The fighting on the front line became more and more intense, and the bombardment clusters of devils crossed the mountains and mountains heavily, bombing every Chinese defender's position and villages in the depths with impunity.

The forward position of Mahuiling was turned into scorched earth under the wanton and indiscriminate bombardment of devils, and the villages and towns in the deep rear areas were also flattened under the bombardment of heavy bombs.

The raging fire burned, and the billowing black smoke rose into the sky, and even the village where Yang Ling and the others were temporarily resting was not spared.

As soon as the air defense post sounded the alarm, several devil planes suddenly appeared in their field of vision over the mountain peak, and after a burst of strafing and bombing, the quiet and peaceful village was blown into ruins and ignited a fire.

When the air raid post sounded the alarm, the villagers hurried to the nearby bomb shelter to take refuge, but there were no casualties.

However, when they saw their homes in ruins and their homes destroyed for many years, many women could not bear the blow and began to cry.

Looking at the villagers who were crying heartbreakingly and the villages that had been bombed to ruins, the officers and soldiers who had been disgraced by the bombing were full of grief and indignation, and scolded the little devils.

After the suffering people wept and cried, in order to survive, they had to put away their grief and rummage through the charred ruins for their belongings that had not been blown up.

The officers and soldiers also took the initiative to join the ranks of helping the search, and when they saw the villagers with tears in their eyes, the officers and soldiers all had sour noses, and they couldn't wait to go to the battlefield now and fight the devils.

The villagers whose homes had been destroyed by the bombing were resettled with the help of the troops, but the planes of the devils bombed more and more frequently, and they always chose to come at dawn or at night when they had dinner, which always made the brothers very embarrassed.

In the repeated bombing and strafing raids, some brothers who were slow to evade were injured and sent to field hospitals, and some villagers were killed.

They trained silently as always, but they trained harder, and they still dodged mechanically in the face of the devil's plane's attack again, but their eyes were already full of murder.

Although they have not yet fought with the devils, the recruits and brothers are already full of raging anger against the devils, and the shouts on the training ground are shocking and murderous.

After a week of intensive training, the brothers are still far from the veterans, but their eyes full of grief and indignation have become firm, every action is murderous, rolling and beating in the muddy water every day, and they are rapidly transforming into a real soldier.

The training time is short, the front line is in full swing, and it is already a great luck for these recruits to have a week of training.

More recruits like them are sent directly to the battlefield to replenish the troops, and before they learn to shoot and fight, they are already corpses under the guns of devils.

However, their good fortune has also come to an end, and the brigade headquarters has given the order that they will also end their rest and go to the battlefield to replace the friendly troops who have been fighting on the front line for a week.

The recruits were excited and excited to get the news that they were about to leave for the front, which meant that they could kill the devils, and these days they saw the wanton bombing of the devil's planes, their hearts were already full of anger.

As soon as it was dawn, the brothers woke up to the loud wake-up call, but this time they did not rush to embark on the daily routine of five kilometers of armed cross-country.

Instead, they put on their clean uniforms and began to pack their luggage, because they had received orders to go directly to the front line after being inspected today.

"All the irrelevant things are thrown away or the names are written and handed over for safekeeping, and they will be returned to you after the war."

The junior officers were already dressed and watched the recruits and brothers in their company pack their luggage.

"What the hell are you?" The veteran company commander Maniac was also patrolling his company, watching a recruit stuff a long tube-shaped thing into his backpack, and asked curiously.

The recruit hurriedly stood up and said, "Report to the company commander, this is a flute, a musical instrument." ”

The veteran company commander smiled madly: "I didn't expect you kid to be a talent, but this thing can't kill devils, it's a burden on the battlefield, throw it away." ”

"Yes!" The recruit, seeing the company commander speaking from the madman, had to take the flute out of his backpack.

"Everyone listen to me, let's go to the battlefield to kill devils, not relatives, devils are not rare to your things, devils like bullets and grenades, bring as much as you want, and greet me vigorously when the time comes."

"Yes!" Hearing the words of the company commander madman, the recruits and brothers all agreed with a bang.

After the recruits packed up, under the leadership of their respective company platoon commanders, each of them received 50 rounds of ammunition and three grenades, which hung heavily on their bodies, which made the recruits suddenly full of confidence.

Yang Ling and they defeated the devil's Maruyama brigade in the battle of Minshan, and this time both the soldiers and weapons and ammunition were prioritized, so this ammunition was also unprecedentedly abundant.

After the brothers packed up, they went to the open space outside the village in full gear to assemble, and after a week of intensive training, the brothers of each company and platoon had undergone earth-shaking changes in their spirits.

At this moment, more than 2,000 brothers stood solemnly in the open space outside the village, their bullets loaded, their bayonets unsheathed, all of them with tense faces, resolute eyes, and an invisible murderous aura permeating.

When the people of the surrounding villages heard that the troops were going to march to the front line here, they all rushed over early to stand on the ridges of the fields and under the big trees, watching this mighty and majestic team and seeing them off.

Yang Ling also changed into a brand-new military uniform, buttoned the wind and discipline buckle under his neck, and the armed belt diagonally across his chest made his face look heroic and extraordinary, full of the masculine atmosphere of a soldier.

"Report, regimental deputy, brigade seat they are here." Huzi collapsed two shell guns on his waist and reported to Yang Ling outside the door.

"Got it." Yang Ling tidied up the hem of his clothes, buckled the steel helmet on his head, turned around and walked out of the tent, and the staff officers and regimental attachments of the regiment headquarters were already waiting outside.

More than a dozen heavily armed soldiers rode horses along the road and galloped from a distance, their hooves rumbling and mud splashing, and soon stopped in front of Yang Ling and them, and at the head was Zhou Zhidao, the brigade commander wearing summer clothes and carrying Browning on his waist.

Yang Ling led a group of officers from the regiment headquarters to step forward to greet him, and stood up in front of Zhou Zhidao and saluted.

"All the officers and soldiers of the 301st Regiment led by Yang Ling welcome the arrival of the brigade!"

Zhou Zhidao turned over and dismounted, returned a military salute, and asked, "Are you all ready?" ”

Yang Ling replied, "The brothers have all gathered and are waiting for the instructions of the brigade. ”

Zhou Zhidao also saw the more than 2,000 officers and soldiers gathered together in the distance, and he did not delay the time, and walked towards the team.