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After the rain, the sky was still overcast, and the face of the sun could not be seen. Perhaps because the clouds were too thick, there were not too many enemy planes. In a sense, this was also considered combat pressure for the 215th Division. a kind of relief.
The sound of guns and artillery on the southern forward position never stopped, and the walkie-talkies in the command room kept ringing one after another. It was nothing more than which position was lost, which position was recaptured; which battalion The company suffered too many casualties and requested support; which battalion and company could no longer hold on and requested withdrawal Wang Dahu seemed to be sitting on a needle felt. After this call, another call came from another place. He seemed to be a puppet that kept spinning. Zhang Xian felt very tired sitting at the door looking at him. Looking at the people coming in and out of the door, everyone's face was so solemn. Some clerks, under the command of political commissar Yao Qigang, were already hiding in a corner and burning documents that could not be taken away; You also need to choose a location to avoid attracting the attention of enemy aircraft, so you have to be very careful. The soldiers in the guard camp were mostly helping to organize things, packing and tightening the useful things that had to be taken on the road, and then packed them into boxes and put them on the roadside outside the yard, not caring about the muddy ground that was not yet dry. , just waiting for the division commander's order to load it into a truck or put it on a horse. Everyone is moving very quickly, even walking is like trotting, and even an unrelated person will be extremely nervous when he sees them.
Lu Fan hurried over with a telegram. As soon as he saw Zhang Xian, he shouted: "Lao Yu, give this telegram to the teacher quickly. I have another telegram that I haven't translated yet!" Without any explanation, he thrust the telegram into Zhang Xian's hand, turned around and left again.
Zhang Xian was startled. He didn't understand that Lu Fan was unwilling to walk in at such a few steps away. He looked at the telegram in his hand and couldn't help but feel a little confused. This telegram was sent by Commander Xiong Zhuoran, and it was from Commander Xiong Zhuoran. The new order overturned the previous order requiring the 215th Division to retreat immediately: "Your division will suspend its retreat and continue to block the enemy south of the Bukhan River to cover the movement of the wounded in the entire army and strive to hold on for five days. time!¡¡"
Seeing this telegram, Zhang Xian felt as if his whole body and mind had been pushed into an ice cellar for thousands of years. In addition to being cold all over, he was only stiff and his head suddenly grew bigger. .
"Is there a telegram?" Wang Dahu asked loudly from inside the door, apparently hearing Lu Fan's voice outside the door.
Zhang Xian then responded as if he was waking up from a dream: "Yes!"
¡°Show it to me quickly!¡±
Zhang Xian had no choice but to walk into the room. He wanted to throw the telegram immediately into the pile of burning documents in the corner, but facing Wang Dahu's scorched red eyes, he could only throw the telegram without expression. Handed it over.
Wang Dahu read it carefully, and doubts gradually appeared on his anxious face. He then crushed the telegram into a ball. His eyes were already a little desperate, but they passed by in a flash, and he quickly regained his composure. He turned around and told Political Commissar Yao who was burning documents: "Old Yao, Commander Xiong ordered our division to stop retreating!"
Yao Qigang, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly stood up. Perhaps he stood up a little too suddenly. His head was dizzy and his body fell forward. If a soldier next to him hadn't quickly supported him with quick hands and eyes, he would have definitely fallen. Fell to the ground.
"Are you okay? Lao Yao?" Wang Dahu asked quickly with concern.
"It's okay!" Yao Qigang waved his hand, took the already clumped telegram from Wang Dahu's hand, unfolded it, took a look at it, and smiled bitterly: "Old Wang, it seems that our division is really going to face a battle. It¡¯s a battle of life and death!¡±
Of course Wang Dahu understood what he meant. He could only nod solemnly, then turned to the operator and ordered: "Call the troops to temporarily stop crossing the river, rearrange their positions, and not withdraw!"
"Yes!" The operator agreed and used the walkie-talkie again to call the three regiments under the 215th Division. Wang Dahu's correspondent was also sent out to notify other departments in the division headquarters.
"Sir, why did this change so fast?" Zhang Xian couldn't help but ask. In fact, he knew very well that this was an order from above. Only Xiong Zhuoran could explain clearly why there was such a change, and Wang Dahu didn't know either. of.
Wang Dahu frowned, shook his head and sighed: "Maybe it's what the telegram said. Commander Xiong is worried that the wounded will not be transported!"
While he was talking, Lu Fan walked in with another translated telegram and handed it to Wang Dahu. This telegram is actually an explanation of the call from Xiong Zhuoran just now. It is a forwarded call from the Corps to the 72nd Army: "Due to the operation?¡¯s right wing serves as a guard! "
"This is the only way it can be now!" Wang Dahu could only say.
Zhang Xian is a little worried. The position on the right wing is not small. Let alone two companies, even one regiment may not be able to cover the entire defense line. Now the two companies that Wang Dahu has transferred are only two at best. They are just a guard team. Once the enemy really wants to penetrate from that direction, they can only report the news and have no other purpose.
Wang Dahu soon received a call back from Xiong Zhuoran, but this call back was very disappointing. Although Xiong Zhuoran was also very worried about the situation of the 215th Division, he could no longer contact the corps headquarters. After issuing that order, they blocked the signal and entered into a silent march; so it was impossible to say whether Xiong Zhuoran's understanding of the regiment's telegram was wrong at this time. Xiong Zhuoran was still very confident and told Wang Dahu that the 215th Division was the sharp knife of the 72nd Army, and this covering task was also obligatory. As long as the 215th Division could persist, it must persist until the entire regiment's wounded were covered successfully. Transport away.
Faced with this telegram with no room for maneuver, Wang Dahu could only make a desperate decision: order the two regiments in the south to set up obstacles at all levels and insist on blocking the enemy south of the Bukhan River and never cross the river.
But at this time, in fact, after receiving the first retreat order from the army, some personnel had already withdrawn across the Beihan River. It was unrealistic to order these people to return to the south of the Yangtze River. Therefore, after Zhang Xian and Political Commissar Yao Under Wang Dahu's suggestion, Wang Dahu finally agreed that most of the division headquarters should cross the Beihan River, but as the division commander, he insisted on staying on the south bank to directly command the operations of the two regiments. Everyone couldn't resist the division commander's decision, and in the end they had no choice but to obey his orders. In this way, when another dark night fell, the division headquarters of the 215th Division was divided into two parts. Political Commissar Yao led most of the people to the Dragon King Temple on the north bank of the Beihan River, while Wang Dahu stayed in the south of the Yangtze River. , Zhang Xian also stayed with him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com