The veterans wore shining medals on their chests, an honor that belonged to them, and in exchange for their lives, many had eyes that were a little red and sparkling.

The solemn recruits saw the veterans standing in front of them with their heads held high, some were envious and some were jealous, and more were clenched tightly with their fists, eager to fight bravely to kill the enemy, and to be able or such a supreme glory.

"Killing the enemy on the battlefield, the honor belongs to their surviving brothers, to those brothers who died lying on the battlefield, and to every soldier who defends his home and country!" Zhou Zhidao's face was serious, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, the ferocious devils want to destroy my country and my race, we, as soldiers, will go forward and fight bravely! Dead are martyrs! Life is a hero, I hope that each of you is ready to die for your country at any time and fight the little devil to the end! ”

The recruits were inspired, almost gritting their teeth and shouting: "Fight to the end!" Fight to the end! ”

Seeing these officers and soldiers raising their arms and shouting, the onlookers were in tears, and it was these brave soldiers who stood in front of them and went forward one after another, so that they were happy to live a stable life.

Zhou Zhidao also stopped his speech when he saw the excited brothers, and turned to Yang Ling: "Head Yang, you can say a few words, and then let's go." ”

"Yes!" Yang Ling stepped forward and stepped forward.

"Brothers, the friendly brothers in front of us have been fighting with the devils in Mahuiling for a few days and nights, now it's time for us to go, are you afraid?!" Yang Ling's sharp gaze swept the audience and asked coldly.

"Don't be afraid!" Whether it is a veteran or a new soldier, he is not afraid at this moment, and an earth-shattering roar comes out of his throat.

Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction: "It is worthy of my Yang Ling's soldiers, there is a kind!" It's a man! ”

"Our regiment fought in the last battle to make the devil Maruyama Brigade cry dad and mother, sacrificed more than a thousand brothers, and played the prestige of the sharp knife troops, and now we are strong again, I hope this time you will not live up to the name of our sharp knife troops! Let the little devils taste the power of our sharp knives! ”

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

Seeing the brothers with high fighting spirits, Yang Ling didn't have any extra nonsense, and directly gave the order: "Go!" ”

Lu Xing, the commander of the first battalion, ran to the front of his team with a straight face, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Attention all the battalions, turn left!" Two columns, go! ”

"Attention of the 2nd Battalion, turn left!"

"All three battalions obey the order, turn left!"

The officers' orders sounded one after another, and the heavily armed brothers, guided by the fluttering flags, marched in two columns to the front line of Mahuiling.

Seeing the orderly start of the troops, the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao was very satisfied, praised Yang Ling and said: "I didn't expect you to fight well, and you also have a set of training troops, and in just a few days, a group of recruits will be trained like howling tigers and wolves, which is really a pillar of the country." ”

Yang Linggang was unexpectedly promoted and won the Baoding Medal, and he was also very grateful for Zhou Zhidao's kindness, and said modestly: "I know how to train soldiers, and they are all well guided." ”

Zhou Zhidao received such a compliment from Yang Ling, his tense face also eased, and he instructed: "This time the devil is coming over, and the front line of Mahuiling is fighting hard, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

Yang Ling stepped forward and said: "Don't worry, I am ready to die at any time, as long as there is still one person in our regiment, the little devil will not want to take a step forward." ”

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words, you go up first, I'll go to the 302nd regiment to have a look, and then take the main force up."

"Yes!" Yang Ling sideways got out of the way, and Zhou Zhidao, escorted by a group of guards, went straight to the station of the 302nd Regiment.

The brothers were encouraged by Zhou Zhidao's patriotic speech, and saw the veterans awarded medals, and at this moment their emotions were high, and they strode forward with great strides, and the whole team was murderous, eager to fly to the battlefield immediately to fight with the little devils.

When the onlookers saw the procession set out, they rushed to the side of the road and saw these mighty brothers stuffing hard-boiled eggs and newly made cloth shoes into the hands of the brothers.

These days, Yang Ling and they are stationed here with strict military discipline, and they have not committed any crimes in autumn, which has been unanimously praised by the villagers.

"Take it on the road, don't go hungry."

Although the villagers' houses were bombed by the devil's plane, they still stuffed the brothers with the only food they had, not wanting them to go hungry and fight.

"Auntie, our troops have dry food, so you can keep the cakes." Seeing the eldest lady who no longer had a family stuffing food into herself, some brothers had sour noses.

The eldest lady stubbornly stuffed the cake into the hands of the brothers: "The eldest mother still has it, you can take it." ”

There were also barefoot children running and jumping with the procession, looking at the brothers who were carrying guns to the front, and they said in childish voices: "Uncle, when will you come back and continue to play with us?" ”

The brothers looked at the young children and replied with doting faces: "We will come back when we have finished beating the devils." ”

"Why do you want to beat the little devils?"

"Because they're bad guys."

The simple-minded children also said: "When we grow up, we will also fight devils and bad guys." ”

The villagers crowded on the side of the road, watching the procession to the front line with teary eyes, and in the face of the eager gaze of these villagers, the brothers couldn't help but feel heavy on their shoulders, straightened their waists, and strode towards the battlefield.

Bidding farewell to the villagers who were reluctant to say goodbye, the brothers did not hesitate to step into the battlefield of Mahuiling, which was filled with gunsmoke.

Before they arrived at the battlefield, the brothers already felt the atmosphere of the battlefield, and the choking smoke wafting through the air lasted for a long time, like a gloomy dark cloud over the Mahuiling area.

Both sides of the road were littered with bombed, carriage packages and burning houses, and printed slogans could be faintly seen on the blackened walls: "Down with Japanese imperialism, swear to die and not be a slave to the country......

After the rain, the road was wet and full of mud, and the sun hidden behind the clouds made the air hot and humid, and the friendly officers and soldiers in ragged clothes and looked languid rested on the side of the road in twos and threes, and their dirty clothes smelled sour.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! "The drivers of several cars full of wounded people honked their horns vigorously, and the wheels spun and mud splattered.

There was a commotion in the procession, and they hurriedly got out of the way to the side of the road, watching the car speed by, and through the shaking curtain, they could see a blur of flesh and blood inside, and the blood had flowed out, spilling a blood belt.

"Woo ang—"

A piercing whistling sound sounded into the sky, and several devil planes suddenly emerged from outside the mountain range, roaring and swooping down.

The recruits who went to the front line suddenly panicked, running around like headless flies, but the veterans were calm and calm, shouting: "Get off the road and hide in the grass!" ”

Although the recruits were fully armed and looked majestic and high-spirited, they were still a group of recruits who had been in the army for less than a few weeks, and they threw themselves into the grass and ditches on the side of the road.

But the devil's plane was not coming at them this time, it flew over the heads of the recruits lying on the ground with a strong wind at low altitude, and went straight to the car that was transporting the wounded soldiers on the road.

"Boom—"

The car transporting the wounded soldiers was swept by a barrage of bullets, and a large mist of blood was splashed, and the speeding car was planted in the ditch, and was soon blown into a ball of fire by the bombs dropped by the devils.