More than ten guns have been loaded, the dark muzzle is aimed at those sloppy and tired friendly soldiers, platoon commander Li Tiezhu only has the Dingjiaqiao position in his heart, who wants to retreat without authorization as a deserter, even if it is the king of heaven!

"I said Platoon Commander Li, you don't look at the situation, the troops have been scattered, there are devils everywhere, even if we go back and recapture the position, we can't hold it. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The old king listened to the gunshots that were getting closer and closer behind him, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade.

Li Tiezhu took a step back and aimed his gun at the old king: "The chief did not order a retreat, and no one is allowed to be a deserter!" Now I'll go back and fight the Japanese ghosts! ”

"Hey, I said Platoon Commander Li, it's clear that we're going back this time with meat buns and beating dogs, how can you take revenge and let us go back to die."

Li Tiezhu was slightly touched, but he still stubbornly blocked the way: "Then I don't care, anyway, without the commander's order, everyone can't retreat without authorization, and they must hold their positions......"

Yes! Before Li Tiezhu finished speaking, suddenly a huge fist had smashed into his face, and he was immediately kicked to the ground, and the rifle in his hand was also forcefully pulled out of his hand.

"You beat the sir! You are impatient......" Li Tiezhu was punched, he was so painful that he struggled to get up from the ground, and just in time to see Yang Ling's cold face like a knife, his angry voice involuntarily weakened.

Yang Ling doesn't like people to point their guns at him, whether it is an enemy or a friendly army, in the face of Li Tiezhu, who stubbornly can't recognize the situation, he doesn't bother to speak, he will never move his mouth if he can do it.

Yang Ling shot Li Tiezhu, whether it was the Gui soldiers who followed Li Tiezhu or the remnants who followed Yang Ling, they didn't react, they froze in place, and their brains were still wondering why they suddenly hit someone?

"Tie him up!" Yang Ling commanded to the platoon commander Wu Jiang behind him.

Wu Jiangmen stepped forward silently, pulled out the cowhide belt around his waist, pressed Li Tiezhu, who had not yet reacted, and began to tie it.

"What are you doing?! Do you want to rebel! Li Tiezhu struggled and roared, he was beaten and wanted to be tied up again, he yelled at Yang Ling: "The surname is Yang!" What do you want! ”

Yang Ling didn't pay attention to Li Tiezhu, who was yelling, he was just a tendon in his head, now that the devil had broken through their defense line, he would definitely die or die if he went back now.

On the night of the black rumbling, the troops were scattered, even if the commander wanted to give the order to retreat, they couldn't receive it, Yang Ling was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die meaninglessly, so he withdrew with the remnants of the soldiers.

But Li Tiezhu's habitual execution of the commander's orders has become a habit, and he will not analyze and rush back in the face of a dangerous situation, which is not bravery, but a lack of heart, not only will he die, but he will also let the people who follow him die.

"What are you still doing! Shoot! Kill these deserters! Li Tiezhu's hands were tied tightly, and he was so anxious that he yelled at the more than a dozen Gui soldiers who were still holding guns.

More than a dozen soldiers of the Gui Army looked at each other with embarrassed expressions, these were all friendly troops who were fighting devils in one of their trenches, and it was really impossible for them to shoot.

Besides, these Gui soldiers also didn't want to go back to die, they all wanted to find a way to live, but in the face of the tendon platoon commander Li Tiezhu, they had to rush back, and now seeing Li Tiezhu being tied, they hesitated and stood in place without moving.

"What do you want to do! Do you want to be deserters?! Li Tiezhu roared and asked the Guijun soldiers loudly, at this moment he was already tied with his hands and couldn't move.

"Platoon commander, we don't want to desert either, but there are devils everywhere over there, and we will die if we go back this time, so it's better to withdraw and wait for the commander's order......"

"You cowards! Bad seeds! Li Tiezhu was so angry that he scolded.

Yang Ling frowned: "Plug his mouth for me."

The old king took out a dirty rag from his pocket that he didn't know what to do, stepped forward and grinned: "Platoon Commander Li, I'm offended." As he spoke, ignoring Li Tiezhu's round eyes, he blocked his mouth, leaving only the sound of whimpering and struggling.

