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

It's a pity that the bullets they snatched were only a dozen or so rounds, and with a quick click, they hung up the empty warehouse and ran out of bullets.

"Leave me alone, go, go!"

The brother who was shot had blood foaming from his mouth, and loudly urged Sun Liang and the others to leave.

"Officer Yang said, you can't abandon your brother!" Sun Liang also had red eyes, trying to carry the shot brother on his back.

"Let's go, no bullets!"

The guerrilla squad leader had already started hand-to-hand combat with a few members of the Small Knife Society who rushed over, and the muffled sound of gun butts smashing into bones could be heard.

"Come on, remember to avenge us!" The brother who was shot pushed Sun Liang away with his last strength and let them leave.

Sun Liang looked at his brother who was covered in scars all over his body, and at the knife gang members who rushed towards him, his eyes were filled with raging anger.

"Brother, you must live, we will come back to pick you up!"

After the guerrilla squad leader smashed a few knives to help the crowd, he had to let the brother who was shot stay behind, and dragged Sun Lang staggeringly towards the darkness outside the village.

The two brothers who were shot looked at each other, and they both saw the relief in each other's eyes. With miserable smiles on their faces, they tried to stand up and block the members of the Small Knife Society.

But soon they were overwhelmed by the crazy members of the Small Knife Society. More than 20 members of the Small Knife Society surrounded them.

Sun Liang and the others fled westward all the way, while the members of the Small Knife Society were chasing after them with torches. Fortunately, under the cover of night, Sun Liang and others finally escaped the search of the Small Knife Society.

But they had been tortured and beaten by the Small Knife Society before, and they were tired and tired with scars all over their bodies, but when they thought of the brothers who were still in the village, they knew they had to find reinforcements.

After evading the search of the Small Knife Society, they supported each other and broke out in the direction of Huaiyin under the leadership of the young man, trying to report back.

Yang Ling was leading the brothers of the Second Battalion to march towards Shiban Village in a hurry. Except for the sound of messy footsteps and heavy panting, the brothers were silent.

But behind this silence was bursts of murderous intent. If something happened to their brothers, they didn't mind letting the knife bleed into rivers.

"Report, we found our brother detained by the Knife Society!"

In the middle of the night, when Yang Ling and the others had just crossed a small river, a scout cavalry galloped forward with a torch.

Hearing that the brothers who were detained in front had broken out of the encirclement on their own, Yang Ling's tense nerves relaxed a little, and he led the brothers forward quickly.

But when they arrived and discovered the plight of these brothers, an unknown anger rose from their hearts.

These brothers who broke out were severely beaten, their bodies were covered in blood and scars, and they looked weak. They had exhausted all their strength when they came here, and they could no longer walk.

"Hurry up and bandage their wounds, light a fire, and warm them up!"

Yang Ling saw what happened to these brothers who followed him in the north and south, and he was distressed and hurriedly ordered for treatment.

Soon the brothers from the medical platoon in the camp quickly stepped forward to help them bandage their wounds, and wrapped them in thick clothes, which relieved the shivering brothers finally.

When they saw that it was Yang Ling who came to rescue them personally, their eyes were filled with tears: "Sir, we have shamed you..."

"You didn't embarrass me. I, Yang Ling, am sorry for you. Now that you are safe, take a good rest and recuperate. Let me take care of the rest." Yang Ling comforted.

"Sir, two of our brothers were shot. They stayed in the village and did not break out. You must rescue them." Sun Liang, a guerrilla soldier, pleaded.

Yang Ling patted Sun Liang on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we will never leave any brother behind."

After receiving Yang Ling's affirmative reply, Sun Liang was relieved. Because he was too weak, Yang Ling asked the brothers from the two classes to stay and send them back to Huaiyin on a stretcher after they had a while.

When Yang Ling and the others were about to continue marching to Shiban village to rescue the other two brothers, the young man who was rescued together stood up.

Although the young junior was also beaten severely, the injuries were not serious, most of them were skin trauma, and there was hatred on his immature face.

"Sir, I can show you the way. I know the way to Shiban Village." The young man took the initiative to take Yang Ling and the others back.

On this pitch-black night, Yang Ling and the others did spend a lot of time in finding their way. After all, they couldn't see anything at night, not even a sign. He naturally wished for someone to lead the way.

And he also knew what was going on from Sun Liang and the guerrilla officers and soldiers who broke out from the siege just now, so he didn't refuse.

"Okay then, show us the way, what's your name?"

The young man replied: "Sir, my father is illiterate and always calls me Shitou."

"Okay, Shitou, lead the way." Yang Ling nodded and said.

Soon, the team set off again. This time there were locals leading the way. It was clear where to go and where there was a river, and the speed increased a lot.

When the sky was bright, Yang Ling and his troops arrived at the outskirts of Shiban Village. The village had been tossing around all night, and now it was shrouded in the early morning mist, looking lifeless.

Yang Ling didn't let the brothers go hastily, but let the brothers hide in the fields outside the village, and sent a few elite brothers from the investigation platoon to enter the village to see the situation.

But not long after the brothers of the investigation platoon went out, they came back with red eyes.

"Sir, our two brothers who didn't stand out are dead, and they were hung on the tree at the entrance of the village." Several brothers in the investigation platoon spoke with a murderous look in their voices.

"Let's go and have a look!" Yang Ling's expression darkened, and he groped towards the entrance of the village.

At this moment, in the looming mist, several corpses were hung from the trees with their bodies tied to their heads, shaking with the wind and looking eerie.

"mother!"

When he saw the hanging corpse in civilian clothes, Shi Shi, who had volunteered to be Yang Ling's guide, immediately cried out in grief and indignation.

Text Chapter 886 Crowd

"Section master, it's not good, it's not good, we're surrounded by soldiers!"

With a bang, a panicked member of the Little Knife Club broke into the farmyard where the branch church of Shiban Village spent the night, crying and howling.

The head of the branch of the Little Knife Club was also terrified when he heard the call from outside that soldiers had surrounded the village, and hurriedly got up from the bed with his clothes on his hands.

"what happened?!"

While putting on clothes, the branch master of the Little Knife Club stared at the subordinate who scrambled in and asked.

"The soldiers are guerrillas, and they surrounded the village!"

"how many people!?"

"Hundreds of them, with machine guns!"

Hearing this, the branch master of the Small Knife Club suddenly screamed inwardly that something was wrong, they had just tied up someone else, and they came here to seek revenge.

"Don't be afraid, you quickly call people to the front to block them, and don't let them enter the village! I'll be there soon."

The branch master of the Little Knife Club turned around and went into the house after speaking, ready to flee with the looted money, he still knew himself, he was not the opponent of the guerrillas.

The member of the Small Knife Club didn't ask any more questions immediately after receiving the order, and hurried out of the room. Soon there was the sound of a gong outside, and the gang began to call.