It was not yet dawn, but the raging fire burning in the city burned red for a long time, like a red hole burned in the dark sky, devouring the souls of the dead.

The fighting in the neighborhood where the devils and the guerrillas were fighting had eased up, and the two sides were facing each other more than 100 meters apart, cold guns and cannons were still ringing, and from time to time flares flew into the sky, sprinkling a miserable white light.

Civilians in the vicinity of the fighting area have begun to evacuate to the rear with the assistance of the guerrillas in order to avoid accidental injury from shells falling from the fighting.

In this era of war and chaos, the people in the city have long been accustomed to the battlefield, they silently carry food and parcels, leave home, brave the cold wind, and move to safety.

After all, Gaoyou is the gateway of the two Huai, and by the canal, you can go to Baoying Huaiyin in the north, and go directly to Yangzhou and the Yangtze River in the south, so the strategic location is important.

Yang Ling clearly remembered that the emperor of the devils had announced his unconditional surrender, and the devils who went north from Yangzhou to join the devils in Gaoyou City more than 5,000 people resisted stubbornly and refused to surrender.

But in the end, they were also completely wiped out by the heroic Chinese officers and soldiers, although there are now only more than 1,000 devils and wounded in the city, but the battle is even more brutal.

Because the guerrilla troops are still growing up like immature babies, and the devils are strong adults.

Predicting the cruelty of the battle, Yang Ling would be fully prepared to let the people evacuate, and the war would kill people, but it was also the duty of these commanders to minimize casualties.

The people who dragged their families silently closed the door of their homes, and followed the guerrilla officers and soldiers who came to cover and bowed away.

Behind them, the devil's incendiary bombs fell with a roar, and the devils set fire to many houses, in order to slow down the attack of the guerrilla officers and soldiers, waiting for reinforcements from the periphery.

Seeing their houses in the raging flames, the smoke was billowing and crumbling, and many of the evacuated people were wiping their tears, but they were all defenseless people, and they were helpless about it.

"Rest assured, when the battle is over, we will help you rebuild the house."

The officers and men of the guerrillas could also understand the mood of these people at this moment, and comforted them in low voices, saying that no one felt comfortable watching their homes destroyed by the war.

Although the guerrillas were comforting, there were still whispered sobs from time to time in the crowd, and they walked back step by step, not knowing if they would have a home when they returned.

When the guerrillas organized the evacuation of the people in the warring area, in the temporary headquarters of the general commander, Yang Ling was also explaining to the quartermaster Sun Chong.

"Arrange for the evacuated people to settle down in nearby villages and towns first, and those who have relatives will join their relatives, and those who have no relatives will be arranged by the troops, and let them come back after the battle."

"The flour mills and rice mills that have just been taken from the devils have allocated some grain to go out, and the people who have withdrawn must not be allowed to go hungry."

"The patriotic squires in the nearby villages and towns must also be mobilized, set up patriotic committees, let them arrange for these evacuated people nearby, and send out the military propaganda team, we must let everyone know that at this moment when the country is ruined, we Chinese must unite and tide over the difficulties together!"

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Yang Ling was talking, and Sun Chong, the quartermaster general, remembered it carefully, and remembered every order carefully.

Although the people were evacuated, Yang Ling did not ignore it, and asked Sun Chong, the quartermaster, to temporarily transfer people to arrange it.

Yang Ling's development speed is really too fast, in just a few months, from a chased guerrilla detachment with nowhere to hide, to today's behemoth.

Their soldiers are easy to recruit, those local residents who are persecuted by devils and cannot survive, those refugees who are poorly clothed and hungry, and those who are scattered by the regular army stragglers.

Their troops expanded to two or three thousand in a short period of time, but in this era when national education was not popular, there was no shortage of soldiers who dared to fight to the death against devils, and he lacked people who could read and write.

In this era, it is not the simplified characters of later generations, but the traditional characters, Yang Ling looks big, not to mention that those people who can't eat enough can have the ability to learn.

In this era, those who were able to go to school were people from well-to-do families, and many of these people were running around the safety of the rear or joining the regular army.

In the planning of the Chongqing Military Commission, although the guerrilla units of Yang Ling and others were also a type of regular troops, they were not attractive enough to attract scholars to join.

When Yang Ling established the Anti-Japanese General Association in Huaiyin, he saw that many villages were armed with self-defense, and they did not even have a single gun, only some kitchen knives, hoes, red tassel guns and other cold weapons.

It is with these cold weapons that the people and little devils behind the enemy have been fighting, and then they have become an inconspicuous cold number among the 30 million casualties.

Now due to the lack of civilian officials who are in charge of themselves, Yang Ling is all about this kind of thing, and Yang Ling is handed over to the Quartermaster Department to do it.

Unlike combat units, which need to train and fight, which affects cultural learning, the personnel of the Quartermaster Service have enough time to attend literacy classes and read and write.

The current phenomenon is that the quartermaster department has become the talent training base of Yang Ling's troops, and those who have come out of the literacy class are soon transferred to various battalions and companies to serve as staff officers or signal soldiers.

As for the fact that they have never gone to a military school, then they will learn while fighting, sum up their experience on the battlefield, and then perform their duties, under difficult conditions, Yang Ling has no way.

Yang Ling had already realized the importance of talent, and when he led the main force of the guerrillas south to attack Gaoyou, Zhang Liechen, the deputy commander who stayed behind, had already begun to recruit civilian officials.

Difficulties are temporary, and Yang Ling believes that as long as he survives this difficult period, there will be bread and milk.

The people of the fighting zone were evacuating, and they were converging into the streets from all over the place, like countless streams merging into a great river, slowly flowing into the darkness in the distance.

Behind them are the raging flames, the black smoke that reaches into the sky and those Chinese soldiers who are hiding in the ruins and fighting devils, inch by inch of mountains and rivers and inch of blood, Chinese soldiers are fighting bloodily, and Chinese soldiers have never flinched.

The faces of the civilians were numb and empty and tear-stained, and after they were taken out of the fighting area by the guerrilla officers and soldiers, the guerrilla officers and soldiers turned around and went into battle.

And now the task of maintaining these evacuated residents falls to some patriots and agents hiding in the city of Gaoyou.

Their cuffs were marked with white cloths, and they spontaneously assisted the troops in evacuating the people, and as time went on, more patriots stood up and took the initiative to assume the responsibility that a Chinese should have.

The people were evacuating, getting farther and farther away from the fighting area, and in the warehouses and factories not far from their evacuation, some officers and soldiers who had come down from the firing line, still smoking, were also gathering.

The logistics department under the Quartermaster Department has temporarily set up a big pot in the back, and the gruel is steaming hot, and the white flour steamed buns are taking shape in a steamer.

The women who had come to help with the fire were also busy, and on this winter night, fine beads of sweat were dripping from their foreheads, but they had smiles on their faces.

Smelling the refreshing smell of white-flour steamed buns, the brothers, who were accustomed to eating multigrain wotou, stretched their necks and waited for the meal to start, and their eyes also glanced at the women.

In the eyes of the officers and soldiers, these busy women are the most beautiful women in the world, and they are willing to use their lives to protect them from being hurt by devils.