The burning fires lit in the cold, damp night, dispelling the darkness, and the fires dotted the rivers of the reefs, and the weary and weary soldiers sat around the fire like mud enjoying the warmth of the fire. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The gruel in the lunch box began to boil, and the fragrance made the hungry brothers stretch their necks one by one and swallow their saliva, and the soaked clothes baked by the fire were steaming and drying again, and the orange flames reflected the young and dirty faces, brave and resolute.

Although they were a group of defeated soldiers from the battlefield, they neither surrendered to the enemy, nor did they put down their weapons, although they were defeated, Yang Ling felt that they were also worthy of respect, because they had also shed blood and sacrificed for this country and nation, and they had also died on the bloody battlefield until the last moment.

Facing the well-equipped and armed devil soldiers to the teeth, Yang Ling knew that defeat was inevitable, after all, the gap in strength between the two sides was too big, so big that many people couldn't believe it, and they could only fill it with human lives.

Yang Ling was not afraid of failure, what he was afraid of was that these defeated brothers were broken and could no longer stand up, so he led them to fight against the devil soldiers, hoping to rebuild their shattered confidence, but the effect was remarkable, in just one day, the numbness and despair on the faces of these defeated soldiers had subsided a lot, and their morale was gradually recovering, which was a good sign in Yang Ling's opinion.

Although Yang Ling is not the commander of this army, and his position is only a small company commander who is not in the ranks, he feels that he has the responsibility to help these brothers who are fighting for the country to restore their confidence, lead them to live, and take them to fight devils to take revenge.

"Company commander, the regiment deputy called you over." Yang Dashu came to Yang Ling and mouthed at the fire not far away.

Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, Yang Dashu has an opinion in his heart, they made a big fuss in Suzhou City, not only killed a lot of devil soldiers, but also burned a lot of their weapons and baggage, when all the troops were defeated, they had such a record It is also a victory.

But instead of praising and praising them, Liu Ming reprimanded them and almost killed Yang Ling, who commanded the operation, which made Yang Dashu's heart unhappy, but he was the deputy head of the regiment, although Yang Dashu was angry, he could only complain in private.

Yang Ling patted his ass and stood up, raising his leg to pass, Yang Dashu pulled the corner of Yang Ling's clothes, and reminded in a low voice: "Company commander, you should fart what he says, don't contradict him, he will trouble us again."

"Okay, I see." Yang Ling nodded with a smile in the face of Yang Dashu's kind reminder.

In fact, he didn't have any burden in his heart, although Liu Ming yelled to shoot him during the day, but Yang Ling believed that Liu Ming would not really shoot him, just beat him, if he really killed him, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the brothers, if Liu Ming didn't understand this, he wouldn't be the deputy of the regiment.

"Second Company Commander Yang Ling was ordered to report for duty, please give instructions to the commander!"

Yang Ling's legs collapsed straight, and the dirty and shabby military uniform was put on Yang Ling's thin body, but it wore a sense of uprightness, standing upright in the wind at the moment.

Facing Yang Ling, who had a serious expression, did not squint, and was full of anger in his voice, Liu Ming, who was lying on the stretcher, was extremely unaccustomed.

"You're still mad at me?" Liu Ming tilted his head and asked.

"Don't dare!"

Liu Ming sneered: "Is there anything else you kid don't dare?" Why did you dare to stun Lao Tzu and take someone to fight the devil without authorization? ”

In the face of the run of Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, Yang Ling did not say anything, and still stood straight in front of him, because he couldn't explain.

"Okay, don't stand, you're not tired, I'm still tired." Liu Ming angrily rubbed his shrapnel-wounded neck and asked Yang Ling to sit down.

The orange-red flames emitted a warm hot wind, dispelling the cold of the dark night, and Yang Ling and Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, sat silently across the fire.

After being silent for a long time, Liu Ming finally couldn't help but open his mouth: "No matter what happened in the morning, whether you scold me or hate me, or I admit it if you beat me one day, but I still have to say some things."

"I know you're a sharpshooter, a master of the arts, but they're not." Liu Ming said and pointed to the defeated brothers who were lying on the ground like mud and resting.

"Most of the brothers I brought died in Shanghai, not even a whole corpse left, it is not easy for these brothers to crawl out of the pile of corpses in Shanghai alive, you want to fight the devil to avenge my brother, I also want to fight the devil to avenge my dead brothers, but now that the army is defeated, it is not enough for us to stuff the devil's teeth, I don't want these living brothers to die in vain, you know?"

Yang Ling understood the pain and contradictory feelings of Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, there were too many people who died in that tragic battle, and he was helpless and powerless as a commander, so he could only watch his brothers die one by one.

Although he also wants to seek revenge on the devil now, they can't beat the devil, so he can only retreat and want to bring the living brother back, otherwise he will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Deputy ...... Liu Tuan" Yang Ling wanted to speak, but was stopped by Liu Ming waving his hand.

"I know what you want to say, but what I want to tell you is that it's right to fight devils, and I can't wait to slaughter all the devils, but next time don't risk the lives of the brothers, it's not easy for us brothers to live until now."

Yang Ling nodded and agreed, understanding the hard work of Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, he was not against fighting devils, but he was more concerned about the lives of his brothers.

"That's it, don't say these frustrating words," Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, changed his words: "Although you kid disobeyed the military order and acted without authorization, but you fought well this time, I heard that you took a command of devils and blew up their ammunition supplies?"

"Yes." Yang Yangling generously admitted it, after all, it was all the truth.

Liu Ming nodded with satisfaction: "I didn't mistake you, it's a piece of material to be an officer."

In the face of Liu Ming's sudden compliment, it made Yang Ling's second monk puzzled, he didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, and he didn't open his mouth to wait for his next words.

Liu Ming didn't care about Yang Ling's surprised gaze, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Yang Ling: "I am a person with clear rewards and punishments, since I have merit, then I will be rewarded, otherwise the hearts of the brothers will be cold, from now on, we will temporarily supplement the commander of the first battalion of the regiment, this is proof, although it is not formal enough, it will be used."

"First battalion commander?" Yang Ling looked at the letter of appointment written on the torn paper, and looked at Liu Ming puzzled, although it is very common to be promoted in the line of fire on the battlefield, but if you want to shoot yourself in the morning and promote yourself in the evening, is this the so-called stick and carrot.

"I'm just a regimental deputy, and it's already the limit of my ability to promote you to be the commander of the first battalion for the time being," Liu Ming said with a smile: "But don't be too happy too early, it's just temporary, everything needs to go back and wait for the military department to confirm, and as for the military rank, it will be filled up when the time comes."

"Deputy regiment, it's all the credit of the brothers to fight Suzhou, and now it's enough for you to command the regiment, I think this temporary acting battalion commander will be forgotten." Yang Ling just wanted to fight devils, and he really wasn't interested in being promoted.

However, Liu Ming also has his own considerations, that is, he is injured and the command is inconvenient, and he also understands that Yang Ling is stronger than several other company commanders, if he is trained, he will inevitably not be able to take charge alone, in the first battle of Songhu, a large number of officers were killed, and he also took precautions to leave Yang Ling, a good seedling, under his hands.

So he directly rejected Yang Ling's proposal: "You have to be the acting battalion commander, and you have to be the right one, this is an order, can you bear to watch Lao Tzu lying on a stretcher and work all day."

"Okay, remember Lao Tzu's words and cherish the lives of the brothers," Liu Ming waved his hand impatiently at Yang Ling, who was about to speak: "Go, I'm going to sleep."