Fu Zheng was eating, and there were bursts of artillery fire outside, and dust and dust fell from the temporary headquarters like me. He didn't care about it at all, and mixed them together as seasonings and swallowed them raw. He didn't have the time to make delicate ones. pick.
"Commander, the east entrance has cleared the dark line, and we can break through tonight."
"En." Fu Zheng nodded calmly. His face was full of disgrace. Because he hadn't closed his eyes properly for several days and nights, his eyes were dark and dark. He put down the iron rice bowl and roughly wiped his mouth, "click Soldiers, prepare to charge!"
The situation in Suinan was indeed not good. Fu Zheng dispatched troops from the sidelines and was confronting the enemy. Suinan was still separated by an enemy blockade, wrapping dumplings layer by layer. Fu Zheng didn't do anything. He kept going, preparing to rush in from the east in person, and get through this supply line first. Suinan's soldiers were almost unable to hold on.
That night, Fu Zheng personally led a team of elite soldiers, all of whom were good at one against ten, and forcibly made a hole in the enemy's eastern blockade line. For one charge, he got three colors on his body. Fortunately, because I can't die, and the injuries are not critical.
Of the 126 people who participated in the mission, forty-three died, 29 were injured, and seven of them were seriously injured. Those who died registered their names one by one, took off their magnolia flower military emblems, and put them on their backs. Write down the names and bring them back. If there are corpses, they will be buried on the spot. If there are no corpses, they will pack up their clothes and bury them. If they are slightly injured, they will be treated quickly. It is also tantamount to waiting to die.
Most seriously injured people choose to stay on the battlefield, and they will die if they go back. It is better to die on the battlefield and leave an extra pension for the family members. .
The injuries on Fu Zheng's body were not serious, they were all from stray bullets, and the blood flow was not much. When the orderly was wrapping up the bandage and applying medicine to him, he received a report, "Report to the commander, there is a reporter named Zhang outside, holding a Your signed letter begging to see you."
After the wound medicine was sprayed on the open wound, Fu Zheng's face remained unchanged, "Let him in."
Zhang Qianyi was taken aback when he entered the earthen hut. He almost didn't recognize Fu Zheng. He had taken photos of Fu Zheng's headquarters, and he was a little familiar with Fu Zheng's appearance. His appearance was first-class handsome and unrestrained, but at this moment his body was full of scars and his bloody bandages were so embarrassing that he didn't dare to recognize him, but when he saw Fu Zheng's eyes, he was convinced that it was Commander Fu. There is no shortage of oppressive light inside.
"Commander Fu, hello, I'm a reporter from Tomorrow Daily. I want to interview you about the Suinan battlefield. Is it convenient for you?" Zhang Qianyi said cautiously.
Fu Zheng spat, spitting out a little bit of blood from his throat, "Why do you have a letter signed by me?"
Zhang Qianyi took out a snow-white letter paper from his arms. There were only two words on the letter—Fu Zheng. It was not beautifully written, but it was indeed in Fu Zheng's handwriting. Zhang Qianyi said, "Young Master He sent it to me."
Fu Zheng suddenly understood in his heart that he could only write his name, and he wrote it to He Letian countless times before leaving.
Ordinary people, especially those with heavy arms like Fu Zheng, would be alarmed when they saw their names being imitated to the point of being fake. , stroked the handwriting on it, and said lightly: "You ask."
Zhang Qianyi breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Fu Zheng would give He Letian face, so he interviewed Fu Zheng very smoothly. Precious information.
When replying to Zhang Qianyi's words, Fu Zheng kept stroking the thin letter paper. He lowered his eyes so that no one would notice the greed and longing in his eyes. He was not annoyed that He Letian didn't write to him. I can't read.
After finishing the interview, Zhang Qianyi said: "Commander Fu, can you let them all go out, I... have something to tell you for Mr. He."
Fu Zheng raised his head suddenly, waved to the orderly, and stopped the unwrapped bandages first.
Zhang Qianyi took out another letter from his bosom, "Fourth Uncle, how are you? I am in Miancheng because of your protection, everything is fine, I hope you can return safely, take care—I miss your happy day."
