NOVEL FROG Page 96
The monkey was injured and crawled so far, and he was a little weak at the moment. Several brothers bandaged his wound to stop the bleeding while Jiao Ming poured several sips of water for him to recover.
"We met the devil's cavalry, we couldn't fight, we couldn't escape, the sanitation staff died, and the rest were captured by the devil's soldiers..." The monkey choked up and told the whole story, making Jiao Ming Hearing like falling into an ice cave, he knew that these female health workers fell into the hands of those devil soldiers who were not as good as beasts, so there was no need to think about what would happen.
Although Jiao Ming had guessed the result, he still had a glimmer of hope unwillingly in his heart: "Which direction did the devil cavalry go?"
"West Side"
Jiao Ming didn't care to ask any more questions at this moment, so he hurriedly found a broken plank, called a few brothers to put the seriously injured monkey on it, and then ran back to report to Yang Ling.
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Yangling and the others wiped out most of the Japanese soldiers' squadron in the First Battle of Xiaoshulin. A total of 130 Japanese soldiers were killed, and none of them survived.
Although more than 100 devil soldiers were slaughtered, their own casualties were not small, almost everyone was injured, more than 20 seriously injured died after a while, and more than 150 people died in total, more than devils.
Although more people died than Guizi Bing, the surviving brothers showed a rare smile. In their eyes, this was a great victory.
You must know that when they were on the front line in Songhu, they sometimes killed half a battalion, and they might not be able to kill so many devils. When the devils' small steel cannons were fired, the dead were in a company, and the dead were seen more. Now that the devil's chasing soldiers have been defeated in almost the same proportion, they are all relieved.
Especially at the last moment, Yang Ling and Liu Yidao singled out more than a dozen devil soldiers, and slaughtered them all, which became the talk of these brothers. They all gave Yang Ling and Liu Yidao a thumbs up.
"Why do you think platoon leader Liu is so powerful?" A newcomer brother asked curiously when he saw Liu Yidaowei for the first time.
"He is from the Northwest Army. He has fought many battles with devils in the north. It is not unusual for him to be good at chopping devils with a big knife."
"Isn't that amazing?"
"How powerful is this? You know our Boss Yang, when we were in Yunzaobang, he knocked off the heads of at least [-] devil soldiers by himself, and shot them headshot! Don't you think it's amazing?"
"Is it really that evil?" Some people didn't believe it.
"Did you see the scar on his face? It was left there at that time. The red-hot shrapnel flew on his face and he didn't make a sound. He rushed up and killed five devils, all of whose heads were chopped off. gone."
When the brothers around heard what the old soldier said, they thought of Yang Ling's ruthlessness in killing the devil soldiers, and immediately believed him a little. They looked at Yang Ling differently, full of admiration, this is the iron man. A solid man.
The remnant soldiers were cleaning the battlefield covered with blood and flesh, while chatting about some anecdotes about the officers. Their decadent and depressed expressions had been swept into the garbage dump by this victory, and their morale rose again.
Yang Ling found the platoon leader, Qin Shou, and discussed how to integrate these rout soldiers and report to the regiment for warmth, even if they encountered devils chasing soldiers.
The platoon leader, Qin Shou, was originally full of complaints and resentments because Yang Ling and the others led the devil soldiers to put them in danger, but now that Yang Ling led them to victory, his opinion of Yang Ling changed greatly, so after thinking about it for a while, he felt that Yang Ling was right , Now there is chaos everywhere, reporting to the group to keep warm is the best way, so I nodded and agreed.
With the nod of the platoon leader Qin Shou, everything is much easier. The rest are scattered and routs, eager to follow the team, so Yang Ling immediately decided to temporarily reorganize the 300 people gathered together into one Strengthen company.
The strengthened company is divided into four platoons, each with more than [-] people, with Liu Yidao, Yang Dashu, Qin Shou and Wu Jiang as the platoon leaders, and Yang Ling as the company commander, responsible for unified command operations.
Text Chapter 141 Nightmare
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In the years of war, life was gloomy, gunpowder smoke, death and blood woven into an impenetrable net, Yang Ling and the others were enveloped by the net, unable to break free or escape.
They fought in Shanghai for three months. As soldiers, they could only live numbly under the roar of artillery fire or be blown into pieces of muddy meat. They were finally buried in this cold, damp, and rotten Jiangnan.
But in the smoky Shanghai, in the flesh and blood battlefield where the gunfire roared, the young female students who volunteered to go to the front appeared wearing bright red red cross armbands.
Their youthful and throbbing figures and their amiable smiling faces are like rays of bright sunshine, appearing on the battlefield, helping the dying, comforting and encouraging the wounded.
Let them feel the warmth and hope, let them involuntarily puff up their chests and grit their teeth to fight again, repelling the attacks of the devils again and again, and can't bear to let those murderous bullets hurt these beautiful figures behind them.
In the end, Shanghai was still unable to hold on, with 30 casualties and was still defeated. After three months of fierce fighting, those young female health workers shuttled through the hail of bullets to rescue the wounded. They were already covered in blood and dirty, but in the hearts of the soldiers , they are still the most pleasing scenery on this battlefield, and they are a group of people worthy of their protection.
