The brothers of the guerrillas were tormented by the devil's training, and every day they returned to their beds with backaches as if they were falling apart.

In this kind of training, the guerrillas, who were originally like a mass of scattered sand, have significantly improved their skills in terms of unity and cooperation, as well as in combat.

In the beginning, the 10-kilometre appetizer every morning made the brothers sweat profusely, and many of them could not run.

But now the brothers are not only able to run 10 kilometers in an hour, but they are also fully armed and running with weights.

At the beginning, the brothers fought in a complete mess, but now the various battle groups are in perfect harmony with each other, whether they are marching on all kinds of terrain or lurking.

Yang Ling also personally served as an instructor and trained the brothers in their knowledge of firearms, so that they could learn to disassemble the gun and learn to maintain it to ensure that the performance of the gun did not decline.

In the bomb throwing training, the brothers are now able to throw grenades at a distance of thirty or forty meters, and this is inseparable from their hard training.

Although the brothers were tormented badly, they themselves had undergone a qualitative change in the course of a few weeks of training.

With the increase of combat effectiveness, the brothers wanted to try their hands more and more with the little devils, and their enthusiasm for fighting was very high.

And Yang Ling saw that the brothers had almost finished training, so he announced that this stage of training had come to an end for the time being.

"The brothers have been working hard lately, and I will make the cooking class make a delicious meal for everyone in the evening!"

"Thank you, sir!" The brothers' answer was loud and neat.

Although Yang Ling did not take over the Third Guerrilla Detachment for a long time, he completely established his prestige in getting along with the brothers day and night.

Seeing the brothers whose spirit and spirit were completely different from those of Qian, Yang Ling was also very satisfied, as long as he was pulled out to fight a few actual battles, this was a mighty and majestic army.

And Yang Ling has been looking for candidates for the special combat team in the team since he was training, but he is still patiently observing and waiting.

After all, the special combat team is the sharp knife of a sharp knife that Yang Ling wants to form, and it needs the most elite brothers, and the brothers of these guerrillas have not yet gone through actual combat, and everything remains to be seen.

The torture training has finally come to an end, and the next thing is to walk out of the camp in Yangjiawan and go to the little devil to practice, and the brothers are looking forward to it in their hearts.

Although Yang Ling had led them to ambush the puppet army once, which could be regarded as a small victory, after all, Qinghe Town was occupied by devils, which made many brothers still angry.

Now that they have become stronger through hard training, they naturally want to go to the devil to find a place to get back, and Yang Ling also understands the feelings of the brothers.

The logistics platoon commander Sun Chong is also very competent, and these days he has not only opened up a large vegetable field near the Yangjiawan camp, but also dug up a small pond to raise fish.

The big fish they fished out of the river were used to feed the brothers, and the small fish were put into the pond to raise for a long-term plan.

In order to reward the brothers for their hard work during this period, the dinner became very rich, fragrant white rice, large steamed buns, stir-fried wild vegetables, and every brother could get a piece of braised fish, so that the brothers could eat round stomachs.

Yang Ling also opened his mouth from time to time to agitate, and mobilized the brothers before the war at the dinner table: "Brothers, eat and drink well, when we win the battle, how about I invite the brothers to eat meat every day?" ”

"Good!" The brothers were all full of oil, and they were both in awe and fond of a chief like Yang Ling.

Although Yang Ling is very strict with their training on weekdays, he does not treat them badly in terms of food, and when he is fine, he also talks to them to relieve the tension of training.

Yang Ling's actions won the love of all the brothers, for the brothers, their requirements are actually not high, they can eat and dress well, and then follow the trusted chief to fight devils.

The training made the brothers in a state of nervousness all the time, and now that Yang Ling had announced the end of the training, it naturally made all the brothers relax.

The brethren, who had eaten and had a full stomach, had a rare comfortable sleep, and the whole camp was snoring.

Although the brothers slept soundly, Yang Ling was not sleepy, and with the staff officer Lei Xiong, the guard platoon commander Wang Dongming and others did not sleep, preparing to inspect the sentry posts everywhere and let them learn a lesson.

After all, the camp in Yangjiawan is safe for the time being, but after all, it is still in the occupied area behind the enemy, and it may be discovered by the devils at some point.

Therefore, they must be vigilant at all times, because any carelessness could wipe them out.

