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

All of them are famous local figures, they have about the same strength of troops, and no one will obey anyone, so they are very concerned about who will be the commander, after all, it is a matter of face.

Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "You mainly cooperate with our guerrilla corps to fight, and I will direct the command. You still lead your original troops and fight alone, so there is no need to set up another command."

Yang Ling's answer stunned them for a moment. Although they felt a little reconciled that they couldn't be a conductor, they felt a lot more balanced when they saw that other people couldn't make it either.

"Then when will we start beating devils?" Xiao Yan stared at Yang Ling and asked.

"When you go back, bring your team to Jieshou for training. I will send officers to teach you guerrilla warfare. After you pass the training, you can start fighting alone."

Although the armed forces in these places are familiar with the local terrain, after all, their military quality is not high, and if they touch the devils, they will die, so Yang Ling is going to give them a concentrated training first to improve their combat effectiveness.

Text Chapter 967 Spy

As soon as Yang Ling sent away the armed commanders of these places, Hu Zi, the company commander of the guard, walked over with a solemn expression, stood at attention in front of Yang Ling and saluted.

"Sir, Zhang Dachui from the Intelligence Department sent a message that someone in Jieshou town incited the villagers to hate our guerrillas, and even threatened to expel our northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps."

Zhang Dachui, an intelligence agent hiding in the dark, was originally from Qinghe Town, and he joined the army when Yang Ling and his guerrilla detachment expanded their recruitment for the first time.

But they did not stay in the army, but left the guerrillas under various names and became hidden intelligence personnel, responsible for intelligence collection in the dark.

At this juncture of the battle between them and the devils, someone actually incited the common people to hate the guerrillas. The purpose is self-evident, that is, to mess up the military-civilian relationship in this area and weaken the guerrillas in disguise.

"Have you investigated the identities of those who incited your fathers and villagers?" Yang Ling asked in a deep voice, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

Hu Zi, the company commander of the guard, replied through gritted teeth: "The intelligence department analyzed that it should be those traitors who delivered the goods to the country. Our hidden intelligence personnel are secretly observing and preparing to find their foothold."

Yang Ling nodded and ordered: "Tell the hidden brothers that they only need to provide the whereabouts of those people. Don't expose them. The action will be carried out by the guard company."

"Yes!" Huzi stood up and saluted, then turned and wanted to leave.

"By the way, you go and inform Battalion Commander Wu Changqing, and ask him to send some brothers to the town to maintain order, and send people to set up chucks at various intersections to trap suspicious persons, etc., so as to raise the alert level."

Yang Ling had been keeping an eye on the devils in Gaoyou's direction and assigning combat missions before, but now the information provided by the intelligence department made him realize that his vigilance was too lax.

Now that the enemy agents in the occupied areas are rampant, they must raise their awareness of security vigilance. After all, the enemy is in the dark, and if they are really assassinated, the loss outweighs the gain.

Yang Ling's order was quickly sent to the temporary camp of the guerrilla corps that was being repaired outside the town. Wu Changqing did not dare to neglect, and quickly dispatched the two companies that had been repaired to set off to maintain order in the town and set up checkpoints at various intersections Ensnaring suspicious persons, etc.

Teams of guerrilla officers and soldiers with live ammunition drove out of the temporary camp. The brothers wearing uniform Japanese-style leather shoes stepped on the streets with loud noises. Bright, one after another sideways to get out of the way.

These people have seen too many Chinese troops, whether it is the central army in uniform uniforms, or the tattered provincial troops and guerrillas.

However, most of those troops looked sluggish, their morale was low, and they often walked in groups of three or four, and they walked weakly.

The Subei Guerrilla Corps and the devils have fought repeatedly, and after being tempered and baptized by the flames of war, the spirit of daring to fight and fighting has been integrated into the bones of every brother. They are proud of being Chinese soldiers.

Now the officers and soldiers of the Subei Corps are not only not low in morale, but are full of energy, eager to fight the devils, so they walk on the street in that high-spirited and uplifting posture.

They let the chaotic and decadent Jieshou Town shine like a ray of light, and at the same time let those pessimistic and disappointed people feel hope.

Regardless of the numb, pessimistic or excited gazes crowded on both sides of the street, the officers and soldiers who came into the town to maintain order quickly formed a squad-based patrol team and began to perform patrols under the orders of the grassroots commanders. The task of maintaining order.

