Chapter 525 The Sorrow of the Little People

"Go up, go up! Don't be like a sissy!"

Gu Wei roared desperately in his voice, and a sound rang in the soldiers' ears like thunder.

He was extremely satisfied with these kids. Although these kids were recruits, they were really not vague when fighting the war. They were all brave enough to fight with the islanders.

The Japanese originally divided their troops to attack in several directions, but relying on their defensive advantages and their strength was far inferior, they forced to repel several enemy attacks one after another.

From the morning to now, the position is still firmly in your own hands.

The Japanese quickly adjusted their deployment and began to concentrate their forces to attack one direction.

The situation suddenly became a little tight in the afternoon. The positions set up on the periphery were almost broken by the island army several times, and they all relied on counterattacks to drive the Japanese back.

The number of shellings also increased, especially the people in Dengjia Village, where casualties suddenly increased.

Fortunately, the villagers have gradually adapted to the sound of gunfire and cannons, and there is no longer the panic he had at the beginning. Except for the village chief third uncle and other timid old people...

"Sir, the enemy's offensive is too strong, and the outside line is fighting very hard. Our second platoon has died and nine injured. I have ordered them to retreat to the second line to continue fighting!" The second platoon leader ran over with blood.

The situation has become serious.

Gu Wei glanced back and it was obvious that the villagers did not realize the urgency of the situation.

A middle-aged woman who was a little older was shouting and lifting the wounded into the open space in front of him to bandage him. The wounded was injured on her thigh and when she tore her pants open, a big girl next to her turned her head embarrassedly. The middle-aged woman immediately started to scream in her fierce voice.

"There is nothing to be shy about. You will see your man sooner or later in the future. Hurry up, hold here, my devil man has seen the wounds for someone before, and I see him messing around, hurry up, hold on..."

The eldest girl gritted her teeth, blushed and pressed the man's thigh...

Gu Wei seemed to have forgotten the critical situation in front of him, but instead smiled slightly.

This is the most adorable people of the people. When the Japanese entered the village, they were timid and cowardly, and always thought that they could bring peace by following respect.

But the people who are sober cannot bring peace, and respect cannot bring safety. When the people finally understand this truth, the energy they burst out for will be huge and terrifying...

"Captain Gu, it won't work if you continue like this." Zhao Deli walked over and looked at the loud gunshots outside, his eyebrows tightly locked together: "If you keep guarding like this, you will be broken by the Japanese sooner or later. It's better to find a way to break through the siege!"

"Where to break through?" Gu Wei shook his head: "You see the Japanese everywhere, and several holes have been blocked. If you forcefully break through, you will only increase the casualties, and you may not be able to rush out!"

"If you can't rush out, you have to rush!" A strange look suddenly appeared in Zhao Deli's eyes.

"Concentrate all the soldiers and the common people and rush towards the southwest direction. In this way, in this way, I may be able to protect me from running out..."

Gu Wei suddenly turned around and stared at him with his eyes.

"What did you say? You want my brother, and the lives of these thousands of ordinary people, to protect you from running out alone? Zhao Deli, I won't do this..."

"Listen to me, Chief Gu..." Zhao Deli seemed very quiet at this time, and he pulled Gu Wei to the side.

"I am just a small role, a member of the peripheral organization of the Strategic Intelligence and Statistics Bureau. In the past, I was only responsible for helping to transmit irrelevant intelligence and leading the bottom lane for the army and the Zhongyi National Salvation Army. Although I had the title of captain and there were a few people under my command, I actually knew that not many people took me seriously..."

At this moment, he suddenly talked about his situation, which made Gu Wei calm down and listen to him.

"Tell me a joke that is not funny. If people like us die, if the superiors are in a good mood, can we give us some pensions. Do you know how much? If there is no deduction, it will be ten yuan.

It’s just ten yuan, and it’s still paid without deduction. Our lives are worth so much.

Sometimes I always dream of getting an important piece of information and making great contributions so that I can be promoted, and maybe I can be transferred back to the rear to serve in a civil position, so that I don’t have to worry all day long.

But we also know that with our status, what we want to do is simply dreaming. Little people, those big people like us, will never understand..."

There were fierce gunfires outside again, and the Japanese attack began again.

But Gu Wei seemed to feel nothing.

Little people, this is the sorrow of little people. Every day, they are afraid that they will be exposed or captured by the Japanese. In this way, they have only two endings: committing suicide to the country, or surrendering to the Japanese.

