The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Qin Shou put down the [-] cover in his hand, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground. He waved to a brother, and the brother left the village with a gun. Soon Yang Ling and his team also got into the village. .

Yang Ling and the others originally had 32 brothers, plus the rescued old smoker and his group, the number of them was just in their early forties.

Although they were small in number and their targets were small, it would be troublesome if they were spotted by the devil's scout plane in the sky, so he decided to hide and rest in the village, after all, the devil wouldn't be able to find it here for a while.

Qin Shou agreed with Yang Ling's decision with both hands. They were chased by devils all the way, and they had been fleeing for their lives all the time. Now that they could sleep comfortably in this village, they would not want to go to the wilderness to nest.

The old smoker also nodded and agreed with Yang Ling's opinion. Firstly, it was out of trust in Yang Ling. Secondly, they couldn't run any longer and urgently needed to rest. Instead of taking the risk to find a new hiding place, it's better to do it on the spot Concealment, anyway, will the devil come soon.

After arranging the sentry post, Yang Ling went into a room and fell asleep with his head covered. He hadn't had any rest these days, and his nerves were always tense. He was so exhausted that he wished he could sleep for three days and three nights.

When the people in Yang Ling who jumped out of the devil's search area were sleeping soundly in this rural village dozens of miles away, the devil soldiers directly under the brigade of the 1th Brigade were still searching for them all over the mountains and plains.

"Sir, the third squadron reported that they found no trace of the Chinese." A devil reported to the brigade directly under the brigade, Major Mishima.

Major Mishima hadn't slept all night, and his face was haggard at the moment. He led the team to turn the area upside down, but nothing was found except for the more than 30 Chinese people who attacked the motorcade and killed them.

He is very puzzled now, they clearly detected the radio activity of the Chinese people in this area, but what about the radio station, what about the Chinese people?Could it be that they will fly into the sky and escape from the ground?

A ghost captain guessed: "Sir, could the Chinese people have jumped out of our encirclement at night?"

"But our aviation reconnaissance planes didn't find anything on the periphery. If there are large groups of Chinese people fleeing, they will definitely not escape the plane's detection." Another ghost lieutenant added.

Major Mishima's face was gloomy, and he made a firm judgment: "They must still be in this area, they must be hiding somewhere, order the squadrons to search again, and we must find out the hidden Chinese people!"

In fact, Major Mishima and the others made a mistake in their judgment at the beginning. They judged from the radio that there was a scattered squadron hidden in this area, and there might be senior generals there.

But in fact, the radio signal they discovered was only exposed by the old smokers who contacted the headquarters of the Jiangfang Group, and the old smokers who were mistaken for a large group of defeated soldiers have actually been wiped out by Major Mishima and the others, and they I don't know it.

Major Mishima and the others stubbornly believed that what they eliminated was only a small force, and they wanted to find out and eliminate the force that did not exist at all, so they have been busy in vain.

While the brigade directly under the brigade led by Major Mishima was still searching for the nonexistent unit, on the front line of Jiangyin, the devil's main force, which had concentrated three and a half divisions, had already launched an attack on the Jiangyin defense line.

The divisions under the Jiangfang Group Army fought to the death in the face of the devil's fierce attack, and the battle entered a fierce battle from the very beginning.

The Huangshan Fort in the Jiangyin Fortress had been disassembled and prepared to be transported. After a night of hard work, the 15mm cannon was reinstalled, and it roared angrily with the loud bang.

The battle ahead was fierce, and General Liu Xing, commander of the Jiangfang Army who hadn't slept all night, had bloodshot eyes as he continued to issue combat orders.

"report!"

"what's up?"

"Sir, the Huashan 667 regiment has sent the person you want to see."

Body 2 Chapter [-] Received by the Chief

Liu Ming was originally just a low-level deputy battalion commander. The Battle of Songhu was too fierce, and the soldiers were consumed in batches, and all his officers were martyred and died on the battlefield. ?

He was promoted by the front line to become the deputy head of the supplementary regiment of the 174th division, acting as the head of the regiment. He was not too happy and encountered a big defeat. He escaped several times on the way to retreat, and almost went to see the king of hell.

Although his little life was saved, countless brothers died along the way, and he saw too many life and death. The cruel war made him lose his thoughts of promotion and wealth, and he only wanted to live.

But what he didn't expect was that General Liu Xing of the Jiangfang Group Army called to see him just after he broke out of the encirclement and returned to the area controlled by the national army, which caught him off guard.

Although he is the deputy head of the supplementary regiment, he is already an unattainable officer in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, but in the face of the high-ranking commander of the Jiangfang Army, he, the deputy head of the supplementary regiment, is really not on the stage.

The commander of the Jiangfang Army wants to meet him in person, which makes him excited and at the same time embarrassed. He is excited that he can be received by the general in person, and he might be able to rise to the top.

But he also has his own worries. Now that the troops are in disarray, and he leads people to break out from the occupied area, it will be troublesome if he is mistaken for deserters or spies.

