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

With Liu Ming's encouragement, the procrastinating team finally sped up. Now the supplementary regiment has only four companies that are not enough to make up, and they are all scrambling to rush towards the town, for fear that the food will be robbed by the other companies.

The 150-odd people from the Second Company that Yang Ling and the others made up temporarily ate up all the rations that Yang Ling had accumulated with great difficulty. At this moment, it was better than the rest of the friendly companies with their chests on their backs, but they marched continuously for several hours. , There are also some soft legs.

The road is not like the hardened mud and cement of the later generations, but the mud road with pits and holes. The feet are painful when stepped on by the stones. Many soldiers have blisters on their feet, and they will stumble and wrestle if they are not careful. easy to go.

Yang Ling was carrying a [-] rifle on his shoulder, and the butt of the gun was banging against the cowhide belt around his waist. However, he was wearing rubber shoes with cleats pulled off from the devil's feet, and he walked like flying. Left behind.

"Damn, that guy named Yang has had his blood pumped! He ran so fast!" Seeing Yang Ling rushing far ahead, Captain Qin Feng panted and shouted at Lian Lian behind him: "Fuck it!" Hurry up, Lao Tzu, or the Erlian will eat up all the food!" He said with all his strength to chase forward.

Although Li Tiezhu, the commander of the third company, looks thin, hungry and tired, he can't care so much at the moment. If he goes late, let alone food, he knows that he has no hair, so he is gritting his teeth and running, full of energy. It was the suffocated flush on Yanchen's face.

The soldiers of the four companies all ran towards the town, panting heavily, but they still gritted their teeth and dared not stop. They looked like wild wolves who were extremely hungry, desperate to eat.

In fact, they were really afraid of the days when they were hungry. Without food in their stomachs, they would have no strength. Whether it was bayonet fighting with the devils or fleeing for their lives, they were not strong enough.

They are all people who crawled out of the corpses, and they know the importance of food. They clearly remember that many comrades beat the devils because they had no food and were hungry. , in short, one word is miserable.

They were all frightened of hunger, and even if they were exhausted, they had to rush into the town to get some food to fill their stomachs, because if they didn't eat, let alone fight, they would lie down first.

Yang Ling ran at the forefront, getting closer and closer to Jiangqiao Town. While running, he took off the [-] rifle from his shoulder and held it in his hand.

Although Jiangqiao town is still some distance away from the front line, it is close to the Suzhou River, so it is hard to say whether it is dangerous or not. It is always right to be careful when sailing for thousands of years.

Looking at Jiangqiao Town from a distance, it is hidden by a green bamboo forest, but it is a quiet and peaceful small town in the south of the Yangtze River, but the closer you get, the more you can get a glimpse of the whole picture, which is desolate and dilapidated.

Looking along the street at the front end of the town, there is no sign of human activity. There are discarded things scattered on the dirt road, and the paper pasted on the wall is rattled by the wind.

Yang Ling pulled the bolt of the gun with a bang, and the cat leaned against the wall of the street and groped into the street, wanting to investigate first.

The rest of the companies of the supplementary regiment also rushed to the outskirts of the town, and they did not rush in. Although it is important to find food, it would not be worthwhile if they were shot and died, so they lined up The two slipped along the corners on both sides of the street and walked into the town.

A regiment of the Northwest Army was originally stationed in Jiangqiao Town, but the front line was urgently transferred. Until now, Liu Ming brought a supplementary regiment here to defend and evacuate the nearby people.

Liu Ming, the regimental deputy, was also a battalion deputy. He was just a battalion deputy. The front line was tight, and he had no soldiers to send. He could only make up for the scattered soldiers and form a temporary supplementary regiment. Come here, he also knows nothing about the situation here.

"Damn, everyone ran away, eating bullshit." Lianchang held a short gun in his hand, looked at the empty town in front of him, and complained dissatisfiedly, no one felt comfortable after empty joy.

The people in the town had indeed run away, and the broken objects scattered on the street were blown messily by the wind, and some large characters with brushes could barely be seen on the ruined walls that had been collapsed by the aerial bombs.

"Fight against Japanese imperialism! Don't be a subjugated slave!" Large white characters were printed on the dilapidated wall, crooked and untidy, but they were extraordinarily dazzling, which made Yang Ling's blood boil.

Yang Ling used to see those parades calling for the defense of the country and those big-character posters plastered all over the streets in the film and television dramas of later generations, but when he was there, especially after going through the brutal battle, seeing these The slogan of defending the home and defending the country brought some tears to my eyes.

The so-called you will never know how painful it is if the needle is not stuck in your body. You have personally experienced the bloody battlefield and witnessed one by one comrades rushing to death one after another.

Seeing these slogans written on the wall, Yang Ling seemed to see those Chinese people standing under the big characters who raised their arms and shouted. The country is poor and weak, and the Japanese invaders are ferocious. There was a deafening voice in the soul, it was the unyielding struggle of this poor and weak nation!

It is precisely because of a sentence that I don't want to be a subjugated slave!Countless people stood up and ran, shouting to wake up the people of the country, rushing to the battlefield, defending their homes and the country with flesh and blood, playing the strongest voice of the Chinese nation in this era!

Text Chapter 97 Eat a full meal

Yang Ling quickly averted his eyes from the dazzling slogan. This nation has suffered many disasters. Although it is poor and weak, the country will not perish if there are passionate people and soldiers who die generously!

The Chinese nation will definitely straighten its own backbone, break out of the cocoon and be reborn, and stand tall in the east of the world again, becoming bigger and stronger!