"Tuanza, ready."

Wang Dongming, the commander of the guard platoon, is a veteran who follows Yang Ling, although Yang Ling is now the leader of the detachment, but he is still used to calling Yang Ling the regimental seat, and Yang Ling doesn't care.

In fact, Wang Dongming's heart was very worried, after all, this surprise attack was also Yang Ling's temporary idea, and he was just praying that the brothers in his guard platoon would not be too embarrassed.

"Then let's go."

Yang Ling said and inserted his shell gun into the holster on his waist, and went out quietly with several of their officers, heading straight for the sentry posts everywhere.

At present, the guard tasks of the Yangjiawan camp are all handed over to Wang Dongming's guard platoon, and there are not only open and dark sentinels on the periphery, but also mobile sentinels

Although it seems to be impregnable, it will be discovered if something happens, but what it is like has to be tested in practice.

Yang Ling had been busy with the training of the brothers and the selection of local brothers to sneak back to the villages to find out the news a few days ago, and he had not paid much attention to this aspect, so he was ready to carry out a surprise attack while the brothers were relaxing tonight.

"What people! Password! ”

Yang Ling and the others had just walked out of the detachment headquarters not far away, and a cold drink came from the darkness nearby.

"Yellow River, return order!"

"Huaihe!"

After confirming that it was his own person, a sentry flashed out from behind a locust tree, and when he got closer, he found that it was Yang Ling and them, and they were also stunned, and immediately stood up and saluted.

"Tuanza." This sentry didn't expect Yang Ling and them to come out in the middle of the night to check the sentry.

"Well, you're doing well, keep standing guard." Yang Ling was very satisfied with the performance of the sentinel.

"Yes!" The sentry saluted and hid behind the locust tree again.

Yang Ling and the others walked out of the camp in Yangjiawan, and then went straight to the various sentry posts outside the camp, most of the sentry posts were loyal to their duties, and they found Yang Ling and them from a distance.

And in a hidden foxhole, a secret sentry actually fell asleep in the foxhole, and even got into a good fight.

"Wake him up—"

Looking at the dark whistle that was sleeping soundly, Yang Ling's brows furrowed.

Wang Dongming, the commander of the guard platoon, was also full of embarrassment, and hurriedly stepped forward and kicked the brother in the dark post awake.

"Who, who the fuck kicked me!" The sentry slept soundly when he was kicked and immediately furious.

When he opened his eyes in a daze and saw several dark shadows standing in front of him, he was so frightened that he hurried to touch the gun.

"If we were enemies, you'd be dead by now." Looking at the panicked dark whistle, Yang Ling's tone was a little stern.

"Sir, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore......"

"Take it back and lock it up."

"Yes!"

Wang Dongming, the commander of the guard platoon, also glanced at the secret sentry with some hatred, waved his hand, and let the brother behind him take his place, and let him take him away.

"Our sentries are related to the life and death of our camp, you must pay attention to it, if there is a next time, you don't have to be the guard platoon leader." Yang Ling's tone sternly warned Wang Dongming.

"Don't worry, there will never be a next time." Wang Dongming had to pat his chest and reassure Yang Ling.

When Yang Ling and the others returned to the camp after checking the more than ten sentry posts on the periphery, the brothers were already snoring.

"Whistle, emergency assembly!"

The brothers had been training for so long, and they hadn't carried out a night raid yet, so Yang Ling also wanted to take the opportunity to test the brothers' reaction speed.

Soon, a hurried whistle sounded in the camp.

"Quick, get up, assemble!"

The brethren were sleeping soundly when they were woken up by the sound of a hurried whistle, and before they could react, the officers shouted anxiously.

Soon, the brothers rushed out of all the houses, those without pants, shoes, guns, and the whole mess was in a panic.

After more than ten minutes, the brothers gathered under the reprimand of the officers, and looked at Yang Ling, who was standing there with a calm face, and they all bowed their heads in shame.

"Ten minutes is enough time for a sneak attack to wipe you out!"

Yang Ling wanted to teach the brothers a profound lesson, so he deliberately showed great anger and reprimanded them harshly.

"The first time was just a verbal warning, if you are so slow next time, you don't need to sleep!"

As the saying goes, sweat more in peacetime, shed less blood in wartime, they are behind enemy lines, and everything has to be demanded strictly.