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

"Yang Mou admires Mr. Xiao's profound understanding and righteousness. If this lure and ambush succeeds, I will definitely go up to the peak to ask for credit for Mr. Xiao."

"It's easy to talk about," Xiao Tianliang stood up, "Battalion Commander Yang, time is urgent, so I'll contact the guerrillas right now."

"It's dark and the road is slippery, Mr. Xiao please be careful all the way." Yang Ling got up and sent Xiao Tianliang out the door.

After Xiao Tianliang left, Yang Ling recruited several downcast company commanders into the room to make arrangements for tomorrow's lure operation, hoping to get rid of this powerful devil in one fell swoop.

This is a big gamble. Yang Ling's bet is that the devils who slipped away will come back, because he guessed that the devils must have gone to Nanjing to perform a secret mission. The possibility of leaking secrets, if the devil commander is not stupid, he will definitely come back.

Yang Ling's arrangement was also very simple. He personally led some people to escort the captured devils as bait, while the other part of the brothers hid in the dark with the guerrillas and waited for an opportunity. As long as the hidden devils dared to make a move, then Surround and annihilate them.

Now most of the devils' main force is heading towards the Zhendan Plain. This group of devils disguised as the National Revolutionary Army infiltrated from Jiangbei to Nanjing. There are not many people. Besides, this is still the territory of the National Revolutionary Army. That's why Yang Ling made this decision with confidence. with this bait scheme.

"Are the respective tasks clear?"

The old smoker muttered: "The task is clear, but I feel that this guerrilla is unreliable."

"Oh? Why is it not reliable?" The old smoker's words aroused Yang Ling's interest.

"A few years ago, my unit fought against the guerrillas when they encircled and suppressed the guerrillas. They were run away when they couldn't fight. The situation is unfavorable, what if they run away, shouldn't we be passive?"

Yang Ling knew that in fact, the old smoker's trust in the guerrillas was not simply a matter of trust, but a matter of heart knot.

The brother who always beat you to death when we met at the beginning, but now he wants to shake hands and fight devils together, how awkward it is, and worry about whether he will be stabbed in the back while beating devils. Two sentences can be drawn clearly.

Yang Ling enlightened the company commanders and said: "Let me give you an analogy, we and the guerrillas are like two brothers in the same family, and the devil is like a man-eating wolf. Now a wolf has come to the house, and the wolf wants to eat people, what do you think should be done?"

"Let's beat the wolf first!" Qin Shou replied without thinking.

"Yes, the wolf that eats people must be killed first. Our two parties are like two brothers. Now that the two brothers have united to fight wolves, if we still have grudges against each other and are wary of each other, then it is not for the wolves to take advantage, so Ah, we have to trust, we have to fight side by side, to fight against man-eating wolves and devils! Do you understand what I said?"

After thinking for a moment, the old smoker nodded and said, "It seems to be the reason."

"The so-called brothers are of one heart, and their strength can break gold. This is the truth. Only if we unite and twist into one rope, we will drive away the devils sooner or later. If we are still fighting in the nest, wouldn't it be a joke for the devils."

Seeing that everyone understood, Yang Ling said with a smile: "Everyone cheer up and fight side by side with the guerrillas. Our guerrilla battalion can't lose to the guerrillas, right?"

"It must surpass them. Our guerrilla battalion has killed General Devil." Qin Shou grinned.

"Okay, let's all go down and get ready." Seeing that the morale had improved, Yang Ling waved his hand to dismiss the meeting.

Text Chapter 255 Confrontation

At daybreak, Xiao Tianliang returned to Lijiachong with the guerrillas. The guerrillas consisted of nearly a hundred people. Their clothes were mottled and messy, and their weapons were also various. At a glance, they thought they were ordinary people who had just been armed.

The old smoker poked Yang Ling's body with his hand, and murmured in a low voice, "Brother Yang, this is just a bunch of mobs. How can you expect them to help?"

Although the old smoker looked down on this seemingly shabby guerrilla, Yang Ling did not dare to underestimate it. The Jiangbei area used to be the core area controlled by the National Revolutionary Army. How could these guerrillas have been able to take root and be active here for so long? two brushes?

"Brother Zhou, people can't be judged by their appearance, and sea water can't be measured. Don't underestimate people." Yang Ling reminded the old smoker in a low voice, and stepped forward to greet him.

The old smoker stood there and curled his lips disapprovingly, relying on their hundreds of bad guns?Thank goodness for not helping.

"Let me introduce, this is Battalion Commander Yang of the Jiangfang Group Army's guerrilla battalion who just broke out from Jiangyin. He is the one who helped us get rid of Li Youde, a traitor."

Xiao Tianliang first introduced Yang Ling, then pointed to the guerrilla leader and said, "This is Captain Zhang Tie of my Jiangbei guerrilla team."

Zhang Tie, the guerrilla captain, had an unsmiling Chinese face. He immediately respected Yang Ling after hearing Xiao Tianliang's introduction. Compared with their small fights in the rear, the guerrilla battalion fought bloody battles with the devils on the Jiangyin front line. Admirable, he stretched out his hand and said: "Battle Commander Yang, I have admired you for a long time. You fought bloody battles in Jiangyin and thwarted the enemy's arrogance. You are all true heroes and men! We have already admired you so much, and it is true when we see you today. Extraordinary."

