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

"Tuan Zuo, I will definitely bring your words to my brothers when I go back." Liu Yidao restrained his arrogance and said humbly.

"Okay, I'm happy to have won the battle. Let's get together at noon today." Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yang Ling said with a smile.

Liu Yidao and the others also brought a lot of good things, and after hearing Yang Ling's order, they all happily took them out.

A group of brothers came down from the battlefield alive. Naturally, there were endless things to talk about. Everyone talked and laughed while eating, and Liu Yidao and the others did not leave until it was dark.

After Liu Yidao and the others returned to the army, Yang Ling's life became dull again.

Except wandering around in a small hospital and going back to lie in bed to sleep, it is really a torture to be discharged from the hospital.

In the end, Yang Ling found something for himself, that is, found a pen and paper, and listed some training outlines for his special operations.

After I plan to go back, I will ask the division for some people and funds to form a special force as soon as possible, and then promote it to the whole army. It will definitely be much easier for the little devils.

The devils pushed too hard before, and they have been fighting the little devils on various frontal battlefields for more than a year.

Now that the two sides have entered a stalemate, the devils are unable to launch a large-scale battle such as the Wuhan General War from the front because the battle line is too long and the occupied area is unstable.

On the other hand, the Chinese army suffered heavy losses in the early battles, a large number of veterans died in battle, and the combat effectiveness of the troops continued to decline. Now the troops are all new recruits, and they are unable to launch counterattacks to regain lost ground.

In the next period of combat, it will no longer be a large-scale frontal battle, but a local small-scale battle, so special operations can also be fully utilized.

At that time, whether the special forces attack the little devils on the frontal battlefield, or go deep into the enemy's rear to attack the devils' senior officials, transportation lines, and cities, they will be able to achieve the purpose of attacking the little devils.

Although special operations can exert great strength, Yang Ling still has some worries, that is, training a real special operations soldier needs a lot of time and money, and the training consumption of bullets alone is not something he can afford.

So we still have to seek the support of the division. With the support of the division, when the time comes to train an elite team and fight a good battle or two, so that the commanders can see the effect, there will naturally be no obstacles to the promotion of the whole army.

While recuperating in the hospital, Yang Ling was drafting a training program for the formation of special forces in the future. The days went by like this at the end of [-].

After recuperating during this period of time, under Zhang Hongying's careful care and love, Yang Ling's body has also recovered in sevens and eighties, and he was discharged from the hospital and returned to the army smoothly when the new year came.

During the period when Yang Ling was not in the regiment, all the training work in the regiment was in charge of the regiment chief of staff Zhang Qingyun and several battalion commanders.

When Yang Ling returned to the brigade, a group of old brothers cheered and jumped for joy, but Zhang Qingyun, the chief of staff of the regiment, went to the brigade, but he didn't see anyone.

Because the regiment lost a lot in the battle of Wanjialing, and this time it became the general reserve army again, so it was given priority to be replenished.

The new recruits were all from the southwestern provinces. Although they were all thin, they were all good young recruits. The shouts on the training ground were loud, and Yang Ling was very happy to see that the troops had become stronger again.

In addition to the large number of new recruits, the Military Commission also specially transferred hundreds of Whampoa cadets to the 74th Army, and many of Yang Ling and his regiment also came.

Due to the great losses of various troops in the battle with the little devils, especially the sacrifice of a large number of grassroots officers, the troops have a downward trend in command.

In order to strengthen the commanding force at the grassroots level, all military academies have begun to expand their enrollment, and the branch schools in Whampoa are no exception, and the study time has been shortened. The original number of students in the first phase was only 600, but now there are at least a thousand people in each phase. officer.

These officers went to the battlefield after leaving school, and gradually grew into the backbone of the army in the battle against the little devils.

Text Chapter 699 Personnel Adjustment

Seeing that the new year is approaching, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the cold wind blowing on the face feels like being cut with a knife.

Since the devils captured Wuhan, due to the long front line and the continuous harassment of the enemy's rear theater, the occupied area was unstable. The exhausted devils were unable to launch a large-scale offensive in a short period of time.

However, the seven elite divisions and two mixed brigades under Neiji Okamura are facing each other on the front line of the Xinqiang River and the troops belonging to the Ninth War Zone, which is only about two hundred miles away from Changsha.

The 74th Army where Yang Ling and the others belonged was resting in Changsha and stationed in the outskirts of Changsha City. Although the fighting had ceased and they were far away from the battlefield full of artillery fire, Yang Ling and the others did not dare to relax.

