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

The troops and refugees who escaped from the encirclement and fled to Chuzhou plunged the entire Chuzhou city into a deformed prosperity. If it weren't for the appearance of Hu Zongnan's First Army as if it was facing a big enemy, there would be no atmosphere of war here.

Text Chapter 325 Chuzhou

Everywhere in Chuzhou city was posted notices of various troops taking in, and half of the rout soldiers gathered by Yang Ling and the others went back to the building according to the instructions.

Yang Ling didn't force these brothers who were going to be separated soon, but sent them away with a smile. This moved them a lot and thanked Yang Ling for taking care of them all the way.

During the two bloody battles in Shanghai and Nanjing in just four months, many elite National Revolutionary Army troops were wiped out. Those officers were very rare for these surviving veterans, and wished to keep all of them in their own troops.

But Yang Ling knew that the twisted melon was not sweet, so he sent away those brothers who were going to beat them up, which made battalion commander Zhao Wenbin very puzzled.

"Brother Yang, these are all veterans who rolled over in the hail of bullets, why do you have the heart to let them go?"

Yang Ling smiled: "Twisted melons are not sweet. Instead of forcing them to stay, it is better to have multiple friends and multiple paths. We have formed a good relationship with them, and we may be able to help us when we are in trouble in the future."

Zhao Wenbin sighed: "It's all about the Year of the Monkey."

Liu Yidao wandered around the streets of Chuzhou City, and finally came back dejectedly: "Battle Commander, I didn't find the containment notice for our troops."

Yang Ling's guerrilla battalion originally belonged directly to Liu Xing's Jiangfang Group, and later it was under the jurisdiction of the Nanjing Garrison Commander's Department. Now the officers don't know where they are, and they have become motherless children, so they can only take one step at a time. .

"Let's find a place to live first, and let the brothers have a good rest."

In the bloody battle from Shanghai to Nanjing, Yang Ling and the others hardly took a breath. It was a great luck to be able to reach Chuzhou alive. Since they couldn't find where they belonged for a while, Yang Ling was not worried and ordered Qin Shou to find a place to live.

The entire Chuzhou City was crowded with refugees and rout troops. Yang Ling and the others came late, but in the end they only spent ten yuan in the south of the city to free up two large courtyards for the local residents, which allowed the remaining two hundred brothers to find a place to stay. Place.

Those wounded soldiers who were rescued were sent to the First Military Hospital by them. As for the follow-up treatment, it is none of their business.

The brothers had been fighting the Japanese army with a tense spirit, and no one dared to be careless with their heads pinned to the waistband of their trousers. Now that they arrived at Chuzhou City in the First Army security area, the string that was stretched in their heads was finally loosened.

The brothers who have loosened their strings are like rotten meat after being cramped and pulled out. They just find a place and fall asleep. Yang Ling didn't bother to arrange a guard post. It's still safe here.

Yang Ling also fell asleep exhaustedly. This sleep was really dark. Countless nightmares followed one after another. Those bloody brothers were beating up, and those ferocious ghosts were turning back and forth, just like a black and white movie was being shown. Yang Ling was dripping with sweat.

When Yang Ling woke up, it was already noon the next day. The winter sun slowly climbed into the sky. Although it was bright, the air was still cold.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Sitting in front of Yang Ling's bed, Zhang Hongying regained her fair face after washing. Her voice was still clear and gentle, which made Yang Ling feel alive again.

Yang Ling sat up and nodded, looked at Zhang Hongying whose eyes were full of tenderness, and asked with concern: "Aren't you asleep?"

Zhang Hongying stood up and said with a smile: "I woke up a little earlier than you, get up quickly, I have already boiled hot water for you, take a bath first."

After being reminded by Zhang Hongying, Yang Ling realized that the torn military uniform on his body was already emitting a sour smell. He didn't feel like he was knocked down on the battlefield, but at this moment he was out of tune with this environment.

Yang Ling took a hot bath comfortably, washed off the blood and mud all over his body, put on the clean clothes of ordinary people, and became refreshed again.

"You said Miss Zhang wouldn't like our battalion commander, right?"

Qin Shou was lazily lying on the teacher's chair basking in the sun, watching Zhang Hongying busy boiling water for Yang Ling and looking for clothes, he was very busy, so he asked curiously.

"Then there's no need to ask, our battalion commander is a good-looking talent, does that little girl like it?" Liu Yidao also booed.

