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

With the shout of the duty officer, there was a uniform sound in the wilderness, and a large piece of bright bayonets shook like a dazzling white belt.

Wearing a neat military uniform, Yang Ling had a serious face on his resolute face. He strode forward a few steps, looked at the silent team, and stood up to salute.

"brush!"

The brothers also responded in unison, and their uniform movements showed that the brothers were a well-trained army.

"Relax!" Yang Ling put down his hand.

"Brothers, do you know why I gathered you here today?"

Yang Ling took the tin horn from the staff officer next to him and said loudly.

Yang Ling's voice was full of spirit, and it echoed in every brother's ears.

Although Yang Ling was asking, none of the brothers answered, they were all waiting for Yang Ling's next words.

Yang Ling paused and continued: "Perhaps you have all heard recently that the traitor Wang Jingwei, with the support of the devils, established another puppet government in Nanjing! Now this puppet government is sending people everywhere to lobby our Sulu war zone The troops obeyed their orders and made good friends with the little devils and established the so-called Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Yang Ling's face, and he took a few steps forward.

"Brothers, do you think those people in Nanjing are ridiculous?"

"Goodwill! Goodwill shit!" Yang Ling suddenly became angry: "The bones of more than 30 soldiers and civilians in Nanjing are still alive! The little devils still occupy a large area of ​​our China, in Hunan, in Shanxi, in North China! In Guangxi! Countless The devils are still burning, killing and looting, and now some people say that China and Japan are on good terms, saying that the devils are here to help us build a bullshit East Asia co-prosperity sphere! Do you believe it?!"

"Do not believe!"

What came back to Yangling was the angry roar of the brothers. The brothers fought with the little devils one by one, and watched many brothers die at the hands of the devils. Believe the bullshit.

"You don't believe it, but someone does!" Yang Ling's face was full of sullen anger.

"There are still countless people who want to join the Nanjing puppet government wholeheartedly. They want to be lackeys and traitors! They want to talk about curves to save the country!" Yang Ling's tone was full of gunpowder.

"The little devil is here to subjugate the country! Is it useful to save the country with curves! That's willing to be a subjugated slave!" Yang Ling retorted angrily.

"Do you want your descendants to be cows and horses for the little devil?" Yang Ling asked loudly.

The brothers all clenched their fists and answered, "I don't want to!"

"Brothers, the little devil is indeed very powerful. I admit this, but he can be so strong. Do you want us to kneel down and beg for mercy? That's wishful thinking!"

"We Chinese men have never been afraid! 30 brothers fought to the death in Shanghai, and [-] brothers buried their bones in Nanjing! After bloody battles, we Chinese men will fight one after another, and would rather die than surrender!" Yang Ling's face was full of pride.

Although these battles were defeated, although the defeat was glorious, the Chinese soldiers showed their integrity. Even if they were defeated miserably, even if the corpses were scattered all over the field, they did not bow their heads!Fail once, add troops and continue to fight devils!

But it was such a series of defeats, relying on the Great Wall of flesh and blood of countless brothers, forcibly blocked the devil's planes and cannons, breaking the devil's plan to perish in China.

"We fought bloody battles on the front line, but some people deducted our military pay and resold our supplies. Now they are traitors, and now they send people to persuade us to surrender, and we will be traitors if we surrender. Do you agree?!" Yang Ling said loudly. asked.

"No promise!"

"No!!"

The brothers shouted like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and the rolling sound was like thunder, shaking away the dark clouds that shrouded the sky.

Every brother is a solid Chinese soldier. Although their weapons and equipment are poor, and although many of them are peasants who have just put down their hoes, they are all Chinese with backbone at this moment, so how could they surrender to the enemy?

"Then what to do with the traitors who persuaded us to surrender!" Yang Ling asked loudly.

"kill!"

"Kill the dog traitor!"

"Kill the traitor!"

……

The brothers were all furious and hated these traitors to the bone, especially because many of the traitors were former high-ranking officials, which made them even more angry.

They are starving and fighting the devils on the front line. These high-ranking officials are enjoying good food and wine. The brothers can bear it, but now these people are traitors for the sake of status and wealth, and they want to surrender to the enemy. This has violated the bottom line of the brothers, brothers. Can't bear it!

Text Chapter 98 Tough Attitude

"Execution!"

Amidst the angry roar of the brothers, Yang Ling turned to look at the few traitors who were tied up and detained there, and waved his hands to order.

Several stern-faced brothers stepped forward and took down the wooden sign that said "big traitor, traitor" behind the traitors, and a group of brothers with guns came out and stood about ten meters behind the traitors.

"Check weapons!"

"Press the bullet!"

"Crack!" With the sound of the bolt being pulled, the brother in charge of the execution loaded the bullet.

"Raise the gun!"

The voice of the ordering officer was like a reminder, and Liu An, the traitor director sent by Nanjing, trembled like a sieve when he heard it behind him, and his crotch was wet a lot.

The brothers who shouted all fell silent, and stared at the traitor kneeling on the earth platform together with the surrounding people.

"shooting!"

"Bang bang bang-"

After the brothers heard the order, they pressed the trigger one after another, and the howling bullets spurted violently from the muzzle, puffing into the traitors' bodies.

The bullet pierced through the traitor's body and brought up a cloud of blood mist. The traitor's body shook in a strange posture as if he had been hit by a hammer. Immediately, he knelt on the ground and twitched a few times before, and there was no movement. Guts of blood flowed out from the corpse.

"Autopsy!"

Several brothers trotted to the corpse of the Han body lying in a pool of blood, and quickly checked it.

"It has been killed!" The brothers who performed the autopsy stood up and reported one after another.

"Good kill!"

In the silent wilderness, the cheers of officers and soldiers suddenly sounded. Seeing the traitor being shot to death, they all shouted excitedly, and the wave of cheers was higher than the wave.

Among the cheering crowd, there were some people who originally wanted to be fools because of the establishment of a puppet government in Nanjing. While cheering with the crowd, their faces turned pale.

Yang Ling's public killing of the traitors was not only a major counterattack against the Nanjing puppet government, but also a declaration of war against the traitors, which showed the attitude of their Northern Subei Corps, absolutely surrendering and never compromising.

"Brothers! The traitor has been killed! From now on, whoever wants to be a traitor will be punished!"

Yang Ling's sharp eyes looked around the dark crowd, deliberately staying in the queue of the squires, pointing at the traitor lying in a pool of blood, his words were full of warning.

"Ning Zhan to the last person, the last bomb, we will definitely not be traitors!"