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

Looking at the female health workers who were supporting each other and unable to keep up, Yang Ling slowed down his pace from time to time so that they could catch up and not fall behind.

Yang Ling has his own opinion. From ancient times to the present, the protagonists of the battlefield are always men. It is a battle between men, a collision of blood and courage. Women should stay away from this cruel battlefield and let men shield them from the wind. Rain, but now that the country is ruined and the family is ruined, even women have stepped onto the battlefield, bearing the unbearable pain. It has to be said that this is the sorrow of a nation, the sorrow of a country.

The war swept across, and the several villages that Yang Ling and the others passed by had been emptied and deserted, with only the dead branches and fallen leaves blown up by the cold wind rattling on the streets.

Because he stayed in the nameless village by the river for several hours, Yang Ling wasn't sure if the main force of the devil soldiers had passed the Qingyang Port Highway Bridge and captured Kunshan, so he didn't go north to Kunshan, but headed northwest Suzhou.

Suzhou has the Beijing-Shanghai Railway passing through, as well as highways. The National Revolutionary Army troops guarding Suzhou should not have withdrawn yet, so as long as they go to Suzhou, they should be able to temporarily guarantee the safety of the female health workers behind them.

Yang Ling is not a coward, nor does he lack enough courage, but he knows that for them, living is the hero, especially for those women, if they fall into the hands of those devil soldiers who are not as good as beasts, the consequences will be self-evident.

Therefore, Yang Ling now hopes to reduce the contact with the devil's chasing soldiers as much as possible. It is his duty to transport these people who have no combat effectiveness to a safe place. Besides, his mission was to protect the health team.

Lu Zitao was carrying a heavy medicine box, and his steps became heavier and heavier. His legs seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't lift them up. He clearly wanted to step forward, but it was extremely difficult, and his consciousness felt a little dazed.

He tried his best to breathe with his mouth wide open, the white mist exhaled quickly dissipated, a gust of cold wind poured into his throat, rushed into his lungs, it was dry and cold, and his throat was terribly uncomfortable.

He untied the water bottle, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, but after walking a few steps, he returned to his old self. His physical strength couldn't keep up, and he couldn't move anymore when he saw hurried people rushing past him to the front. , he simply sat down on the ground and prepared to take a rest before following up.

For the medics who have not been trained in the military, such a continuous rush will kill them. With Lu Zitao taking the lead, the rest of the medics who gritted their teeth and persisted quickly collapsed like a dam with a gap. , stopped one after another, and then collapsed like mud in the wet grass on the side of the road, panting heavily.

"I can't walk anymore, I can't walk anymore." Some health workers were lying on the ground on their backs. Even if the devil soldiers appeared in front of them, they probably wouldn't bother to get up, they were already exhausted and collapsed.

The hygienists were tired, so were the young men in the stretcher team, and even Yang Ling and the soldiers with guns were also tired, but if they stayed longer now, they would be more dangerous. If they leave Suzhou, they will fall behind the ghost soldiers, which is undoubtedly more dangerous. Now they are racing against the devil soldiers, and they are also racing against life.

"Yang... Company Commander Yang, we really can't move anymore, can we take a break?" Zhang Hongying put her hands on her hips, panting with her body arched, sweat dripping down her forehead, leaving white marks on her originally dirty face, Turned into a big painted face.

Yang Ling turned around and looked at the people lying on the road like mud. He felt helpless. If he continued to march, the effect would definitely not be good. He nodded: "Take a rest for 10 minutes, and leave after 10 minutes."

"Thank you, Company Commander Yang," Zhang Hongying turned around and greeted, "Everyone, take a break for 10 minutes and leave in 10 minutes."

In fact, Zhang Hongying didn't need to greet again. Everyone in the health team and the stretcher team had already collapsed on the ground, panting with their tongues out. The only ones still standing were more than 20 soldiers with guns.