Fu Zheng was almost obsessed with listening, all the pain on his body disappeared, what came out of the wound was not blood, it seemed to be melted honey, it was full of sweet smell, he calmed down, and said, "That's all?"
"That's all." Zhang Qianyi concealed a little bit, and He Letian also confessed to him in the letter that Fu Zheng was illiterate and asked him to read it for him, but don't say anything.
Fu Zheng said, "Bring it."
Zhang Qianyi gave it.
Fu Zheng opened the letter, and the elegant and unrestrained handwriting on it was completely different from his handwriting. Although there were only three short lines, Fu Zheng couldn't understand it at all. It also made Fu Zheng's heart agitated and uncontrollable. He put his thumb here The last two characters on the letter paper, two simple and small characters, these two characters are 'Le Tian', He Letian's name, except for the two characters 'Fu Zheng', he knew 'Le Tian' again.
"Commander, I want to interview some of your wounded soldiers and bring them some words for their families. Do you think so?" Zhang Qianyi said.
Fu Zheng closed the letter, folded it in half, put it in his hand temporarily, and said kindly, "Go."
Zhang Qianyi went out, and the orderly came in again and continued to apply medicine and bandages to Fu Zheng. Fu Zheng opened the letter again and read it over and over again. Zhang Qianyi read it once, and he had memorized it firmly. Recognizing each word, he regretted it. It would have been better if he had recognized more characters in the past, so that he could write back to He Letian, pouring out all the love words that he was full of when he woke up in the middle of the night to He Letian.
He has completely forgotten the idea of restraint that he wants to love. His love for He Letian has become stronger and stronger amidst the raging flames of war, and it has almost become difficult for him to hold back.
After Zhang Qianyi finished his work, he came to ask Fu Zheng what message he had to convey to He Letian on his behalf. Facing a 'third party', Fu Zheng held back his frank love words that were not very worthy of the stage, and only spoke in a rough voice. Qi way: "Tell him, I will go back safely and let him take care of himself."
Zhang Qianyi nodded, gave Fu Zheng a lame military salute, and said solemnly: "Commander Fu, you are our hero, please return triumphantly."
Fu Zheng returned the military salute calmly.
From then on, Fu Zheng could receive a message from Zhang Qianyi almost every two weeks. His only comfort in the continuous battle was those short words, because it was passed down from generation to generation, and what He Letian said was very important. It's about 'Take care, be safe', and Fu Zheng is the same. When he loves his heart, he can only say one thing - "Take care, be safe."
The battle is still at a stalemate. Fu Zheng has made the enemy's blockade into a sieve, with gaps everywhere, but the opponent is also very tenacious. Now the most important thing for both sides is to fight for a military supply, especially for Fu Zheng. He not only has to manage his own army, but also supports the army and people trapped in the city in Suinan.
What made Fu Zheng even more anxious was that he had lost his belief. He tried his best to tell himself that the war was tight, and that the interruption of information transmission was a very common thing, but he couldn't help thinking wildly. Forcing himself to suppress, he still has to fight, and there are 150,000 people in Suinan city waiting for him to rescue.
Fu Zheng regards himself as a gun without emotion, sprinting fearlessly and bravely, only allowing himself to think about that snow-white face and bright red lips when he falls asleep late at night.
The letter on Le Tian's side was also broken, and the system told him that Zhang Qianyi was injured and couldn't get out.
The shortage of military supplies for the front-line war has reached a state where it is almost impossible to supply. Le Tian, who has been editing the materials and articles sent back by Zhang Qianyi, decided to write directly. Together with Chen Liao, he united all the newspapers in Miancheng to publish the article, asking the people to donate military pay .
He Letian's writing skills are excellent, coupled with the system's embellishment and blessing, an article is written with sincerity and tears, not only in Miancheng, but several other urban newspapers also published He Letian's "Book with the People", All of a sudden, the people's sentiments were high, and a flood of materials came to Cotton City. However, the biggest problem was how to transport these materials to the battlefield.
