In the early winter, the river was so cold that people shivered with blue faces, and the brothers who jumped into the river did not dare to stop swimming desperately to the other side. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Brother Yang, save me-"

The fat man Tian San was also forced into the river by the earth-shattering artillery fire on the shore, but he forgot that he couldn't swim, his body sank vigorously, and his hands fluttered and poured several mouthfuls of fishy cold water.

Yang Ling's consciousness was also much clearer, but the ear drum was still buzzing, and he vaguely heard the fat man's shout, and turned his head just to see that his head was not in the water.

"Big tree, save people!"

In the rumbling artillery fire, Yang Dashu didn't hear Yang Ling's words, and still dragged him to the other side to swim desperately.

Yang Ling shouted a few more times, Yang Dashu let go of Yang Ling's hand, Yang Ling swam back and dragged the fat man out of the water with all his might, Yang Dashu also swam back, and the two of them finally dragged the fat man to the shore.

There are many brothers who don't know how to water, shouting and fluttering a few times before sinking without a trace, Yang Ling and Yang Dashu jumped back into the water to save them one by one, and most of the people who were pulled back were pale, half-dead and only panting.

Garrisoned on the riverbank was a regiment of the 103rd Division, which called for artillery support, and the impermeable shells vigorously beckoned to the opposite bank, and the smoke of gunpowder was rumbling and the sky was dark.

The devil's artillery did not show weakness, and the 75 mm mountain guns and 105 mm field guns immediately responded to each other, and many of the shells on both sides collided violently in mid-air, emitting a dazzling light.

Those devil tanks with flesh and blood on the track chain also knew the power of the artillery, and wanted to turn around and evacuate the riverbank, but the shells that split their heads and covered their faces fell down, and turned into fireballs one after another, and they were blown to pieces, and none of them ran away.

The old smoking gun was also dragged up the scorched riverbank, lying on the ground and spitting water, and a small piece of minced meat was spit out in his mouth, he turned his head to look at the river, and when he saw the scene in the river, his stomach churned and he couldn't help but turn his head and vomit.

Yang Ling also discovered the situation in the river, the original clear water has turned dark red, and there are a lot of mutilated corpses and sundries floating, presumably there have been a lot of vicious battles here these days, and he didn't pay attention to running for his life, and now it seems to be purgatory on earth.

The artillery battle between the Chinese defense troops and the devil soldiers on the bank of the river was not over, and both sides poured ammunition on each other as if they didn't want money, and the thick smoke of gunpowder obscured the sky, and the sky was dark and gloomy as if it was about to get dark.

From time to time, the shells would fall into the river and blow up huge columns of water, and the explosions would tear the corpses in the river to pieces, and the river would be filled with the smell of decay.

"Don't stay here, go into the trenches!" The shells fell one after another, blowing up the dirt and flying, Yang Ling didn't dare to stay, and beckoned everyone to hide in the trench not far from the river bank.

One by one, they jumped into the trenches, exhausted as mud, and the banks of the river were plowed by the heavy artillery fire, and became a mess.

The people hiding in the trenches couldn't help but laugh happily when they looked at each other's embarrassed appearances, laughing at them and picking up a life from the hands of Lord Yama, but laughing and laughing turned into crying.

More than 20 brothers rushed to kill all the way, and only nine people were left alive to return here, with injuries all over their bodies and weapons lost.

Most of the brothers who did not escape were blown up and crushed, leaving no corpses behind, and the cruel war made the living people cry with their heads in their hearts.

Several soldiers in gray cotton uniforms carried their guns along the traffic trench and found the old smoker and others who were hugging and crying.

"Brother, what part are you?" A captain, company commander, pressed the trigger with his finger and opened his mouth with a wary gaze.

When the person who was crying heard someone asking, he stretched out his sleeve to wipe away his tears, and when he looked up, he saw these friendly soldiers in gray cotton uniforms and inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy.

"I'm from the Engineer Company of the 87th Division, and we're coming from Shanghai."

"I used to be from the 61st Division, and now I am from the 174th Division Supplementary Regiment."

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The living people opened their mouths to report their homes, but instead let the captain's company commander who came to interrogate have a bigger head than two, there are not many of these people, but there are a lot of numbers.

The captain and company commander frowned, and waved his hand to interrupt the gossiping crowd: "Which of you is the leader, the leader comes out to answer-"

The old smoking gun hurriedly pushed out Yang Ling, who was leaning on the trench and panting: "He is our battalion commander."

When the captain and company commander saw Yang Ling, who was covered in tatters, he couldn't believe that he was actually a battalion commander.

"I am Yang Ling, the commander of the first battalion of the 174th Division Supplementary Regiment." Yang Ling stood up and tugged at the tattered clothes with his hands, making himself look not so embarrassed.

"You are Camp Commander Yang?" The captain and company commander were a little excited, and hurriedly asked, "Is there any evidence?"

Yang Ling spread his hands and said helplessly: "This way has been a hard fight, and everything that can prove my identity has been lost, but most of the people in your supplementary regiment broke through from the direction of Huashan a few days ago, and they can prove my identity."

The captain and company commander cautiously asked: "Then what is the name of the leader of your supplementary regiment?"

Yang Ling replied: "Deputy Head Liu Ming."

Hearing Yang Ling's answer, the captain and company commander no longer had any doubts, and immediately stood up and saluted Yang Ling.

"Battalion Commander Yang, your name has already been like thunder, and today when I saw it, it was really extraordinary, and you were able to fight all the way from the devil's blockade, really man!" The captain and company commander said excitedly.

But soon the captain and company commander added: "If they know that you are still alive, they don't know how happy they are."

Yang Ling was even more puzzled: "Do you know me?"

The captain and company commander laughed and gave Yang Ling a thumbs up: "Not only do I know you, but the deeds of your supplementary regiment have long been reported, and now everyone in the country knows that you are really powerful."

The old smoking gun hurriedly grabbed the captain and the company commander and asked, "What's in the news?"

"It's dangerous here, let's talk as we go, our head is still waiting for you." The captain and company commander were much more polite.

Liu Xing, commander of the Jiangfang Group Army, widely publicized the deeds of the supplementary regiment, hoping to boost the army's sluggish morale.

Liu Ming, the deputy head of the supplementary regiment, became a hero of the anti-Japanese resistance, and everyone knew it, but he knew that the credit was not earned by himself, so he felt guilty and specially asked for the names of the main officers of the supplementary regiment to be included in the propaganda, so Yang Ling was also well known to everyone.

However, most of them thought that Yang Ling had been killed, because he went back to save Qin Shou and the others who were surrounded and there was no news again.

"What! Yang Ling is not dead? When you bombed the devil's arms, you also killed a lieutenant general of the devil? "Liu Xing, commander of the Jiangfang Group Army, dropped his jaw when he received a call from the forward position, he knew what it meant.

The other side of the phone replied: "They just broke out and came back, I personally heard what Battalion Commander Yang said, and they also brought back the military uniform and saber of the devil general."

Although Liu Xing was a high-ranking general, he couldn't help but get excited at the moment, and hurriedly ordered: "Send someone to escort Yang Ling and them to the headquarters immediately, hurry!"

Xiao Huanzhang, the director of the Jiangyin Intelligence Station, also strode into the headquarters at this moment with panda eyes, and walked to Liu Xing, who had just put down the phone: "Sir Liu, I have already figured out the situation last night, it was one of the devils' forward arms base that was bombed, and it is not clear who it is, but I wonder if the devil's reaction is a little abnormal......"