Yang Ling also ordered more than 20 soldiers with guns: "Rest in place." Before Yang Ling could finish his sentence, they all collapsed on the ground.

"Monkey, 50 meters to the left, climb up the tree and be careful." Yang Ling yelled at a thin and agile soldier while finding a place to sit down on his own.

The soldier named Monkey grabbed the gun and went straight to the tree on the left, fixed the gun on his body, spat on the palm of his hand and rubbed it, and quickly climbed up the tree with his hands and feet.

Seeing that the monkey was so vigorous, Yang Ling nodded secretly. If he could survive, he would be a good scout if he taught him in the future.

About three or four miles behind Yang Ling and the others, there was also a team rushing forward with their heads buried in their heads. More than 100 heavily armed devil soldiers formed a line and quickly approached Yang Ling and the others.

The ghost soldiers were well-trained, and the scouts were even more elite. Their noses were as sensitive as dogs. Yang Ling and the others had no time to deal with the traces left by their haste, which became the best marker for their tracking, so they followed closely.

It's not that Yang Ling was careless, but that there are devil soldiers everywhere now. They are small-scale remnants of only over 70 soldiers. Who will pay attention to them?They only need to keep running, pay attention to vigilance during the march, and avoid the devils, so dealing with the traces left by the march is simply superfluous.

But what Yang Ling didn't expect was that there was really a team targeting them, that is, the Devil Soldier army he met in Jiangqiao. The saber, therefore, has become a thorn in the side of the ghost soldiers, and they want to get rid of it quickly.

"Hey, company commander, can you lend me your devil knife for fun." The old Wangtou approached Yang Ling with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on the devil captain commanding knife on Yang Ling's waist.

Old Wangtou was born as a cook, he had been a cook all his life, and finally got a position as a cook squad leader. Although he was a soldier, he didn't have a gun most of the time. If he didn't have one, he didn't have one. Take your saber to defend yourself.

The saber jumped out of the gap during the battle, and then it fell when breaking through, and the sword was gone. Although the gun was on his body, the old Wangtou felt empty in his heart, so he stared at the devil's captain's saber in Yang Ling's hand. I prefer knives.

If he returns to the village with this seized devil saber, it will be enough to brag about for a lifetime, but this knife was seized by Yang Ling. Although he likes it, he has to discuss with Yang Ling whether to trade it or buy it. I hope to find out what Yang Ling has said. .

Text Chapter 131 Dangerous

The [-]-style Lieutenant's Knife has a slight curvature, and the sharp blade has a cold glow. However, compared with the saber equipped by the general, the manufacturing process is slightly rough, after all, it is a product of the assembly line. ??

There are many types of sabers used by devil soldiers. There are lieutenant swords, general sabers and non-commissioned officer swords. Generally, low-level officers use sabers from the assembly line, which are worthless. Middle and senior officers buy them with their own money or pass them down from their ancestors. Both the manufacturing process and the collection value are much higher than the sabers of low-level officers.

Seeing the burning eyes of Old Wangtou, Yang Ling knew without guessing that Old Wangtou liked this knife. It was not only a knife, but also a spoil of war. It represented a kind of honor.

But since the old Wangtou has taken a fancy to this lieutenant's knife, Yang Ling's holding it is not very useful, so he simply stuffed it into the old Wangtou's hand: "I will give you this knife if it is useless."

The old Wangtou didn't expect Yang Ling to give it to him so simply and decisively, holding a cold saber in his hand, which made him feel uneasy: "Company commander, no, no, you captured it. I can't take it, so I will take it." I just want to play with it..."

"I told you to take it, so why are you being so polite." Seeing the conflicted expression on the old man's head, Yang Ling said, "Anyway, you lost that saber, so let's use this for now."

The old Wang stroked the devil's saber with his head, and murmured: "The company commander is so embarrassing, otherwise, I will pay for it, and I will pay for it when I have money."

Seeing the shameful expression on Old Wang's head, Yang Ling felt that if he didn't agree, he might not be safe to hold it, so he nodded: "That's up to you."