Yang Ling is still modest: "It is our duty as a soldier to kill the enemy and serve the country. We are just trying our best. Unfortunately, we can't kill all the devils and restore our country. How can I be called a hero? Captain Zhang must not make fun of me." .”

"It's Captain Zhang, you understand the righteousness, and come to help regardless of previous suspicions. I, Yang Ling, thank you brothers first." Yang Ling changed the subject and bowed his hands to express his gratitude to the guerrillas.

"Battle Commander Yang, thanking you is enough. Our guerrillas are also Chinese, and we also have the responsibility to defend the country and fight against the enemy. It is an honor for our Jiangbei guerrillas to be able to fight side by side with the guerrilla battalion this time."

After the two sides met and exchanged pleasantries, they cut straight to the topic without any unnecessary nonsense, deliberated and deliberated on the plan to lure the enemy and annihilate them, and then clarified their respective tasks, and soon launched their actions.

Yang Ling took more than 50 brothers to detain the ghosts who were bundled up like rice dumplings and left Li Jiachong, swaggeringly on the road.

About ten minutes later, Zhang Tie led the guerrillas and Old Smoker to join forces with the remaining brothers and fell far behind Yang Ling and Li Jiachong.

The ghost Tengtian looked depressed. Being captured was a great shame for him. He was also fierce and wanted to commit suicide several times, but they were all stopped by Yang Ling and the others. Yang Ling wanted to fish, but how could he tolerate the bait to die? drop it.

The direction to Nanjing is still full of people. The routed soldiers, fleeing refugees, neighing mules and bulging packages filled the road. Everyone's face was full of fear and uneasiness. The atmosphere under the hazy sky Dull and depressing.

Yang Ling asked Liu Yidao and the others to take turns calling out to the refugees to dissuade them from going to Nanjing, because that place was about to become a battlefield, and whoever would go would die in the face of the vicious devil soldiers.

The refugees were skeptical of what Yang Ling and the others said. In their minds, they always believed that Nanjing was the capital and was defended by a large number of troops. At least it was much stronger than other places.

Yang Ling had no choice but to buy several refugees with money and let them spread false news that the government had abandoned Nanjing, most of the army had withdrawn, and the main force had withdrawn to Wuhan, etc. for defense in depth.

This trick really worked. The refugees were afraid of death. Since the government had already abandoned Nanjing, they might run into devils head-on if they went there, and they would die.

All kinds of rumors were flying all over the sky, and the timid refugees diverted to other places to escape. At noon, only Yang Ling and his group were left alone on the crowded road.

"Battalion Commander, do you think the officers are really going to give up Nanjing? It's the capital of the country, how can you just give up and give up."

In order to prevent the refugees from stepping into the city that was doomed to be burned by war, Yang Ling spread rumors to scare them into fleeing to other places. Rumors were flying all over the sky, and Qin Shou and others were also dubious.

"Shanghai's 80 people have not been able to defend. I heard that there are only a dozen newly defeated guards in Nanjing, and none of them are full. All the officials have fled. I guess [-]% of them will not be able to defend."

Although Yang Ling spoke euphemistically, Qin Shou and the others felt that the future was gloomy.

Qin Shou was in a bad mood, and said blankly: "If Nanjing is lost, then won't our country perish?"

"It's not enough to subjugate the country. The government has already moved to Chongqing, which will become the accompanying capital."

Although Yang Ling said this, everyone still found it hard to accept. As a soldier, if he lost his capital, he would really lose his face and fight.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Yang Ling patted Qin Shou on the shoulder and said, "Actually, moving the capital to Chongqing is not a bad thing. First, it can avoid the enemy's sharp edge and avoid subjugation of the country. Second, the battle line is stretched. These thousands of miles are connected by mountains and rivers. The road is rough, we have more room to maneuver, and the little devil is exhausted."

"That's true," Qin Shou grinned, "Let's kill the little devil."

Just as Yang Ling and the others were walking and chatting, Yang Dashu suddenly pointed to the front and said, "There seems to be a situation ahead."

"Hidden!" Before Yang Ling could finish his sentence, the 50 or so brothers had already spread out to hide, and the sound of gun bolts being pulled could be heard in his ears.

Yang Ling took out the captured Cao Changjing, and quickly saw the situation ahead clearly. In the rolling hills and grass beside the road about 600 meters ahead, there were many people wearing National Revolutionary Army uniforms lurking.

On the hillside on the left side of the hill, a few people with their hands tied behind their backs were being pointed at with guns. Yang Ling recognized that the bound man was the brother he sent out to scout the way, and his face darkened.

"Battalion Commander, there seems to be someone coming from their side." Yang Dashu reminded.

Yang Ling looked up, and as expected, the two walked towards them, but stopped when they were about 300 meters away.

"Hey, which part are you from? Why are you the one who kidnapped us?" Yang Dashu yelled, but the other party didn't respond. He still stood there blankly and looked at them.

Just when Yang Dashu wanted to continue shouting, Yang Ling stopped him: "They are not friendly troops, they are disguised by devils, they should be the devils from last night."