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

A big man with his head wrapped in blood-oozing gauze rushed over: "Tuan Zuo, what are your orders?"

Zhang Lingfu pointed to Yang Ling and the others: "Battalion Commander Yang and the others are going to the Gaoqiaomen Detention Station, you send two people to help guide the way."

"Yes!" Adjutant Wang replied loudly.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" Yang Ling saluted Zhang Lingfu again. It's better to have someone lead the way than they are running around on the battlefield.

After Zhang Lingfu gave his orders, he immediately led the 305th regiment that had just fought a battle forward, and the main force of the cover division was transferred.

"This regiment leader Zhang is really good." Liu Yidao saw that Zhang Lingfu didn't have the pretensions of an officer, and instead sent someone to lead them to Gaoqiao Town, and said something without thinking.

Although Yang Ling held the title of Major and Battalion Commander of the Guerrilla Battalion, since Jiangyin broke through, most of the brothers in the battalion followed Zhao Wenbin, the battalion commander of the Northeast Army, to break through first. He only had more than 100 brothers in his hands.

When crossing the river in the north of the Yangtze River, he left most of the brothers, including Lao Yangun, to collect the ferry with the guerrillas. He only brought Liu Yidao, Qin Shou and more than 20 brothers to Nanjing.

But the advance speed of the devils was too fast, and their dream of destroying China in three months was shattered in the flesh and blood battlefield in Shanghai, so that the devils' troops became extremely anxious, confused and crazy.

Although the Chinese defenders on the front line of Zhenjiang and Jurong fought bloody battles, on the Zhendan Plain, facing the indiscriminate bombing of the devil's chariot troops and aircraft, the troops retreated like a tide.

There were so many stragglers along the way, Yang Ling and the others gathered as they walked along the way, they unexpectedly gathered more than 300 people, but the devil's troops were too many, they were densely divided into dozens of small groups like a mess and rushed forward , Entering the outskirts of Nanjing, the sky was dark everywhere. Many of the positions of the 66th Army troops they passed by were killed in battle, and Yang Ling and the others were also lost.

It happened that the 305th Regiment led by Zhang Lingfu was fighting with the advance brigade of the 9th Regiment of the 36th Division of the Devils. Seeing that Zhang Lingfu's troops could not hold on, more than 300 people from Yang Ling attacked from behind and became the enemy of the Devils. The last straw, this repelled the devils.

"Come on, let's go to Gaoqiaomen."

Now the battlefield has become a mess. Hundreds of them scrambled and bumped into the devil's arms sooner or later. Zhang Lingfu's regiment was almost defeated. They are absolutely no good. He wants to return to the construction now. At that time, we will invest in the battle to surround Nanjing.

Zhang Lingfu's adjutant assigned a stretcher team to lead the way for Yang Ling and the others. Yang Ling and the others followed the stretcher team towards Nanjing, hiding from plane bombings from time to time along the way. They walked for about an hour before arriving at Gaoqiaomen.

"Your unit? Why did you withdraw without an order?!"

On the road outside Gaoqiao Gate, dozens of soldiers of the Supervision Team with red armbands saw Yang Ling and the others, more than 300 soldiers in ragged clothes, approaching.

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, we are the team withdrawn from Jiangyin." Liu Yidao knew that these supervising teams were all meat-eating guys, and when he saw them showing their guns, he felt bad, and he didn't wait for Yang Ling's order , hastily yelled to explain.

Hearing that Yang Ling and the others were withdrawn from Jiangyin, the captain and company commander of the supervising team frowned: "Let your leaders come over and talk."

Yang Ling asked Liu Yidao and the others to stay calm, and he went to the supervising team to explain the situation in person.

The captain and company commander of the supervisory team did not expect Yang Ling to be a major, so he raised his hands in salute with great reluctance, and his attitude became better: "You said that you were withdrawn from Jiangyin, do you have proof?"

certificate?Yang Ling was also taken aback. When they broke through, they broke through with just one order. What evidence is there, besides, their guerrilla battalion was temporarily formed in Jiangyin, and the soldiers were all stragglers who retreated from Shanghai, so they couldn't explain it clearly.

"We belong to the Jiangfang Army's guerrilla battalion. Commander Liu Xing of the Army can prove it to us." Yang Ling moved out Liu Xing, the commander of the Jiangfang Army.

"Are you talking about Deputy Commander Liu Xing of the Nanjing Garrison Headquarters?" asked the captain and company commander.

Yang Ling nodded: "When we broke through the siege in Jiangyin, it was Commander Liu's order, and our guerrilla battalion was in charge of blocking it."

The captain and the company commander looked at Yang Ling and the others carefully and believed Yang Ling's words. He pointed to a low residential area on the left and said, "Since it is the team withdrawn from Jiangyin, let's go to the shelter over there. Waiting for reorganization."

"Brother, I want to know where all the teams that Jiangyin withdrew are. We want to go to Guijian."

Yang Ling didn't want to go to this shelter, but wanted to go to Liu Xing, because he knew that if he wanted to save the soldiers and civilians in Nanjing, he had to take the risk to meet Liu Xing, because Liu Xing knew him, so there might be a chance.

