After the entire army of the independent battalion received the military order began to operate like a precision machine.

Tang Dao, who received the second secret order from the command center, found Lei Xiong, and the two had an open and honest talk.

"Brother Lei, I wonder what you think of me?" Tang Dao sat opposite Lei Xiong, handed a cigarette, and asked very seriously.

Since Songjiang, Lei Xiong, the second person in the Fourth Battalion, has been together with Tang Dao. Even if he is together, he is in an emergency. Most of the two are commanding the battle in the front and rarely have time to have a long and face-to-face chat.

But Tang Dao knew that this time the mission of escorting students to the north, especially after reaching that mountain, when the entire independent camp needed to choose that road, it would never be possible without the support of Lei Xiong, the second-ranked figure.

He is now the backbone of the independent battalion, but Lei Xiong also has a very high reputation. Not to mention anything else, most of the old subordinates of the Fourth Band have now become platoon-level officers. If Lei Xiong raises objections, the lower-level officers who have followed him for months or even years will definitely change their minds.

This has nothing to do with whether Tang Dao’s leadership is strong. China is a society that talks about human nature, and it has been like this for thousands of years.

The conversation between the two is a matter of time sooner or later. It would be better to take the opportunity of secret military orders to speak out. If Lei Xiong has different opinions, Tang Dao still has a chance to correct his mistakes. The worst result is that Lei Xiong takes some people back to his Imperial Guard, and Tang Dao takes part of Tiexin and follows him all the way north.

Although Lei Xiong looked like a fierce Zhang Fei, only those who were familiar with him knew that he had a very clear mind and was a very wise person.

The reason why he has not been promoted in the Imperial Guard for several years is that he is too angular and is like a hexagonal warrior, which makes the superiors' heads hurt. It's not that he doesn't know how to be smooth, but that he just disdains to be smooth.

But he is very capable and not suitable for the officialdom, but very suitable for the battlefield. Naturally, a fire support company commander is the most suitable position for him. If he had not chosen to follow Tang Dao and shoot him back and shoot out of the Sihang Warehouse away from those who have adapted to the so-called officialdom rules, he would probably be his highest military position.

Although Tang Dao's question was not as straightforward as a single sword, Lei Xiong had already heard a lot of meaning. He narrowed his eyes slightly, was silent for a moment, and replied seriously: "You are very strong, so strong that I feel powerless. But, sir, do you know? The division headquarters initially ordered the establishment of the Fourth Army Battalion. When you were the battalion commander of the Fourth Army Battalion, I was actually a little dissatisfied at first."

"Well! Brother Lei, you are an old military officer. Both qualifications and experience are above me." Tang Dao nodded.

"Hi! I admit that my qualifications are above you, but this battlefield experience is right!" Lei Xiong smiled instead. "Sir, don't comfort me. I can see that you may have fewer years of military service than me, but this battlefield experience is much more than me. Although I don't know where your battlefield experience comes from."

"As wars come after war, I find that I am wrong." Lei Xiong sighed. "If it were me who served as the battalion commander of the Fourth Battalion, maybe I could have escaped with my brothers, but I would never be able to do what you do, take my brothers to kill more than a dozen Japanese fighter jets, and miraculously wipe out a heavy artillery brigade.

Haha! Whenever I think about how awesome I can show off in front of my fat boy, I’m laughing in my dreams!”

Lei Xiong is laughing.

Tang Dao felt inexplicably sad.

Because he knew that this was the simplest wish of the usually strong army lieutenant colonel buried in his heart. After fighting this battle, he went back alive to hug his son. The photo he had shown to himself should be kept close to his chest pocket!

"Brother Lei, believe me, no matter how long this battle lasts, we will definitely win!" Tang Dao said seriously.

"Hehe! I believe in you, but I don't know if I can see that day alive, but that's no big deal. As long as my baby can be filial to his mother, I will save enough money for him to marry a wife while I'm alive. I can't be used to be like this." Lei Xiong looked relaxed.

Then, he took a deep breath of cigarette and looked at Tang Dao seriously: "Sir, just say whatever you have. Since I chose to follow you, I will not have any second intentions. Whether I go back to the 88th Division or the Sichuan Army, I will follow you."

"This is the military order given to me by General Wu and Guo, the command center. You can take a look first." Tang Dao took out the hand order sent to him by Xiao Chong, the close bodyguard of Wu Jun.

"After this war, my independent battalion will go to Pengcheng to receive a batch of ordnance equipment and send it to the 22nd Army?" Lei Xiong was completely stunned after scanning the order.

