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

"This second glass of wine is for my brothers present. You risked your life to follow me, Yang Ling, to fight the devils. This is your trust in me. I thank you guys for your perseverance!"

"Toast!" Liu Yidao and the others raised their glasses when they saw that Yang Ling had finished drinking.

"This third glass of wine is for the coming year. I hope we will continue to fight the devils in the new year, achieve more victories, and drive the little devils out of China!"

"Dry!"

After three glasses of wine, the brothers sat down one after another. Brothers, drinking and eating vegetables, there was a lot of punching and shouting in the room, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

After all, they are all survivors of the bloody battle. Compared with those countless brothers who died on the battlefield, they are extremely lucky to be able to live for the New Year.

After drinking, the brothers no longer restrained themselves, and spoke out what was in their hearts like beans.

"Our village... There are more than a dozen brothers from our village. Now, now, we are the only one left. The third child next door, the bomb blew out his intestines... He fell into my arms and said he wanted to go home. I feel uncomfortable, I want to cry, but I am the company commander, I can't cry, I can only endure..."

Thinking of those brothers who came out of the village together, now he was left alone, and some of them hugged the wine jar and cried loudly.

"Damn it, our brothers are working hard in the front, but they are lucky, they sent us a lot of tattered chapters, and there is no sign of the agreed rewards. You said that the tattered chapters can be eaten or beat devils!"

Wang Huzi also drank too much, staggeringly took out all the military medals issued and threw them on the ground, cursing loudly.

"Huzi, Deputy Battalion Commander Wang drank too much, help him to rest." Seeing Wang Huzi scolding indiscriminately, Yang Ling beckoned to Huzi.

"I didn't drink too much, so I'm going to scold those bastards who don't do anything..."

Body 7 Chapter [-] New Year

Yang Ling and his old brothers gathered in the regiment headquarters to celebrate the New Year lively, and Liu Yidao and the others were all drunk.

"Just arrange for them to stay at the regiment headquarters, and go back when they wake up."

Although Yang Ling drank a lot to get a little drunk, he felt that he was almost done and stopped drinking. Seeing the drunken officers passing by, he waved to the guards to help them go to rest.

After going out and washing his face with cold water by the old well in the yard, Yang Ling also felt a lot more awake.

"Tuanza, it's cold outside, put on your clothes."

Huzi watched Yang Ling arrive at the yard in his unlined clothes, and hurriedly brought out the woolen army coat.

"Have you eaten?" Yang Ling took the clothes and put them on, and asked Hu Zi with a smile.

Huzi was also in a good mood, and replied with a smile: "I have eaten, I ate a big bowl of braised pork stewed by the old squad leader."

The troops were stationed in Changsha to rest and recuperate, and they didn't eat as much as they did at the front line. The quality of life had improved significantly. Yang Ling was also very happy from the bottom of his heart to see his brothers getting stronger day by day.

"Come on, let's take a look at the camp below." Yang Ling was fine, so he greeted Hu Zi and went out.

Are the three battalions of the regiment and the troops directly under the regiment stationed in a village not far away? Walking through the fields with withered grass and trees, we soon arrived at the camp of the first battalion.

"Tuan Zuo, Happy New Year!"

The sentinel standing in the cold wind saw Yang Ling and a few guards approaching, and hurriedly stood up to attention and saluted.

Although the regiment was celebrating the new year, the guard did not relax in the slightest. Yang Ling also nodded in satisfaction. The brothers had grown up.

"Have you eaten yet? Is it cold?" Yang Ling also stopped and asked the sentry how warm he was.

"Report to the group, have eaten, dressed warmly, not cold!"

After this period of recuperation, the brothers recovered their spirits and spirits, and the resonant voice of the sentinel even exuded the majesty of the trump card army.

"Okay, keep standing guard!" Yang Ling became more and more satisfied.

"Yes!" The sentinel watched Yang Ling enter the village, then turned around again and entered a state of alert.

Every household in the village is hung with red lanterns, and children in cotton clothes are chasing and playing in the village, and the whole village is filled with a lively atmosphere.

"Master, happy new year." Seeing an old man sitting in front of the door smoking a cigarette, Yang Ling came forward to say hello with a smile.

"Okay, okay, Chief Yang is here, come in and have a seat." Seeing Yang Ling coming, the old man warmly greeted Yang Ling to come in and sit down.

"No, I still have to go to the camp. I'll come back next time." Yang Ling politely declined the old man's warm invitation.

The folk customs in Hunan are simple and honest, and the people have contributed a lot in several battles in Changsha, and they also contributed a lot to the victory of the battle.

Since the 74th Army was stationed in Changsha, it has also strictly restrained military discipline. Whether it is fire fighting in the city or stationed in the suburbs for training, the relationship with the villagers is also very harmonious.

When Yang Ling was walking in the village, the children were running around him with smiles, and they didn't seem to be afraid of him at all.

The villagers also had a good impression of Yang Ling, the chief who strictly controlled his subordinates, and they were very enthusiastic. They brought out some snacks and gave them to Yang Ling, which made Yang Ling very embarrassed.

The battalion headquarters of the first battalion is in the village, and Jiao Chaoming, the deputy battalion commander, is directing a group of elders in the battalion headquarters to be busy making dumplings, which is very lively.

"Tuan Zuo, the dumplings are made by brothers from the Northeast, you have to stay for dinner and taste the taste of Northeast dumplings."

Seeing Yang Ling approaching, the brothers became even more excited and wanted to stay Yang Ling for dinner in the first camp.

"I have to go to the second and third camps to see. If I stay in your first camp to eat dumplings, wouldn't it be unfair to one another. I'll be satisfied if you guys eat well." Yang Ling also explained with a smile.

"Hurry up and get a bowl of dumplings, and let the group eat before leaving." Jiao Chaoming insisted on asking Yang Ling to try the dumplings they made.

Yang Ling couldn't help it, so he had to wait for them to cook the dumplings before going to the second battalion to visit the brothers.

The brothers didn't expect that Yang Ling, the head of the regiment, would still remember them during the New Year and go around the battalions, so they were very happy.

The first battalion ate the dumplings, the second battalion drank the wine, and Su Er of the third battalion forcibly left the dinner.

"Brothers, after drinking this glass of wine, let's work together to achieve greater victories in the coming year! Let's toast to victory!"

"Okay! For victory!" The brothers raised their wine bowls one after another, proudly.

There is a small treasury in the regiment, and this New Year in Changsha, the brothers had a very prosperous life, which can be regarded as a reward for a year of hard work.

The regiment was celebrating the New Year lively, Yang Ling went around the battalions, and after arranging the affairs of the regiment, he went straight to the hospital to find Zhang Hongying at dawn the next day.

The family and the country fell, and the enemy was not destroyed. Although a soldier has to shoulder the important task of defending the family and the country, he should not love his children, but after all, people have feelings. Zhang Hongying has done so much for Yang Ling. I don't want Zhang Hongying to be alone.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Hongying just returned to the room after checking the hospital bed, when she saw Yang Ling appearing at the door carrying a large bag of things, she was surprised but moved.

"Why, I'm not welcome?" Looking at Zhang Hongying's surprised expression, Yang Ling also laughed and teased.

Zhang Hongying pouted her small mouth, and said with a smile: "You are the head of the regiment, how dare I not welcome you."

"Guess what delicious food I brought you?" Yang Ling walked into the room and said mysteriously.

"Wow, it's millet cake!"

When she saw the wrapped millet cakes, Zhang Hongying cheered like a child.