Yang Ling's grim gaze passed over the resolute or swarthy faces of the brothers, and nodded with satisfaction.

The brothers sat upright in front of Yang Ling's gaze, their straight bodies like sharp swords, hard enough to open mountains and crack stones.

"Headquarters order-" Yang Ling stood upright, his words sonorous and ready to announce the order.

The officers who were sitting in the precarious position all looked awe-inspired, and their eyes were focused on Yang Ling's body, waiting for the following.

"The 3rd Guerrilla Detachment cleared the pseudo-enemy of Qinghe Town within a limited time, and cooperated with friendly troops to seize Huaiyin County...... blockade of passing ships along the canal and cooperate with the main forces along the river......."

Yang Ling read out the order in one breath, and although the brothers had some guesses about the general scope of the battle, they also gasped.

If this order is followed, then this game of chess will be too big, at least the entire Sulu theater will move, and they will be shocked and excited at the same time.

Since the Battle of Shanghai in 37 years, although the troops have fought bloody battles with little devils in Nanjing, Xuzhou, Wuhan, Changsha and other places, each time they have invested hundreds of thousands to millions of troops.

But at that time, it was the little devils who were attacking, and although they invested a lot of troops, in the final analysis, they were just passive defenses, and they all ended in defeat and retreat.

In a short period of time, countless brothers were stained with blood, and most of China fell into the hands of the enemy, and for a time the dark cloud of the theory of the destruction of the country hung over the hearts of all the people.

Although the brothers are fighting a fierce battle with the imps, in the final analysis, it is still a small fight, and it will have little impact on the overall situation of the whole country.

But now the situation is different, they are taking the initiative to attack, and the entire theater has launched a counteroffensive against the devils, which is the first time since entering the stage of stalemate.

"Brothers, as far as I know, this time it's not just our Sulu theater that will participate in the war and counterattack, but also the ten theaters across the country, and millions of brothers will counterattack against the devil! We're going to get rid of the little devils once and for all! Drive them out to sea! “

Yang Ling's fist smashed on the wooden table calmly and powerfully, and the sonorous voice made the brothers become short of breath one by one.

A national counteroffensive?!

The brothers are now running out of heads, and they never thought that it would be a nationwide counteroffensive, does it mean that they can completely defeat the little devils who are inferior to beasts?

There was a smile between their eyebrows, if this was the case, those brothers under the Nine Springs could finally look at each other.

In fact, the Chongqing Command's goal this time was indeed to defeat the little devils on a nationwide scale and win the war once and for all.

The victory in the First Battle of Changsha, international solidarity, and the completion of the first and second phases of the field main force gave Chongqing a blind optimism.

Yang Ling knew that although the winter offensive had fought more than a thousand times this time, he had recovered Nanchang, Hangzhou and other cities in a short period of time, and killed several lieutenant generals and major generals.

But on the whole, the mighty winter offensive did not achieve the expected results, first, an overestimation of its own strength.

On the other hand, there was a problem in the coordination of the various theaters, and the coordination in the course of the offensive was improper, so that the attack was frustrated; on the Yangtze River, the nine main divisions actually attacked the devil and one division could not gnaw it for more than ten days.

Although Yang Ling knew that this winter offensive was thunderous and rainy, he also knew that it was an excellent opportunity for their third guerrilla detachment.

With the containment and consumption of devils by combat units in all aspects, they can fish in troubled waters to eliminate as many devils as possible, seize weapons and ammunition, and develop and strengthen themselves.

As long as their strength is strengthened, then he is confident that he can train this army he has built himself into an iron-blooded force and become a nightmare for devils.

And now their strength is too small, only more than a thousand people, and the area they control is only more than a dozen villages.

With such a small number of troops, let alone being able to fight with the main force on the frontal battlefield, I am afraid that even a brigade of puppet troops can clean them up.

If you want to fight devils better, strength is crucial, and Yang Ling can't wait to develop and expand the strength of the Third Guerrilla Detachment now.

But now in the war zone behind enemy lines, development and growth are not just as simple as recruiting soldiers, but also need food, oceans, weapons, and clothing......

And now the only way to solve these things most quickly is to fight a war, eliminate a puppet army company, they can have one more company of weapons and ammunition, and eliminate a squad of devils, they can have three more light machine guns and three grenadiers.

As long as they control one more village, they can recruit dozens of more soldiers, and fighting a war can not only temper the combat effectiveness of the troops, but also allow them to grow as quickly as a snowball.

They will have 2,000 officers and soldiers, 20,000 officers and soldiers...... As long as the strength grows, let alone contain the devils behind enemy lines, even if the devils are destroyed, what is the difficulty?

Although this time the column gave their third detachment an order to eliminate the Japanese puppet army in Qinghe Town and cooperate with friendly troops to capture Huaiyin.

After all, the guerrilla units behind enemy lines have a very serious concept of defending areas, and most of them are operating in their own territory, and they will not cross the line unless the devils are in a hurry.

This is also the reason why the guerrilla troops behind the enemy line are fighting fewer and fewer, because they are stuck in the guerrilla zone here, standing there and letting the devils fight, and there is no one to help, so it is no wonder that they are not defeated.

But his goal was not limited to these, his goal was the entire northern Jiangsu and southern Lunan, which would become the battlefield of their third guerrilla detachment.

He wants to open up the connection between the various guerrilla units, and if they all stick to their own territory and fight passively like in the past, then they will be a fart devil.

Of course, this is Yang Ling's ambition, and he will not be ambitious, the first thing he needs to clean up is the Japanese puppet army in Qinghe Town, and avenge the sacrificed brothers first.

"My early target is Qinghe Town, completely sweep away the Japanese puppet army in Qinghe Town, and recover Qinghe Town, do you have confidence?"

Yang Ling's fingers knocked on the table with a shocking sound, and his face showed sharp confidence, as if Qinghe Town was within reach.

Yang Ling's self-confidence also affected the officers of these battalions and companies here, they were all masters who were not afraid of death, and Yang Ling completely made the blood in their bones boil.

"Have faith!" The brothers' voices were loud and high-pitched, shaking the dust from the beams.

"Tuanza, I'm willing to take the lead!"

The tower-like body of the deputy battalion commander blacksmith stood up, his dark face was full of hideous murderous aura, and he hated the little devil to the core.

"Sir, I'm willing to take the lead!" Not to be outdone, Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, stood up awe-inspiring and asked Yang Ling for battle.

When the blacksmith saw that Wu Changqing also got up to grab the place in the lead, he immediately glared at him with a pair of big eyes like cowbells, but Wu Changqing had no intention of sitting down.

Wu Changqing was born as a local guerrilla, while the blacksmith was a veteran who had fought with Yang Ling for more than a year, and neither side wanted to let him at the moment.

"Oh, I said you two are fighting here." Wang Huzi stood up with a big grin and played a round game, and pulled the two of them to sit down.

Wang Huzi said to Yang Ling; "Tuanzuo, you just give the order, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you, the brothers will not frown!"