"Someone robbed something, someone robbed something!"

The deputy company commander, Liang Xiaoshan, was leading a squad of brothers to perform patrol tasks on the street. Before he had walked 50 meters, a woman's urgent shout came from the crowded crowd in front.

Liang Xiaoshan and his brothers stopped in unison, only to see the pedestrians in front were knocked to the ground, and a young man with a package in his hand rushed over.

"Stop him!"

Seeing this man rushing towards him clutching the package, Liang Xiaoshan waved his hand, and the two wolves and tigers rushed forward.

The young man who snatched things did not expect to bump into such a group of guerrilla officers and soldiers head-on. After a moment of surprise, he slammed on the brakes and was about to run into the alley next to him.

"Ouch!"

But as soon as he took two steps, he was chased by two guerrilla officers and soldiers from behind and knocked down to the ground.

At this time, a panting woman also squeezed through the crowd and ran over. Seeing that the guerrillas had captured the young man who was snatching things, she rushed to pick up her package in a hurry.

"Thank you boss, thank you boss." The woman held her package tightly in her hand, and thanked Liang Xiaoshan and the others for their continuous bowing.

"It's just a little effort, you're welcome, take care of your things next time." Liang Xiaoshan smiled and waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to thank you.

"Take him back and lock him up." Liang Xiaoshan waved at his brothers, ready to take the young man back for interrogation.

The young man who snatched something was also full of frustration. He was caught in the first place when he made a move, and he was taken away with a sad face.

"Okay, the guerrillas are doing well." Seeing that the guerrilla patrol caught a person who snatched something, the people onlookers couldn't help applauding.

They fled here from Gaoyou, not to mention the exploitation of various armed forces along the way, and these robbers were also unscrupulous, which made them miserable.

This made them complain about the guerrillas stationed here, thinking that these people and the guerrillas were colluding with the guerrillas to bully their people, so when someone incited them, they became more and more dissatisfied with the guerrillas.

But now seeing that the guerrilla patrol caught the looters in the street and chased back the robbed things, the people doubted their own judgment again.

The guerrilla patrols came to the town and began to maintain order. In just half an hour, they dealt with several incidents of fighting, free food, and looting, which immediately changed the public's image of the guerrillas.

Those traitors and spies who were hidden among the people to stir up emotions realized that it was not good, because if this continued, their plans would come to nothing.

At that time, not only will the people not hate the guerrillas, but they will support the guerrillas again because of what the guerrillas have done. After all, many people believe that seeing is believing.

"The guerrillas suddenly increased their vigilance, and they must have noticed something."

Soon, these traitors and spies disguised as refugees, peddlers, businessmen, etc. gathered together again to discuss countermeasures, and everyone looked solemn.

"If we continue to incite the hatred of the people against the guerrillas, we will be easily detected by the guerrillas. In order to avoid exposure, should we suspend our activities?" Some people raised their concerns.

The middle-aged man dressed as a businessman shook his head: "If you stop, the previous efforts will be in vain. Not only can we not stop now, but we must intensify our efforts to try to incite the people to march and attack their headquarters. We can take advantage of the chaos to kill them." Their commander!"

"As long as we kill that Yang Ling, then the Subei Corps will be leaderless. Once the Jiangfang troops arrive, we will cooperate with each other, and then we will be able to take over the Subei Corps!"

"Isn't the Jiang Defense Force still in Gaoyou?" A traitor in a ragged cotton coat raised his head and asked.

"I have just received an order from Chief Sano. The Jiang Defense Force will be able to reach Jieshou Wharf tonight. As long as Jieshou is captured, the Chinese army south of Jieshou will be cut off! And we, who cooperate, will Get rewarded!"

Chapter 968 Abandoned Officers and Soldiers

Rumble!

The guns of Gaoyou City, which had been devastated by the war, rumbled, and the ground trembled under the bombardment of wild artillery. The smoke and dust shrouded Gaoyou in darkness.

Under the cover of artillery fire, a large number of little devils in cotton padded clothes rushed towards the gaps in Gaoyou City like a tide, and the bullets whized and splashed bricks and stones.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the streets and alleys of the city that were almost blown into ruins, rifles and machine guns fired at the devils from time to time. The bullets pierced through the body and splashed blood, and the little devils who rushed in front kept falling down.