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

On the battlefield where tens of thousands of people fought in melee, not to mention a regiment commander, even a whole platoon or company often died, but seeing Zhou Zhidao's haggard face.

The combat staff officer sighed, and was going to send someone back to look for him again, in case he was still alive, but according to the news from the troops behind the palace, the devils had already chased him in mighty force, and I'm afraid Yang Ling and the others had little hope of surviving.

Seeing the combat staff turn around and leave, the deputy brigade commander said: "Brigade, the 301st regiment has no leader now, and the battle is tense right now. Who do you think is better to temporarily take command?"

Hearing the words of the deputy brigade commander, Zhou Zhidao also sighed. At this critical moment, Zhang Handuo, the former head of the brigade, was still lying in the hospital, and now Yang Ling's life and death were unknown again. The majestic main brigade had no leader.

"Who do you think is suitable to be transferred to temporarily take command?" Zhou Zhidao raised his head and asked.

After a little thought, the deputy brigade commander replied: "There is no suitable candidate for the brigade at the moment, why not choose one from their regiment, first to familiarize yourself with the situation, and second, to make it easier for the brothers to accept."

Zhou Zhidao also nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, let's do it this way, and temporarily appoint someone from their regiment to act as the commander first."

"Traveler, what do you think of Zhang Qingyun? As the chief of staff of the regiment, he will not gossip with the brothers who are acting as the commander."

Zhou Zhidao frowned: "He has no previous experience in leading troops to fight, and his qualifications are still young. I don't think so."

"I don't know about the brigade. Although Zhang Qingyun has no combat experience, he is from a serious military academy. This time, I heard from the people below that he also went to the battlefield to lead the charge. As long as he has a little training, he must be a general. ah."

Seeing that Zhou Zhidao was still hesitating, the deputy brigade commander continued to add: "First Battalion Commander Lu Xing has rich experience in leading troops, so he can help. We are now fighting a defensive battle, and Zhang Qingyun should be able to take command. If the command If the performance is not good, it will be fine to remove him when the time comes, anyway, it is also a temporary replacement."

Hearing what the deputy brigade commander said, although the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao felt that it was inappropriate, he thought it was only a temporary replacement, so he let him go: "Then you go and inform, remember, it is only a temporary replacement, if it doesn't work, Just withdraw."

The deputy brigade commander said happily: "Don't worry, brigade seat, I will convey your meaning seriously."

Text Chapter 592

"Ang woo—"

The Devil's plane, painted with a blood-red plaster flag, pierced through the thick clouds and swooped down towards the Wushimen defense line like a ferocious steel monster with teeth and claws.

"Hidden! Hidden!"

On the No. [-] high ground, as soon as the air defense sentry shouted, a series of bullets swept down, and the air defense sentry was thrown down in the trench.

The violent machine gun bullets knocked out a cloud of mud and mist on the edge of the trench, and the helmets smashed by the flying gravel rattled, and some sparks were wiped out.

"Beat me down the devil plane!" Zhang Qingyun, chief of staff of the regiment, stood on the trench and shouted.

The quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns deployed on the No. 3 position fired vigorously, and the bullets flew high into the sky, but the Devil's plane cunningly turned over to avoid it.

The anti-aircraft weapons all over Wushimen opened fire, and clouds of black smoke burst out under the gloomy sky. The devil's pilots were also very strong, and they just broke through the anti-aircraft firepower nets and rushed over again.

Many anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine gun brothers dodged in no hurry, and were smashed into bloody pieces by the machine gun bullets that swept down.

Seeing that the machine gun positions in the nearby positions were slaughtered with blood, the first battalion commander Lu Xing was very calm. He didn't dare to let his brothers and the Devils fight head-on, and hurriedly called them to hide in the trench with their machine guns.

"Fight, keep fighting! You bastards!" Seeing the machine gunners hiding in the trenches one after another, Zhang Qingyun, the chief of staff of the regiment, cursed angrily.

But in the face of the devil's plane that swooped down, only a fool would stand still and let the devil's plane hit it. The brothers turned a deaf ear to Zhang Qingyun's order and were too lazy to listen.

"Chief of Staff Zhang, it's dangerous!" Lu Xing felt helpless when he saw Zhang Qingyun angrily drew out his pistol and shot at the devil's plane, so he rushed forward and dragged him into the trench to escape.

"Captain Lu, let them fight, we can't let the devils be so rampant!" Zhang Qingyun was very excited at the moment, and ordered loudly to Lu Xing.

Lu Xing persuaded loudly: "The devil's plane is too powerful, let's not fight hard!"

"You are cowardly!" Zhang Qingyun yelled at the first battalion commander Lu Xing, glaring at him.

