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

Thinking back to the fact that their hands were shaking when they first picked up the guns, this cruel war really made people grow up quickly. Yang Ling didn't know whether to be sad or happy. Countless people died and countless people grew up.

"Oh, time flies so fast, and I don't know how many more brothers will be sacrificed to drive this little devil out of China." Old Smoker's vicissitudes of face were full of sorrow.

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, we were chased and beaten by devils before, but now we are chasing and beating devils, isn't it all getting better and better? We will drive devils out of China."

The old smoker laughed at himself, waved his hands and said, "I don't know if I can see that day with my old bones."

Seeing the stooped back of the old smoker, Yang Ling's nose was a little sore, and he felt his faint melancholy. He encouraged him and said, "Old company commander, you can't give up the pick, the brothers still need you to take the lead to win the battle." Woolen cloth."

"That's natural. If I don't watch the little devil be defeated by us, I won't rest in peace even if I die."

Both of them were lucky enough to survive from the bloody battlefield of the Songhu Battle to the present. Thinking of the many brothers who died along the way, they were relatively speechless and depressed while chatting.

The brothers also woke up one after another. Troops of various numbers gathered in this wilderness, and it was very lively.

"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready." The cooking soldiers got up early to cook, and started to shout at this moment. After eating, they had to continue to attack in the direction of Renheji.

Yang Ling was still queuing up with the brothers to get food, but when it was his turn, he found that each brother had only a bowl of gruel and two steamed buns of white flour. He frowned involuntarily and called the cooking squad leader to inquire about the situation.

"Mr. Yang, are you looking for me?" The cooking squad leader trotted to Yang Ling, a little panicked. After all, to him, the deputy head was an invisible officer.

Yang Ling pointed to the porridge and the only two steamed buns in the bowls of the brothers and said, "Tell me, what's going on, the brothers are about to launch a pursuit battle, brothers can't eat enough, how can we fight? If the devil Slip away, are you responsible?!"

Although Yang Ling's voice was not loud, it was serious enough. The cooking squad leader also looked bitter, and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Yang, I was wronged. Listen to my explanation."

"What do you say."

"Mr. Yang, I'm not going to hide it from you. We've been out of food for a day. If it weren't for my frugality, the brothers wouldn't even have porridge today, let alone steamed buns."

Yang Ling frowned: "Why didn't you report the lack of food to the regiment headquarters?"

"I went to the quartermaster of the regiment headquarters, and he told me that the car transporting food was blown up by the Devil's plane, and the food couldn't be delivered. Now all the regiments are out of food. There is really no way to do it."

Now it is a critical period of fighting, and the army's lack of food will greatly affect the combat effectiveness. Yang Ling did not dare to delay, so he hurriedly found the regiment leader Zhang Handuo to discuss countermeasures.

But now that all the troops were out of food, the two of them stared at each other, and the countermeasures had not yet been figured out. The order of the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao to let the troops move out had already been passed down.

"I've already asked. The situation of each brigade is similar. Some of them ran out of food last night, and they rely on picking up food discarded by the devils to fill their stomachs. Now that the devils are bombing frequently, it is estimated that the food will not be delivered for a while. We have to Figure out a way for yourself." Zhang Handuo, the head of the group, also knows how to cook without rice.

Yang Ling sighed, they were considered a unit of the Central Army, and now there was a food shortage. Those local troops were not often hungry, but when things got to this point, they had to figure out their own way.

"Let all camps pay attention to collecting more food on the road. It is best to capture the devils. If you can't capture it, you can find ordinary people to buy it. But you must regulate discipline and not force buying and selling. Once you find it, you will be dealt with severely!"

Zhang Handuo nodded and said, "That's the only way to do it."

Although the 74th Army and other units temporarily ran out of food due to the bombing of the Devil's plane, their offensive was still fierce. After conquering Neihuang City, they quickly moved forward, and their soldiers pointed directly at Renheji.

The units of the Japanese army have been guarding various key points and villages according to the order of the 14th Division Commander Doihara Kenji, delaying the attack speed of the 74th Army, while their main force is quickly rushing to Lanfeng City on the west side. Go, try to capture Lanfeng City by surprise, and tear a hole in the encirclement.

Yang Ling and the others attacked westward along the Longhai line with the momentum of thunder, and began to pull out points. They pulled out three strongholds in one morning, and wiped out more than [-] Japanese soldiers. The brothers captured a lot, and even captured two A wounded ghost soldier.

Yang Ling originally wanted to kill the two injured devils according to the old rules. After all, carrying them was a burden, but was stopped by the team leader Zhang Handuo in time.

"Send them to the division headquarters, and see if we can get something out of the interrogation," Zhang Handuo waved to several brothers, and tied up the injured devil Wuhuada and took him away.

