As soon as the day dawned, the silent wilderness became noisy, Yang Ling opened his sleepy eyes, and saw that the reconnaissance companies of various units were pulling all the way and running in the direction of Renji. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Most of the brothers were still asleep, and the whole field was densely packed with people, and the cooks who had risen earlier had already begun to set up pots and cook, and the smoke was rising.

Although it was already summer, but this morning still exuded a slight chill, Yang Ling wrapped in a military blanket and came to the cooking fire, the deputy battalion commander of the third battalion was sitting there with his back bent and smashing and smashing dry cigarettes, seeing Yang Ling coming over, he hurriedly moved his position.

"Has our reconnaissance platoon been set off?" Yang Ling felt the temperature from the bonfire, and while re-playing the leggings, he asked about the situation of the old smoking gun reconnaissance unit.

The old smoking gun smashed a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "Deputy Yang Tuan, don't worry, they have already set off an hour ago." ”

"So early?" Yang Ling was also stunned, the reconnaissance units of the rest of the brigades and regiments had just set off, and their reconnaissance platoon had already set off, which was too enthusiastic.

The old smoker smiled and said: "The leader of the team is Wang Zikun, this kid, he can't wait to stab the little devil's nest." ”

Hearing that it was Wang Zikun, the student platoon commander, Yang Ling was also full of emotion, this student who had only hurriedly enlisted in the army during the Nanjing Campaign had only been half a year, and had grown into a qualified soldier and was able to perform tasks independently.

Thinking that their hands were trembling when they first picked up the gun, this cruel war really makes people grow up fast, Yang Ling doesn't know whether to be sad or happy, countless people have sacrificed, countless people have grown, they are all white bones.

"Alas, time flies so fast, and I don't know how many more brothers will be sacrificed to drive this little devil out of China." The face of the old cigarette gun was full of sadness.

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "Soon, we were chased and beaten by devils before, and now we are chasing devils and beating, isn't this all getting better and better?" We're going to get the devils out of China. ”

The old cigarette gun smiled self-deprecatingly, waved his hand and said, "I don't know if I can see that day with this old bone." ”

Seeing the rickety back of the old smoking gun, Yang Ling's nose was a little sour, and he felt his faint sadness, and he encouraged: "Old company commander, you can't pick on your son, the brothers still need you to win the battle." ”

"That's nature, if I don't watch the little devil being defeated by us, I won't be blind even if I die."

Both of them are people who have survived from the bloody battlefield of the Battle of Songhu to the present, thinking of the many brothers who died along the way, they were relatively speechless and depressed when chatting.

The brethren also woke up one after another, and the wilderness was crowded with troops of various numbers, and the people were noisy and noisy.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." The cooks got up early to cook, and at this moment they also began to shout, and after eating, they had to continue to attack in the direction of Renji.

Yang Ling still lined up with the brothers to eat, but when it was his turn, he found that each brother only had a bowl of gruel and two white-flour steamed buns, so he couldn't help frowning and called the cooking squad leader to inquire about the situation.

"Chief Yang, are you looking for me?" The cooking squad leader trotted to Yang Ling, a little frightened, after all, for him, the deputy head of the regiment was an unreachable commander.

Yang Ling pointed to the gruel in the brothers' bowls and the only two steamed buns and said, "Let's talk about it, what's going on, the brothers are about to start a pursuit battle, the brothers can't eat enough, how can they fight?" If the devil slips away, you are responsible?! ”

Although Yang Ling's voice was not loud, it was serious enough, and the cooking squad leader also looked bitter, and hurriedly explained: "Chief Yang, I was wronged, you listen to my explanation." ”

"Then you say."

"Chief Yang, I won't hide it from you, we have been out of food for a day, if I hadn't been saving for a long time, the brothers wouldn't even have to drink porridge today, let alone steamed buns."

Yang Ling frowned: "Why didn't the matter of food shortage be reported to the regiment headquarters?" ”

"I went to the quartermaster of the regiment headquarters, and he told me that the car transporting grain was bombed by the devil's plane, and the grain could not be transported, and now all the regiments are out of food, which is really a matter of no choice."

Now that it is in a critical period of warfare, the lack of food for the troops will greatly affect the combat effectiveness, Yang Ling did not dare to delay, and hurriedly found the regiment commander Zhang Handuo to discuss countermeasures.

But now that all the troops have run out of food, the two of them have big eyes on each other, and the countermeasures have not yet come up with countermeasures, and the order of the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao to let the troops pull out has been handed down.

"I've already asked, the situation of each brigade is similar, some of them ran out of food last night, and they relied on picking up the food discarded by the devils to fill their stomachs, and now the devil's planes bomb frequently, and it is estimated that the food will not be delivered for a while and a half, so we have to think of a way by ourselves." The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, is also a clever woman, and it is difficult to cook without rice.

Yang Ling sighed, they can be regarded as the troops of the Central Army, and now there is a matter of food shortage, those local troops are not often hungry, but when the matter comes to this point, they can only find a way by themselves.

"Let the battalions pay attention to collecting more food on the road, the best way to capture the devil, if you can't catch it, ask the people to buy it, but you must standardize discipline, you can't force you to buy and sell, and deal with it seriously once you find it!"

Zhang Handuo nodded and said, "That's the only way to do it." ”

Although the 74th Army and other units were temporarily cut off from food due to the bombing of the devil's planes, their offensive was still fierce, and after conquering Neihuangcheng, they quickly advanced forward, and the front of the troops was directed at Renji.

The Japanese troops had already held various points and villages in accordance with the orders of Kenji Dohihara, the commander of the 14th Division, to delay the offensive speed of the 74th Army, while their main forces quickly rushed to the Lanfeng City on the west side, trying to capture the Lanfeng City by surprise and tear a hole in the encirclement.

Yang Ling and their thunderous attack along the Longhai line to the west, began the point operation, they uprooted three strongholds in one morning, wiped out more than 400 Japanese soldiers, the brothers captured a lot, and even captured two wounded devil soldiers.

Yang Ling originally wanted to kill the two injured devils according to the old rules, after all, it was also a burden to carry them, but he was stopped by the head of the regiment Zhang Handuo in time.

"Send them to the division headquarters and see if you can judge something," Zhang Handuo waved to several brothers and kidnapped the injured devil Wuhuada.

"Last time, we were seen doing it, I don't know who stabbed the division headquarters, and let me be scolded by the division, I don't want to be scolded by the division again." Zhang Handuo smiled and said in a low voice: "Next time, let's do it smartly, let them kill them before they surrender." ”

Yang Ling looked at Zhang Handuo with a national character face, and suddenly found that this usually serious regiment commander was also bad in his heart, he smiled and replied: "I promise not to give them a chance to surrender next time." ”