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

On the previous battlefield, although Yang Ling couldn't fight at close range, he still killed five or six devils with a shell gun, which undoubtedly boosted the morale of the officers and soldiers of the corps.

Seeing that the captain personally went into battle with wounds to kill the enemy, all the officers and soldiers rushed towards the devils screaming, and they just survived until the reinforcements from the reserve battalion arrived, finally defeating the devils.

Now that Yang Ling heard that there was a place where the devils were still stubbornly resisting, he also rushed over to check the situation in person, trying to wipe out the last remaining enemy.

"How are you going to fight next?"

Yang Ling did not take over the command to encircle and suppress the remnants of the village. After listening to Zheng Gang's report, he actually asked a question.

Zheng Gang was also taken aback by Yang Ling's rhetorical question. He thought that Yang Ling listened to his report and wanted to help command and defeat the enemy after understanding the situation. Looking at Yang Ling's appearance now, his feelings were not here to help.

But Yang Ling was the officer, and Zheng Gang couldn't say anything. After being stunned for a few seconds, he spoke out his thoughts of attack.

"I'll take my brothers up and attack by force. Even if we're all dead, we'll wipe out all the devils!"

The reason why Yang Ling didn't want to intervene in Zheng Gang's command was because he wanted to exercise the commanding ability of these grassroots officers. After all, they were the backbone officers of the Northern Subei Corps, and they always had to stand alone.

Hearing Zheng Gang's answer, Yang Ling shook his head helplessly. These officers under his command still have a long way to go.

"Have you considered the casualties of the brothers?" Yang Ling looked at Zheng Gang and asked seriously.

Zheng Gang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head immediately.

"You are also the battalion commander now. You have hundreds of brothers under your command. You are no longer the small platoon leader with dozens of brothers. Every decision you make is related to the lives of the brothers. You must be cautious, brothers. I choose to fight with you because I want to win, not to die with you." Yang Ling taught earnestly.

"As commanders, we must use our brains more when we fight. If we can solve the battle with a small casualty, then don't let the brothers bleed and sacrifice for a while. What are you doing?"

After listening to Yang Ling's words, the murderous first battalion commander Zheng Gang also realized that Commander Yang was teaching himself how to fight.

"Sir, I understand. I'll take my brothers to find Da Pao and kill these sons of bitches!" Zheng Gang was about to turn around to find Pao right away.

Yang Ling shook his head with a wry smile, and stopped Zheng Gang: "You are the battalion commander, just find the cannon and send someone there. You have to stay here and watch over the commander. What if the devils take the opportunity to break out and run away? Wouldn't that be the time? Is the bamboo basket fetching water in vain?"

Facing Yang Ling reminding himself, Zheng Gang scratched his head in embarrassment, and then returned to his seat embarrassingly.

"First company commander, take someone to the back to find an infantry gun, or a mortar, and bring it here as soon as possible."

"The second company blocked the open area on the left, and the third company set up defenses across the ditch. The defense on the left was handed over to the brothers of the third guerrilla battalion. I opened my eyes wide. If I let a little devil go, I will take you as a question." !” Zheng Gang reminded sharply, restoring the majesty that a commander should have.

Seeing Zheng Gang after such a reminder from himself, he also entered the state.

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Under the light of the fire, the dirt, dust and gunpowder smoke on the faces of the blood-stained devil soldiers looked even more ferocious. Almost all of their uniforms that survived the battlefield turned into rags.

After resting for more than an hour, the devil soldiers who retreated to the village recovered a little bit of physical strength, and under the command of Captain Devil, they regrouped and prepared to break through.

Although the captain of the devils, Hirayama Jing, was still wearing the uniform of the assistant officer, but it was also pitch black with gunpowder smoke, and his original color could not be seen, but his eyes were still cold and stern. Standing there, he had a majesty that was not angry and majestic.

"All stand at attention!"

The ghost captain, whose head was wrapped in blood-oozing gauze, gave a cold snort, and the depressed devil soldiers stood up subconsciously.

"Soldiers of the Great Japanese Empire! Hold your heads up! Look at me!"

The Devil Captain's gaze slowly swept across the faces of these distressed Devil soldiers, seeing the pessimism, disappointment and confusion of the Devil Soldiers in his eyes, and suddenly raised his voice and spoke.

