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

Yang Ling also appeared in the trench with a rifle in his hand. Although he was wearing the summer uniform of an ordinary brother, he still caused a commotion in the trench.

"Why is the regiment here?" The recruits who were waiting for the order to attack in the trenches were full of doubts when they saw Yang Ling appearing in the trenches in this outfit.

A brother speculated with surprise on his face, "Could it be that the group is going to attack the devils with us?"

"Didn't you see that the Tuan Zuo was holding a gun in his hand? I think the Tuan Zuo is going to act with us." A brother whispered.

The brothers all cast their eyes on the half-new [-] rifle in Yang Ling's hand, and the grenade hanging from Yang Ling's waist like a soldier undoubtedly confirmed their guess.

The brothers who were about to launch an attack on the devils suddenly became excited, that was a group seat, and they wanted to participate in the attack with guns like them.

Seeing the head of the regiment, Yang Ling, the brothers felt inexplicable confidence in their hearts, that is, this battle will definitely be won.

Because in their subconscious mind, a commander like Yang Ling should stay in a safe place and plan strategies instead of charging into battle with a gun.

And now that Yang Ling is here, he wants to brave the devil's bullets and attack the devil's defense line together with them, which makes them feel moved and at the same time confident.

This is the first time for the recruits to participate in the offensive against the devils. What they don't know is that in the countless bloody battles in the past, officers of Yang Ling's level have led the charge, and even some generals have risked their lives. Bullet rain charge.

Because the weapons and equipment of the Chinese army are too poor, most of the soldiers who hastily added to the army will collapse under the fierce firepower of the devils.

When attacking, it is necessary to maintain the continuity of the attack, quickly and accurately embed the devil's defense line, once the attacking force is suppressed by the devil.

The devils will quickly deploy artillery fire to bombard, and the attacking troops exposed outside the devil's defense line will suffer a devastating blow, which will be fatal,

The charge led by officers at all levels can boost the morale of the troops to the greatest extent, allowing them to maintain an offensive posture when they are attacking.

And the officers leading the team to attack and charge can also grasp the status of the troops in a timely manner and adjust tactics in a timely manner, without delaying the battle due to the delay in the midway report. After all, the battlefield situation is changing rapidly, let alone in such a dark night.

When the troops scattered into the darkness and attacked forward, it was useless for Yang Ling and the other commanders to stay in the rear headquarters, so most of the time they would choose to advance and retreat with the officers and soldiers.

Not only the 74th Army has a tradition of officers leading the charge, but also the Guangxi Army, the Sichuan Army, the Northwest Army and other provincial armies. The national conditions are so helpless. Just take the Sichuan Army as an example. The first batch of more than 400 regiment-level officers who left Sichuan All were martyred, and none survived.

Yang Ling's appearance made the recruits excited and excited, but the veterans were used to it. They knew their officers well and knew that Yang Ling would definitely come.

However, Yang Ling had been promoted to regimental commander, and he came up with a gun as always, which still touched the hearts of the veterans.

"Brothers, are you ready?" Yang Ling asked Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion, who came to greet him.

Lu Xing was also covered with ammunition, and replied confidently: "Everything is ready, and all the sharp knife platoons are in place."

Yang Ling nodded, looked at the dark trenches crowded with attacking troops, and asked, "How are you guys doing?"

Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming chuckled: "Brothers are suffocated by the devils during the day. Are you very enthusiastic about fighting? You can't wait to rush out and kill the devils now."

Hearing what Chen Ming said, more than a dozen battalion and company level officers gathered together laughed, showing relaxed expressions.

If it is said that the devil's home field is during the day, then it is their home field at night. They have fought countless field battles, and they are already familiar with the road.

"You also can't underestimate the enemy. When the time comes, pay attention to controlling the attacking rhythm of the troops. Don't rush too far in excitement, or you won't be able to retreat by then." Yang Ling specially instructed when he saw more than a dozen battalion and company level officers with relaxed expressions.

"Yes!"

Seeing Yang Ling's solemn reminder, they all agreed. After all, they knew that this night counterattack was just a preparation for retreat. Although they were excited, they also knew the depth.

Yang Ling went to the trench and lay down, raised his binoculars to observe the devil's defense line, although there were rotten logs left in the buffer zone between the two sides, crackling and burning.

But the light was still too dim, and the devils also implemented a blackout. The entire devil's line of defense was hidden in the night, and Hei Junjun couldn't see anything clearly, so he had to put away the binoculars.

"Did the devil make any changes?"

The first battalion commander, Lu Xing, said: "The last attack was at six o'clock, and then the flags died down. I guess they have fallen asleep by now."

