhengfeng had a special temperament and stood out from the crowd no matter where he was. Little Zhuge's telegram was more of a praise for him than for himself.
If it were someone else, Guo Wanlin might be afraid that he would become too successful and threaten his master, but Liu Zhengfeng was indifferent to fame and fortune and did not fight for power , so he had no reason not to like him.
When Liu Zhengfeng and others approached, Guo Wanlin took the initiative to salute to express his inner respect.
"All of them, salute."
Ling Guishan, Feng Hui and others quickly returned the greeting.
Those who die on the battlefield and are wrapped in their horsehide deserve respect.
Soldiers who survive life-threatening situations and endure hardships on the battlefield are also heroes.
As the sun sets, the orange-red light shines on everyone's faces, making them look solemn and dignified.
When everyone recalled the cruelty and brutality on the battlefield, they all felt a sense of tragedy and grandeur as if they were in another world. Many people had red eyes and shed tears.
The ceremony is over.
Guo Wanlin, with a big smile on his face, walked towards Butterfly Valley surrounded by the crowd.
Liu Zhengfeng looked around, and because he didn't see Li Rong and Wu Xiaoyun, he wanted to ask Guo Wanlin several times, but he hesitated.
After walking for a while, I vaguely saw a few simple wooden houses in the distance. They were located in the wilderness and looked desolate and lonely under the setting sun.
“Help…”
Suddenly, a girl's scream was heard in the distance, and Wu Xiaoyun was seen staggering towards them.
Liu Zhengfeng's heart shuddered, and he suddenly had a bad premonition, so he quickly ran towards Wu Xiaoyun.
Wu Xiaoyun looked panicked. When he saw Liu Zhengfeng, he was like a desperate man grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Liu Zhengfeng, hurry... hurry... someone is bullying Doctor Li, go quickly."
Liu Zhengfeng's head buzzed, his face suddenly changed, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Where is she?"
Wu Xiaoyun looked anxious, his face was pale, and he kept gasping for breath. He pointed to a wooden house not far away.
"In the house, go quickly..."
Before Wu Xiaoyun finished speaking, Liu Zhengfeng had already rushed out, using all his strength to run as fast as he could, for fear that he would be late for even a second, which would cause him an unforgivable regret for the rest of his life.
The door of the wooden house was closed. There was a soldier standing outside the house. Seeing Liu Zhengfeng rushing towards him like a cheetah running at high speed, he hurriedly stood in front of the door, opened his arms, and made a gesture to stop him.
"Get out of the way."
Liu Zhengfeng roared, and ran without slowing down at all. He rushed forward. The soldier was unable to dodge and was knocked away by Liu Zhengfeng. His back hit the door of the wooden house behind him, and the door was also knocked open.
I saw the guard battalion commander Zhou Liankai pressing on Li Rong. Li Rong struggled hard. The room was a little dark, but the tears on Li Rong's face could still be clearly seen.
The door was pushed open in an instant. Zhou Liankai looked up in surprise and saw Liu Zhengfeng with a murderous look on his face. He was so scared that he crawled to the side. He was only left with a pair of shorts. His eyes were panicked and he was a little at a loss.
"WTF."
Liu Zhengfeng's eyes were glaring and he gnashed his teeth. There was a gleam in his eyes like a knife. He rushed forward and kicked Zhou Liankai in the abdomen. Zhou Liankai groaned and his back hit the wood behind him heavily. He almost fainted from the pain and fell limply to the ground.
Liu Zhengfeng suppressed his anger, stepped to Li Rong's side, and said softly, "Rong'er, I'm back."
Li Rong's face was filled with fear, her clothes were disheveled, and three buttons of her shirt had been torn off. She stared at Liu Zhengfeng blankly, her lips moving, but she didn't say a word, just kept crying.
"Rong'er, don't be afraid, it's okay."
Liu Zhengfeng gently comforted Li Rong, his eyes slowly looking towards Zhou Liankai . The eyes that were full of tenderness just now instantly became as sharp as a knife and as ferocious as a beast.
When Zhou Liankai's eyes met his, he couldn't help but shrink back, his eyes were filled with fear, and his speech became stuttering.
"Liu...Liu Zhengfeng, you...you listen to me, this is a misunderstanding, things are not as you see."
Liu Zhengfeng's eyes were wide open with murderous intent. He pulled out the Mitsubishi bayonet and strode over.
"I'm fighting the Japanese on the front lines, risking my life, and you're messing with my sweetheart here. If I don't kill you, I'll take your last name."
Zhou Liankai struggled to stand up and shouted, "I am a major in the National Army. You have no right to kill me."
Liu Zhengfeng sneered: "What a shitty major, you are just a dog in front of me, prepare to die."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward, raised his knife and slashed it. In a flash of the knife, Zhou Liankai was stabbed several times in the chest and abdomen. Blood gushed out. Zhou Liankai's face was full of doubt and disbelief, and he died.
Liu Zhengfeng's face was full of anger and he was breathing heavily. He slowly put the Mitsubishi bayonet back into his waist, turned around and came to Li Rong's side. Looking at her miserable appearance, Liu Zhengfeng's eyes turned soft and full of pity. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Li Rong's eyes were blurred with tears. She suddenly hugged Liu Zhengfeng and burst into tears.
At this time, Guo Wanlin and others hurried over. When they saw the situation, they were stunned. Everyone knew what had happened.
"Lian Kai, Lian Kai...my dear nephew, wake up..."
Feng Hui suddenly rushed over and shook Zhou Liankai's body, his face full of grief.
Zhou Liankai is Feng Hui's nephew. It is obvious that Zhou Liankai was killed by Liu Zhengfeng. Feng Hui hugged Zhou Liankai and cried for a while, then suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Liu Zhengfeng.
"You bastard, why did you kill my nephew? I'm going to kill you."
Liu Zhengfeng looked at Feng Hui coldly: "You'd better put the gun away, otherwise, Zhou Liankai will end up like you."
