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

Yang Ling had no choice but to have a heart-to-heart talk with Wang Huzi and the others. He understood the righteousness, and talked about the students' dedication to serving the country, so to speak, they finally did their job well.

"Battalion Commander, don't worry, I'll tell them everything I know!" After some enlightenment from Yang Ling, Wang Huzi and the others also patted Yang Ling's chest and made a promise.

Yang Ling patted Wang Huzi on the shoulder and said, "That's right. From now on, we will be brothers fighting side by side in the trenches. We have to be united to fight devils better."

"Yes!" Wang Huzi saluted Yang Ling, and hurriedly ran to greet his brothers to prepare to teach students.

After Yang Ling has done the work of Wang Huzi and the others, the speech to the students is much simpler: "I will let the veterans come to teach you battlefield experience, and those who want to survive on the battlefield, learn it from me! I will wait They will check one by one, and if anyone does not study well, he will go where he came from immediately!"

With the strict requirements of the officer Yang Ling, the students naturally took care of it, knowing that it was related to their lives and whether they could stay and fight devils, so they were very motivated to study.

As soon as Yang Ling finished giving orders, Liu Ming, the staff officer who had already finished his work, came to look for Yang Ling.

Liu Ming and Yang Ling are old acquaintances. Yang Ling was Liu Ming's company commander during the Shanghai battle. Moreover, Yang Ling saved Liu Ming's life in Suzhou. Now he can be promoted to the colonel's staff. Among them, Yang Ling also made a lot of contributions. Powerful.

"Mr. Liu!" Yang Ling trotted up to Liu Ming and stood at attention to salute.

Although Liu Ming's uniform is still neat, but he is not as serious as he was at work. He smiled and waved his hands and said: "Don't call me an officer, you have to be born. We are also brothers who share life and death together. If we don't If you mind, call me Brother Liu, and I'll be very happy."

Although the two used to fight side by side, their identities are quite different now, and Yang Ling dared not presume: "That's good, let's call him Commander."

"But you still hate me for taking your credit?" Liu Ming could clearly feel the distance between the two of them, so he raised his head and asked Yang Ling.

Yang Ling shook his head again and again. He really didn't care much about these contributions. All he cared about was wanting to kill more devils and do his part for this troubled nation.

"Since you don't hold grudges, then call me Brother Liu."

Seeing Liu Ming's stubbornness, Yang Ling no longer persisted: "Then it's better to be respectful than to be obedient. I call you Brother Liu in private, and you are still called Sir on weekdays."

Seeing Yang Ling compromise, Liu Ming smiled, "It's up to you."

Liu Ming has always felt guilty towards Yang Ling. At the beginning Yang Ling saved his life and brought him to Jiangyin in a bloody battle. All credit goes to him.

Later, Yang Ling returned to Jiangyin alive, but the matter of credit has been finalized, and there is no possibility of changing it, which made Liu Ming feel sorry for Yang Ling.

"Let's go." After Liu Ming finished speaking, he walked towards a gentle slope in front of the shelter with his hands behind his back, and Yang Ling hurriedly followed.

"Shangfeng is still verifying the fact that you killed General Devil. As you know, the Devil's blockade is tight...don't worry, what's yours is yours after all, and no one can take it away." Liu Ming Talking while walking, worried that Yang Ling and the others would be dissatisfied because the credits could not be approved for a long time.

"When we were in Jiangyin, Chief Liu Xing had already rewarded us, and the brothers who died in battle were also given compensation. We are not in a hurry."

Liu Ming nodded: "It's good if you can think like this. Now that the Japanese invaders are ferocious and the country is in a difficult situation, you should also be considerate of the country's difficulties."

Thinking that the devils are pressing every step of the way, the people are displaced, the country is not like a country, and the family is not like a home, the two of them are relatively speechless.

The night was gradually darkening, Liu Ming sighed and walked up the gentle slope, looking at the rumbling guns in the east, he continued: "I will return to the city tonight, do you have any difficulties in your guerrilla battalion? Said, I will send someone to deal with it before I go back."

"Our guerrilla battalion has no difficulties. It's just that we are not very optimistic about the current war. I hope Brother Liu can help to send a few words to Deputy Commander Liu Xing."

"Oh?" Liu Ming turned his head and asked, "What do you need me to bring?"

Yang Ling paused and said, "As far as I know, more than 20 elite troops from the Devil's Fifth Route Army will attack our Nanjing, and our Nanjing is only guarded by a dozen newly defeated troops. The city is destroyed and people are killed, but the defeat is doomed. The devils are vicious and threaten to massacre the city. I hope Commander Liu can persuade Commander Tang to let go of the ban on crossing the river, so that the hundreds of thousands of people stranded in the city can cross the river and evacuate first to avoid tragedy. occur."

"Brother Yang, how did I not know that a dozen or so newly defeated troops can't stop the devils, but Nanjing is my capital, if I give up without a fight, how can I explain to the [-] people? From now on Don’t say anything to shake the morale of the army, if others listen to it, it will only cause trouble.”

"We soldiers should fight to the death in blood to repay the country, but brother Liu must persuade Chief Liu Xing and the others to let the innocent people evacuate first to avoid being slaughtered, please."

"Brother Liu, you also know that on the way we retreated from Shanghai, the devils would not stay behind. If we can't defend Nanjing, these hundreds of thousands of unarmed people will really..." Yang Ling said So moved, Liu Ming was also deeply moved.