After all, tens of thousands of elite devils are staring at Changsha two hundred miles away. The cloud of war has been hanging over Changsha, and the devils may pounce on them at any time.

Therefore, after replenishing a batch of recruits and weapons, the troops immediately started training to prepare for a new battle.

As the head of the regiment, Yang Ling often went to the battalion company to personally guide the training in order to improve the combat effectiveness of the recruits as soon as possible, and he paid close attention to the training.

Although the news of Yang Ling's promotion to the deputy brigade was widely circulated in private, there was still no letter of appointment, so he could only stay patiently and continue to manage in the regiment.

As soon as Yang Ling returned to the regiment headquarters from the first battalion, Jiao Chaoming, the regiment attache, made Yang Ling a cup of hot tea and brought it over.

"Tuan Zuo, drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body."

Tuanfu Jiao Chaoming was considered an old man who followed Yang Ling. The other brothers all went to the battalion to lead the soldiers, but there were not many positions at that time, so he was transferred to the regiment as a regiment attache. This job lasted for more than a year.

"Jiao Tuanfu, have you seen Chief of Staff Zhang?" Yang Ling took the water glass, looked around and asked.

Since he came back from the hospital after recovering from his injuries, the chief of staff of the regiment has not been seen for three days.

Although the army is currently resting and training in Changsha, there are not so many things to do, but as the chief of staff, he always stays away from the regiment, and it is not too good to run out every two days.

Jiao Chaoming replied: "Chief of Staff Zhang probably went to the division again."

Yang Ling frowned: "He's not staying in the regiment when he has nothing to do. What's he doing in the division all day long?"

"Haven't we won the battle? I heard that Chief of Staff Zhang has been moving around recently and wants to be transferred to the division..."

Hearing Jiao Chaoming's words, Yang Ling suddenly realized that the brothers in love who bleed desperately on the battlefield have become a stepping stone for others' promotion. Yang Ling's heart was inexplicably blocked.

"Tuan Zuo, what if I hadn't gone to the division to call Chief of Staff Zhang back?" Seeing Yang Ling's face darken, he realized that he might have said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly opened his mouth.

Yang Ling waved his hands and said, "No need, since our group's temple size can't accommodate him, let him go, and adjust wherever he likes."

When Zhang Qingyun came to the regiment, he didn't rush to fight, and Yang Ling knew it well.

This time he wanted to take advantage of the Wanjialing victory to climb up, which was naturally a reasonable thing, Yang Ling didn't bother to take care of it, and he couldn't take care of people with nepotism like this.

"Tuan Zuo, many people are moving around now, you see the New Year is coming soon, do you want me to prepare some things for you to go to the teacher for a walk?"

Yang Ling's deputy brigade appointment was delayed, and Yang Ling had been staring at the training, and had no time to think about it, but Jiao Chaoming and the others were quite anxious for Yang Ling, and proactively reminded him.

"Forget it, let's stop this matter here, and don't bring it up again." Yang Ling thought for a moment, but still rejected Jiao Chaoming's proposal.

Now that the news of his promotion to deputy brigade commander has already spread, it will naturally not be groundless, and if he goes to give gifts now, it will be justified. It is better to wait honestly. He believes that what is his must be his own, not his request. It's also useless.

"By the way, the quilt supplies have come down, you can tell the military quarter to get them from the brigade." Yang Ling Jiao Chaoming ordered.

"Yes." Jiao Chaoming sighed slightly in his heart, stepped forward to answer, and turned to leave: "Tuan Zuo, then I will go to inform first."

"Wait a minute." Jiao Chaoming had just taken two steps when Yang Ling stopped him.

"Tuan Zuo, is there anything else?" Jiao Chaoming stopped in his tracks and turned his head to ask.

Yang Ling asked with a smile: "Our regiment suffered a lot in the battle of Wanjialing. There are still many vacancies in each battalion. Are you willing to lead troops?"

Jiao Chaoming has been in the position attached to the regiment for almost a year, and it is completely a idle job. He watched helplessly as the old brothers from the beginning were promoted to the company commander and battalion commander one by one.

But he was still walking around in the same place, saying in his heart that he was not envious, it was a lie, but he was too embarrassed to go to Yang Ling to ask for an official, so he just wasted his time.

Now that Yang Ling took the initiative to mention this, his mind immediately became active again. While excited, he was also a little worried.