Volume 2 The Second Battle Chapter 18 Turkish Brigade (I)
"Look at yourself! What have you become? Where is the style of a revolutionary soldier?" Although Captain Chu was criticizing, for some reason, I always felt that he was forcing himself to hold back his smile.
The soldiers beside me looked at me and chuckled. I believe that if they were not afraid of being noticed by the puppet soldiers sleeping in the house, they would definitely not use chuckles to deal with me.
Looking at myself, there is nothing funny about me, except that I was so excited about the biscuits that my hat was a little askew, my rifle was on my back, I had a few unfinished biscuits in my mouth, and I was holding two boxes in my hands. I looked a bit like the thieving Kuomintang on TV! Is it that funny?
"Report to the regiment commander!" I put down the two boxes of biscuits in my hands with some embarrassment and said, "This... the situation is different, isn't it? We are in the enemy's defense zone. If we don't take them, the enemy will burn them all when they escape. How can we hand them over?"
"This!" Captain Chu finally laughed out loud: "Leave this matter to the political commissar, just pretend I didn't see it!"
After saying that, he left without looking back.
"Hey! Old Chu..." Political Commissar Chen did not expect that Captain Chu would do this. On the one hand, there was revolutionary discipline, and on the other hand, there was the obvious reality before him, which made him torn.
"This..." He thought for a while and then whispered in my ear, "Leave some for the captain!"
After saying that, he chased after Captain Chu dejectedly like a child who had stolen something.
The soldiers waiting nearby didn't need my instructions. They quickly divided up all the biscuits in the truck in just a few minutes. Soon, the sound of biscuits being bitten could be heard along the way, and even the cold wind blowing in our faces had a smell of biscuits.
The troops had to go into the forest during the day. A team of more than a thousand people was not a small one, and they would be too conspicuous if they walked on the road.
But the most important thing is that we were passing through the defense areas of the Puppet Seventh Division and the Puppet Eighth Division. If it was the US Army or the Puppet First Division, I think they would at least set up sentries in places like villages and bridges, and also arrange scouts in the forest. If that was the case, it would be difficult for our team of thousands of people to remain undetected.
During the day, the volunteers should have been sleeping and resting, but in order to penetrate into the enemy's rear in time, the volunteers only rested for an hour on the snow in the forest before returning to the march.
Needless to say, the mountain trail was difficult to navigate. The biggest difficulty was the waves of sleepiness that came over us, causing us to fall more and more often on the road.
The situation worsened further at night. The soldiers had already marched for several days when they were luring the enemy, and now they were forced to march without sleep for a day and a night. Even a strong man could not bear it.
Some soldiers fell into the grass beside the road and were not seen getting up for a long time. The soldiers behind them went forward and pulled them, only to find that they were sleeping in the grass with drooling.
Fortunately, we returned to the highway at night, otherwise I don’t know how many soldiers would have fallen asleep on the roadside without being discovered.
"Rest where you are!"
When the soldiers who were rushing on the road in a daze heard the order, they fell down in a group with a bang, and soon bursts of snoring could be heard on the road.
I forced myself to stand for a while, not because I was stronger than the others, but in fact I was too tired to stand it. It was just that when I was marching on the mountain road during the day, I fell down on the ground like them. When I woke up, I found a big bump on my head where I was hit by a stone, and it still hurts.
So I made up my mind that next time I had to "rest in place", I would stand for dozens of times, and then...
I pulled the thigh of the volunteer soldier in front of me, then turned over and lay on it. It was warm and comfortable! It only took a few seconds for me to fall asleep!
"Platoon Leader Cui, Platoon Leader Cui!" I felt someone calling me in my sleep, but I was too sleepy to pay any attention to it. Suddenly, I felt a coldness on my face and shivered. When I woke up, I saw that it was Xiao Shandong who grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on my face.
"What's wrong? Are we setting off again ?" I looked at Xiao Shandong in confusion.
"No, the commander is calling you!" Xiao Shandong was so tired that he couldn't even laugh. After conveying the order, he fell asleep as if he had just left his last words.
I stood up shakily and walked forward. I didn't know how many feet and hands I was stepping on, I just felt soft all the way.
"Report!"
Captain Chu was not difficult to find because they were the only few people sitting there at that time.
"Platoon Leader Cui!" As soon as he saw me, Captain Chu waved for me to sit down, pointed at the map and said, "We are probably here, Wayuan. Our scouts have spotted the enemy ahead. They don't look like puppet troops, nor do they look like American soldiers. Platoon Leader Cui, did your radio mention any foreign soldiers here?"
"What does that soldier look like?" I thought to myself that I didn't need a radio. With the knowledge I have in modern times, I could roughly tell which country the soldier was from by simply describing his appearance.
"Those soldiers have beards!" A soldier covered in camouflage gestured with his hands and said, "Each of them has a long scimitar hanging on his waist..."
"Turkish Brigade!" I was shocked when I heard that. I didn't expect the Turkish Brigade to arrive so quickly. This is trouble.
The puppet 7th Division and the puppet 8th Division were protecting the right wing of the US Eighth Army. According to real data, when the puppet 7th Division and the puppet 8th Division collapsed, Walker ordered the Turkish Brigade to take over. Unexpectedly, only one day after the war started, the puppet army collapsed across the board.
"What is the Turkish Brigade?" Chen Ye saw that I looked unhappy and asked in confusion, "Can these soldiers fight?"
"They can fight!" I nodded and said solemnly, "This brigade has about 5,000 people. Their weapons are not very good, but the scimitars on their waists are powerful. They have been playing with those scimitars since they were young, and they are very good at close combat. Moreover, they are tough and will not surrender even if they are beaten to death."
I couldn't help but think of the ferocious Turks holding scimitars and with ferocious faces that I had seen in movies.
The Turks are descendants of the Turks. In fact, the pronunciations of "Turkey" and "Turk" are very similar, one is Turkey and the other is Turkish. Even in the modern era of guns and cannons, they still haven't lost the ferocity of their ancestors. This is exactly what gave the volunteers a headache.
"Hmm!" Upon hearing that, Chen Ye fell silent, his brows furrowed.
The best thing about the Volunteer Army soldiers is close combat with the enemy, but now they are facing the Turkish Brigade, which is even better at hand-to-hand combat than the Volunteer Army. The Volunteer Army can be said to have no advantage at all. Moreover, the Volunteer Army has marched for so many days, and they are only more than 1,000 people against 5,000 enemies.
