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

Yang Ling wanted to refuse. He just invited reporters to report on the great victory in Jieshou and publicize the war of resistance in the occupied areas. He didn't want to show his face, but he still had to seek the opinion of General Zhou Fu, the director of the political department. .

Because the enemy agents and espionage activities in the occupied area are rampant, he has no influence. If Zhou Fuzhong, the director of the political department, is targeted by the devil's spies, it will pose a great threat to his safety.

However, General Zhou Fu, the director of the political department, smiled and waved his hands and said, "Captain Yang, you are too careful. This is our Chinese own land. What we do is our freedom, isn't it? If it is true, we dare not even report it. See, doesn't that show that we are afraid of the Japanese invaders?"

"Little girl, which newspaper are you from?" Before Yang Ling could speak, General Zhou Fu, director of the political department, smiled and asked the female reporter with short hair that reached the ears.

When the female reporter saw Zhou Fu, the director of the political department, she also smiled. She extended her hand generously and introduced herself, "Hello, sir. I am Su Yan, a reporter applying for the reporter station in the Sulu war zone."

"It turned out to be the big reporter who declared, sorry for the disrespect."

General Zhou Fu smiled amiably and said that he had no airs of being a superior at all, which made Yang Ling who was next to him look at him with admiration.

"Then please take a photo for us, but I also have a small request." Zhou Fu, director of the political department, added with a smile.

Su Yanqiao asked with a sweet smile: "I don't know what your request is, sir?"

"My request is also very simple, that is, to take a photo of me and publish it on the front page of the newspaper. I also want to tell those arrogant little devils that others are afraid of them. I am not afraid of them. I am on the front line. If If they dare to come, if one comes, I will kill one, if two come, I will kill one pair—"

After hearing the words of General Zhou Fu, the director of the political department, the people around him couldn't help applauding.

"Sir, I will definitely convince our editor-in-chief to put you on the front page." Su Yan also patted her chest and promised.

"Okay, okay." Hearing the answer, Zhou Fu, director of the political department, was as happy as a child, and pulled Yang Ling to stand still: "Then please reporter Su take better pictures for us."

Su Yan, the reporter who made the declaration, did not expect that the dignified lieutenant general would be so amiable. After answering, she hurriedly prepared to shoot Yang Ling and the others.

"Crack!"

With the flash of the spotlight, the group photo of Yang Ling and General Zhou Fu, director of the political department, was frozen at that moment.

Although Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, had a smile on his face, he was from Whampoa after all, and his brows carried the rigid temperament unique to soldiers.

And Yang Ling had rushed out of the bloody battlefield countless times. His body stood there like a pole, but his sharp eyes were like knives, making people daunting.

"Reporter Su, we in the Sulu war zone are planning to start the "Jingzhong Daily", and I would like to ask you journalists to give me some advice." After the filming was over, Zhou Fu, director of the political department, said with a smile.

"Director Zhou, you are too polite. If there is anything you need to do, just give me an order." Reporter Su Yan nodded slightly and answered politely.

"Captain Yang, can I interview you alone?"

Soon, reporter Su Yan turned her attention to Yang Ling and asked tentatively, because she was still quite interested in Yang Ling.

"Sorry, Reporter Su, this conference is about to start, let's talk about the interview later." Yang Ling has never been good at these interviews, so he declined directly with an excuse.

"Then it's settled. I'll interview you after the conference is over." But the reporter Su Yan was unwilling to let go, which caused Yang Ling quite a headache.

Text Chapter 34 Battle Hero

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the commendation meeting officially began. Yang Ling, as the captain of Northern Jiangsu, took the lead to step forward and walk to the center of the rostrum.

At this moment, the number of soldiers and civilians around the entire venue has reached more than 1. Looking around, there are banners and banners, and there are huge crowds of people.

"Everyone be quiet—"

Yang Ling raised the tin horn and pressed down with his left hand, signaling the buzzing crowd to quiet down.

Although the people behind couldn't hear what Yang Ling said because of the noisy conversation, the rostrum was high enough for them to see Yang Ling's gestures clearly.

Soon, the venue where tens of thousands gathered became silent, only the banners fluttering in the cold wind fluttered with the wind.

"Today is the commendation meeting of our northern Jiangsu corps. First, on behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the northern Jiangsu corps, I would like to express my gratitude to the director of the political department of the war zone, Chief Zhou, representatives of all friendly forces, and all the fathers and villagers who came to watch the ceremony. Welcome to come. "

Yang Ling's voice was loud and high-pitched, with full penetrating power. Through the effect of the iron horn, it was transmitted far away, and even the security officers and soldiers standing guard on the edge could hear it clearly.

