The smoke of gunpowder cleared, and the dead bodies lay in a mess in the withered yellow woods, and although the brothers were scarred, there was still a joy that could not be concealed between their eyebrows and eyes, and they fought a great victory, and everyone's hearts were very happy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The brothers in the guerrilla battalion all crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood, and from Shanghai to Jiangyin and then here, they have lost count of how many times they have fought hard with devils, and countless vicious battles have been fought, but they seem much more indifferent.

Even if they had sorrow and sadness, they hid it in their hearts, and they didn't need the orders of the squad and platoon leaders, they cleaned up the battlefield, began to collect the bodies of the sacrificed brothers, and got busy in an orderly manner.

Although the members of the guerrillas led by Zhang Tie were active in the Jiangbei area all the year round, the main targets of the battle were the militia forces of the landlords and the old wealth, the bandits and the government troops.

"Big brother, why did you leave?" There were partisans who cried and cried over their stiff comrades, and there were also partisans who sobbed in a low voice, and the atmosphere was sad and dreary, and there was no joy at all about victory.

The guerrilla leader Zhang Tie also regretted it, he heard that it was just a small group of devils, and with their strength plus Yang Ling, their people could be completely eaten.

But I didn't expect the little devil to be so fierce and strong, and his combat effectiveness was so strong that they were shocked, and he lost such a person at once, and now he is also full of sadness, pulling out and losing so many comrades, how can he explain to the organization this time.

The old cigarette gun leaned against the trunk of the tree to wipe the match and lit the dry smoke gun, and took a comfortable breath, and suddenly felt that the pores of his body were much more comfortable, but the cries of the guerrillas annoyed him, and looking at them made him think of those dead brothers, and think of those years of gunpowder, which made his heart like a knife.

The old smoker frowned and scolded: "I said you guys can't keep your mouth shut, aren't you just a few people dead, like a girl crying and crying, it's really fucking annoying-"

The guerrillas, who were already in a bad mood because of the sacrifice of their comrades, heard the old smoking gun talking cool words beside them, and the anger that was suppressed in their hearts was worried that they had not set off, and their eyes were red, and they stood up on the ground.

"We have sacrificed so many comrades to fight devils, they died a glorious and great death, and you are still talking here about cool words, what are your intentions?" The flaming guerrillas glared at the old smoking guns.

The old smoking gun smashed a puff of cigarette, his eyes skimmed at the angry guerrillas, and he sneered at each other: "Isn't it glorious for your people to sacrifice our dead people?" We've more dead than you, and it's useless to cry and cry, so we'll go to the devil for revenge. ”

Qin Shou echoed on the side and said: "That's it, I think when we were in Shanghai, a division was wiped out in half a day, and thousands of brothers were blown to ashes by the devil's cannon, and they didn't even find a whole corpse. ”

Hearing Qin Shou's words, the brothers in the surrounding guerrilla battalion let out a burst of laughter.

"You are lying, if so many people die, how are you okay?" Someone in the guerrillas spoke coldly.

"Damn, who said Lao Tzu is fine, Lao Tzu crawled out of the pile of dead people!" The old smoking gun put down the dry smoking gun, stood up with a curse, and ripped off the tattered military uniform on his body with one hand, revealing his shriveled and thin body.

There was hardly a piece of good flesh on the shriveled and emaciated body of the old smoking gun, densely covered with bullet holes and knife wounds, some of which were already scarred, some of which were still wrapped in bandages and oozing blood, and the shocking body silenced the guerrillas.

"Don't believe it, brothers, don't hide it, let the guerrillas see it." The old smoker beckoned to the brothers, who laughed and ripped off their tattered uniforms, revealing their scarred bodies.

"Let me tell you, more than 2,000 people died in the first battle between our division and the devils, and my commander died! My comrades are dead, too! At that time, I was also sad and wanted to cry! But does crying work? ”

"It's useless!" The old cigarette gun waved his arm and shouted loudly: "The more you cry, the more the little devil thinks you are a bully, and you will come to kill our brothers, kill our people, come to rob our houses, rob our fields, so we can't cry!" No matter how much you sacrifice, you can't cry! We're going to fight the little devils hard! ”

"Only by being more ferocious than them, and less afraid of death, can we drive them out of China! Only then can we calm down and live a good life! In order to be immortal in the future! The old smoking gun's words were so passionate that the brothers of the National Revolutionary Army applauded.

The guerrillas who wept because they had sacrificed their comrades-in-arms also stretched out their sleeves to wipe their tears, they felt that the old smoking gun was right, it was useless to cry, and only by fighting bravely and driving the little devils out of China could they usher in a good life.

"Comrades, this brother of the National Revolutionary Army is right! Our comrades sacrificed their blood will not be shed in vain, we must fight better, we must cheer up, and fight the little devils to the end! Xiao Tianliang of the hoe rape team was also chanting with real arms at this moment.

"Fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

The guerrillas stopped crying and rolled up their sleeves and shouted, and the old smokers had a smile on their faces.

The guerrilla battalion led by Yang Ling and the guerrillas led by Zhang Tie cooperated to kill the devil task force commanded by Ying Xiao Shaozuo.

As for the devil Shaozuo Yingxiao Yang Ling who ran away, he didn't care much, even if he ran away, he couldn't make any big waves.

The guerrillas and the guerrilla battalions of the National Revolutionary Army cooperated to kill the enemy, and the two sides fought side by side to deepen their feelings for each other, which can be regarded as a model of cooperation in the anti-Japanese national united front.

"All the weapons and ammunition were left to the guerrillas." According to the agreement, Yang Ling left the captured weapons and ammunition to the guerrillas, who were completely self-sufficient and had even more difficult conditions than Yang Ling, who had logistical support.

The guerrilla leader Zhang Tie and the hoe leader Xiao Tianliang expressed their heartfelt thanks to Yang Ling for his generosity, they really needed this batch of ammunition so much, and said that if there was anything they needed help, they would not give up even if they went to the soup and fire.