Liu Ming was very disturbed, and he asked the platoon leader of the 667 regiment who escorted him insinuatingly along the way, but he didn't get any useful answer, only one sentence, they were only ordered to escort him to the headquarters, and it was unknown what he was going to do. .

The area between Huashan and Jiangyin has already infiltrated many small groups of devils. They exchanged fire with the devils several times along the way, but with the protection of the guard platoon, Liu Ming finally arrived at the headquarters of the Jiangfang Army without any danger.

The Jiangyin fortress had a strong position. Along the way, Liu Ming saw countless trenches and forts made of reinforced concrete, and saw countless barbed wire fences erected.

Although the cannons were rumbling and the devils attacked fiercely, Liu Ming felt inexplicably at ease in his heart. With so many strong positions, the devils would not be able to attack them.

Seeing the strong positions of the Jiangyin Fortress, the anti-aircraft machine guns and cannons erected, Liu Ming recalled the Shanghai Battle half a month ago, and his face was gloomy.

If Shanghai had these trenches made of concrete and steel bars and so many machine guns and cannons at that time, I am afraid that my brothers would not have died without a single body. Thinking of this, his heart was as heavy as a stone, and I didn't have the mind to look at the scenery on the side of the road, so I was taken directly to the headquarters of the Jiangfang Army.

The headquarters of the Jiangfang Group Army was set up in the fortress for safety reasons, because the devil's fleet was swimming on the nearby river, and the naval artillery bombarded from time to time and the planes in the sky made Jiangyin County unsafe.

Anxious Liu Ming didn't wait for long. Following the sound of footsteps outside the door, a middle-aged general in a nice coat strode into the room with great strides, surrounded by several adjutants.

Liu Ming saw that the visitor had an extraordinary bearing, with three stars embellished on his collar badge, and immediately his heart shivered. Even though he was lying on a stretcher, he wanted to struggle to get up and salute.

"Liu Ming, the deputy head of the 174th Division Supplementary Regiment Major, has met Chief Liu!"

Commander Liu Xing saw that Liu Ming was already lying on the stretcher covered in blood, but he didn't cry out in pain. He secretly thought that he was a strong man, so he stopped and solemnly raised his hand to return the salute.

Seeing the dignified lieutenant general and the commander with the rank of general return the salute to him, Liu Ming was flattered and at the same time thought that those brothers who died would never come back, his nose soured and tears flashed in his eyes.

"Don't cry! How can you cry easily as a soldier!" Liu Xing shouted with a serious face.

Liu Ming suppressed the tears that were about to roll out of his eyes, and Commander Liu Xing nodded in satisfaction.

"I know you were beaten badly in Shanghai, and hundreds of thousands of our brothers are gone, but as members of the Communist Party, as long as we are alive, as long as we have breath, we will never give in easily! We will never kowtow or shed tears! We will continue to fight Little Japan, and we will not perish!"

Commander Liu Xing looked serious, and his words were like a hammer, so that the regiment deputy Liu Ming could engrave them in his heart.

"Yes!" Liu Ming took a deep breath, feeling that he had gained more strength.

Liu Xing found a chair by himself and sat opposite Liu Ming.

"You are injured, how do you feel now?" Liu Xing unexpectedly did not ask about the battle situation, but first cared about Liu Ming's injury.

Although Liu Ming bared his teeth in pain, he suppressed the pain and said: "Mr. Liu, my injury is not a problem, it will recover soon, and I can still beat devils."

Commander Liu Xing patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Our officers suffered a lot in the First World War in Shanghai, and officers with combat experience are even scarcer. I hope you can recover from your injuries and return to the army as soon as possible."

"I must take good care of my injuries and strive to return to the team to fight the little devils as soon as possible!"

"En." Liu Xing nodded, quickly changed the subject, and began to praise Liu Ming: "You were able to break out of the enemy's heavy encirclement this time, and you did a good job as the deputy commander of the regiment..."

Hearing the praise from the chief officer Liu Xing, Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, scratched his head in embarrassment: "Commander Liu, to be honest, it was not me who led the team to gather the rout brothers and break through the encirclement, but someone else."

"Oh? There is such a thing? But how did I hear that you were the highest-ranked commander who led the team to break through?" Liu Xing asked suspiciously.

Liu Ming said sternly: "Mr. Liu, I am indeed the highest rank among the breakout team, but because I was injured, it is inconvenient to command. The battalion commander Yang Ling, who is under me, is in charge of the real command."

Seeing that Liu Ming didn't seem to be telling a lie, Liu Xing immediately became interested in Yang Ling. As a battalion commander, he was able to lead nearly a thousand people to successfully break out from the heavy chasing and siege of the devils. This is not easy. He can't wait. Want to see him now.

"Then where is Battalion Commander Yang at the moment?" Liu Xing asked.

Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, said with a sad face: "When we broke out last night, some brothers were surrounded by devils. He took people back to rescue them, and then there was no news. I'm afraid they have died for the country now..."