Lu Xing and the others fought here with the devils from Shanghai, and fought dozens of battles, big and small, and they had already figured out the rule of devils not going out at night, so they didn't feel any surprise.

"Are you sure the devil has already fallen asleep, instead of setting up an ambush and waiting outside?" Zhang Qingyun, the chief of staff of the regiment who was also in uniform, asked dissatisfied.

Lu Xing shook his head: "Our transfers were all carried out secretly after nightfall. The brothers in the investigation platoon also reported that the night devils didn't make any changes. They probably didn't notice it. They should be asleep now."

Obviously, Lu Xing's answer did not satisfy Chief of Staff Zhang Qingyun. He frowned and said, "What is it that should go to sleep? If they realize that they have made preparations in advance, we will not be hitting the guns when we go this way. Brother Duo will suffer heavy losses, can you bear the responsibility?"

Chief of Staff Zhang Qingyun's questioning of First Battalion Commander Lu Xing made First Battalion Commander Lu Xing embarrassed, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Seeing Chief of Staff Zhang Qingyun's unrelenting expression, Lu Xing had no choice but to say, "I'll let the brothers in the investigation platoon investigate again."

"Be sure to confirm repeatedly that this is a big operation, don't fall into the ambush of the devils..." Chief of Staff Zhang Qingyun reminded.

While Chief of Staff Zhang Qingyun was chattering, Yang Ling put away the binoculars and looked up and said, "Chief Zhang, we will take a lot of risks in this attack. For safety's sake, you should stay in the position when we attack."

Hearing Yang Ling's sudden words, Zhang Qingyun, the chief of staff, seemed to have been pierced through his small thoughts. Facing the strange gazes of the surrounding military officers, his face blushed slightly.

He quickly raised his neck and said firmly: "Tuan Zuo, since I, Zhang Qingyun, voluntarily applied to be the chief of staff of the front-line combat troops, I never thought of going back alive..."

Chapter 583 Complicated Factions

Although Zhang Qingyun, chief of staff of the regiment, was terribly scared, but in the face of questioning eyes around him, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and demand to act with the troops.

Because in such a combat force, if an officer wants to establish prestige and win the real respect and trust of grassroots officers and soldiers, it is far from enough to rely on his own rank and position.

Perhaps relying on military rank and position on weekdays can make grassroots officers and soldiers obey orders, but in a complex battlefield environment, grassroots officers and soldiers are more willing to listen to the orders of those officers who have low ranks but have rich combat experience.

Although Zhang Qingyun officially served in Yang Ling's group, he also worked hard to express himself, although everyone was respectful to him.

But Zhang Qingyun knew that any orders and suggestions from the chief of staff of his regiment could not go out of the regiment headquarters. On the surface, the officers and soldiers treated him with respect, but behind the scenes, they did not take his words seriously.

Zhang Qingyun was not a fool, so he naturally knew the reason for all this. After all, on such a battlefield, no one was willing to hand over his life to a strange officer who came suddenly.

So when Yang Ling was about to go to the battlefield with a gun in his hand to be with his brothers who were attacking, he also volunteered to go to the battlefield.

But he had no combat experience on the battlefield, so he followed Yang Ling to the battlefield, and seeing the dangerous aura of Hei Junjun over the devil's position, he couldn't help being afraid.

Only then subconsciously asked the first battalion commander Lu Xing to send someone to investigate the news of the devil again, wanting to make sure everything was safe, but this undoubtedly exposed his inner fear.

Yang Lingrang had seen through his thoughts by staying on the ground. The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. Every battle was to dance on the edge of a knife. It was impossible to eliminate all dangers.

But when he arrived on the battlefield, he stayed on the ground and watched what his brothers were fighting. Zhang Qingyun was ready to go all out, and still insisted on acting with the attacking troops.

Zhang Qingyun's persistence made Yang Ling look at him with admiration, and his affection for him increased a lot.

Although Zhang Qingyun's resume seems to be just an ordinary transfer, Yang Ling has also heard a lot about him from the brigade. Yang Ling has always disliked this kind of rich and powerful son who came to the battlefield to be gilded.

After all, fighting is not just playing games, it is about bleeding to death. It is undoubtedly a hindrance to bring in such a person with a solid background but no combat experience.

But Zhang Qingyun wanted to come to their regiment by name to be the chief of staff, even the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao had no choice but to compromise, and Yang Ling was helpless.

After all, their regiment fought all the way to steal the limelight. Although the casualties were relatively large, they were famous for their fight, even among the main forces.

The so-called people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Once a person becomes famous, various factions will flock to compliment him. If he refuses, he will offend him.