Yang Ling quickly crossed the broken wall with the slogan written on it, and continued to scout forward with his gun in hand, patrolling the ruins and ruins with his eyes, maintaining a high degree of vigilance. ????

The town is dilapidated and quiet, the cold wind blows the discarded papers and flies, and the streets are covered with shattered rubble and discarded objects from people fleeing for refuge.

Judging from the scattered and discarded objects, the people here fled in a hurry and panic, and many things were too late to take away. There were even a few dilapidated wooden tables and benches placed in a mess at the door of a house. Take away but have to stay.

Many houses were bombed and collapsed, revealing holes, but the remaining gates were still locked. The fleeing people may still want to wait until the war is over before returning to live.

Yang Ling stopped in front of a house. He heard the sound of a dog barking inside the house. Through the gap in the wooden door, he saw a big black dog tied up in the yard, barking wildly. It was probably the owner. I ran away too quickly and forgot to take it away.

Yang Ling raised the butt of his gun and slammed it at the lock of the wooden door. There were a few bang bang bang bang bangs, and soon the iron buckle was smashed down, the door was opened, and the black dog barked even more when he saw a stranger.

Old Wang followed Yang Ling into the yard and saw a black dog tied to a rope next to a big tree in the corner. He grinned and said, "There is dog meat to eat tonight." Then he pulled out the bayonet at his waist and walked over .

Yang Ling didn't stop the old Wangtou from killing the people's dogs to satisfy their hunger. They all fled and don't know when they will come back. They are hungry and can only fill their stomachs first. As for the compensation issue, let's talk about it. One cannot suffocate to death with urine.

"Don't be dazed. Let me check the surrounding streets carefully, and bring back everything you eat!" Yang Ling turned to the soldiers under his command.

With Yang Ling's order, they all dispersed with a whoosh, and began to climb over the walls and smash doors in groups in search of food. Many houses were destroyed by aerial bombs thrown by devils, and they could enter directly along the gap. Of course they are not polite.

Liu Ming, the deputy of the supplementary regiment, did not stop these hungry soldiers from scavenging for food. In his opinion, Shanghai would definitely not be able to defend.

After Yang Ling was finished, he walked along the dilapidated streets with a gun and felt the entire Jiangqiao Town. He had an idea in his heart. Most of the tile structures are made of soil, and the gap between the rich and the poor is obvious.

The town was already empty, and everyone had fled. Yang Ling felt very relieved. It was a good thing that he didn't have to spend their time evacuating.

Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, wandered around the street and found out the situation of the town. Their task was to guard the town here and evacuate and cover the people who hadn't evacuated.

Now that all the people have escaped, their task becomes easier. They only need to guard this town. It takes at least four or five hours to walk from the front line. The devils will not be able to fight them for a while. Liu Ming thinks this guard is doing a good job. It's not dangerous to do nothing, just stay here quietly and wait for the evacuation order.

But since it is guarding here, it has to be put on airs, so the regimental deputy waved and summoned the communication soldiers, arranged the defensive positions for each company, and then took the temporary number ten people from the regiment headquarters to the street near the north. They found a house that was not seriously damaged and set up a temporary regiment headquarters.

Although the supplementary regiment was small, with a total of more than 500 people, these people also came from different combat units, but at least Liu Ming was also a regiment deputy, so he put up the airs of the regiment headquarters.

The soldiers in charge of collecting food came back one after another. In addition to the sweet potato, some people also found a few pieces of bacon and a jar of rice. With the addition of a dog that was killed before, Yang Ling and the others finally had their dinner.

"Report!" The signal soldier of the supplementary regiment trotted up to Yang Ling and saluted him.

Yang Ling raised his bronzed face and asked, "Xiao Zhang, what's the matter?"

The communications soldier pointed to the south side of the street: "Commander Yang, the regimental deputy asked your second company to guard the street to the south."

There are only four streets in Jiangqiao Town. It is just right for the supplementary regiment to connect to one street, but the south street is close to the Suzhou Creek. If the devils come from the river, they will bear the brunt. But since it was the order of Deputy Liu Tuan, Yang Ling naturally agreed. Come down and direct the soldiers of the second company to move.

The streets in the south were also dilapidated. There were no more than 30 families in the whole street.

"Go to the houses on the right in a row, and put your machine gun on the attic for me." Yang Ling pointed to the houses near the Suzhou River and said.

After giving instructions to the first row, Yang Ling turned to the leader of the second row: "Your second row, go to the intersection ahead and defend along the street."

If there were two machine guns, Yang Ling could arrange a diagonal firepower network. Once the devils came from the direction of Suzhou Creek, they would definitely not be able to please.

But now they only have one machine gun, so they can only use three lingers as corners to defend each other, and the machine gun position is at one corner of the triangle, which can provide fire support for the other two lingers.

The three wanderers were exactly at the three points of the triangle, and Yang Ling arranged a few skirmishers between each other, and a simple defensive circle was formed.

Yang Ling stayed with the third platoon, the platoon leader was Old Wangtou, but at the moment he was picking up the naked big black dog with a knife.

Old Wangtou used to be the cooking squad leader in the Sichuan Army. Although he is now the combat platoon leader, he saw that his subordinates were struggling to clean up the big black dog, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and did it himself.

Yang Ling was finally free. He used to fight in the rain of guns and bullets every day, eat pancakes and sleep in muddy trenches, and his nerves were always tense. Now that he was away from the battlefield and relaxed, he fell asleep unconsciously while lying on the wooden board.

"Company commander, company commander, wake up, it's time to eat." It was Lao Wangtou who woke Yang Ling up, still rolling up his sleeves, Yang Ling saw his wrinkled face in the dim light.