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

But this time, Yang Ling was completely flat. Instead of sending a certain battalion, he was drawn from all the troops, which left them speechless.

"Sir, how many people should be transferred from each battalion?" Fifth Battalion Commander Liu Zhi pushed his glasses and asked.

Now each battalion is equipped with a strengthened battalion, four infantry companies, one machine gun company, and the battalion is directly under the special agent platoon, communication platoon, etc., which can be regarded as a very large establishment.

When everyone heard the fifth battalion commander's question, they all turned their eyes to Yang Ling, waiting for his answer.

"According to the information, most of these infiltrated small troops of devils consist of a team of more than a dozen or 20 people, so each battalion temporarily dispatches an infantry company to go there, and operate as a unit. The advantage strangles the devil."

Although the army's combat effectiveness has been improved after extensive training, but where is the military quality of the little devil? Moreover, they have undergone at least one year of training, so there is still a gap in strength between the two sides.

Therefore, Yang Ling sent troops to operate in companies. A company now has more than 160 people. Even if they encounter little devils, they can form an advantage in combat without causing too much loss.

Yang Ling's infantry company has undergone several rounds of reorganization and expansion. Now one company still retains six light machine guns and two grenadier teams. The firepower cannot be underestimated.

After getting the exact answer, the battalion commanders of each battalion began to think in their minds. This time, each battalion sent a company to go there. It must be a good fight, and it cannot be compared with others.

Yang Ling transferred troops from each battalion to fight against the devils and infiltrate the small troops, which were also tit-for-tat and just for training. He didn't want them to compete at all, but he didn't know that the battalion commanders had already made up their minds.

"This time when you send troops to encircle and suppress the infiltrated devil's small army, you will inevitably come into contact with the people of the villages. I emphasize one point here, that is to strictly abide by military discipline." Yang Ling knocked on the table again, Raise the sound alert.

"However, in this combat operation, if I hear any violations of military discipline such as harassing the people, taking advantage of the fire, and other violations of military discipline, then in addition to the double punishment of the brothers who violated the discipline, the company and platoon leader who leads the team will also be punished jointly. Did you hear me clearly?"

"Yes!"

Seeing Yang Ling's serious face, everyone froze and said seriously.

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The spring is cold, and the withered and yellow weeds cover the ditches and hills near Songjiagou, making it dilapidated and desolate as far as the eye can see.

A patch of high and low gray-tiled houses is located in a valley in a hilly area, surrounded by sparse bamboo forests and bare groves are large plowed fields.

This is an extremely ordinary small village in Jiangsu, with a population of less than a hundred people. Although it is less than half a day away from the busy Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, it is not too far away.

However, most people in the village have lived here for generations for generations. Many people in the village have never even been to Jieshou Town, which is very close.

Although the devils and puppet troops had previously controlled the Gaoyou area, the Japanese and puppet troops had limited strength and weak control over the vast rural areas.

And there are more than a hundred villages like Songjiagou with a population of more than a hundred in this area, and the Japanese and puppet troops will only go to these villages when they are collecting food.

Every time the Japanese and puppet troops went to the countryside, they would use sacks to transport away the carts of grain. These unarmed villagers dared not speak out. Who let these Japanese and puppet troops have guns in their hands?

However, since the North Jiangsu Corps went south from Huaiyin and fought two battles with the devils in Gaoyou and Jieshou, the devils were compressed in the vicinity of Gaoyou.

Songjiagou, together with the surrounding cotton stacks, Yanggou Village, Huangjiazhuang, Pujiazhuang, Daxian Temple, etc., have all become the control area of ​​the Northern Subei Corps.

The defense line of the Northern Subei Corps was set up in the south near the border of Gaoyou, so the Yangjiagou area had not been harassed by the Japanese and puppet troops for a long time.

Although the Northern Subei Corps also collects grain, the collection is not much, only [-]% of each household's harvest that year, which is many times better than the devil's mopping-up collection.

Moreover, when the North Subei Corps expropriated military rations, it did not ignore villages like Yangjiagou, but was led by the Subei Corps, which organized the villages to form a militia self-defense force.

These militia and self-defense forces were all pulled to Jieshou for military training. Although they all used guns eliminated by the Subei Corps, they were still lethal.