Anyway, there is a lot of chaos now, and the military pay is a matter of the year of the monkey. Whether they can live to that time is still a matter of debate, and we will talk about the future.

The old Wangtou got the devil's saber, and when he pulled it out, it was very sharp, and he immediately burst into joy. It was much more exquisite and beautiful than his rough saber.

Damn, next time I will use you to chop devils. I don’t know how the devils know how to chop them with their knives. After the battle, when they return to the village, this knife is slung around their waists. This is even more prestigious than an official. Thinking of this, Pharaoh grinned.

Yang Ling didn't dare to stay in this strange place for too long, the main force of the devils was sweeping forward, even if they encountered a small group of devils, dozens of them would be wiped out.

So after resting for a while, and after the big guy came to his senses, Yang Ling patted the dirt on his buttocks and stood up again, beckoning everyone to move on.

Although the rest time is only a short ten minutes or so, the effect is very obvious. I stopped to take a breath, and the progress speeded up a lot before continuing.

A group of people walked towards the northwest at a swipe, and after a while, the soldiers in charge of the rear caught up with the group panting.

"Company commander...Company commander, the ghost soldiers are chasing us from behind!" The soldier Jiao Ming ran straight to Yang Ling out of breath.

Yang Ling stopped in his tracks, his expression tightened: "Have you seen clearly, how many people are there? How far are they from us?"

"It's only a few miles away from us, there are about 100 devils, we should have been exposed."

Hearing more than 100 devil soldiers, Lao Wangtou and the others next to him all gasped. They didn't expect so many, and their hearts suddenly sank.

The devil's soldiers were powerful in combat. Once they caught up with them, dozens of them would have no room to resist and would be wiped out. The surrounding area was unobstructed, and they couldn't even hide. Yang Ling immediately ordered to advance further.

When everyone heard that there were ghost soldiers chasing after them, the atmosphere became tense. Everyone was tense, and they couldn't care less about being tired at this moment. They followed Yang Ling and began to trot towards the northwest.

As soon as Yang Ling and the others ran, Lieutenant Yoshino, who was following them, also saw it through the binoculars, so he ordered to pursue and ran too.

On the barren and desolate wilderness, the two teams began to move quickly, one after the other, with heavy footsteps mixed with violent panting, and the two teams started a running competition.

However, as time went by, the distance between the two teams was gradually shortening. Yang Ling and the others couldn't see the devil soldiers at first, but now they could vaguely see the small black spots falling behind them, and they gradually became clearer.

The ghost soldiers had good food, plenty of physical strength, and were able to adapt to long-term combat and marching. On the other hand, on Yang Ling's side, the soldiers were all sallow, emaciated and malnourished, and the female health workers were even more unbearable. Their physical strength had already been exhausted. The speed was getting slower and slower, and Yang Ling was burning with anxiety. Sooner or later, the devils would overtake him, and no one would survive.

"Captain Zhang, don't stop running, let's stay and delay the devil." Yang Ling ran to Zhang Hongying, who was out of breath, and shouted.

Zhang Hongying also understood at this moment that they were a burden, and it was useless to stay, so all she could do was keep running.

"Commander Yang, then you should be more careful." It's dangerous to stay behind to stop the devil soldiers, and Zhang Hongying is powerless to help, so she can only kindly remind them to pay attention to safety.

"Hongying, stop talking, run, the devil is catching up!" Lu Zitao saw that Zhang Hongying and Yang Ling were tired and crooked together, and suddenly felt jealous. He ran over and grabbed Zhang Hongying's arm and ran forward. He didn't bother to care about whether Yang Ling and the others were dead or alive. It would be better if they were dead, so he wouldn't give the person he likes sex soup.

Seeing the stretcher team and the health team rushing to the northwest in a panic, Yang Ling suddenly felt a lot more relaxed on his shoulders, and immediately turned his head to give the battle order.