The Third Guerrilla Detachment's first anti-encirclement and suppression campaign achieved a complete victory, not only inflicting a large number of casualties on the invading Japanese puppet army, but also taking the opportunity to eradicate the anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade that had defected to the enemy.

Although it repelled the enemy and defended the small base area, the 3rd guerrilla detachment itself suffered heavy losses, suffering almost 300 casualties.

Now the Third Guerrilla Detachment has gathered more than 1,000 brothers, and it has lost a quarter of its losses in this battle, and although it will not break its muscles and bones, it will also suffer heavy casualties.

Yang Ling also attaches great importance to these casualties, and does his best to rescue those who can be rescued.

Now Yang Ling not only has their own separate medical team, but also sent people to the distant Lianyungang to buy a batch of Western medicine, and now it has become a life-saving medicine.

Although the injured brothers were wailing for days, Yang Ling had done his best to treat them and had the Women's Committee help to take care of them, and many of the injured brothers were saved.

Although most of the wounded survived, more than 170 bodies of brothers were brought back from the battlefield.

At one time, in the more than 10 villages in the area controlled by the Third Guerrilla Detachment, almost every village had people wearing linen and filial piety and hanging white sails, and the sound of crying was permeated with a sad and painful atmosphere.

"All brothers who died in battle will be given priority to bereavement, and their families will enjoy the treatment of military dependents......" Yang Ling also issued an order for the first time to stabilize people's hearts.

Now that there are so many brothers who have been killed or wounded, most of them are newly recruited recruits, and if one is not handled well, their guerrilla detachment will be hated by the local people and turn against them, so Yang Ling also attaches great importance to it.

At the same time as promulgating the order, Yang Ling personally led a group of staff officers from the guerrilla detachment headquarters to go door to door to mourn and distribute bereavement pensions to the brothers who had died.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, Yang Ling was not able to bring these young brothers back from the battlefield alive, he was ready to be scolded and beaten when he decided to come to the door to distribute the bereavement in person.

After all, these miserable villagers trusted him, so they handed over their children to him and followed him to fight, but the living people came back with bodies that could not speak.

Yang Ling was ready to bear the scolding, and the guard platoon commander Huzi also received Wang Huzi's secret orders that if the situation was wrong, he must protect Yang Ling's safety.

There was a gloomy and heavy atmosphere in the whole village, lifeless without the slightest vitality, and occasionally one or two cries faintly came, which added to the solemn atmosphere.

The people of a village looked down and did not look up to see them, and some of the sons of the family died on the battlefield and could not come back, and the surrounding neighbors went to help on their own and were relieved.

Yang Ling and his party stopped in front of a dilapidated gate, with a white sail hanging at the door symbolizing the death of someone in the family, and a low cry came from the inner room.

Seeing Yang Ling and them coming, the neighbors who came to help all turned sideways and stepped aside, their eyes looked at Yang Ling with complicated eyes, they were silent, and there was an indescribable emotion.

They support the guerrillas in fighting devils, but they don't want their children and husbands to go and never come back, they are very entangled and conflicted.

Yang Ling took the lead in entering the house, there were only a few simple farm tools in the courtyard surrounded by the four walls, and the bodies of the fallen brothers had been sent back in advance and were being placed in the hall.

Two crying villagers with red and swollen eyes were lying on the corpse, whimpering hoarsely, seeing this scene, Yang Ling's hearts were pinched, and they felt a faint pain.

They are all middle-class people, and they have experienced the battlefield of the corpse mountain and sea of blood, and they have become numb when they see the brothers next to them changing stubble.

For them, all the casualties have become groups of cold numbers, and the battle has been fought so much that it has become completely numb and empty.

And now I saw the two folks with white hair on their sideburns crying hoarsely lying on their stomachs and howling, and the white-haired people sent the black-haired people, and the kind of heart-wrenching grief made their hearts heavy and guilty.

Thousands of brothers fell on the battlefield, they were buried in a foreign land, and their families could no longer wait for them, like kites with broken strings, and could never return.

The hearts of each of the brethren were extremely heavy and cold, and perhaps they would fall in the same future on the land in which they had fought, but they would still fight.

"Chief Yang is here."

Some villagers whispered to remind the two owners of the house who had lost their sons, who were crying, and they raised their heads and saw Yang Ling and them standing in the yard.

There was anger in their eyes, resentment, and more of the pain of losing a loved one, and their lips squirmed, and finally they silently let go.

Yang Ling and his other officers stepped forward to bow in condolence, sending off the last ride for the sacrificed brothers, and everyone had a serious face.

"Please mourn and change ......"

Although Yang Ling knew that it was futile to say anything now, he couldn't find any other words to comfort the villagers who had lost their loved ones.

Seeing that the two villagers did not speak, Yang Ling took the money bag from the hands of the brothers behind him and handed it over.

"I didn't be able to bring your son back alive, it's my responsibility, I'm standing here today, I will never fight back if I want to beat or scold, I just hope you accept these pensions, this is what you deserve."

"No, Chief Yang, we don't blame you, everyone has his own life, and his life is here......"

Seeing Yang Ling's face full of self-blame, the middle-aged man who had left wrinkles on his rough face shook his head a little stiffly, but tears rolled out of his eyes uncontrollably.

The scrawny woman also sobbed quietly and wiped her tears, which made all the brothers feel very sad.

"Take these bereavements, he's our brother, that's the only thing we can do."

The middle-aged man with a choked voice wiped his tears and excused himself: "Sir Yang, it is his blessing that the child follows you to fight devils, he died on the battlefield of fighting devils, he did not embarrass our ancestors, he went voluntarily when he was a soldier, and now he is dead and he is considered to have sacrificed his life for the country, how can we ask for your money." ”

Yang Ling watched the family members of the sacrificed brothers insist on not bereavement, and he forced it into the other party's hands.

"Your son is gone, he sacrificed his life for the country, if the second elder does not dislike it, from now on, we will be your relatives."

"It's... This is impossible to ......"

Yang Ling said and raised his hand: "Salute!" ”

The staff officers all raised their hands in salute in unison.

The two bereaved villagers held the money bag in their hands and choked up.

"From now on, all the parents of our brothers who have sacrificed are our parents, and their sisters are our sisters, and I hope you will remember them!"

"Yes!" The brothers agreed in unison.