The old smoker was still wearing the ragged military uniform, leaning on the pillar and smoking a pipe, looking at the busy Zhang Hongying, sighing Yang Ling's blessing in his heart.

Qin Shou said enviously: "After the war is over, I will also ask Miss Zhang to introduce me to a good-looking female medical soldier, and then she will marry and go home and have a lot of fat boys."

Liu Yidao burst out laughing: "Old Qin, you are a piggy now, and there are a large group of them. Can those delicate female doctors and nurses fall in love with such a thick-skinned fellow like you? Stop daydreaming."

Wang Huzi also moved aside: "Old Qin, let's leave the money to those Yao sisters, maybe one day we will be honored, and we can be happy every day is a day."

"Go ahead, a group of short-sighted guys, why don't I just keep thinking about it?"

"Hahaha, you are a toad wanting to eat swan meat." The brothers laughed.

These brothers who escaped from the dead became full of energy after sleeping, as if they had never experienced the bloody battle of bullets.

These veterans of many battles recovered quickly, and they completely forgot about the things on the battlefield. After all these years of fighting, they didn't care about those for a long time, and being able to survive was better than anything else.

Wang Zikun, a student soldier who joined the battlefield for the first time in the Nanjing Campaign, sat alone against the wall, listening to the chatting and laughing of the veterans, never saying a word, and still grieving in his heart.

Only a dozen of his classmates who participated in the army survived the battle. The cruelty of the war is tormenting this young student who is dedicated to serving the country.

Yang Ling tidied up everything, and asked Qin Shou to use the money they had saved to go to the street to buy rice and some pork and come back to cook a good meal for the brothers.

Although the guerrilla battalion has not been established for a long time, it has fought a lot of battles and captured a lot of money. All the money exchanged was left to the money fan Qin Shou for safekeeping, and it became a small treasury in the battalion. Things, maybe he would have starved to death long ago.

Yang Ling sent people to the streets to inquire about the news of the Garrison Commander's Headquarters. Although he knew that Nanjing was defeated, the Garrison Commander must be abolished and merged into the third war zone.

Yang Ling and his guerrilla battalion belonged directly to the chief of the garrison commander, and now they were disabled again. It is very likely that they will be annexed by other troops when they are assigned to the third war zone.

Being cannon fodder is not what Yang Ling wants to see, so he has to find a way in advance for the future of the guerrilla battalion, and strive to rely on a bigger backer.

The commanders who had withdrawn to Chuzhou had already left one after another. Yang Ling and the others just found the person in charge of the temporary shelter of the rout in Chuzhou City.

The person in charge of the rout was none other than Yang Ling's old acquaintance Liu Ming. It was embarrassing for the two to meet in such a scene.

"It's good to be able to come back alive." Liu Ming was also very happy to see that Yang Ling was safe and sound.

Yang Ling also expressed his gratitude to Liu Ming for his help: "I also have to thank Brother Liu for letting Jiao Chaoming convey the order, otherwise we would not be able to cross the river alive."

When Liu Ming heard Yang Ling mentioning this matter, he kept sighing: "The retreat was too hasty, many troops and agencies were blocked in the city of Nanjing, and I don't know what happened. Alas, this is the negligence of our headquarters... "

"Given the ferocity of the devils, I'm afraid they will be more dangerous than good." Yang Ling also told the truth in a subtle manner.

"Oh, this is really a sinner for the nation."

"Brother Liu is not responsible for this matter, you have tried your best."

The two sighed at each other, lamenting the final defeat in the First World War in Nanjing, but things had already happened, and no amount of sighing was useless.

"How many people from your army have come?"

"There are more than 100 old brothers left, and some brothers from other troops have been recruited along the way. Now there are more than 200 people, but there is currently nowhere to go."

Text 326 Chapter 74 Army

The staff officer Liu Ming heard Yang Ling say that the guerrilla battalion fought horribly in the First World War in Nanjing, and there were only a hundred or so brothers left who survived the siege.

"It's a pity for these veterans..."

These are all veterans who rolled over from the hail of guns and bullets on the Songhu battlefield. Now that they have lost so much, it can be so heartbreaking.

"These brothers fought for the country, and the glory of their sacrifice did not embarrass us Chinese. Brother Yang, don't be too sad. This war is not over yet, you still need to cheer up. The party and the country need officers who have fought like you. The living brothers also need you to continue to command, and you still need to take up this responsibility."

Staff Liu Ming was worried that Yang Ling would be disheartened because of the failure of the Nanjing Battle, so he comforted him with kind words.