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

As soon as the air defense post issued an alarm, several Japanese planes suddenly crossed the mountain and appeared in their field of vision. After a burst of strafing and bombing, the quiet and peaceful village was blown into ruins and a fire ignited.

The villagers rushed to the nearby air-raid shelter to take shelter when the air-raid post issued the alarm, but there were no casualties.

But when they saw their homes that had been blown into ruins and their family business destroyed for many years, many women couldn't bear the blow and burst into tears.

Looking at the crying villagers and the ruined villages, the officers and soldiers who were disgraced from avoiding the bombing were full of grief and indignation, and yelled at the little devil.

After the suffering people cried loudly, in order to survive, they had to put away their grief and rummaged through the charred ruins for their belongings that had not been blown up.

The officers and soldiers also took the initiative to join the ranks of helping the search. Seeing the villagers with tears in their eyes, the officers and soldiers had sore noses, wishing they could go to the battlefield and fight the devils now.

The villagers whose homes were destroyed by the bombing were resettled with the help of the army, but the devil's planes bombed more and more frequently. They always came over at dawn or at dinner time, which made the brothers always very nervous. Embarrassed.

In the repeated bombing and strafing attacks, some brothers who were slow to escape were injured and sent to the field hospital, and some villagers were killed. Seeing the people who were killed and injured by the bombing, every brother's heart was filled with raging anger.

They trained silently as before, but they trained even harder. Facing the attack of the devil's plane again, they still avoided mechanically, but their eyes were full of murderous intent.

Although they hadn't fought the devils yet, the recruits were already full of rage against the devils, and the training ground was full of shouts and murderous intent.

After a week of intensive training, the brothers are still far behind the veterans, but their eyes, full of grief and indignation, have become firm, and every movement is murderous. Every day, they roll and beat in the mud and water. A true soldier transforms.

The training time is short, and the frontline is in full swing. It is extremely lucky for these recruits to have a week of training.

More recruits like them were sent directly to the battlefield to supplement the troops. Before they learned to shoot and fight, they were already corpses under the guns of devils.

However, their luck has come to an end. The brigade headquarters has issued an order that they will also finish their rest and go to the battlefield to replace the friendly troops who have been fighting on the front line for a week.

The recruits were excited and excited when they got the news that they were about to go to the front line, which meant that they could kill the devils. Seeing the unscrupulous bombing by the devils' planes these days, their hearts were already filled with anger.

As soon as it was dawn, the brothers woke up in the loud wake-up call, but this time there was no rush to start the daily routine five-kilometer armed cross-country.

Instead, they put on clean military uniforms and started packing their luggage, because they received an order to go directly to the frontline battlefield after receiving the inspection today.

"Throw away all insignificant things or write down their names and hand them in for unified storage, and they will be returned to you after the war."

The officers at the grassroots level had already dressed neatly, and they watched the recruits in their company pack their luggage with figure splayed steps.

"What the hell are you doing?" The veteran company commander lunatic was also patrolling his company, watching a recruit stuff a long tube-shaped thing into his backpack, and asked curiously.

The recruit hurriedly stood up and said: "Report to the company commander, this is a flute, a musical instrument."

The veteran company commander lunatic chuckled: "I didn't expect you to be talented, but this thing can't kill devils. It's a burden on the battlefield. Throw it away."

"Yes!" Seeing the company commander's lunatic speaking, the recruit had to take the flute out of his backpack.

"Listen to me, everyone. We're going to the battlefield to kill devils, not to visit relatives. Devils don't care about your stuff. Devils like bullets and grenades. You can bring as many as you can. Then give me a big hello." .”

"Yes!" Hearing the words of the company commander lunatic, the recruits all agreed.

After the recruits packed up, under the leadership of their respective company and platoon leaders, each received fifty rounds of bullets and three grenades, which were hung heavily on their bodies, which made the recruits immediately full of confidence.

Yang Ling and the others defeated the Devil's Maruyama brigade in the Minshan battle. This time, both the soldiers and the weapons and ammunition were given priority, so the ammunition was unprecedentedly abundant.

After the brothers packed up, they were fully armed and went to the open space outside the village to gather. After a week of intensive training, the brothers in each company and platoon had already undergone earth-shaking changes in spirit.

At this moment, more than 2000 brothers stood in the open space outside the village, with bullets loaded and bayonets unsheathed. All of them had tense faces and firm eyes, and an invisible murderous aura permeated the air.

