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

"I think we are raised by our stepmothers. The military seat deliberately let the 58th Division go up to encircle and wipe out the Songpu Division for meritorious service, so that we can stare blankly."

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General Wu Qiwei, the former commander-in-chief of the enemy, reserved a mobile reserve team just in case, but the officers and soldiers at the grassroots level did not understand.

Seeing that the friendly troops have already driven up to engage in a full-scale exchange of fire with the little devils, but they are still stranded in De'an County digging trenches, I can't figure it out.

Besides, the pre-war mobilization this time has already been made clear. Chief Xue mobilized [-] troops to besiege the devil's Songpu division.

Every brother is full of confidence. With so many troops besieging a devil's division, even if the Matsuura division has three heads and six arms, it will be crushed.

Victory seemed to be within easy reach, and they all wanted to participate in the battle with high spirits. After all, if they went late, they would lose all their trophies and achievements.

In Yangling's simple regiment headquarters, more than 20 officers who came to ask for a fight filled the narrow room. They spit all over the place and asked Yang Ling for a fight.

Outside the regiment headquarters, thousands of brothers with high morale were also excited and surrounded the regiment headquarters tightly.

"We're going up to fight the devils!"

"Please let us go up!"

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The brothers were holding back their energy and shouting for a fight, the air was filled with uneasiness and restlessness.

"What are you doing! What are you doing? They're all scattered. Go back and wait for orders."

The chief of staff, Zhang Qingyun, saw the brethren who had gathered to fight, shouting hoarsely with the tin trumpets, but the brethren were still unwilling to leave.

"We are going up to fight the devils, please give orders!" The brothers shouted and wanted to go to the battlefield.

"The state has state laws, and the military has military regulations. What do you look like? If you don't have an order, whoever dares to leave the station without authorization will be dealt with by military law!"

"Chief of Staff Zhang, you are not afraid of death, are you? If you dare not go, we will not force you. Send us ammunition and let us go! We are not afraid of death!" Someone in the crowd said in a strange way.

"Yes, we are not afraid of death, we will fight the little devil!" The brothers clamored.

Chief of Staff Zhang Qingyun turned livid when he heard this, and roared angrily: "Who the hell said I'm afraid of death, stand up for me!"

But thousands of people gathered together in a mess, and the brothers who spoke out knew that they would stand up and slander the chief, and they would be punished, so they would not stand up foolishly.

Just as the brothers were clamoring and shouting, Yang Ling walked out of the regiment headquarters with a serious expression, followed by a large group of officers.

"You bring good soldiers!"

Although Yang Ling understood the brothers' eagerness to fight, seeing their unorganized and undisciplined gathering, he still turned his head and glared at the officers with dissatisfaction.

"Tuan Zuo, the brothers also want to fight, why don't you go to the brigade seat again, and the teacher seat tells us, let us..." Liu Yidao, the battalion commander, said timidly.

Facing Yang Ling's stern gaze, Liu Yidao finally closed his mouth wisely.

When the brothers saw Yang Ling come out, they were all excited.

"Tuan Zuo! We are going to fight! Let us go up!" A brother shouted loudly.

Yang Ling jumped onto the stone grinding pan, looking at the gathered brothers, he was filled with emotion, with such a passionate man, why worry about the Japanese invaders not being wiped out.

But the army has the rules of the army, and you can't mess around.

At this moment, the brothers are like a volcano that has gathered energy, and it may erupt at any time. Yang Ling has no choice but to calm down their emotions in person.

"Brothers, let me say something." Yang Ling lowered his hands, and a clear voice sounded.

Yang Ling, the leader of the regiment who shared weal and woe with his brothers and always went first in every battle, had a high prestige in the regiment. As soon as he spoke, the place where thousands of people gathered suddenly became silent and silent.

Seeing the scene where he couldn't stop shouting, Yang Ling calmed them down with a single word, and Chief of Staff Zhang Qingyun was so angry that his liver ached.

"Brothers, I know that you have a bloody feud with the little devil! I also know that you are eager to fight, let alone you! Even now I want to rush to Wanjialing to fight the little devil!"

When the brothers heard Yang Ling say this, they immediately felt sorry for him, and looked at Yang Ling with burning eyes, waiting for Yang Ling's order to attack.

But Yang Ling changed the subject and said, "But the state owns the laws of the country, and the military has military regulations. As soldiers, we should take it as our bounden duty to obey orders!"

Yang Ling suddenly raised his voice: "The officers asked us to wait. Naturally, the officers have their considerations. We can't speculate! But I believe that since the officers have transferred us from Wushimen to De'an, they must let us participate in the war." , otherwise why are we running so far? Are we full enough?"

Hearing Yang Ling's words, some of the brothers laughed softly, as if that was the reason.

"Don't be impatient, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Who are we? We are the 51st Division. We are the main force of the [-]st Division. Who has fought tough battles better than us? As the saying goes, good steel should be used on the blade. The officer kept us here to recharge our batteries, just to go to our critical time!"

Yang Ling's words were well-founded, and the clamoring brothers calmed down immediately, and they believed in Yang Ling.

"I'm here to make my point clear. You guys are clamoring now, and when it's time to go, you'll have diarrhea. Don't blame me for kicking your ass!"

"Hahaha..." The brothers laughed loudly.

"Tuan Zuo don't worry! We will never loosen our belts!"

Yang Ling smiled and said: "That's good! Let's break up first, go back and get ready, I think we're going to be on the road soon!"

"Yes!" The brothers agreed loudly, their voices shaking the sky.

Text Chapter 622 Battle of Wanjialing ([-])

"Army seat, brothers are almost exhausted, can we temporarily withdraw for a day, no, half a day..."

Amidst the rumble of gunfire, the haggard-looking commander of the 58th Division, General Feng Shengfa, had to call the military headquarters, almost begging for the troops to withdraw.

The three echelons of the Songpu Division have converged. Facing the increasingly tight encirclement, they desperately attacked and broke through the Changling and Zhanggushan areas defended by the 58th Division.

The 58th Division has been fighting bloody battles for two days and two nights. The main division of more than 1 people has been completely lost, and two-thirds of the position has been lost.

The surviving brothers have been divided into various positions by the little devil, but they were ordered not to retreat, so they are still fighting the little devil.

But the division commander, General Feng Shengfa, couldn't bear it anymore. If the fight continued, their division would really be over, so they asked to withdraw.

"You can't withdraw! You withdraw the devils and run away! You must stand up to me! Even if you fight all out, you must stand up to me!"

Commander Yu Jishi also knew that the front line was brutally fought, but he also knew that at this critical moment, he had to stand up to it.

"Military seat, we have only 500 people left with the miscellaneous personnel, please leave some seeds for our division..." The voice of the division commander Feng Shengfa was almost crying.

But Yu Jishi, the commander of the army, was steadfast and did not let go: "Even if there is only one person left, you are not allowed to withdraw!"

"Mr. Feng, listen carefully. If you dare to withdraw and let the devil go, Chief Xue will shoot me, and I will shoot you before I die!"

"You must stand up! Do you hear me!"

Facing the cold refusal of Army Commander Yu Jishi, Division Commander Feng Shengfa hung up the phone dejectedly, turned around and looked at the division staff in dirty and torn military uniforms, and gritted his teeth.