Most of the brothers in the guerrilla battalion were veterans of bloody battles, and naturally knew that the solidity of the trench was related to their own lives, so without the supervision of the squad and platoon leaders, they also picked up shovels and dug extra hard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If you don't want to die, it depends on what the veterans do, learn more."

Yang Ling became extremely stern, and when he saw the student soldiers digging shallow foxholes, he lay down in them to rest, and immediately kicked them up with a straight face, asking them to dig again, and asking them not to rest until he passed the examination.

After waiting for Yang Ling to go away, some student soldiers collapsed on the ground dissatisfied and complained: "I really don't have a backache when I speak, let him dig and dig, my waist is about to break." ”

The student soldiers went to the battlefield for the first time, where did they suffer this kind of hardship, and they were all miserable, but the student Wang Zikun understood that Yang Ling seemed to be perverted and harsh to them, but it was for their good.

"Don't talk nonsense, Chief Yang is also for our good, hurry up and dig, if you don't dig well, no one will want to sleep tonight." Wang Zikun said as he picked up the shovel and dug it up again.

The positions of the guerrilla battalions gradually took shape with the efforts of the brothers, and the new soil dug up by the positions of the various companies was again covered with weeds, and they went into the foxholes, but they could not be seen from a distance.

Yang Ling took advantage of the gap between digging the trenches to hold a wartime meeting of the company and platoon commanders, and verbally praised the brothers who performed well in the encounter, and summarized the experience of the problems that arose in the encounter, hoping that they would not be repeated in the future.

Yang Ling hopes that through such a post-war summary meeting, these company and platoon commanders can learn and make progress after each battle, so that they can win more battles.

"I admit that the brothers are very brave in fighting, but I emphasize the importance of discipline again, no organization and no discipline can not win the war, you go back and tell the brothers my words, the next time anyone does not have an order to charge without permission, I Yang Ling will not spare it! Do you hear me clearly?! ”

"Yes!" Even the platoon commanders answered in unison.

In the battle just now, the devils have not been defeated by them, and before Yang Ling has charged, they have already rushed out, causing many people to be shot and killed, causing unnecessary casualties, which makes Yang Ling very angry.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little solemn, Yang Ling's tone softened again: "Don't blame me for being harsh, the brothers pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers and fight with us, that is trusting us, and those of us who are officers also have to be responsible for the lives of the brothers, and we can't let them sacrifice in vain. ”

Yang Ling's words fell, and even the platoon commanders lowered their heads in shame, at that time, the fight was rising, where are these stocks, now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have rushed to charge like that, so that many brothers died in vain.

The sturdy blacksmith confessed his mistake to Yang Ling: "Battalion commander, this time I am not strict in control, but I promise that I will not do it again next time, if I do it again, I will screw off my head and give it to the battalion commander for you to use as a night pot." ”

Yang Ling scolded with a smile: "Go and go, who wants your head to be a night pot, I'm still panicking." ”

The surrounding platoon commanders all let out laughter, and the atmosphere eased.

"Okay, let's get down to business, we are responsible for guarding Wangjiazhuang and ensuring the safety of the flanks of Gaoqiaomen, since our guerrilla battalion has taken over this task, we have to cheer up, play the spirit of our guerrilla battalion, play the prestige of our guerrilla battalion, and not let the friendly brothers underestimate us!"

"Battalion commander, don't worry, the brothers of our company have long been screaming and wanting to slaughter the little devil, as long as the devil dares to come, ensure that he will not come back, and will definitely not fall into the prestige of our guerrilla battalion!" Wang Huzi was arrogant.

Liu Yidao was not to be outdone, and stood up: "Wang Huzi, is there a kind of devil who will kill more than one by one?" ”

"Compare it, am I still afraid of you?"

The blacksmith saw the two of them facing each other, and raised his head arrogantly: "I said you two stay where you two are cool, if you want to fight devils, we even have to say second, who the hell dares to say that they are first?" ”

"You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue......"

Seeing the high morale of the company platoon commanders, Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, let's all disperse, go back and have a good rest and sleep, recuperate your spirits, I'm afraid you will have to fight a tough battle tomorrow." Yang Ling waved his hand to adjourn the meeting.

Even the platoon commanders returned to their positions, but Yang Ling didn't have time to rest, so he personally inspected the positions again to make sure that there were no mistakes.

To the west of their guerrilla camp position, the devil's artillery was still bombarding the cold artillery at the Chinese defenders, and those snowy flashes made the dark night sky as bright as day, and the white flowers between the sky and the earth were connected, stabbing people from opening their eyes.

The veterans in the position didn't care about these cold guns and cold guns in the distance, they were sleeping in the bunkers and foxholes, Yang Ling could even hear the snoring sound inside when he was patrolling and passing by, Yang Ling sighed secretly, the calmness and calmness of the veterans is not comparable to those recruits.

The student soldier Prince Kun couldn't fall asleep in the foxhole, and the rumbling cannon sound in the distance was like a magic spell, which made him feel uneasy, so he simply got out of the foxhole and sat up.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Yang Ling walked through and saw Wang Zikun who was looking at the night sky in a daze.

Wang Zikun looked up and saw that the black shadow coming over was Yang Ling, and hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Sir, I can't sleep." ”

Yang Ling smiled in understanding, and waved his hand to let Wang Zikun sit down, and he also sat down next to him.

Yang Ling asked with concern: "Are you scared?" ”

Wang Zikun took the lead in acquiescing, he used to be full of enthusiasm and wanted to go to the battlefield to fight devils, but when he really went to the battlefield and saw those wounded and wailing soldiers, they understood the cruelty of war and began to be afraid and afraid.

Yang Ling patted Wang Zikun on the shoulder and said: "There is nothing to be afraid of, devils are also people, two shoulders against one head, if you shoot him, there will still be blood on his body, so don't be afraid, when you fight, look at what the veteran does, and learn to do it can save your life." ”

Yang Ling's words eased Wang Zikun's tense face a lot, and a voice came from the foxhole next to him: "Sir, I heard that you have killed hundreds of devils alone, is it true?" ”

"Of course it's true." Yang Ling did not deny it: "The little devil is also raised by his father and mother, there is nothing remarkable." ”

"Then can you teach us how to kill devils?"

Yang Ling smiled and said: "They look fierce, but in fact, they are also scared in their hearts, we want to defeat the devils, only if they are more fierce and ruthless than the little devils, and they are afraid, they will not dare to bully us." ”

After a pause, he added: "The more you are afraid of the cowardly on the battlefield, the faster you will die, so you go to the battlefield and muster courage, don't be afraid." ”