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The fierce fighting continued day and night, the road was still muddy, and the escort company and the health team combined with nearly 100 people hurriedly walked straight to the battlefield with the sound of artillery, this is a team moving forward in silence.

More than 30 soldiers of the escort company walked around the health team in a scattered manner, their rifles unloaded from their shoulders and their hands loaded, and they carried out their guard duties in silence.

The more forward the gunfire became, the more intense it became, and from time to time you could see corpses lying in the muddy water on the side of the muddy road, and the smell of decay was in the air.

The battle was fierce at the front, and in order to block the defenders on the Chinese positions, the roaring and piercing motors of the devils never completely disappeared, and they kept throwing bombs and machine gun fire in an attempt to cut off the rear supplies of the defenders.

The wounded soldiers in the front could not be sent, and the supplies in the rear could not be sent, and this was a vicious battle with a huge disparity in strength.

Zhang Hongying carried a wooden box with a red cross printed on it, which was filled with first-aid hemostatic bandages and medicines.

The cloth shoes with white backgrounds and black faces could no longer see their original colors, and they were covered with thick mud, and she felt that every time she lifted her legs, it was so difficult, as if they had been filled with lead.

The muddy water seeped into the shoes along the gaps in the cloth shoes, wet, cold, and her breathing became disordered and rapid with continuous rapid movements.

The more the sound of the forward cannon reached the ears, the more intense the explosion became, as if the earth was trembling, and many of the female soldiers of the health team turned pale, after all, this was the first time they had been on the battlefield.

Zhang Hongying is also not much better, smelling the stench, her heart is churning, if she hadn't clenched her teeth, she would have been unable to vomit a long time ago, but she is the captain of the health team, so she can only endure it.

Two months ago, she was a female student shouting anti-Japanese salvation on the street, but now she has devoted herself to this anti-Japanese salvation movement with practical actions and has become a female medical nurse.

China and Japan have invested nearly one million troops in a fierce battle of life and death in this land covered with a dense network of water, with mountains of corpses piled up and rivers of blood flowing.

Division after division of troops was thrown into battle, but in less than a few hours most of them were lost, and some divisions held out for less than a day, leaving less than a quarter of them alive.

There are many dead and more wounded, and the lightly wounded who can move are still fighting to the death on the battlefield, while the seriously wounded who are missing arms and legs can only lie down and wait for death.

The Chinese army in this era did not have a complete logistics system like the Japanese army, they were equipped with medical soldiers, but the Chinese army did not, and many wounded soldiers died of excessive blood loss because they did not receive timely treatment, and countless deaths from infection......

Yang Ling walked in front of the team with the 38 big cover, the gunfire in front of him was fierce, and the sound of rumbling explosions could be heard from time to time, and they were already very close to the battlefield.

The quick-witted Jiao Chaoming was sent out by Yang Ling as a top soldier, he was one of the survivors of the 361st Regiment, and this time he was also temporarily transferred to the escort company to return to the battlefield.

Jiao Chaoming held a gun and pulled away from the large team behind him more than 200 meters away, looking around as he walked, he heard movement in the reeds next to him.

Jiao Chaoming suddenly became nervous, he stopped, gently pulled the bolt to load the bullet, stared at the thick reeds, and listened attentively.

There was a groan of pain coming from the reeds, could it be the devil who had infiltrated it? But it sounded like a wounded person.

Jiao Chaoming carefully opened the reeds with the gun with his gun, his finger was already on the trigger, he had already made up his mind that as long as the situation was not right, he could shoot at any time, after all, this place is close to the battlefield, and it is possible for the little devil to infiltrate.

The reed pole that blocked the view was removed, Jiao Chaoming's footsteps stopped, and the gun in his hand also hung down, and soon he turned around and ran towards the large army in the rear.

Two minutes later, the health team and Yang Ling and other members of the escort company arrived at the reed dang, and they saw a shocking scene that people will never forget.

There were at least one or two hundred seriously wounded Chinese soldiers lying in the reeds, and they were lying helplessly in the reeds, moaning in pain, some of whom had long since lost their breath and emitted a foul smell.

Obviously, they were deliberately hidden in this reed swing in order to prevent being discovered by the devil's plane, but they couldn't be sent in the face of the devil's artillery blockade, and they could only wait for death here.

Zhang Hongying, the head of the health team, took a deep breath of turbidity, immediately removed the medical box on his shoulder, and beckoned the people of the health team to rescue him.

Saving lives and helping the wounded is the business of the health team, and the task of guarding the work falls on Yang Ling's shoulders, which is only a mile or two away from the battlefield, and several shells fall on the road outside, and the dust of the explosion is flying.

The reeds are not large, the south side is against the dirt road leading to the rear, the north side is a ditch of unknown depth, the east side is the battlefield with fierce gunfire and cannons, and the west side is in the direction of Zoumatang.

Yang Ling stretched out his hand to beckon Jiao Chaoming and ordered: "Xiao Jiao, you take two people to walk around this reed to find out if there are any devils around."

Jiao Chaoming has strong execution and a flexible mind, Yang Ling is very relieved to hand over such a task to him, and he is still the person from the 361st Regiment at the beginning, and the only person he is familiar with now.

After Jiao Chaoming led the two people into the reeds, Yang Ling turned around and walked in front of a man with a cold face.

"Platoon Commander Wu, you take your people to the ditch over there, dig some foxholes, and try to separate them as much as possible, and I'll hand them over to you over there."

Platoon Commander Wu Jiang was a very cold person who didn't like to talk, so he just nodded and walked towards the ditch over there, and the more than ten people in his platoon also followed in his footsteps.

"The two of you go to the west and south for 200 meters to stand on guard, and remember to fire warning shots if there is a situation."

"Yes." The two soldiers immediately picked up their guns and walked in the direction of their respective guards, walked to a distance of two hundred meters, and found a dry place to lie down.

"Company Commander Yang, what are we going to do?" Seeing that they all had their own things to do, but the more than ten people in his platoon had nothing to do, the platoon commander Yang Dashu opened his mouth to reveal a mouth full of big yellow teeth, and asked angrily.

Yang Ling looked at the burly Yang Dashu, and said to the silent corpses: "Go and help the health team to separate the living and the dead."

Yang Dashu turned his head and glanced at the corpses that had been dead for an unknown period of time, some were even crawling with maggots, and his head shook like a rattle: "Company commander, use a knife to kill chickens, just hand them over to the health team, I think I'm still ......"

Yang Dashu stopped before he finished speaking, and in the face of Yang Ling's dark and deep gaze, he felt uncomfortable, and a cool air rose from his back.

"Isn't it just to carry the corpse, and we'll arrange it!" Yang Dashu felt that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet and beckoned the brothers behind him to stride towards Zhang Hongying, the health captain: "Captain Zhang, if there is any heavy work, even if you are told, we have the strength."

Zhang Hongying was stopping the bleeding of the seriously injured who blew up his broken arm, and said without raising his head: "Thank you so much, can you help carry those sacrificed people to the open space over there?"

Come on, my aunt and grandmother are really welcome, but the words have been spoken, and it is not his character to retreat in front of women, Yang Dashu agreed with a wide neck and beckoned the bitter-faced brother to start carrying the corpse.

Although the words are easy to say, but the work is not easy to do, many of these corpses have rotted away, emitting a foul smell, and the nerves around the poplar tree are thick, and in the end they still can't hold back the churning in their stomachs, and they vomit prostration.