"I'm so sorry, the chief's department has issued an order that all the disbanded troops will be accommodated and reorganized nearby, otherwise they will be punished with battlefield discipline!" The tone of the captain and company commander became serious.

Yang Ling saw the black muzzles of the guns behind the captain of the Supervising Team, and knew that this matter was out of the question. He sighed helplessly in his heart. It seemed that he had to find another way.

Text Chapter 264 Air Combat Hero

The low residential area is hidden in the cold and gloomy winter, dilapidated and bleak, and the messy vegetable garden outside the residential area is covered with footprints and is a mess, only a few rotten vegetable leaves are thrown around.

Smoke still rose from the ruins after the aerial bomb exploded. Several military policemen with machine guns slung around their necks were squatting on the side of the road smoking cigarettes. Their yellow and emaciated faces were surrounded by the lingering smoke.

Yang Ling and the others passed several gendarmes squatting on the side of the road, and walked straight into the residential area. The houses on both sides of the road were more dilapidated than imagined, and the eaves were full of decadent soldiers. Their military uniforms were various and messy. , obviously all the troops were broken up.

"It smells so fucking bad." Liu Yidao stepped on the dirty muddy water, while covering his nose and cursing dissatisfiedly. He really couldn't stand the sour and smelly turbid air in the residential area.

The harsh conditions here are frightening, but those soldiers lying under the eaves with numb faces made Yang Ling even more worried. They used to be brave and good soldiers. Nose sour.

"Officers above the company level register here! Others go over there!" An officer raised a broken horn and shouted hoarsely at the newly arrived soldiers.

Yang Ling took Liu Yidao and Qin Shou to register at the officer registration office. The officer in charge of the record heard that Yang Ling and the others were withdrawn from Jiangyin, so he couldn't help but look at them more.

The registered officer handed Yang Ling and the others the new identity badge, and asked one more question: "Brother, can I ask you something?"

Liu Yidao glanced at the registered officer and said, "What's the matter?"

The officer showed gratitude: "Did you see the people from the 122th Brigade of the 334nd Division when you withdrew?"

"Why are you asking this?" Liu Yidao was puzzled.

The officer said sadly: "My brother is the company commander of the 334rd Battalion of the 668th Regiment of the [-]th Brigade. I heard that many people died when you broke through the siege. The army is in chaos. I don't know what happened to my brother."

"When we broke through, we were responsible for blocking the enemy from the rear. The 122nd Division withdrew first. I guess it should be fine." Yang Ling said in relief.

"I hope so." The officer in charge of registration shook his head helplessly. Although he didn't hear from his brother, he finally felt better.

"Go over there first to collect supplies and food, and someone will come to reorganize later." The officer said, pointing to the house more than 100 meters away.

"Thank you very much." Yang Ling thanked, and took Liu Yidao and Qin Shou straight to the material collection place.

Relying on the identity certificates they just issued, each of them successfully received a cotton padded jacket, a broken army blanket and three steamed buns.

"Hey, brother, birds are fading out of this mouth, is there any meat?" Liu Yidao was not particular about it, and asked the lieutenant who distributed the steamed buns while stuffing the steamed buns into his mouth.

"If you want to eat meat, go buy it yourself if you have the money." The lieutenant glanced at Liu Yidao and pointed them out kindly.

After Liu Yidao heard the lieutenant's words, he went straight to a smoky and charred room, and soon came back with half a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper.

"Damn, what a black heart, half a roast chicken cost me five oceans, darker than a bandit!"

Qin Shou hurriedly tore off the greased paper, pointed to the soldiers nearby and said, "I say you should stop and stop, it's good to have something to eat, look at them eating salted rice."

Despite Qin Shou's relief, Liu Yidao still felt uncomfortable. It was money, wasted money, and the money he earned with all his efforts was taken away by unscrupulous traders. His heart ached.

Yang Ling and his officers enjoyed good treatment, but seeing those brothers in the guerrilla battalion eating salted rice, he couldn't bear it, so he patted Qin Shou on the shoulder and said, "Get two roast chickens for our brothers too."

Qin Shou responded, and spent some oceans to get roast chicken for the brothers in the guerrilla battalion. Although the first meal when they arrived in Nanjing was passable, it was better than starving, so they ate clean, almost nothing. Swallowed the chicken bones.

Just after dinner, the devil planes painted with blood-red plaster flags roared again, and the shelter suddenly became a mess, and the soldiers fled to hide.

The Devil's plane swooped down at low altitude, and the machine guns on board opened fire. Under the cloudy sky, the Devil's plane was like a fire-breathing steel monster. The soldiers who couldn't catch up were immediately beaten to the ground with blood spattering.

No one dared to rescue those wounded and howling soldiers, because the second wave of devil planes swooped down again. Some soldiers pulled the bolts and started crackling and shooting with rifles, but they remained indifferent. More people died under the machine gun bullets. The dirty muddy water was also stained red.

The devil's plane just swooped twice and then pulled up. Liu Yidao poked his head out from behind the water tank and pointed to the sky, "Battalion Commander, it looks like the planes are fighting."