If you commit suicide, at least your family may get ten dollars, but it is only possible.

I must go up to the top to pity you, the officials in charge of handling sympathize with you, and even ten dollars can be delivered to your family members in a large amount.

But what if you betrayal? Your family members are traitors, and there will never be a good day from now on. The family rules of the war unity are no worse than any organization.

The sadness of the little people...

Zhao Deli wiped his nose, but couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

"But such a good thing really fell on me. By chance, I got a top-secret information from the islanders, "Hunting No. 7 Plan".

Chief Gu, this information involved too many people, including the Intelligence Bureau, the army, the Zhongyi National Salvation Army, the guerrillas, and even the Third War Zone General Command.

I have to send this information back. All the medicines and so on before were just used as a cover. Every time I stay here for an extra minute, I will lose the information for a minute. So, Chief Gu, I have no right to give orders to you. I am just begging you now..."

Gu Wei was silent there. After a while, he stretched out his hand.

“Where is the Hunting Seven plan?”

Zhao Deli hesitated for a while, and finally took out the document from his arms that he regarded as a treasure of his life and put it in Gu Wei's hands.

Having just looked through a few pages, cold sweat on Gu Wei's forehead had already emerged. He seemed to dare not look down and quickly returned the document to Zhao Deli.

"Check it, hold it...Is this information reliable?"

"Reliable!" Zhao Deli said without hesitation: "Otherwise I wouldn't ask you to do this. This information is obtained... Forget it, I won't talk about this anymore. Now I must rush out of here tonight anyway..."

"A piece of information costs thousands of lives..." Zhao Deli murmured.

He is now the highest military commander here, and the lives of thousands of people and soldiers will be awarded the final verdict because of one of his decisions...

"If this information cannot be sent out, you and I will be the sinners in the Third War Zone..." Gu Wei said with a serious expression: "But if this information is false, you and I will all become the sinners of thousands of wronged souls... Thousands of lives, just for such a few thin pieces of paper..."

He suddenly remembered something: "When you saw me, you actually asked me to attack Dengjia Village and ambush the Japanese reinforcements somewhere?"

"This is how to attract the attention of the Japanese." Zhao Deli smiled bitterly: "I was originally planning to attract the attention of the Japanese at the cost of sacrificing one of you, a company soldier, so as to cover me to return to the third war zone. The Japanese's investigations these days have been too strict. As long as I can pass Dengjia Village, everything will be easy..."

"Battle, bastard, I will sacrifice my brother for the sake of intelligence, so everyone says that you are not the ones in the battle regiment!" Gu Wei kept cursing, the murderous aura in his eyes wished he could kill Zhao Deli in an instant, and he suddenly shouted loudly.

"If you order your brothers to persevere until night, without my order, you will kill them if you take a step back!"

The people of Dengjia Village were summoned, and Gu Wei tried his best to speak to them in a relaxed tone.

"I have ordered the troops to persevere until evening. At night, the Japanese will definitely relax their defenses. Have you seen that there are the fewest Japanese in the southwest direction, and that is where we break through!"

The people suddenly became a little excited. Who doesn’t want to survive?

Gu Wei forced a smile.

"Tonight at 8 o'clock, I will concentrate all my troops and rush hard from the southwest direction to open a gap. Everyone is ready. When you see three green signal flares rushing into the sky, you will rush out together!

Just rush towards the southwest direction, don’t worry about the Japanese bullets, our soldiers will help you block them. Friends, don’t bring anything, it will only drag you down. Everyone has a higher chance of breaking through with empty hands!

The adults take care of the children, and the man takes care of his wife. Don’t fall into the hands of the Japanese. Don’t worry, if you rush out of here, our army will be able to pick you up, I promise!"

The people responded one after another, as if they saw hope of living...

Gu Wei turned around in dismay.

Zhao Deli is a small person, he is a small person, and these people are also small people. For a purpose or even a small task, these small people can sacrifice at any time...

When the war is victorious, the officials will wear red ribbons, and the generals will be cheered the most enthusiastically, but what about the little people like them?

No one will remember them, no one will remember the sacrifices they made for victory.

At most, I will say something like that when I give a victory speech.

"For today's victory, millions of Chinese people shed their blood and devoted themselves to our courage, sacrificed everything for our victory, and sacrificed their blood for our victory..."

They are the most insignificant part of the "Thousands of Millions".
Chapter completed!