The people in the surrounding villages heard that the troops were going to go to the front line here, and they all rushed over early to stand on the field ridges and under the big trees, watching this mighty and majestic team, and seeing them off.

Yang Ling also put on a brand-new military uniform, fastened the discipline button around his neck, and the military belt slanting across his chest made him look heroic with a stern face, full of the masculine atmosphere of a soldier.

"Report, regimental deputy, the brigade and the others are here." Huzi broke out two pistols from his waist and reported to Yang Ling outside the door.

"Understood." Yang Ling straightened the hem of his clothes, put the helmet on his head, and turned around to leave the tent. The regiment's staff and regiment staff were already waiting outside.

More than a dozen heavily armed soldiers galloped along the main road from a distance on horseback. The hooves of the horses rumbled and mud splashed, and they soon stopped in front of Yang Ling and the others. In the lead was the brigade in summer uniforms with Browning on his waist. Chang Zhou Zhidao.

Yang Ling led a group of officers from the regiment headquarters to greet him, and stood at attention in front of Zhou Zhidao to salute.

"The humble Yang Ling led all the officers and soldiers of the 301st Regiment to welcome the brigade!"

Zhou Zhidao got off his horse, returned a military salute, and asked, "Are you all ready?"

Yang Ling replied: "Brothers have assembled and are waiting for instructions from the traveler."

Zhou Zhidao also saw more than 2000 officers and soldiers gathering together in the distance, and without delay, he walked towards the team.

Text Chapter 564 Honors before the war

"All listen to the order! Stand at attention! Salute!"

Seeing the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao walking towards the slightly higher field ridge surrounded by a group of officers, the deputy battalion commander Qin Shou puffed up his cheeks and suddenly roared.

"brush!"

More than 2000 standing brothers were moved upon hearing this, and raised their hands in unison to salute. Their movements were uniform, and a sharp murderous aura shot straight into the sky.

The brigade commander Zhou Zhidao also stood upright facing the brothers, raised his hand and returned a standard military salute.

Under the turbulent dark clouds, more than 2000 brothers stood there steadily and silently, which satisfied the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao.

If he didn't know that they were recruits, he would have thought it was a tiger and wolf army that had experienced many battles.

"The ceremony is over!" Qin Shou let go of his right hand that was raised above his ear in a roar.

There was another neat brushing sound, and the brothers put down their right hands neatly. Their hard faces were full of determination, and their thin bodies were full of strength like steel.

The brigade commander Zhou Zhidao also put down his hand, and ordered in a deep voice: "Relax."

The surrounding villagers saw more than 2000 officers and soldiers standing silently in the field, and were shocked by the majestic and heroic appearance. When thinking of their bombed homeland, some people were so excited that their eyes were full of tears. With these soldiers standing in front, they It must be able to defeat Little Japan.

Brigadier Zhou Zhidao's eyes slowly scanned the audience. The grassroots officers promoted by the veterans in the front row stood up with pride, and the recruits who stood motionless were also full of energy, with the imposing manner of newborn calves not afraid of tigers. Zhou Zhidao was satisfied.

"Brothers!" Zhou Zhidao stabilized his mind, took a deep breath, and spoke suddenly.

The penetrating voice immediately shook the spirits of the officers and soldiers in the audience, and their eyes turned to Zhou Zhidao who was standing on a high place.

"When the country is in trouble, everyone is responsible. Today, the Japanese invaders are ferocious, killing my people, and slaughtering my homeland, causing my mountains and rivers to be broken, and my eyes are full of barbarians. In ancient times, there were Yue Wumu who served the country loyally, and now thousands of officers and soldiers of our revolutionary army are fighting the enemy with blood. , In Shanghai, 30 of my officers and men died generously. In Nanjing, [-] of my officers and soldiers died for the country. The little devils have airplanes and cannons, and they are fierce and ferocious, but we are stepping on the land of the motherland, and behind us are [-] million elders who support us Folks, for the eternal existence of the nation! For the eternal existence of the motherland! Our generation of soldiers will continue to fight against all invading enemies!"

Zhou Zhidao's voice was like thunder, and his words were clear, which made every brother's blood boil. They are soldiers, and the sense of responsibility and honor of soldiers makes them unable to stand idly by.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The brothers were full of national hatred and family hatred, and their chests were full of blood. They held up their bayonets murderously, and the roar of soldiers came out of their throats.