"Brother Yang, I will report this matter to Commander Liu Xing as soon as I go back." Liu Ming said helplessly, "It's just that I don't know if they will listen to my persuasion or not. You also know that I am a soft-spoken person now. ..."

"Do your best and obey the destiny." Yang Ling knew that it would be far-fetched for their identities to change the mind of the chief of the garrison, but he had to work hard once.

Main text Chapter 271 The battle is in full swing

"Sir, we should go."

Some guards rushed up the gentle slope, interrupting the exchange of greetings between staff officer Liu Ming and Yang Ling. Yang Ling turned his head and saw that the car loaded with wounded people who had just transported ammunition was already waiting not far away with its lights on.

Liu Ming sighed, lamenting that the time passed too quickly. He assured Yang Ling that he would report Yang Ling's suggestion to Deputy Commander Liu Xing immediately after returning. Yang Ling also expressed his gratitude to Liu Ming.

"Brother Yang, the soldiers on the front line are dangerous, so you have to be careful." He paused and continued, "If you really can't stop the devils, don't be too brave. After all, we still have so many troops here in the depths. I will not let the devils rampage."

Yang Ling also nodded: "Brother Liu, don't worry, I won't risk the lives of my brothers and me."

"With your words, I'm relieved. Remember to live." Liu Ming patted Yang Ling's shoulder, wanting to say something more, but swallowed the words, shook his head, turned around and went down the gentle slope.

Liu Ming got into a car full of wounded soldiers. The car started rumblingly, and was soon lost in the night. Yang Ling looked back to the east, and there was flames on the horizon dozens of miles away.

The devil's cannons were bombarding fiercely, and those fiery red shells whistling in the night sky were like a waterfall of fire, gorgeous and dazzling. One can imagine what kind of suffering the brothers who got to the front line are going through. I'm afraid they have already flowed like rivers of blood.

Yang Ling withdrew his gaze and shook his head. He is in a humble position now. He doesn't know if the commander of the garrison can listen to his advice. He doesn't know whether the guerrillas can transport the ferry to Xiaguan on time, but he has done his best. Maximum effort.

Yang Ling took a deep breath and dispelled the distracting thoughts in his mind. He could not control many things, but as a soldier, he had to fight bloody battles to the death, and he had done his part for this nation and this country.

Although night fell, the devils' attack did not stop. They were frenzied and frantic, desperately attacking the defenders on the front line of Chunhua Town, but were repelled by the defenders again and again.

The devils were not reconciled, and soon the overwhelming artillery fire swept across the defense line like a flood, the fire waterfall hanging from the night made the night like day, tons of bombs seemed to turn the entire defensive position over, and the trenches and houses were waiting in the rumbling explosion Razed to the ground.

"Where's our artillery! Why don't you fight back!" The disgraced company commander Sun Dahe watched several brothers being thrown into the sky by the flying bombs, blown to pieces, and roared loudly with red eyes.

His voice was quickly drowned out by the deafening gunfire, and no one could answer him. Zhang Lingfu, who was hiding in the trench, smashed his fist on the hard trench, full of aggrieved, this kind of can only be beaten but not fight back What a loser.

The Chinese army guarding Nanjing moved most of its artillery to a position close to the city defenses, while the defenders' positions in Chunhua Town, which is more than a dozen miles away, could only linger under the artillery fire of the devils, relying on their own flesh and blood to survive. Desperate.

"The devil is coming up!" The devil's cannon had just stopped, and a sharp shout came from the smoke screen.

The devil's infantry are also desperate, almost every time they step on the explosive point and charge upwards.

"Flare! Fire the flare!" Zhang Lingfu gave a sharp mouthful and ordered loudly. The smoke after the bombardment was so thick that the enemy could not be seen clearly.

Hush flares rose into the sky, and under the pale light curtain, a large piece of eerie devil's helmet had appeared more than 100 meters away from the front of the position. Seeing the blackness, Zhang Lingfu took a deep breath. The devil is going to fight for his life. .

"Brothers! It's time to fight hard! Hit me!"

The light and heavy machine guns roared, and the violent bullets formed a line of fire pouring towards the devils. The dozen or so devil soldiers who were blocked outside the barbed wire were smashed to pieces immediately, sparking a rain of blood all over the sky.

The ferocious firepower of the defenders did not frighten the devils. They rushed towards the barbed wire fences that blocked them. The living people were pierced into blood holes by the barbed wire fences, and the devils behind stepped on the corpses and continued to rush forward. , There was a gap in the barbed wire.

"Machine gun! Left gap!"

The officer roared with red eyes, and the light and heavy machine guns that spewed out flames would immediately turn their muzzles. The dozen or so Japanese soldiers who rushed through the gap were crushed by the ballistic attack of the two heavy machine guns before they had time to catch their breath.

The devils did not show any weakness either. Their Type [-] infantry artillery and grenade launchers directly approached and fired. As the rumbling flames exploded, the defenders' machine gun positions were destroyed one after another, and the firepower of the defense line suddenly weakened. Many devils rushed forward.

Zhang Lingfu's eyes were red with anxiety, and he shouted for mortars, and the mortars arranged behind also fired shells with a bang, and the shells fell into the charging group of devils, and immediately blew them to pieces. They flew out like raindrops, and a blood rain immediately fell in front of the position.

The devil's offensive was temporarily suppressed, and the devil did not retreat. They lay down on the ground, relying on precise marksmanship to start shooting. In this close-range shooting, the casualties of both sides rose sharply.