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

The quiet and peaceful village was turned into ruins, and the raging fire burned everything to ashes. Thick smoke billowed up and shrouded the land of blood and tears.

With rifles on their backs, the brothers strode heavily across these burning villages. Each of them held their breath in their hearts. Although they were silent, Yang Ling knew that if they didn't perish in silence, they would die in silence. broke out.

The closer Yang Ling and the others approached the Inner Yellow City, the more intense the atmosphere of war became. Both sides of the road were covered with bombed corpses, which already exuded a rotten stench in this hot weather.

Groups of wild dogs were swimming in the wilderness, and their sharp teeth were still sticking to pieces of meat and dripping with blood. All this made the brothers feel horrified, fearing that they would become food in the mouths of these beasts in the future.

The Japanese army retreated in a hurry and panic. Facing the increasingly brave central army elites, they abandoned many towns and began to shrink their defenses. The roads were full of discarded supplies and bombed vehicles, which looked like a mess.

Cannons were already rumbling in the direction of Inner Yellow City. Those attacking troops who arrived first were launching an attack on Inner Yellow City, while troops advancing from all directions were heading to the battlefield wave after wave along the messy roads.

"Brothers, hurry up and run, if you go late, we won't be able to drink soup!"

There was an officer with his face blackened and dripping with sweat, yelling loudly as he ran. He didn't know which troop number it was, and quickly passed Yang Ling's team and rushed forward.

"Damn, these guys run really fast, just like a scud."

Seeing that this army quickly disappeared from sight, leaving behind a puff of smoke, Wang Huzi, who was half dead from exhaustion, sighed with his hands on his hips.

They fought all the way, and they were already tired enough, but these friendly troops rushed to the battlefield with high spirits as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Give way! Make way!" The captain and company commander Wang Huzi had just finished speaking, and there was a shout from behind.

Yang Ling and the others turned their heads and saw that a team full of scars was also quickly chasing them. This team was covered in tattered military uniforms and was covered in stains and blood. Most of them were wearing bandages. Through the bandages, the infiltration could be vaguely seen. of blood.

"What are you wounded soldiers doing so fast?" Seeing that this group of wounded soldiers were also going to join in the fun, Wang Huzi wondered.

I only know that once he said this, a company commander on the other side was not happy, raised his neck and said arrogantly: "Who said that the wounded can't participate in the battle, we even killed more than 50 devils alone last night, get out of the way!" Don't be the leader, don't let the devil run away!"

Seeing the dusty company all the way rushing towards the Inner Yellow City, Yang Ling and the others couldn't stay any longer. If they were really late, the battle might really be over, so they accelerated their marching speed.

In the evening, Yang Ling and the others also arrived at the outskirts of Inner Huangcheng, where they met Zhang Handuo, the regiment leader who arrived here first, and the other two battalions. Zhang Handuo and the others were lucky, and captured dozens of devils when they attacked a town The military vehicle ran in front of Yang Ling and the others.

"You're finally here. I thought you'd been dumped by devils." Seeing Yang Ling and the others following up, the head of the group, Zhang Handuo, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this time it was a chasing and annihilating battle, several small troops were ambushed by the retreating devils and almost wiped out, so he was very worried about Yang Ling and the others. After all, their third battalion only had a few hundred brothers. When the devils are wiped out, their regiment will lose their strong arms.

"Hey, the devil who wanted to kill us hasn't been born yet, but we have killed several waves along the way." Captain Liu Yidao interjected triumphantly.

"That's good," Zhang Handuo, the head of the regiment, smiled, ordered the orderly to pour water for Yang Ling and the others, and asked, "How many casualties are there, brothers?"

Yang Ling replied: "210 people were killed, 35 people were seriously injured, and the assault company was almost wiped out."

Yang Ling told the situation of the assault company to Zhang Handuo, the head of the group, in detail.

Zhang Handuo was also in a heavy heart after hearing this, and comforted Yang Ling and the others with kind words: "Company Commander Wang and the others are doing a good job, and they didn't embarrass our regiment. Now the little devils have re-arranged the defense line in Neihuang. I hope you will cheer up. Enter Neihuang and avenge Company Commander Wang and the others!"

The assault company led by company commander Wang Meng was ambushed and destroyed by the Japanese army. Although it made Yang Ling and the others feel sad, as commanders, they naturally understood that now is not the time to be sad. Let those sacrificed soldiers die in vain.

"What's the situation in Inner Yellow City now?" Yang Ling had just arrived and was not clear about the situation in Inner Yellow City, so he asked Zhang Handuo, the head of the team who arrived first.

Zhang Handuo sighed heavily and said: "The little devil has deployed heavy troops in Neihuang City and rebuilt the defense line. We and the troops of the 71st Army have launched several attacks, but they have all been suppressed. This is a tough piece. Bones."

Seeing Zhang Handuo's solemn expression, Yang Ling asked, "Have you figured out the strength of the devils in the city?"

"There is at least one reinforced wing, and there are also some artillery units."

