Staff officer Liu Ming let out a long sigh and regretted when he heard Yang Ling say that the guerrilla battalion had fought a tragic battle in Nanjing, and that there were only more than 100 brothers left who could break through alive. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's a pity for these veterans......"

These are all veterans who rolled over from the rain of bullets on the battlefield in Songhu, and now they have lost so much, so it doesn't hurt people's hearts.

"These brothers fought for the country, the glory of sacrifice, did not disgrace us Chinese, Brother Yang, don't be too sad, this war is not over, you still need to cheer up, the party and the state need officers like you who have fought wars, the living brothers also need you to continue to command, you still need to shoulder this responsibility."

Staff officer Liu Ming was worried that Yang Ling would be disheartened by the defeat in the Battle of Nanjing, and he was relieved by his kind words.

Although Yang Ling hated the fleeing commanders in his heart, he also knew that this blood account needed to be counted on the heads of the little devils, and if they hadn't launched a war of aggression, all these tragedies would have been avoided.

Although Yang Ling wanted to save the soldiers and civilians of Nanjing from the slaughter of the Japanese army, he was humble and light, and although he tried his best, he was unable to turn the tide after all, and he felt guilty about it.

"Brother Liu, don't worry, I should cheer up, avenge the brothers, avenge the people who died, and let the Japanese invaders pay their blood debts until the Japanese invaders are driven out of the land of China——"

Yang Ling's words were loud, so that staff officer Liu Ming dispelled his doubts, what he was most worried about was that Yang Ling was slumped because of continuous defeats, so he really regretted a general.

In just four months from Shanghai to Nanjing, hundreds of thousands of elite officers of the National Revolutionary Army were lost, and most of the officers who dared to fight were killed.

It was not Yang Ling's original intention to fight the same day, but he also knew that if it were not for their troops fighting bloodily at the front and slowing down the pace of the Japanese army's attack, then a large number of factories, schools, civilians and institutions along the coast would not be able to be safely transferred to the rear.

If these fell into the hands of the enemy, then this war could not be fought only by relying on the poor teaching resources and weak industrial capacity of the southwest, although these two battles were fought fiercely, but they also laid the foundation for long-term warfare, and avoided the rapid destruction of the country and the slavery of the country.

Thinking of the two tragic battles just past, so many brothers stained the battlefield with blood, and finally there were no bones left, Liu Ming and Yang Ling sighed relatively wordlessly, and were silent for a long time.

But Yang Ling did not forget the purpose of his trip, that is, he hoped to use Liu Ming's help to prevent his disabled guerrilla battalion from being swallowed up by the rest of the troops and sent to be used as cannon fodder after being included in the third war zone.

Yang Ling asked tentatively: "Brother Liu, our guerrilla battalion is under the direct jurisdiction of the garrison commander's department, and now that Nanjing has been defeated, we have no place to stay, I don't know if there are any arrangements for us?"

Liu Ming took a sip of tea from his teacup, looked at Yang Ling and sighed: "Brother Yang, I won't hide it from you, this Nanjing has been defeated, and the headquarters of the Nanjing Garrison Commander is afraid that it will also be revoked.

"And what about our guerrilla battalion?"

"Your guerrilla battalion is now only more than 200 people plus the stragglers gathered, and after the containment is over, it should also be reduced and reorganized into the troops with large losses in the third theater, but you don't have to worry, you are doing well in Nanjing, everyone sees it, at least your battalion commander can't run."

Yang Ling smiled bitterly in his heart, what he was most worried about now was not whether he could keep his position as battalion commander, but for the brothers under him.

These brothers are all brothers who have broken through the sea of swords and fires together, and they are brothers who can block each other's bullets on the battlefield, and it is false to say that they have no feelings.

He couldn't leave them alone, they were scattered to the rest of the troops, once the battle started, nine times out of ten they would be used as cannon fodder, which was not what he wanted to see.

"Have we decided on that unit?" Yang Ling asked.

"That's not true," Liu Ming paused and said, "Brother Yang, do you have any troops you want to go to?"

"The 88th Division, the 87th Division, and the 36th Division have suffered a lot of losses in these battles, if you want to go, I can give you a note to replenish the past."

The 87th and 88th Divisions used to be elite German weapons, and every soldier was carefully selected from all units across the country, but after five or six rounds of fighting from Shanghai to Nanjing, the real veterans were all gone, and now only empty shelves remain.

Although Liu Ming had good intentions, he could reorganize them into this elite army through his connections, but Yang Ling shook his head.

These elite German armament divisions have only empty shelves left, and the veteran elites have long been exhausted, and after China and Germany break off diplomatic relations next year, the Soviet machinery and American machinery equipment will replace the German machinery A large number of equipment troops, this German machinery unit will also become a passing flower and will no longer be taken seriously.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter? Dissatisfied? Liu Ming saw Yang Ling shaking his head, and immediately frowned: "But the guard unit of the Third Theater Commander's Department is already full, and it may be difficult for you to replenish the past, otherwise, I will go to Chief Liu to talk about it......

Seeing Liu Ming's embarrassed appearance, Yang Ling hurriedly explained: "Brother Liu, you misunderstood, the German mechanic is an elite, our brothers are all wild, do you think you can add us to the 74th Army?"

"The 74th Army?"

Liu Ming frowned and thought about it, this is a newly formed unit in September, although Shanghai and Nanjing are fighting well, but compared to the famous German elite, it is still far behind.

"Brother Yang, this 74th Army has just been established, are you sure you want to go? You have to think about it clearly, it's too late to regret it now, if you want to change to a German mechanic, I can help, once you decide to go to the 74th Army and want to change back, I can't do anything. ”

Yang Ling smiled and said, "I'll go to the 74th Army."

"I really don't understand you." Liu Ming shook his head helplessly: "Then I'll write you a note."

Now staff officer Liu Ming is the person in charge of the stragglers who stayed in Chuzhou, and he is responsible for sending these stragglers to various units, and with his help, Yang Ling has also saved a lot of things.

Although the 74th Army was only formed in September, it fought bloody battles in Luodian and Nanjing in Shanghai, with a total of more than 21,000 troops, although only more than 7,000 remnants remained, but thousands of Japanese troops were annihilated.

Now the 74th Army is inconspicuous in the battle sequence of the National Revolutionary Army, but Yang Ling knows that it will be the trump card main force in the War of Resistance in the future in the future.

As long as you hug this thigh, then the future weapons will be prioritized to replenish, and there is no need to worry about logistics, staying in such a powerful force, there will be no worries about fighting devils, of course, Yang Ling, these little Jiujiu, Liu Ming is incomprehensible now.