Generally, when encountering bandits and bandits, the militia and self-defense forces of each village will fight together. If they cannot resist, the Northern Subei Corps will send regular troops to encircle and suppress them to protect the environment and the people.

Since Yangjiagou was included in the control area of ​​the North Jiangsu Corps, not only the local gangs disappeared, but also the Japanese and puppet troops disappeared for a long time. The life of the villagers returned to the original calm state, as if this was not a time of war.

But recently the atmosphere has suddenly become tense again, that is, a ferocious little devil has infiltrated, attacking and causing damage everywhere.

These little devils are erratic and erratic, but their actions are extremely cruel and vicious. Two villages in a row have been attacked by this devil, and dozens of people have been killed or injured.

As this group of ferocious devils attacked everywhere, the originally quiet Yangjiagou became panicked. No one knew when this group of devils would appear.

Although all villages now have militia self-defense teams for joint defense, the weapons of the militia are very inferior, and they can still have a deterrent effect against bandits and rogues, but they are completely useless against little devils.

Although the militia and self-defense forces look majestic, they are still ordinary people after all. Facing these ruthless devils who come and go like wind, they also feel guilty and are still full of fear of devils.

On a small hill outside Yangjiagou Village, two militia sentries in shabby jackets held seven or nine rifles in their hands, and patrolled the surrounding fields and rivers vigilantly.

Although they were afraid of the ruthless little devil, they couldn't leave because they were afraid, because the village behind was their home, and all their wives and children lived here.

Now they can only pray that they will not be targeted by the devils. They know in their hearts that if they are really about to be attacked by the devils, the so-called joint defense militia will definitely arrive late, because everyone is afraid of the devils.

"Who!"

Sentinel Shuanzi suddenly heard a sound coming from the bushes behind him, his hairs stood on end, and he hurriedly turned around and pulled the bolt.

When the other sentinel heard Shuanzi's shout, he broke into a cold sweat in shock, thinking that the devil who was sneaking up was coming, so he also pulled the bolt of the gun, and the bullet was loaded and turned around.

"Captain—you scared me to death, I thought it was a devil who touched it."

After Shuanzi turned around with the gun in hand, he found that the person who came was not a devil, but the militia leader of their Yangjiagou. The frightened Shuanzi lowered the muzzle of his gun and let out a long breath, patting his chest.

"Shuanzi, don't bluff next time, and shout after you see clearly."

The other sentinel was also quite frightened, and while putting down his gun, he complained a little bit accusingly.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Seeing the quick response of the two sentinels, the militia captain of Yangjiagou was very satisfied. He walked up to the hill with sparse vegetation, glanced into the distance and asked them.

The sentinel Shuanzi put the [-] rifle on his shoulder again and replied, "There is no one."

"You must not be negligent. If there is a situation, immediately fire a warning shot. These devils are ruthless. If they are allowed to touch them, then our Yangjiagou will suffer." The militia leader of Yangjiagou warned.

"Captain, don't worry, we will never be lazy." The sentinel Shuanzi vowed.

"Well, stand guard well. After two days, the troops of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps will come, and the devils will not dare to be so rampant."

"When will the troops from the Subei Guerrilla Corps come over?"

Hearing that the Subei Corps was about to send someone over, the two sentinels showed joy on their faces and asked hurriedly.

The Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps had previously beaten the little devils in Jieshou and suffered heavy losses, and the Northern Subei Corps had a good military discipline and never harassed the people. This made them have a good impression of the Subei Corps and became their backbone.

"They have already sent word that they will come here in the past few days. Let us pay more attention to the traces of the devils. Once they arrive, the good days of these little devils will come to an end."

Obviously, the news that the Subei Corps was coming made the captain of the militia feel more at ease. These days he was indeed under a lot of pressure, and he was always worried that the devils would attack them.

"Great, they are finally coming, this time we must teach the little devil a hard lesson."

The sentinel Shuanzi and the other sentinel were very happy. They hated the little devil and couldn't wait for the guerrilla army to send someone over to wipe out the infiltrating devil.

"Captain...Captain, it seems that someone is coming over there."

While the three of them were talking, Sentinel Shuanzi saw a group of people approaching from the distance of a winding field road out of the corner of his eye, and immediately became vigilant.