As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, the entire venue erupted in thunderous applause. The friendly army representatives who were sitting on the side watching the ceremony were astonished. They did not expect the Subei Corps to be so popular.

Although these troops are also fighting devils in the occupied areas, the relationship between the army and the people is very bad because of the official standard and loose military discipline.

The comparison with the northern Jiangsu corps immediately made them a little ashamed, while General Zhou Fu, the director of the political department, showed a thoughtful expression.

"Today is the day when our Northern Subei Corps celebrates the world's first victory. Chief Zhou of the Political Department has worked hard to come to our venue. First of all, everyone welcomes Director Zhou to say a few words to everyone." Yang Ling took a step back as he spoke, and gave up his position sideways. out.

And many of the people who came here didn't know who the officer sitting there was. At the moment Yang Ling said it, they were all surprised.

In the eyes of these common people, high-ranking generals like General Zhou Fu, the director of the political department, stayed in a safe area, and they appeared on the front line of Jieshou at this moment, which immediately caused them to burst into loud cheers.

Zhou Fu, director of the political department, also stood up from his chair, took the tin horn from Yang Ling's hand, and walked to the front desk.

"Since Captain Yang asked me to say a few words, I'll do whatever I want and tell you a few words." Director Zhou's voice was slightly deep, but it was full of majesty.

"First of all, on behalf of the Theater Command, I would like to express my heartfelt congratulations to all the officers and soldiers of the North Jiangsu Corps. Congratulations on your victory!"

As soon as Director Zhou's words fell, another thunderous applause erupted in the venue, because this was also a recognition of Jieshou's victory.

"The officers and soldiers of the Northern Subei Corps are not afraid of powerful enemies and fought bravely. They have shown the bloodiness of our Chinese soldiers and the backbone of our Chinese soldiers! The officers and soldiers of the Northern Subei Corps can be a model for all the officers and soldiers in our Sulu theater!"

As soon as Director Zhou said these words, every officer and soldier of the North Jiangsu Corps present was full of excitement and breathed rapidly. This sudden praise made them straighten up involuntarily, and a sense of pride was born spontaneously .

And the representatives sent by the various troops and the provincial government on the viewing platform were also slightly stunned. Doesn't this elevate the status of the Subei Corps too high?

"You fought very well in the first battle of Jieshou, and you finally gave us a sigh of relief, but the Japanese invaders are ferocious, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the people are displaced. I hope you will continue to work hard, carry forward the heroic and tenacious fighting style, polish your weapons, and raise your bayonets high. Fight the enemy bravely, drive the little devil into the sea, and rebuild the broken mountains and rivers!"

After the words of Director Zhou of the Political Department fell, he suddenly bumped his heels together, and stood up to salute the officers and soldiers of the North Jiangsu Corps who were waiting for inspection on the side of the square.

"Fight the enemy bravely! Defend the home and the country!"

When Yang Ling saw Director Zhou salute, he also shouted loudly.

"Fight the enemy bravely! Defend the home and the country!"

The brethren who had gathered on standby roared angrily one after another, and the momentum shook the sky.

After waiting for Director Zhou to step down, Yang Ling didn't talk nonsense, holding up the iron horn and said loudly: "Now, we invite Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Feng, the first combat hero in our Jieshou battle, to come on stage."

After hearing Yang Ling's words, Luo Feng, the deputy battalion commander who had been standing under the stage, took a deep breath, and immediately strode towards the rostrum.

Luo Feng, as the deputy battalion commander of the third battalion, not only commanded well in the initial block after layer, but also carried a ghost knife in the hand-to-hand combat later, killing the devils blood into rivers, directly under his knife As many as 15 devils were killed, and they were extremely ferocious.

The military uniform that Luo Feng was wearing at the moment was sewn and re-dyed from captured puppet military uniforms. Beneath the neat military uniform was a tall and strong physique, with firm steps and vigorous strides. His scabbed face made him look full of viciousness.

Luo Feng walked up to Yang Ling and stood up to salute, and then turned around to salute the crowded people in the venue. The iron-blooded and fierce style of the soldiers was undoubtedly revealed. Although he didn't speak, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Looking at this Luo Feng standing on the rostrum with piercing eyes, no one dared to look at him, and there were constant sounds of surprise from the crowd.

"Luo Feng, the deputy battalion commander of the major, killed 15 enemies with his hands in the First World War, and injured countless people. In recognition of his bravery, he was specially awarded the title of "Battle Hero", rewarded with five hundred oceans, and a special army stab. Hope to continue to work hard. Kill the enemy with all your strength to repay the country's grace..."

As Yang Ling said, he took the tray from the guard next to him. On it was a special triangular army thorn engraved with the battle hero Luo Feng, a certificate, and Ocean Five Hundred, which were cashed out on the spot.