The death squads were hidden in the trenches, and there were still a mile or two away from the front line of the exchange of fire with the devils, and they were not afraid of the devils fighting black guns.

Yang Ling's pace was very slow, walking slowly along the trenches, his eyes trying not to fall on every bloodstained brother, wanting to remember these enthusiastic soldiers who fought for the country.

Yang Ling beat the brothers' chests and said words of encouragement, which made these brothers panic and at the same time moved.

"How's the injury?"

Yang Ling stopped in front of a brother whose face was wrapped in blood-soaked gauze and asked with concern.

"It's just scratched by the explosive piece of the bomb, and it's not in the way."

The words tugged at the muscles of his face, and the brother grinned in pain, but he was still in good spirits.

Seeing that he was injured like this and joined the death squad to fight the devil, Yang Ling was a little unbearable.

"You're hurt, so let's get out......"

Yang Ling kindly wanted the injured brother to go down to recuperate, but he refused before he could finish speaking.

The brother suddenly became murderous, and he said viciously: "Tuanza, I won't go down, I'm going to kill the devil, I'm going to take revenge!"

Seeing that this brother suddenly became excited, a squad leader next to him hurriedly opened his mouth to explain to Yang Ling.

"Tuanza, his brother was stabbed to death by the devil who touched him when he was on guard last night, and he was stabbed more than ten times......"

Hearing the explanation of the squad leader next to him, and then looking at the scarred brothers, Yang Ling's heart felt indescribably uncomfortable.

Fighting tiger brothers, going into battle with father and son soldiers, Japanese invaders, countless hot-blooded men rose up to resist, I don't know how many brothers are in the army like this, and the blood feud with the little devil is not just a string of cold casualty figures.

"Okay, then stay......"

Yang Ling could understand this brother's feelings, so he didn't force him to go down anymore.

Although he had the ability to force the brother down, as long as the Japanese were still doing evil, and as long as the war continued, such tragedies would continue to occur.

As long as we fight, retreat will not solve any problems, and only by fighting and completely driving the devils out of China can we avoid the continuation of such a tragedy forever.

"Take care of him more when he is on the battlefield, his brother has been martyred." All Yang Ling could do was secretly order his squad leader to help him more.

The squad leader nodded seriously: "Don't worry, the brothers in our class have made a blood oath, as long as we still have one person alive, we will provide for the other sacrificed brothers and fathers."

Every daredevil's death squad has put life and death aside, they are the group of people who are the least afraid of death in this nation, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they will go forward one after another.

For the sake of this country, for the homeland behind them, on countless battlefields, they disappeared in batches in the sea of gunsmoke.

Many of them did not leave their names, but their names will be remembered forever by the land of the motherland.

"Tuanza, we are all ready to fight to the death, if we don't destroy all the devils, we are not ready to come back alive!"

Liu Yidao, the captain of the death squad and the commander of the third battalion, also put away his usual hippie smile and became extremely serious.

Thirteen death squads will be formed by the attacking forces, and they will rush forward in the face of the devil's bullets and bullets to attack the devil's core position, and many of them may not be able to return.

Yang Ling wanted to say something to them, but a thousand words seemed so pale and weak now, like a fish in his throat, he couldn't say it.

"Bring the wine!"

Yang Ling looked at these arrogant brothers, and his heart was panicked for a while.

Soon, more than a dozen jars of gallant wine specially prepared for the daredevils were opened, and each brother was given a small sip.

"Brethren!"

Yang Ling raised the wine bowl and looked around at these scarred brothers, his heart was full of blood.

"Avenge the thousands of brothers who have sacrificed, and win glory for the fathers and villagers in their hometown! Let's work together to destroy the Matsuura Division! ”

Yang Ling's voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the ears of every brother.

"Destroy the Matsuura Division!"

The voices of the brethren were so loud and deep that the mountains trembled.

"For victory!"

Yang Ling raised the wine bowl, raised his neck and drank the bold wine for the brothers.

Liu Yidao and his brothers also roared: "For victory!"

All the thousand words were in this sentence, and the brothers drank their wine one after another, and were ready to fight with the little devil.

Yang Ling, the commander, personally visited the officers and soldiers of the death squad and drank the courage wine together, which made the morale of the officers and soldiers rise sharply.

"With all the ammunition and dry food for at least five days, this battle may not be finished before October 10."

The death squad is carrying out the most dangerous mission, they will tear through the devil's defense, penetrate the devil's core position, disrupt the devil's deployment, and divide the devil everywhere.

Yang Ling could imagine that in the face of the lifeless attack of more than a dozen wolf-like death squads, the devil's troops would definitely fight back wildly.

But the death squads that go deep into the devil's depth will not be reinforced, they will not be able to get supplies, and they will have to continue to fight until the peripheral troops are cleared of the devils on the periphery step by step, and they can only meet them, so this is the task of nine deaths.

Yang Ling also hoped that the death squad would be more prepared and would have more chances of surviving during the battle.

"Tuanza, the devil is at the end of his rope, we have so many troops, can't we defeat it before October 10?"

Liu Yidao heard that Yang Ling asked him to carry so much dry food, and his face became solemn.

Yang Ling naturally did not discourage Liu Yidao's morale, and reluctantly found a reason to say: "Bring more, be prepared, you can't let the brothers go hungry to fight."

"Yes!" Liu Yidao agreed suspiciously.

"Alright, hurry up and let the brothers rest and replenish their strength, and I will send someone to inform you when the fight begins......"

Yang Ling didn't stay too long, and after a few words of advice to Liu Yidao, he returned to the regiment headquarters and got ready to rest.

These days, he has repeatedly fought with the little devil for his position on the front line of Changling, and he, the regiment commander, is always tense and very tired.

Now it's time to start a general attack on all fronts, and he has to lead the team to attack himself, and he has to hurry up and get himself back to his best.

"Tuanza, sister-in-law is here."

As soon as Yang Ling returned to the empty regiment headquarters, a guard pointed to the distance and said.

Yang Ling looked around, next to the wooden stake that was half blown off by an artillery shell, Zhang Hongying, who was wearing a washed white military uniform, was pacing back and forth with his head down, waiting for him.

Seeing Zhang Hongying coming, Yang Ling, who had just returned from the death squad, was inexplicably better.

"Tuanza, let's go over there and have a look."

The tiger who followed Yang Ling saw Zhang Hongying coming, and hurriedly dragged a few other guards to avoid it from a distance.

Yang Ling looked at Zhang Hongying's delicate figure, pulled his dirty military uniform, and then walked over.