"careful!"

Before Lu Xing could answer, he saw a ghost plane swooping in and threw Zhang Qingyun to the ground in a hurry. A stream of smoke and dust flew over their heads, making Zhang Qingyun's face turn pale with fright.

The first battalion commander Lu Xing saw that Zhang Qingyun was not injured, so he didn't bother to talk to him. He rushed to a brother who was shot, covered his wound and shouted: "Medical soldier! Medical soldier! Someone here is injured !"

Soon two brothers rushed out of the hidden trench carrying a stretcher and carried the injured brother away.

"Pay attention to concealment!" Lu Xing shouted while running in the trench, but Zhang Qingyun was furious.

"Shoot! Shoot at the devil's plane!" Zhang Qingyun gave a loud order to the brothers who were huddled in the air-raid shelter holding machine guns.

But the brother poked out half of his head and saw the devil plane flying randomly in the sky. His head was shaking like a rattle. Zhang Qingyun cursed and kicked him but he couldn't get out.

The devil's planes were arrogant and arrogant. They were like annoying flies, flitting over the Wushimen position continuously at low altitude, sweeping all visible targets into transparent holes.

As soon as the devil's fighter jets flew away, the bombers followed closely, and incendiary bombs and high-explosive bombs poured on the position like money.

All the trenches in Wushimen were engulfed in a sea of ​​gunpowder and flames, and the bombs set off the sky and the sand fell like rain, making the brothers feel ashamed.

Zhang Qingyun, chief of staff of the regiment, was also screaming and tired. He slumped and sat in the trench, looking at the devil planes roaring and throwing bombs in the sky, his face was full of anger.

"Pull the chief of staff in, don't be killed by the bomb." A veteran company commander saw Zhang Qingyun who was exposed, and asked two brothers to drag him into the air-raid shelter.

These trench air-raid shelters were pre-built by the organized troops and civilians, but under the fierce bombardment of the devils, many places were still bombed.

However, the air-raid shelter is solid. Except for some brothers who were scratched and bled by the flying fragments, most of them were covered in a layer of dust.

Soon the devil's plane dropped all the bombs and went away, and the whole position was covered by billowing smoke and dust, making it a mess.

"Don't lie down, the devil's plane has already left! Come out to rescue the wounded and repair the trenches!"

Seeing the devil's plane leaving, the company platoon leaders got out one after another, looking at the bombed battlefield, and cursed again and again.

Before the devil's troops arrived, the fortification position was blown up like this. I wanted to be lazy at first, but now I have to clean it up again.

The brothers got out of the air-raid shelter one after another, and started repairing on their own, digging the trenches that were collapsed by the bombing. They had all fought against the devils, so they naturally knew the difference between a solid trench and no trench.

Without trenches, you can only lie there and be strafed by the devil's bombardment machine guns, but with trenches, at least the devil's machine guns can't penetrate, and you can still have a place to hide after firing. but did not stop.

Zhang Qingyun, chief of staff of the regiment, was also in a state of embarrassment by the bombing, and the neat military uniform he had just changed was covered with dust and dirt.

But compared to the mud and dust all over his body, his face was extremely ugly. Looking at the brothers who were busy, a ruthless look flashed across his face.

The life and death of the regiment leader Yang Ling and half of the brothers in the regiment were unknown. From Zhang Qingyun's point of view, they might all be reimbursed. He also came back from the battlefield last night.

In a melee like that at night, danger is everywhere. Even an experienced veteran may not be able to retreat completely. He can come back alive because he hid in the grass and waited for the retreat signal flare to come back alive.

And every company and platoon of those combat troops who rushed forward to attack suffered losses, ranging from seven or eight people to as many as half a company, and those who were carried back alive were all bloody and confused.

Yang Ling and the others haven't come back now. Nine out of ten they have run into the devil's main force, and the chances of coming back are slim.

Although his qualifications are still young, he has been on the battlefield anyway. Now the life and death of the regiment leader is unknown, and the deputy commander is vacant. As the chief of staff, he was appointed by the brigade to serve as the interim commander of the 301st regiment.

Although the brigade department has repeatedly emphasized that it is only a temporary replacement, Zhang Qingyun is not worried. As long as Yang Ling does not come back, the temporary replacement can naturally be removed.

You must know that the 301st Regiment is the main force of the 51st Division, and it is also a well-known presence in the entire 74th Army. Although there are only half of the regiment left, it is still the main force. A starved camel is bigger than a horse. As long as you fight a few battles , Soaring to the top is no problem.

But now Zhang Qingyun is not happy at all. Instead, he is very angry, very angry. There is no other reason. He is an interim commander in name only.