Yang Ling raised his head and looked at the Guijun soldier who was still holding his gun and said, "As the company commander, I order you to put down your guns immediately, retreat to the next position with us, and wait for the commander's new order."

"Yes!" These Guijun soldiers who followed Li Tiezhu didn't want to go back to die, but now that a company commander like Yang Ling opened his mouth to order, they naturally put down their guns without hesitation, preparing to evacuate and flee for their lives, whoever goes to death is a fool.

Li Tiezhu watched the people who followed him being fooled away by Yang Ling like this, and he had already scolded Yang Ling in his heart, coward! Bad seeds! Of course, Yang Ling couldn't hear it, only Li Tiezhu's whine.

The attack of the devils was very fierce, and the Chinese defenders on the line from Jiangwan to Yunzaobang were covered by heavy artillery fire, and the troops suffered heavy losses and were scattered, and the routed troops poured into the rear positions in large numbers.

The Chinese defenders, who had lost their organization, were like ducks that had been driven away, constantly engaging the pursuing devil assault troops in the dark night, infiltrating and interspersing the troops, and the corpses were all over the road from Yunzaobang to Zoumatang.

Yang Ling's remnants of their troops, under Yang Ling's flexible command, moved left and right, sometimes running and sometimes concealing to ambush the pursuers, and repelled several groups of ghost soldiers who caught up.

By dawn, they had completely thrown off the pursuers who were chasing on their buttocks, and their own team had expanded to more than 300 people because of the rout, which could be said to be a large scale among the routs.

"Company commander, do you think we will be shot if we lose our position and retreat without permission?" After getting out of contact with the devil, the old king has always been very worried in his heart, although he is trying to live, but he has violated military law without ordering to evacuate without permission.

Yang Ling turned his head and looked at the worried old Wang Tou and comforted: "Don't worry, I gave the order to retreat, even if the team is held responsible, it will be borne by me, the company commander."

Now the Gui army of five or six divisions on the front line has been defeated and lost, even if Yang Ling wants to hold their position, they will be unable to stand alone in the face of the fierce attack of the devils, rather than meaningless sacrifices, the so-called keeping Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood, it is better to withdraw to the second-line position and hold on.

"Company commander, company commander, someone is coming in front!" One of the soldiers in charge of reconnaissance rushed back breathlessly.

Yang Ling's expression was grim, and he shouted in a low voice: "Old Wu, take people to the dirt slope on the left, and the rest of the people will hide on the spot!"

As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, more than 300 remnants of the soldiers all dispersed with a hula, and the sound of pulling the bolt was everywhere.

The sky was dark, and it was not clear whether the person who came was a devil or a friendly soldier, but there were many people in the black press, and the remnants of the soldiers were very nervous, clenching the guns in their hands tightly.

When the people got closer, the old king's head was lifted out of the grass and whispered, "Company commander, it seems to be your own people."

Yang Ling was also observing, although he didn't see it very clearly, but the other party was not wearing a steel helmet, and his footsteps were chaotic, not like a ghost.

"Which unit is in front?" The old king shouted outside at Yang Ling's signal.

This voice startled the people who were marching rapidly, and they hurriedly fell to their stomachs and pulled the bolt of their guns.

"We are the troops withdrawn from the 174th Division, which part of you are?"

"We are from the First Army!"

The two sides questioned each other and confirmed their identities, and it turned out that this was the First Army that had been ordered to plug the gap.

"You're pulling down so many people? What about the rest? Where did the devil go? A middle-aged officer greeted him, and when he saw the scattered more than 300 embarrassed remnants, his mouth was like a cannon bead and asked several questions.

Yang Ling took a step forward and shook his hand at the middle-aged officer and saluted: "Report sir, we have been dispersed......"

Hearing Yang Ling's description, the middle-aged officer frowned, he didn't expect the battle to be so bad in front, he looked at these scarred soldiers, and said to Yang Ling: "The theater command has given you an order to retreat, maybe you have broken up and not received it, the command asked you to retreat to the south of the Beijing-Shanghai railway, on the north bank of the Suzhou Creek to rest."

After the middle-aged officer finished speaking, he waved to the team and began to advance in the direction of the devil, leaving behind the joyful and cheerful people, they finally did not have to worry about being branded as a deserter, and the gloom in their hearts was swept away.

"All of them! Fall back! Yang Ling cleared his throat and shouted.