Hearing that the devils had deployed such a heavy army in the city, Yang Ling also took a deep breath. With the strength of the Japanese army, a brigade of them can often defeat a division of the Chinese army, but now there is a regiment deployed in the city, which is really true It's not easy to fight.

Seeing the solemn atmosphere in the room, the head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, forced a smile and said: "Although the devil has at least one regiment of troops, we are not afraid of him. The artillery of our military headquarters is on the way. As long as our artillery fire When we arrive, beat them to pieces."

Yang Ling naturally understood that it was Zhang Handuo, the head of the regiment, who was boosting the morale of the brothers, and he didn't expose it, but he felt heavy in his heart. The devils had deployed heavy troops here, and even if they attacked, the casualties would not be small.

What they fought in Dangshan a few days ago was a blocking battle, and they only needed to stay in the trenches to block the devil's attack, but now it has become a tough battle. This is the most difficult battle, and it is very common for many companies to be wiped out. , which cast a haze over his heart.

Text Chapter 378 Combat Conference

The brothers have been chasing and defeating the retreating Japanese army these days, and they have hardly slept. Now that they have entered the lower inner Huangcheng, there is no combat mission for the time being, and they are relaxed.

After each of them drank a few bowls of vegetable paste to fill their stomachs, they fell asleep in the trench, and soon the snoring sounded loudly.

The troops of the 71st Army brought in artillery of various calibers and bombarded Inner Yellow City indiscriminately. The deafening sound of the artillery was ringing in the ears, but the brothers were sound asleep.

Yang Ling walked over the bodies of his brothers who were sleeping in the trenches, and walked towards the forefront, wanting to personally observe the deployment of the Japanese army.

Seeing the brothers snoring loudly one by one, he felt relieved. These brothers were recruits a few days ago, but now they have finally become like veterans.

On this cruel battlefield, they often fight for days and nights. The recruits are a little turbulent and can't sleep. The result is that they are exhausted. .

But those veterans who have experienced many battles are different. No matter how long they fight, they can always maintain concentrated attention and vigorous energy, because they can seize all the time to rest and replenish their physical strength, and they can fall asleep amidst the sound of guns and guns.

And from the start of the Dangshan blockade, these newly recruited brothers also began to become veterans, calm and fierce, which is a good thing for this army.

Those who have gone through the test of blood and fire, and those who survived in this battlefield will become powerful veterans, and they will be the nightmare of the Japanese army.

Yang Ling went down to the front trenches, and carefully set up his binoculars to observe the Japanese defense line in Inner Huang City. In his field of vision, the city wall built of brick and earth had been bombarded and riddled with holes. It should have been done by the friendly 71st Army.

In front of the city wall, a large area of ​​civilian rooms were blown into ruins, covered with wooden piles and barbed wire, and many fortresses were built behind, which should be the point of machine gun fire. Those shirtless Japanese soldiers were sticking their butts in the trenches, trying Build a stronger line of defense.

The Japanese army's field fortifications were not weaker than the trained Yang Ling and the others. The deep trenches, staggered firepower nets, and deep positions with dense firepower points were enough to cause headaches for any attacker.

Seeing the fortified position set up by the Japanese army, Yang Ling's face was solemn. He changed several observation points and found that they were all the same.

He originally wanted to lead an elite squad to infiltrate the Inner Yellow City alone, so as to open up the offensive gap, but after seeing the tight defense line of the Japanese army, he had to give up this unrealistic idea.

"Report!" A signal soldier rushed across the trench and found Yang Ling who was observing the direction of the Japanese army and looking for loopholes.

"Talk." Yang Ling put down the binoculars, looked back at the young communications soldier and said.

"Deputy Commander Yang, the brigade wants all regiment commanders to attend the pre-war meeting."

"I see."

Yang Ling soon arrived at the temporary command post of the 151st Brigade. The command post was located in a secluded forest, and the tent was surrounded by guards with live ammunition.

When Yang Ling opened the curtain and walked in, the long wooden benches in the tent were already filled with the commanders of the various regiments. They were smoking cigarettes, chatting and laughing in low voices, and the dim tent was full of smoke.

"Brother Yang, this way." Zhang Handuo, the team leader, sat first on the left, saw Yang Ling come in, and waved to him.

Yang Ling sat down on the bench next to Zhang Handuo, and then carefully looked at the officers in the tent, most of them were school-level commanders, including familiar Zhang Lingfu and Ji Hongru, and some unfamiliar faces.

"The seat is here!" Yang Ling didn't have to wait long when the guards shouted from outside the tent.

The officers who were whispering to each other all silenced in unison, stubbed out the cigarette butts in their hands, and stood up solemnly to greet the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao.

Brigadier Zhou Zhidao was wearing a dirty uniform and a German-style steel helmet on his head. The unshaven man was completely different from his previous glamorous appearance. The battlefield changed everyone, but he Still walking steadily and powerfully.

The officers saluted, and Zhou Zhidao also raised his hands in return, and then asked everyone to sit down.