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

"But now!" Yang Ling suddenly raised his voice, and roared with righteous indignation: "The Japanese invaded my country, slaughtered my brothers, killed my sisters, and made the land of China flow like rivers of blood!"

"Brothers, since you have chosen to serve as soldiers, to protect your home and country, tell me what you are going to do in the face of broken mountains and rivers!" Yang Ling looked directly at the recruits with sharp eyes.

"Expel the Japanese invaders! Give me back my rivers and mountains!"

The recruits all held their breath in their hearts, and roared together, their angry voices piercing the sky.

"The little devils are very strong! They have strong soldiers, planes, and cannons! Do you dare to fight them?!" Yang Ling asked again.

"Kill-kill-kill!"

The answer to Yang Ling was the shout of killing from the mountains and the tsunami. It was a cry from the depths of the souls of the brothers. They used the word "kill" to express their attitude.

These recruits have all seen the little devils slaughtering their brothers and sisters, and they have also seen the little devils' arrogance and domineering, and their anger has long been suppressed in their hearts.

The recruits are like a pile of dry firewood, they will ignite when they meet sparks, and now Yang Ling has completely detonated their inner anger.

"Okay! As expected of a strong Chinese man!" Yang Ling's stern face showed satisfaction.

"Now our ten war zones across the country are launching a counterattack against the little devil! At Kunlun Pass, the brigade commander of the little devil, Masao Nakamura, was shot dead by the troops led by General Dai Anlan! Cut off the head! Do you think it was a good beating!"

"Good!" The recruits blushed with excitement after hearing so much good news at one time, and burst into loud cheers.

"But!" Yang Ling changed the subject: "In many places, there are still many little devils, and they are still very strong. Not to mention far away, in Yancheng to the south of us, Gaoyou, countless brothers and little devils are fighting bloody battles!"

After hearing Yang Ling's words, more than 1000 officers and soldiers clutched the weapons in their hands, filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could go to the battlefield right now and fight side by side with those brothers.

"So I only give you one week to train. After one week, we will go to the battlefield! The training time is very short, so everyone must go all out, understand?!"

"Yes!"

The answer to Yang Ling was a tidy and sonorous answer. The brothers were full of fighting spirit, and the blood in their bones was beating.

Text Chapter 879 Emergency Training

"prick!"

In the field where the cold wind was howling, Liang Xiaoshan, the company commander of the recruit company, had a twenty ring pinned to his waist, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes darting back and forth among the assassination team.

"kill!"

The 160 recruits clutched the cold rifles tightly in their hands. Following the command of the recruit company commander Liang Xiaoshan, they stabbed the sharp bayonets at the straw man made of straw in front of them again and again, shouting loudly.

"Haven't you guys eaten?! Stab hard!" Liang Xiaoshan kept a cold face, yelling from time to time.

The recruits and even the veterans who served as platoon leaders walked back and forth in the queue, correcting the irregular movements of the recruits in the assassination.

In the battle with the little devil, close-range hand-to-hand combat often occurs, so Yang Ling attaches great importance to the training of fighting against the brothers.

Due to the harsh surrounding environment, Yang Ling and the others might fight against the Japanese and puppet troops at any time, so the training of the recruits was particularly urgent.

Because of time constraints, Yang Ling directly reduced many subjects, and waited for time to make up for them later. Now there are only four basic subjects.

The theoretical aspects include the use of firearms and other weapons and military discipline courses, while the actual combat aspects include shooting training, bombing training and stabbing training.

As for the rest, such as lurking, swimming, weight training, armed cross-country training, and coordinated operations between squads and platoons, Yang Ling postponed them and practiced when he had time.

When Liang Xiaoshan led the recruit company he was in to practice stabbing at a distance, the two recruit companies beside them were practicing bombing.

The brothers did not use real grenades to practice bombing, but stones of similar weight. Following the veterans' passwords, the stones continued to fly towards the predetermined pit.

"Press the bullet!"

"Top fire!"

"aim!"

"shooting!"

"Bang bang bang..."

The 150 rifles trembled on the shoulders of the brothers, causing their shoulders to hurt. The bullets flew out, but the target [-] meters away did not touch the edge.

"Squad [-] and Squad [-] stand up, go to the back to understand!" The recruit company commander turned his head and ordered: "Squad [-] and Squad [-] step forward!"

The so-called more training in peacetime and less bloodshed in wartime, Yang Ling also spared no expense in bullets and specially allocated more than 5000 rounds of bullets to the recruits for them to practice shooting.

Although the [-] rounds of bullets were evenly distributed to the heads of each recruit brother, there were not many of them, but it also allowed the recruits to experience the feeling of real shooting, so that they would not pee their pants on the battlefield.

Yang Ling took a group of staff officers to watch the recruits' training from a distance. He was very satisfied to see that the veterans taught hard and the recruits studied hard.

These recruits volunteered to serve in the army. Many people hated the little devil, especially those recruits who were refugees. Almost all of them had a blood feud with the little devil.

The so-called barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. Many of them not only had their homes destroyed by the devils, but their relatives were almost killed by the devils.

They chose to serve as soldiers and become guerrillas, and the only thing they thought about was to train well and seek revenge from the little devils. Such brothers are much better than those recruits who forced Lav to come.

"Counselor Lei, I will leave the training of the recruits to you. After a week, I hope to see a team of howling tigers and wolves!"

Staff officer Lei Xiong tapped his heels, stood up straight and said: "Don't worry, sir, I will train them strictly! I guarantee that when the time comes, the sword will be invincible!"

"Brother Lei, it's very windy, don't flash your tongue." Seeing Lei Xiong's military order, Liu Sheng, the staff officer, also kindly reminded him not to talk so much.

After all, a week is still too short, if the training effect is not good then, it will be cheating yourself.

"Hey, let's wait and see." Lei Xiong seemed to have a plan in mind.

Yang Ling didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Lei Xiong's gourd. Anyway, he was satisfied if he could form a fighting force in a short time.

"While the training is intensified, the food must not be left behind. After all, only when we have enough food can we have the strength to train and fight. It is necessary to ensure that the brothers have three dry meals a day, one of which has meat."

Yang Ling has always attached great importance to the food situation of his brothers, except when he is fighting, he at least guarantees to have dry food every day for the rest of the time.

The reason why Yang Ling is so rich is that he raided the homes of many traitors and old landlords, and the food and money he seized is now piled up like a mountain.

Although the land of China is now raging with war, those old rich landlords who are like grass on the wall are still very rich, because no matter who is in charge, they are famous people in the local area, and they are the targets of both sides.

In fact, it's not just these old landlords who are rich in wealth. When the officers and soldiers are fighting bloody battles on the front line, in the rear of the southwest, those high-ranking officials and celebrities are also living their lives every day.

Just like the foreign journalists who went to various places for interviews during the most difficult period of China's Anti-Japanese War, the frontline soldiers could not even eat a full meal, the victims and refugees starved to death everywhere, and the bones of Henan were even more numerous.

However, in the mansions of the senior officials in the rear, the senior officials of the national government are enjoying foreign food and wine. With the loss of a large number of coastal ports, the only material transportation channel, the Burma Road, has become a tool for the senior officials to make money.

The high-ranking officials of the national government used their power to transport a large amount of materials back from the Burma Road for private use, and they could earn more than [-] yuan in one hand, making the country a fortune.

The so-called soldiers are warm-blooded and politicians are cold-hearted. As a soldier, Yang Ling hates these people who make a lot of money for the country.

In the face of those sloppy landlords in Huaiyin and the so-called businessmen who hoarded and raised prices because of the war, they have always been merciless.