The chaotic situation became more and more chaotic with the passage of time, the battle on the front line was fierce, and the remnants and defeated troops were withdrawn in a steady stream, and the atmosphere was tense and panicked. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

All of them were ragged and tired, in groups of three or five, the wounded supported each other, many troops were defeated before they withdrew, the organization was completely disorganized, some companies were still blocked in Dachang Town, and some battalions and companies had already driven to the north bank of the Suzhou Creek, and they could not take care of each other.

Yang Ling and the others had recovered a lot of physical strength because they had rested for one night, relieved some of their fatigue, and the faces of the remnants of the soldiers had also recovered a lot of spiritual energy.

"Old Wangtou, everyone is hungry, you will give the dry food to the big guys." Yang Ling walked around outside, and after finding out the situation, he walked back and instructed the old king.

After the old king answered, he unloaded the canvas bag he kept from his body and opened it in front of him, which contained dry food scavenged from the corpse of the devil.

The dry food of the devil soldiers is very rich, there are all kinds of canned rice and biscuits, and a few canvas wrapped bulging ones, but the old Wang Tou has been the cooking squad leader for a long time, and he is a careful person.

Each remnant could only receive a few biscuits, and only five people could eat a can, which was not enough for a hungry remnant.

"Lao Wang, squad leader, can you divide a little more, this is gone before it tastes, and my stomach is still empty." After someone devoured his share, he immediately set his eyes on the old king.

The old king scolded angrily: "Who let your kid eat so fast, there are so many people for everyone, wait for the next meal."

When the soldier heard the old king's words, his face suddenly fell, and he felt his empty belly and felt worried.

Lao Wang looked at the dejected soldier and said with a smile: "If you kid wants to not be hungry, I'll help you think of a way."

He pointed to the pond not far away: "You go over there and get two pots of water, drink them to make sure your stomach is full."

"Then I'll drink the northwest wind—" The surrounding soldiers let out a burst of laughter, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Although Yang Ling and his remnants of the army were unable to eat enough because they had scavenged some dry food on the corpse of the devil in advance, they were not left without food, but the rest of the troops who had withdrawn could not be so lucky, and they could only drink water when they were hungry, but drinking water was not enough to starve, and their physical strength was greatly reduced.

Yang Ling and the others ate well, but the more than twenty Gui soldiers who stayed not far from them could only look at them with their eyes blank and swallow saliva in their throats.

They had all received a small bag of dried steamed buns last night, but they had already gobbled them up, and now they saw the friendly troops eating dry food with laughter, and their stomachs rumbled uncontrollably.

"Old Wang, bring some food for the brothers over there." Yang Ling's eyes glanced at the Gui soldiers who were looking at them, and he retracted his gaze and commanded the old king.

These Gui soldiers had also fought side by side with them in the same trench, and although they had now parted ways with them because of Li Tiezhu, they were sad to see them starving.

The old king took a canvas bag of dry food and walked straight over: "Brothers, come, eat."

Those Guijun soldiers were already so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, and when they saw the old king taking the food, they immediately rushed up excitedly, and they were about to rob it, and they were grateful in their hearts.

"Sit back for Lao Tzu!" Li Tiezhu stood up with a dark face and shouted coldly at the soldiers of the Gui Army who were robbing the food.

After being snorted by Li Tiezhu like this, the soldiers of the Gui Army, who were full of joy, were like eggplants beaten by frost, their eyes reluctantly moved away from the food, and they returned to their places and sat down.

Li Tiezhu walked up to the old king with a dark face, raised his face and said, "We don't eat the dry food of the deserters, let's take it back-"

When the old king heard this, he immediately lowered his face, what do you mean? We kindly sent you food, but you didn't thank you and said that we were deserters, and he angrily grabbed the canvas bag full of dry food and turned around and left, Lao Tzu just threw it away and didn't give it to you.

When he was in Dingjiaqiao, the troops were scattered at night, and Li Tiezhu, who had a tendon in his head, had to fight back to die, and was tied up and withdrawn by Yang Ling.

In fact, Yang Ling also had suffering in his heart, he also wanted to resist, and he also wanted to protect his family and defend the country, but the situation at night was very complicated, Dingjiaqiao was surrounded by devils on three sides, and they finally broke through, and there were dozens of routs around them, and if they went back, they would be sent to death.

Yang Ling was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to follow his brother's senseless sacrifice and meaningless sacrifice, so he withdrew and prepared to go to the second-line position to collect the rout and defend again.

However, the defense of the second-line position was also unsuccessful, because the order to retreat was issued from above, and they could only retreat all the way here, and the second-line position was handed over to the troops of the First Army.

Regarding the resentment in Li Tiezhu's heart, Yang Ling was very clear, not just because of his unilateral reasons, but because they rushed to the battlefield with high morale, preparing to defend their families and defend the country and establish meritorious deeds.

But he was defeated in less than three days after he was pulled into the battlefield, and the gap between ideals and cruel reality made Li Tiezhu, a young platoon commander, difficult to accept for a while, and it was normal for Yang Ling to understand him very well.

Regarding Li Tiezhu's thinking that they were deserters, Yang Ling didn't want to explain and didn't bother to explain, whether it was a deserter or not was not Li Tiezhu's final say, they were also fighting devils, from Wusongkou to Yunzaobang.

The people around them have changed one stubble after another, and the unit they are in has collapsed again and again, and the whole thing is pulled up, and then the whole thing is mutilated and then disabled, this is a vicious circle, he is just an ordinary person and can't do anything, he also wants to live, the so-called deserters are left to future generations to comment.

"We have died so many brothers, we finally broke through, we also saved their lives, but instead became what they call deserters, isn't this revenge, Lao Tzu can't figure it out......" After the old king came back, he sat on the ground with his butt and sulked in his mouth.

Yang Ling patted the puffing old king's head, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

The situation on the battlefield deteriorated, they retreated again and again, and all the soldiers had pent-up resentment in their hearts, and they all urgently needed to vent, perhaps only by fighting devils could they feel better.

Li Tiezhu angrily left the old king who delivered food, turned around and scolded the soldiers of the Gui Army behind him: "All the things that have no interest, they can't walk when they see the food!" Let's have backbone! You are not ashamed to eat the things of deserters......"

"Platoon commander, but I'......m hungry," a soldier whispered.

"Rice bucket! I know how to eat, I didn't see you so brave when I was fighting! ”

Li Tiezhu was scolding, and the soldiers of the Gui army were all drooping their heads and not speaking, their stomachs growling.

Li Tiezhu may have been tired of scolding, and when he saw the ragged and hungry soldiers, he finally waved his hand weakly: "I'll stay here honestly."

After finishing speaking, he beckoned the two soldiers to leave, ready to find something to eat, people are iron rice is steel and don't eat hungry panic, Li Tiezhu doesn't want to be soft in front of Yang Ling, so he doesn't eat their food, but if he doesn't eat, he has no strength, he can't march and fight, so he can only find it himself.

But he led people to look around for a long time but couldn't find any food, and the supply point where they distributed dried steamed buns last night had been bombed by the devil's plane, and the people died, and the stored food was gone.

At present, the logistics support system of the National Revolutionary Army is not perfect, and now that nearly 700,000 troops are gathered on this battlefield, it is common for them to eat the last meal without the next, and finally Li Tiezhu has to accept the reality of being hungry.