Volume 2 The Second Battle Chapter 17: The Spoils of War
There was a loud "boom!". This time it was the grenade I threw, which landed right under the car and ignited its fuel tank. Bright red flames immediately shot up from the car, eclipsing the surrounding moonlight.
The tank behind the car was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized something and turned around to run towards the stone bridge, but when it ran to the stone bridge, it was helpless to find that another tank on the stone bridge was blocking its way. They wanted to turn around, but there was not enough space for them to turn on the narrow stone bridge.
"Cover me!" I shouted and rushed out holding the bundle of grenades that Jin Qiulian had prepared. In fact, when I rushed out, I found that it was unnecessary to ask my comrades to cover me, because just our bluffing just now had caused chaos among the puppet troops on the other side.
It is no wonder that the Japanese with only a few thousand people chased around tens of thousands of Kuomintang people. Fighting a war is not as simple as adding and subtracting the number of people. There is a big difference between an army that has the courage to fight to the death and an army that has no courage to fight.
I ran to the stone bridge easily, then pulled the fuse of the grenade and threw it into the bridge arch, then turned around and ran back. All along the way, I was thinking happily that I could show off in front of that little girl this time, and she would say that I only know how to fight but not how to use my brain. But I didn't expect that when I was about to run back to the bunker, I stepped on ice and slipped hard. I was so embarrassed...
As soon as I sat up straight, there was a deafening bang behind me. I turned around and couldn't help but open my mouth for a long time. "Damn it, who built this bridge? How come it is so strong that it can withstand an explosion and not collapse! When we build a house tomorrow, we must catch this guy."
"It still doesn't work!" A hint of disappointment flashed across Jin Qiulian's eyes.
"This bridge is weird." The old squad leader couldn't help but say.
"That's right!" Hu Zi ran over and said, "You have a very evil mind. You can even think of using the enemy's tanks to collapse the bridge, but this bridge is even more evil than you. It just... Huh?"
Seeing that Hu Zi looked strange, everyone looked in the direction he was looking, but they only heard a crisp sound of stones colliding, and a stone fell from the stone arch bridge. Then suddenly there was a loud crash, and the entire stone bridge collapsed in an instant, taking the two tanks and several puppet soldiers who had no time to escape with them, turning into a pile of stones at the bottom of the bridge.
After a long while, Hu Zi finally managed to utter a few words: "You are still more evil..."
"What took you so long?" Captain Chu asked as soon as we caught up with the troops: "Didn't I tell you not to fight? You must be itching to fight again!"
"Hmm? Yes, yes..." I looked at Hu Zi and the others, and they all nodded. We had already discussed it on the way that if we told others that the bridge was not blown up, our comrade Xiao Jin might be criticized.
"Report to the regiment commander!" Unexpectedly, Jin Qiulian stood up, saluted and said, "It was my fault that I didn't complete the mission well and failed to blow up the bridge. Platoon Leader Cui and his men stayed behind to blow up the bridge."
"Oh?" Captain Chu looked at us with some surprise: "No casualties? Was the bridge blown up?"
"Don't worry, Commander." I replied, "There are no casualties, and the bridge has been blown up!"
"You did a good job!" Captain Chu smiled and nodded at me, "It seems that it was a good decision to leave you behind to cover our retreat."
After a pause, Captain Chu continued, "We have entered the puppet army's defense zone. You two can speak Korean. Go to the front of the team and try not to expose yourself if possible."
"Yes!" Jin Qiulian and I responded and walked to the front of the team.
"Why did you tell it out loud?" I asked Jin Qiulian in a low voice as soon as I ran away.
"I made a mistake, how can I let you take the blame for me!" Jin Qiulian said, "But I still want to thank you. If you hadn't blown up the bridge, who knows how the commander would have punished me!"
"That's right!" I agreed immediately: "Now you know I'm not just good at fighting but also good at using my brain!"
"That's not necessarily true!" Jin Qiulian said in a huff, "Isn't there a saying? A drunk person won't say he's drunk!"
"What?" Looking at Jin Qiulian running away, I realized that I had lost to her in the verbal battle again.
The troops marched through several villages one after another without anyone coming to question them, and even the shadow of the puppet army was nowhere to be seen. This has to give us a new understanding of the quality of the puppet army. It is said that the Korean people do not go out at night in the cold winter. I think this fine tradition has also been carried forward in the puppet army.
But what puzzled us was that we occasionally saw lights coming out of a few houses, and the sound of drinking and playing games came from them. Maybe they thought the front line was still far away, or maybe they thought the war in the rear would not spread so quickly, but they still allowed our regiment of more than a thousand people to pass through the road unimpeded.
There were several military vehicles parked in front of me, but no one was watching. I suddenly had an idea and ran up to them. I looked into the back of the military vehicle and saw dozens of neatly stacked cartons. I took one down and tore it open. Hey! They were all biscuits. I was going to get my fortune.
I grabbed a few pieces and stuffed them into my mouth. Hoho, they were crispy and much more delicious than fried noodles.
I thought: "The puppet army has an easy life. They have big money like the Americans backing them up. Not only do they have guns, cannons, and tanks, but the canned food, biscuits, cigarettes, etc. are all American products!"
"Come, come, come!" I called the volunteers to come over, and then I moved a few boxes and went to my company. I couldn't leave my own people behind with such good stuff. The volunteers were short of food, and if I was late, there would be nothing left. But I was surprised to find that the volunteers didn't do anything, but just stood there stupidly in front of the boxes of biscuits and looked at them.
"What's wrong with you? Biscuits! Food..." Because my mouth was busy and my words were a little vague, I was worried that the soldiers didn't understand, so I grabbed a few more pieces and stuffed them into their mouths.
"Nonsense!" The voice of the political commissar came from behind him: "I say, Platoon Leader Cui, are you a new soldier or something? Don't you know that the captured spoils must be handed over and not be divided among yourself? Where have you learned the three major records and eight points of attention?"
"Ah?" After hearing this, I realized what the problem was. I turned around and saw Captain Chu and Political Commissar Chen standing behind me looking at me.