Although the army was defeated and the rout soldiers were running for their lives in embarrassment, when they heard that the female health workers who were active on the battlefield were in danger, the rout soldiers who had already lost their fighting spirit felt as if they were being pricked by needles. Heartbroken.
As a soldier, as a man, their numb and depressed hearts were stung. They felt that they should do something, and their strong sense of responsibility made them eager to rescue those female health workers who were taken away by the ghost cavalry.
The discomfited soldiers regained their fighting spirit, maybe it was the tragic victory of Xiaoshulin, or maybe it was the anger that the female health worker was kidnapped by the devil cavalry, they took action.
This time, they did not run for their lives in embarrassment like those bereaved dogs. Each of them puffed out their chests, gritted their teeth, and faced the direction where a large number of devil soldiers might appear, preparing to rescue those who gave them hope on the battlefield. and warm hygienists.
At this moment, they even feel that this is something they must do, even if there are mountains of swords and flames in front of them, they will not hesitate.
On the bleak field, a gray team was marching against the current against the direction of the rout soldiers. Everyone was rout, and they were marching toward the direction of the ghost soldiers, although they were only to save the health workers. They are so brave, so senseless, and appear so tragic.
Company commander Yang Ling, who was walking in the front of the team, under the gray brim of his hat, his dark and deep eyes became firm again. Looking at the team going against the current, he suddenly thought of this war-torn country, thought of In this land where mountains and rivers have been lost, when everyone is hesitating and retreating helplessly, someone must stand up, someone must go upstream to prop up the sky and the backbone of this nation.
"What are they going to do, are they going to die?" The broken soldiers stopped in twos and threes, looking at the team going against the current, whispering earnestly.
They couldn't figure it out, and they couldn't figure out why they didn't run for their lives, but came back.
"You belong to that unit, don't go any further, the devil is ahead." There were also well-meaning broken soldiers shouting to remind them, but the retrograde team did not stop, and moved forward without hesitation——
Jiao Ming held his gun and ran towards the rout soldiers who had stopped in the distance. The muddy field ridge was slippery. He didn't care about the mud all over his body or his wet clothes, and quickly returned in a hurry.
"Company Commander, I've inquired. Not long ago, a group of devil cavalry headed forward. Their horses were tied up, and they should belong to the health team."
There was no expression on Yang Ling's haggard face. He raised his hand and waved forward lightly. The silent team moved again, like a rocky river disappearing against the gray background.
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Tall horses are galloping in the barren fields, and iron hooves raise large swathes of mud and dust. This is a squad of devil cavalry armed to the teeth. They gallop across the fields arrogantly, with the arrogance of the victors.
Zhang Hongying's hands and feet were tied tightly, and a blood-stained rag was stuffed in her mouth. She was bumped on the horse's back, and she became a prisoner of a devil cavalry.
The ghost cavalry were the vanguards chasing down the Chinese soldiers, and each of them had bloody badges in their pockets. Every time they killed a Chinese soldier, they would tear off their badges as a souvenir.
The devil cavalry is merciless to the Chinese soldiers. Most of the time, as long as they are targeted by them, no one can escape death.
Most of the time, they like to ride on their horses and chase those fleeing Chinese soldiers, and they like to watch them fleeing with fear and screaming. Sometimes they will deliberately slow down their horses and chase after them slowly, waiting until the opponent is exhausted. After exhaustion, rush up and chop off their heads.
The devil cavalry like the feeling of playing with the Chinese rout between applause, just like a cat catching a mouse and not eating it immediately, they are enjoying the thrill of this kind of war.
Instead of cutting off the heads of those Chinese soldiers who fled in embarrassment and tearing off their badges to show their bravery, they also have the pleasure of going to those villages that have no time to escape to catch women to vent their exuberant energy.
For the devil cavalry, they defeated the squadron and gained control of this land, so everything on this land, whether it is property or women, is their spoils of war, and they can take it at will.
The squadron leader of the Devil Cavalry was very happy, his blood-stained face was full of excitement, and he couldn't wait to vent his vigorous energy on the young Chinese woman he had captured.
The other devil cavalry were also very excited, shouting and arrogant along the way, each of them had a young woman tied to their horse, which was their spoil of war today.
The squadron leader of the Devil Cavalry reined in his horse outside a dilapidated village. The people in the village had been slaughtered by them. He felt that this was a safe place, so he decided to rest here temporarily and enjoy their spoils by the way.
The Devil Cavalry Squadron entered the village, threw the terrified and screaming female health workers under their horses, tied up the horses, set up guards, and rushed towards the terrified female health workers.
The ghost soldiers rubbed their hands, their shining eyes were constantly patrolling the female health workers, their greedy faces flushed with excitement, they looked much better than those women caught in the village a few days ago.
The squadron leader of the Devil Cavalry stood still, his eyes swept over the terrified faces of the female health worker, and finally fell on Zhang Hongying and stopped.
Although Zhang Hongying's body was covered with blood stains and her tied hair fell apart due to struggle, it was still difficult to conceal her proud temperament. She was as bright and moving as a blooming flower.