It is said that the greatest sorrow in life is that the white-haired people send the black-haired people, and if there is anything more tragic than this, it is to personally cut off the lives of their children.
On the battlefield, what do we think when the flares cross the night sky, to guide the reinforcements or launch a final attack?
But this time, the opposite was true, and it was a father who threw death's scythe at his son.
This has to start with a retreat of the cavalry regiment, when the Japanese devils were carrying out a great sweep, the cavalry regiment received instructions from its superiors to stop all activities and prepare for a breakthrough. In the process of retreating, we passed a bombed village, but fortunately most of them hid in the kiln and escaped the disaster.
Although they escaped the disaster, the pursuing soldiers were behind, and once the village was discovered by the enemy, it may be washed in blood, because there are military families in the village.
To be on the safe side, the regimental commander decided to take everyone with him.
During the transfer, they lost contact with the commissar, so they sent several people to find the commissar. When they left, the regimental commander's son Chengfeng took the transmitter, and the receiver machine was left to the regimental commander, and it was agreed that the regimental commander would signal after they joined the large troops, and then Chengfeng would use the transmitter to report the situation.
Bring a few people to the political commissar, and if Ma Is fast, he can rush back before dawn, which is not a big deal.
Just after they left, the regimental commander received a briefing from his superiors: the enemy had found them by locking the position of the transmitter and demanded that they immediately stop sending the news.
The transmitter works by sending radio waves at a specific frequency, which can be received by people nearby through special equipment, and the direction and distance of the emitted waves can be roughly inferred.
But at this time, the enemy had already come to them, and it was impossible to run, because they were carrying a group of old, young, women, and ordinary people, who could not run at all, and once they started, they would only expose the target faster, and everyone would become a living target.
It is impossible to fight, and the few guns on my side can support for half a minute at most.
There seems to be only one dead end in front of us.
As soldiers, they have long put life and death aside, and it doesn't matter if they die, but what about these 50 or so people, they can't let everyone die with them.
At the moment when the enemy launched the attack, the regimental commander issued the most painful order of his life with the most resolute tone: to fire the signal flare.
When the red fireworks crossed the long sky, Chengfeng thought that what they were waiting for was good news, and Chengfeng could not wait to immediately report the latest situation in accordance with the agreed way.
But he didn't know until he died, what he sent out was the light of hope to save the people, and it was also the life-threatening radio wave of several of them.
As soon as they finished sending the telegram, the enemy locked on to their position, so they immediately turned around and pounced on them. Poor few of them, who didn't know anything, were swinging back, just in time to hit the enemy's muzzle.
Four men and four horses faced an enemy several times larger than themselves, which was not a war, but a ruthless hunt.
As the enemy turned around to find them, the more than 50 ordinary people were able to escape and finally join the large army.
A father, in order to save the lives of the people, ruthlessly sent his son to the end of the road, which has far exceeded the pain of the white-haired people sending the black-haired people.
Chinese people can win this unequal war not by advanced weapons and equipment, but by ruthlessness and love—ruthlessness towards themselves and love for the people.
#影视杂淡 #