"We were seen last time when we started. I don't know who stabbed the teacher and made me scolded by the teacher. I don't want to be scolded by the teacher again." Zhang Handuo smiled and said in a low voice: "Next Make a quick move and kill them before they surrender."

Yang Ling looked at Zhang Handuo, who had a square face, and suddenly realized that this normally serious regiment leader was also in a bad mood. He smiled and replied, "I promise not to give them a chance to surrender next time."

Text Chapter 392 Emergency Military Situation

Yang Ling and his regiment have been attacking and advancing all morning. They have pulled out several devil strongholds and seized a lot of supplies and food. Although the brothers are very enthusiastic about fighting, after all, people are like iron rice and steel. Enough to have the strength to fight.

"Take a rest on the spot for two hours, bury the pot for cooking, and let's continue fighting after eating!" Zhang Handuo, the head of the regiment, ordered the troops to take a short rest to replenish their strength.

After receiving the order, the cooking squads of each company immediately picked up firewood and started cooking. Bags of raw rice were put into the pot, and canned meat was pried open from the bayonet. Soon the smell of food in the village permeated.

"This little devil's canned food is really fucking delicious. I wish I could eat canned food every day." Some brothers looked at the canned food that had been eaten up, and they still couldn't get enough of it.

The food of their central army is many times better than that of the local miscellaneous troops, but compared with that of the little devil, it is several grades worse. Now eating the canned food of the little devil, he can't help expressing emotion.

"Just daydream. Do you think this canned meat fell from the sky? If you want to eat it every day, what will the devil eat? He will have to fight you hard."

"Fight as hard as you can, I'm not afraid of devils." The brother raised his neck and said nonchalantly.

A brother booed and said, "I don't know who peed their pants in fright when they heard the gunshot, hahaha."

The brothers around him let out good-natured laughter, which made the brother who was so scared by the gunshot that he peed his pants flushed with embarrassment, and he hesitated to explain, but the brothers laughed even louder.

"Deputy Yang Tuan." Just as they were laughing, Yang Ling came over with the orderly Hu Zi, and they stopped booing and hurriedly stood up to salute.

The brothers surrounded by Yang Ling lowered their hands and said, "Sit down, don't be restrained."

"What did you guys laugh so happily just now? I want to hear it too." Yang Ling also sat down. Outside of the battle, he dropped his seriousness and became amiable.

"Report to Deputy Yang Tuan, we are talking about how he wet his pants when he was scared by the gunshots." A brother opened his mouth with a suppressed smile, and the brothers around him also laughed.

Yang Ling glanced at the red-faced and bowed soldier, and asked with a smile, "Is what they said true?"

The brother hesitated for a long time before replying in a mosquito-like voice: "Vice Yang Tuan, I...I was really in a hurry to urinate at the time, I wasn't scared..."

"Look at you, why are you ashamed of an old man? Look up." Seeing that the brother wanted to bury his head in the ground, Yang Ling ordered him to look up. ,

The brother blushed and raised his head, Yang Ling nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Wetting your pants is not something to be ashamed of. When I went to the battlefield for the first time, when the cannon fired, I I was so scared that I hid in the trenches and didn’t dare to move, and when I dared to move, I found that the battle was over, and I was kicked by the officer.”

When the brothers around heard Yang Ling's sniffing, they also laughed in a low voice. They didn't expect that their powerful chief was also very timid at the beginning.

"Don't laugh too, who dares to say that you are not afraid when you just joined the army? Those who say you are not afraid are all nonsense!"

These brothers have all come from recruits to today. Naturally, they knew that Yang Ling would not tell lies. Their situation back then was no better than peeing their pants. Thinking of this, they all smiled knowingly.

"So, don't make fun of others. When someone doesn't smell something, let's take this brother as an example. He peed his pants at the beginning, but now he doesn't pee. This is progress."

Yang Ling turned his head and asked the blushing brother again: "Tell them how many devils you killed this time."

"Report to Officer Yang, I will kill three of them." The brother replied with a little pride.

Hearing this brother's answer, the brothers around him looked at him with admiration. They didn't expect that the person they laughed at had killed so many devils, and they couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. They were not as good as him.

"Okay, that's good!" Yang Ling didn't hesitate to praise him, making the brother puff out his chest, and a feeling of pride arose spontaneously.

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "I hope you will continue to kill the enemy and make great achievements. When the time comes, I will personally apply for an award from the group seat!"

"Yes!" The brother also answered loudly excitedly, making the brothers around him envious.

Yang Ling turned his head and said loudly to the brothers around him: "Brothers, the little devil is already a turtle in the urn. I hope you can learn from this brother and carry forward the spirit of daring to fight. Let's defeat the little devil as soon as possible and drive him out." Go to China, then we can go home and reunite with our parents, wives and children!"

"Okay!" The brothers cheered loudly. They were all eager to defeat the devil and go home as soon as possible. Yang Ling's words hit their hearts.