The brothers slept together in Chenjiawan for the night, and at dawn the next day, officers of all ranks called them all up from room to room and lined up to assemble.

Yang Ling and the others set off from Hunan to Jiangsu, and they finally got a good night's sleep after eating and sleeping all the way here.

Chenjiawan is surrounded by rolling hills, covered with large forests, and a few miles to the west is a large reed water network area, which can be described as a treasure land of feng shui.

There are mountains and water, lush vegetation, and good air, after washing his face with cool water, Yang Ling took a deep breath of fresh air, and his spirit became extraordinarily refreshing.

"Report to the regimental seat, all the officers and men of the third guerrilla detachment have been assembled, please give instructions to the regimental seat!"

The brothers all stood upright, and although they wore mottled uniforms, their resolute eyes and the murderous aura that faintly emanated were not comparable to those of the rabble.

The more than 200 brothers brought by Yang Ling were all from the regular army, all of them rolled over from the battlefield of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and they were all elites.

And Zhang Lieguo's original guerrillas included stragglers who retreated after the Battle of Xuzhou, officers and soldiers of the local security regiment who were unwilling to be puppet soldiers, and some local young people.

Although their composition is more complicated, they all have a burning patriotic heart gathered under the banner of anti-Japanese resistance.

The officers and soldiers of the puppet army who were willing to stay after the previous prisoners of war also stood in the corner of the team, although they were incompatible with the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas, but they were also part of the guerrillas.

Looking at the more than 400 officers and soldiers standing on the barren grassland looking at him, Yang Ling's heart was still quite satisfied, this was the team that would grow and develop in the future.

Most of the officers and men of the third guerrilla detachment had fought against devils, and with a little training, they would surely become a brave and courageous division that would shock the enemy's rear.

"Brothers, the devils have captured our station in Qinghe Town, we have sacrificed hundreds of brothers, and some people say that our third guerrilla detachment is no longer good, it is going to be disbanded, and it can't fight guerrillas, and now we can only hide in this wilderness and wilderness to survive, do you say so?"

As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, there was a buzzing sound from the team.

After all, having lost the populous and prosperous Qinghe Town, and now hiding in Chenjiawan, where birds don't, there are indeed people who are pessimistic and disappointed about the future.

"I think that's all, we've been fighting with the little devils for so long, and most of China is gone, but are we dead? No! We still have countless troops fighting bloody battles with little devils, and countless people are supporting the front line, as long as there is still one person in China who is resisting, it will not be considered a dead country! ”

"In the same way, it's not a big deal if Qinghe Town is lost, let's just go back and take it back, there are still so many brothers in our third guerrilla detachment, Qinghe Town is lost, and Chenjiawan, as well as Xiaowangzhuang These villages, even if all the villages are lost, we still have the land of the motherland under our feet, as long as we still have one person, then our third detachment will not be finished! We can't let the little devil's plot succeed! ”

"Are you willing to work with me to recapture Qinghe Town in the future, drive the little devils out of our Jiangsu, and drive them out of China?"

"Yes......" the brothers replied sparsely.

"Answer me out loud! Would you like to?! Yang Ling suddenly raised his voice.

"Yes!" This time, the brothers replied in loud and neat voices.

"Good! It doesn't seem to be a bad breed! Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction.

"Now the little devil is hunting us down outside, trying to kill us all, can we let the little devil get his wish?"

"Can't!" The brethren roared in unison.

"Yes, we can't let the little devil get his wish, let's hide first, so that the little devil can't find us, and when the devil relaxes, let's go out and stab him again, and bleed the little devil, you say, okay?"

"Good!" The morale of the brothers was high.

Seeing the morale of the brothers, Yang Ling's serious face relaxed a little, and he smiled: "Bleeding the devil is not an easy job, the devil is a mad dog, maybe he will bite us back." ”

"So, during the period of time we are hiding in Chenjiawan, we must strengthen our training, improve our combat effectiveness, and when the time comes, we can bleed as much as we want to the devils, avenge our sacrificed brothers, and avenge the bullied fathers and villagers!"

Yang Ling's voice was sonorous and powerful, making every brother enthusiastic in their hearts, looking forward to the day when they went out to bleed the little devil.

Zhang Lieguo, the deputy detachment commander, was injured and lay in the house and did not come to gather, he was actually unwilling to come to Chenjiawan, he was a dignified lieutenant colonel of the revolutionary army, and now he was hiding in this wilderness.

In his opinion, Yang Ling is now pulling them to Chenjiawan to hide, which is a fear of war, and that is a manifestation of greed for life and fear of death.

As a revolutionary soldier, can you be afraid of war? Definitely not, although the devil's strength is strong, but they also have to fight with the little devil, they are heroes when they are alive, and martyrs when they die.

Originally, he wanted to find an opportunity to contact the commander of the guerrilla column and report Yang Ling's war-fearing behavior, so as not to harm the third guerrilla detachment.

But hearing Yang Ling's lecture to the brothers from afar, Zhang Lieguo also changed his mind, it seems that what Yang Ling said also has some truth, and it is not wise to go out and fight the devil now.

In this case, his injuries are not healed anyway, so let this newly appointed commander toss and see what he can toss.

After Yang Ling finished his speech and unified the thoughts of the brothers, he immediately reorganized the brothers.

"In view of the heavy losses suffered by our third guerrilla detachment in Qinghe Town, I now announce that our third guerrilla detachment will be reorganized to facilitate future combat and training."

Zhang Lieguo, the deputy detachment leader, was lying in the room recuperating from his injuries, when he suddenly heard this, his eyelids jumped violently, and he struggled to get up and go out, he felt that Yang Ling was probably trying to empty him.

"Ouch......" Zhang Lieguo struggled, and accidentally fell out of bed, grinning in pain and fluttering on the ground.

"In view of the shortage of soldiers, the two battalion-level headquarters under the third detachment were abolished, and everyone was reorganized and reorganized into two combat companies, one directly under the guard platoon, one directly under the logistics platoon, and one directly under the medical squad.

After hearing Yang Ling's words, Wang Huzi and the others had no opinions, while the officers and soldiers of the original guerrillas were talking about it.

Yang Ling's re-disrupted reorganization made many of their original officers in important positions feel worried, especially the battalion commander and two deputy battalion commanders who broke out from Qinghe Town under the original detachment, and now that the battalion has been abolished, what are they doing?

"Chief Yang, the battalion has been revoked, why am I, the battalion commander, going?"

Lei Xiong, the commander of the third guerrilla detachment, shouted in a strange manner.

"yes, so what do we do?" The other two deputy battalion commanders also chimed in.

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