Chapter 141 Call the Military Doctor
At this time, Luo Jiu was standing on the city wall of Hongdao and looking into the distance. It was the dawn of the fourth day of conscription.
Two hours ago, she woke up in the night and heard the night guard muttering outside: "I don't know what happened, no one came suddenly. The quartermaster made a pot of shredded pork porridge for nothing and gave it to those of us on duty as a midnight snack."
Another person said, "It's almost done. Everyone who can come has come. Besides, how big is our Red Island? The commander forbids disturbing the people. We can hardly accommodate the tents."
Luo Jiu turned over and couldn't fall asleep, so he just got up and took a look.
That night, the gates of Hongdao City were wide open, but no one came.
Luo Jiu walked to the table at the conscription office, picked up the booklet and took a look. The soldier who was dozing off at the registration desk stood up with a start, "Commander!"
Luo Jiu waved his hand and said, "Go to sleep. If there's no one here, just take a rest. Is it because fewer people have come since last night?"
The man nodded and said, "Don't worry, Commander. It may be the beginning of autumn soon. The weather is cooler and fewer people are traveling at night."
Luo Jiu didn't say anything, but she didn't agree with this reason.
In this era, people's belief in the war of resistance was extremely firm.
During the Long March, there were severe weather conditions in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
The soldiers were short of food and clothing, and many of them froze to death while crossing the snow.
But they did not retreat or run away. Their faith was as strong as that of pilgrims who kowtowed along the way and could not be shaken.
Hongdao is a popular anti-Japanese war holy site in the country. Those who are determined to fight the war will never give up easily. There must be something blocking their progress.
At dawn, Luo Jiu called the reconnaissance company commander and said, "Find a few soldiers with Shandong accents and smart minds at dawn, change into civilian clothes and go out to find out what's going on in the cities near us, how many troops there are, and whether there are any signs of mobilization recently."
Feng Qi and Cheng Yaoyao also came out at this time, and when they saw Luo Jiu, they hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"
Luo Jiu said: "Something is wrong. I don't know which force has taken action to cut off our military resources in all aspects. The speed is so fast and the scope is so wide. It is very likely that it is the Beiyang government's action."
Cheng Yaoyao said helplessly: "There is no way, our territory is small, we just returned to China, and the information network cannot be expanded.
I'll call Editor-in-Chief Shao to ask him. He has a lot of connections and I'll see if he has any information."
Just as Cheng Yaoyao left, Feng Qi noticed a carriage coming not far away, with a few vague figures on it.
"Someone is coming!" Feng Qi narrowed his eyes, "Why is this carriage moving so strangely? It's shaking so much."
It was still dark, and everyone could only see a carriage running madly towards them. They could vaguely hear someone on it shouting sadly, "Help! Help!"
Luo Jiu hurriedly said: "Go down and take a look."
In the blink of an eye, the old horse ran to the city gate. It let out a mournful wail, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground.
Feng Qi quickly ran a few steps and held the overturned vehicle. She looked back and saw that the old horse had a knife in its buttocks. It used its last bit of strength to run here with its owner.
All six people in the car suffered varying degrees of injuries.
The old man driving the cart had blood at the corner of his mouth and his hands were tightly gripping the reins, his palms had long been worn out.
The two young men had knife cuts on their arms and calves.
The girl in the red wedding dress tore her skirt into strips and helped them bandage their wounds.
The girl's elbow was also injured and bleeding, and she was holding a little girl about ten years old in her arms.
The little girl was holding an even younger boy in her arms. The child looked only six or seven years old and was extremely skinny.
There was a knife stuck in the little boy's stomach. The little girl used both hands to press on him to stop the bleeding, but she couldn't do it at all. The blood flowed out from between her fingers, staining her tattered clothes red.
This group of people seemed to have walked out of hell, and they were all still in shock. The girl in the wedding dress glanced at Feng Qi and asked blankly: "Have we reached Hongdao?"
"We're here. This is Hongdao. I'm Feng Qi, commander of the National Salvation Army."
The people in the car looked at each other and let out suppressed cries.
Luo Jiu ran over quickly and looked at this tragic scene. His heart seemed to be squeezed hard by someone. "Call the military doctor!"
However, the little boy lost too much blood and it was too late.
When the military doctor took the man from the little girl, he found that he had no body temperature and heartbeat.
The military doctor placed the tiny person on a stretcher, feeling extremely helpless.
The little girl knelt silently beside the corpse, without saying a word and without even shedding tears. Her calmness surprised everyone.
Old man Wang wiped his tears, stumbled down from the car, fell to his knees with a plop, grabbed Luo Jiu's clothes and cried, "Commander, we are in such a difficult situation, they don't allow us to come to join the National Salvation Army, they want to arrest us.
They have no humanity, they want to kill my horse, they don’t even spare my children.”
Luo Jiu held his arm firmly and helped him up. "Who are they?"
The two young men in the car wiped their tears and said aggrievedly: "It is the inspection team at the gate of Licheng. We have been walking for four days. At the beginning, everything was fine. Starting from yesterday afternoon, the places we passed by suddenly started to set up roadblocks.
They didn't allow us to come to Hongdao or join the army.
We said we were here to escort the bride, and we finally entered the territory of Shandong Province.
Originally, we only needed to travel another thirty miles from Licheng to reach Hongdao, but the soldiers on the way refused to let us go and insisted that we pay a toll.
How could we have money? Without money to honor them, they acted like scoundrels, wanting to kill Uncle Wang's horse and drag us all off the car.
Little Stone kicked the official, and he stabbed him with a knife..."
The man couldn't bear to continue, and the person next to him continued, "Luckily, Sister Zhaodi put a pair of scissors against their leader's neck, so we were able to rush out from the city gate."
When Luo Jiu heard this, he felt the blood rushing up and he wished he could kill those bastards immediately.
She suppressed her surging emotions and said, "Take care of your wounds and rest first. I will take care of Licheng's affairs."
As they were talking, the nurse had already bandaged their wounds. Zhong Jialing took the registration booklet and registered them one by one.
"Name."
"Chen Zhaodi."
Zhong Jialing paused for a moment, and she looked at her wedding dress that was mixed with blood and dirt. "If you don't like this name, you can change it."
Chen Zhaodi thought for a moment and said loudly: "Then I want to be rewarded with merit, the merit of killing the enemy."
At this time, Luo Jiu looked at the little girl who was still kneeling beside him.
"What's her name?"
Chen Ligong said: "These two children are beggars we picked up on the road. The elder sister is called Xiaohua and the younger brother is called Xiaoshitou."
Luo Jiu squatted down and patted Xiaohua's back gently. "You are still young, we will arrange for you to go to school, and then you can join the army when you grow up, okay?"
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