The ghost soldiers raised their heads one after another, looking at the captain of the brigade, Jing Hirayama, who was on the steps, and didn't know what his chief was going to say.

"Did a defeat in a battle make you depressed?!" Devil Captain Ping Shanjing asked coldly.

Hearing the captain's questioning, the ghost soldiers who were suffering from hunger and cold were extremely ashamed. They were high-spirited before, but now they have become like this, and no one can tell the various feelings in their hearts.

"You are the best soldiers in the empire, you should have the strongest will! It's just a small defeat, there is no need to be so depressed!"

Hearing that Captain Hirayama even described a big defeat as a small defeat, the devil soldiers were very puzzled.

"The reinforcements sent by Captain Sano are already on their way, and the Chinese Army will be completely wiped out soon! Victory still belongs to us!" Captain Hirayama continued to roar excitedly.

Hearing this news, the ghost soldiers were taken aback for a moment, and then began to whisper among each other, and the frustration on their faces gradually dissipated.

They are really not reconciled to the failure. They are looking forward to a comeback, but they really couldn't see hope before, and now they hear that the reinforcements are coming, and hope is rekindled in their hearts.

"The harassment of the Chinese people made us exhausted and led to our failure. This is a conspiracy of the Chinese people, but the defeat in the battle is a disgrace to my Pingshan Brigade. It also requires us to wash it away with the blood of the Chinese people. Now I order You break out alive and join the reinforcements! When we get supplies and ammunition, we will fight back to avenge our shame!"

Under the provocative speech of the captain Hirayama Takashi, the devil soldiers' eyes became sharp again, and they all clenched their rifles tightly and shouted.

"Long live the Great Japanese Empire!" The morale of the devil soldiers was greatly boosted.

"Now I order! Break out to the south! Close to the friendly army!" Seeing that the morale of the devil soldiers had recovered a lot, the captain Hirayama Jing waved to the captain next to him without any nonsense.

"Hi Yi!" Captain Guizi bowed his head heavily, then turned to face the assembled Guizi soldiers and shouted, "Break out!"

The fighting spirit of the ghost soldiers rekindled in their hearts. As long as they join up with their allies to get ammunition and supplies, they will fight back again. This is their vision, and they still don't want to admit this defeat in their hearts.

Under the leadership of Captain Guizi, Takeshi Suzuki and more than 100 Guizi soldiers who were still able to fight headed towards the village entrance in the south with a murderous spirit, and they wanted to fight their way out.

However, the ghost soldiers who broke out in the dark did not notice that their captain Jing Pingshan did not follow, but headed in the opposite direction under the protection of more than a dozen guards and staff officers.

"Kill Gaga!"

Captain Guizi, who led the team, was roaring. He knew that this was a suicide attack to cover the breakout. The real breakout was not in the south, but for his family, he had to lead the team to cover the breakout of Captain Hirayama.

Following the captain's roar, the murderous ghost soldiers rushed out of the village in unison, and charged towards the Subei Corps outside the village.

"Ready to fight! Ready to fight!"

"Flare!"

Hearing the roar of wild beasts coming from the entrance of the village, the brothers of the Subei Corps surrounding the devil also pulled the bolts of their guns one after another, as if they were facing an enemy.

"Huh! Huh!"

Several captured flares rose into the sky. Under the pale light, the devils trapped in the village were screaming to break out.

"The little devil of Gou Ri wants to run away, brothers, hit me!"

Seeing the little devil rushing out, Zheng Gang, the first battalion commander of the reserve battalion who had been thwarted by several attacks, had a feeling that he had nowhere to go, and it took no effort. He was so excited that he almost jumped up to fight.

"Teng Teng Teng-"

The heavy machine gun spewed out flames first, and the dark red chain of fire swept towards the devil head-on.

And the light machine guns, rifles and grenade launchers arranged everywhere did not show any weakness, and greeted the devil soldiers one after another.

For a moment, gunshots rang through this quiet small village like popping beans, and the rain of bullets enveloped the devils.

Under the attack of such a net of firepower, the ghost soldiers who yelled and rushed outwards, their thin bodies were quickly pierced by bullets, and before the cloud of blood mist dissipated, another cloud of blood mist rose again .