A person that Letian hadn't expected at all—Commander Hao stepped forward.
That day, Hao Tianwen came to the He Mansion with a dark face, and said to Le Tian in a very vicious tone: "You all think Fu Zheng is amazing, don't you? I, Hao Tianwen, came from a famous family. I go!"
Le Tian's face was hesitant.
Hao Tianwen saw his hesitation, and said angrily: "You little boy suspects that I will embezzle the military salary?!"
Le Tian didn't deny Commander Hao who was jumping in anger, and almost vomited blood in Commander Hao's anger.
The final result was that Commander Hao led a team to Suinan to deliver supplies, and Fu Mingfeng accompanied him as an adjutant. Commander Hao was very angry. He Letian really doubted his character! He loves soldiers like a child, a good general who refuses to lose a soldier is hard to find in the world! Commander Hao was also a little happy. Fu Mingfeng looked down on him with this little coffin face, so he obediently served him as his adjutant. Not to mention, although Fu Mingfeng had a cold and fierce face, he was still pretty. It's decent, Commander Hao thought distractedly, and Fu Mingfeng glanced at him, and the back of his neck trembled again.
During the long period of severing contact with the outside world, Fu Zheng has almost run out of ammunition and food, and even food. At least half of the food he eats today is sand, and this is already considered good, and there are still soldiers. There was almost no food to eat, Fu Zheng's heart became hotter and hotter, and he couldn't eat at all. He put down the iron basin, and said to the orderly with a grim face, "Procrastinate, procrastinate for a few more days, until they can't consume enough food." When there is chaos, we will decide the outcome in one round!"
In fact, he knew very well in his heart that if it dragged on, they would soon be exhausted, but he was the commander, so he had to act confident and not disturb the morale of the army.
When Commander Hao came with the supplies in the middle of the night, he was almost killed as a sneak attack. He also faced hardships and obstacles along the way, so he gritted his teeth angrily, "Tell you Commander Fu to come out and kowtow to grandpa!"
When Fu Zheng really appeared, Commander Hao was overjoyed. Fu Zheng had completely become a savage, with disheveled hair and a messy beard like weeds. He was well-dressed, but when he looked closely, even though Fu Zheng was in such a mess, his demeanor still overwhelmed his own, and Commander Hao couldn't be happier.
"Commander!" As soon as Fu Mingfeng saw Fu Zheng, he immediately ran up and knelt down in front of Fu Zheng, with two lines of tears streaming down his face, why did his most respectable and majestic Commander become like this.
Seeing Fu Mingfeng's mournful look, Commander Hao felt even more uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and pouted slightly. When he saw Fu Zheng striding towards him, he couldn't help but take a half step back. Fu Zheng raised his fist even more. He cried out, "Fu Zheng, you will repay your kindness—"
The fist hit him on the shoulder lightly, and Fu Zheng's wolf-like eyes were shining brightly in the dark night, "Thank you."
With the military pay and materials, there is the capital to continue to procrastinate. Commander Hao commanded his soldiers to distribute the materials. His soldiers can't do other things, and they are more efficient at this kind of chores.
Fu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and sat in the headquarters with Commander Hao to chat about the battle that had lasted for almost half a year. He really wanted to ask about He Letian's situation, but he couldn't ask, so he could only hold back.
Even if Commander Hao was jealous, he had to admit that Fu Zheng was really capable. If it was him, it would be impossible to make the enemy's defense line look like a hornet's nest, full of holes. If it was him, those holes would be sure. will hit him.
"Fu Zheng, you're really lucky," Commander Hao said, "It just so happens that your niece and son-in-law have been praising you in the newspapers and calling on the people to donate supplies. That little article made me lose my mind Urine."
Fu Zheng's hands trembled, and he said slowly, "You're talking about He Letian..."
Commander Hao nodded and said with emotion, "What a good boy."
There were sporadic sounds of gunfire in the night wind, and pieces of soil and sand fell on the two of them. Commander Hao hid, Man wanted to run again, and Fu Zheng wanted to run too. He wanted to run and shout, shouting in the dusty world, good boy, his good boy!