He probably never dreamed that the combat mission that the Independent Battalion was about to accept would require a thousand miles of marching.

Lei Xiong of the 22nd Army of the Army of the Sichuan Army, of course, knew that the 200,000 troops of the anti-Japanese war were divided into two armies in total.

One is the 23rd Army led by the Chairman of Sichuan Province. The 43rd Army where they are now located is affiliated with this Army. They set out from eastern Sichuan and arrived at the Songhu battlefield.

The 22nd Army set off from northern Sichuan and headed to Shanxi along the Sichuan-Shaanxi Highway, led by another boss named Deng from the Sichuan Army.

This is to independently run across the east and west, with a journey of nearly 2,000 miles.

However, it is normal for both Sichuan Army to send them armed forces. When they first met the 43rd Army, they looked at the old sleeves they were holding, the old man Yangzao and the straw sandals with their toes exposed, Lei Xiong, who was already accustomed to the weapons, felt unbearable to look at them.

However, with the combat power of the independent battalion, although the task of transporting the ordnance was arduous, it would not have to let Tang Dao, the chief officer, talk to him specifically. The soldiers' duty to obey orders is the reason, which has penetrated into Lei Xiong's bones.

"Then what! After the mission of transporting the ordnance was completed." Lei Xiong made it straight to the point.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "The journey is long, and with the changes in the battlefield, my independent battalion can no longer return by then, so I will stay in the north to fight against the Japanese invaders and fight independently behind enemy lines." Tang Dao's answer was also very clear.

"You mean..." Lei Xiong was such a smart person, and he immediately heard the meaning of Tang Dao.

The independent battalion will not belong to the 22nd Group, and the so-called battlefield behind enemy lines is the main battlefield of that army.

"We will unite all friendly forces that can be united." Tang Dao was not too straightforward this time, but he knew that with Lei Xiong's wisdom, he could definitely hear his slightly cautious words.

Lei Xiong did not reply quickly, but fell into silence.

Tang Dao did not force him to express his opinion immediately.

After all, these are two lineups. Even though both sides are now wearing the same military uniforms and the same hat badge, everyone in the lineup of both sides knows that when there is no common enemy of the entire nation, the two tigers with different political views, there will be a fight.

After a long time, Lei Xiong's confused eyes gradually became firm. He threw the cigarette butt between his fingers that was almost burning to his fingers on the ground, crushed his feet hard, and looked at Tang Dao: "I am a soldier. Soldiers should regard obeying orders as their duty. As long as they fight the Japanese and do not surrender the army, you should fight wherever you say, and how you fight, you just need to give orders, and Lei Xiong guarantees to execute the orders."

"Okay! I'll feel relieved if you have your words from Brother Lei." Tang Dao stretched out his hand at Lei Xiong. "Believe me, we will all live well. When the war is over, I will accompany you to see your sister-in-law and your eldest nephew. When your eldest nephew gets married, I promise to receive a big gift."

Lei Xiong also stretched out his hand and held Tang Dao's hand hard, but his face was not so happy, but he looked a little frowning, "Sir, you're a little unauthentic now."

"What?"

"You seem to remind me that when you marry reporter Dan Tai, you must remember to take great gifts! I am so ugly that it is at most 20 oceans, so there is no more. The rest is the wife book I saved for your nephew."

"Haha! 20 is 20, but you, Brother Lei, can warm up the brothers first." Tang Dao laughed.

It seemed that he could marry a beautiful big reporter at any time.

The Tang Dao on the battlefield of love is as confident as the Tang Dao on the real battlefield.

Tang Dao, who had received enough support when communicating with Lei Xiong, now forgot his "difficult" future father-in-law.

Fortunately, he had a cavalry platoon leader who remembered him pretending to be a 13-hour chanting poem.

That guy was still silently reciting the "night..." when he got on the horse, which was much more serious than recording military orders.

However, Comrade Lu Sanjiang's hard work was not in vain.

When the night was quiet, Lu Sanjiang, who was sitting by the bonfire, wanted to get close to his superiors in the future. As a result, "Shirtuous Uncle" arrogantly told a few historical stories out of dissatisfaction with a bad boy in his covetous daughter and recited poems describing the night to show off his talent in Jiangnan and tell a group of big soldiers that you, like your superiors, are you just a little scumbag in this regard. Are you shocked by my talent?

Lu Sanjiang looked up at the night and took a calm and composed posture like a certain commander.

The vicissitudes of face and a slightly low and sad voice were accompanied by the sentence "The night gave me black eyes, but I used it to find light!"

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