Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Feast
Yang Ling quickly took his eyes back from the dazzling slogan, this nation has many disasters and difficulties, and now although it is poor and weak, the mountains and rivers are lost, but there are people who shout bloodily, and there are soldiers who die generously, and the country will not die!
The Chinese nation will definitely stand up its backbone, break out of the cocoon and be reborn, stand again in the east of the world, and become bigger and stronger!
Yang Ling quickly crossed the broken wall with the slogan written on it, and continued to reconnoiter forward with his gun, his eyes wandering among the ruins and ruins, maintaining a high degree of vigilance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The town was dilapidated and quiet, with cold winds whisking and discarded paper, and the streets covered with shattered rubble and discarded objects for people to flee.
Judging from the scattered and discarded objects, the people here fled in a hurry and panicked, and many things were too late to take away, and even a few old wooden tables and benches were placed in a messy manner at the door of a people's house, which should have been taken away but had to be left.
Many of the houses were blown apart by the bombing, but the remaining doors were still locked, and the people who fled may have wanted to wait until the war was over to come back to live.
Yang Ling stopped in front of a house, he heard a dog barking from inside the house, and through the gap in the wooden door, he saw a big black dog being chained in the yard, barking wildly, probably because the owner fled too quickly and forgot to take it away.
Yang Ling raised the butt of the gun and smashed it against the lock of the wooden door, clanging a few times, and soon the iron buckle was smashed down, the door was opened, and the black dog barked even more violently when he saw someone.
Lao Wang Toujin followed Yang Ling into the courtyard, and also saw the black dog with a rope next to the big tree in the corner, and grinned: "There is dog meat to eat tonight." As he spoke, he pulled out the bayonet at his waist and walked over.
Yang Ling did not stop the old king from killing the people's dogs to satisfy their hunger, and they all fled, and they didn't know what year and month they would come back, and they were now hungry, and they could only fill their stomachs first, as for the issue of compensation, let's talk about it alive, and the living can't let the urine suffocate to death.
"Don't be stunned, give me a careful look at the surrounding streets, and bring back everything you eat!" Yang Ling turned his head and commanded the soldiers under his command.
Yang Ling gave an order, they all dispersed with a hula, and began to climb over the wall and smash the door in groups to find food, many houses were blown up by the aerial bombs thrown by the devils, and they could enter directly along the gap, they were naturally unceremonious.
Liu Ming, the deputy of the supplementary regiment, did not stop these hungry soldiers from scavenging for food, in his opinion, Shanghai could not be defended, and it was better to let them eat enough to fight the devils than to let the Japanese devils come to loot in the future.
After Yang Ling finished one after another, he carried a gun along the dilapidated streets and touched the entire Jiangqiao Town, and had a bottom in his heart, the town is not big, only two horizontal and two vertical four streets, the houses are uneven in height and low level, a small number of brick and tile structures, most of them are built of soil, and the gap between the rich and the poor is obvious.
The town was empty, and everyone had fled, and Yang Ling felt very relieved, and it was a good thing that he didn't have to spend their time to evacuate and transfer.
Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, wandered along the street and found out the situation of the town, and their task was to come here to guard the town, and by the way, evacuate and cover the people who had not yet evacuated.
Now that the people have fled, their task has become easy, they only need to hold this town, it is at least four or five hours away from the front line, and the devil will not be able to fight for a while, Liu Ming feels that this guard's errand is good, there is nothing to do and there is no danger, just stay here quietly and wait for the evacuation order.
However, since it was guarding here, it had to be pretended, so the regimental deputy waved his hand to summon the signal soldiers, arranged the defensive positions for each company, and then took the temporary personnel of the regimental headquarters to find a house with no serious damage in the street near the north and set up a temporary regimental headquarters.
Although the supplementary regiment is very small, with a total of only more than 500 people, these people are also from various combat units, but Liu Ming is also a regimental deputy, so he set up the shelf of the regiment headquarters.
The soldiers in charge of collecting food came back one after another, in addition to the yams, some people also found a few pieces of bacon and a jar of rice, plus a dog that was killed before, Yang Ling finally had their dinner.
"Report!" The communications soldier of the supplementary regiment trotted to Yang Ling and saluted.
Yang Ling raised his bronzed face and asked, "Xiao Zhang, what's the matter?"
The signal soldier pointed to the south side of the street: "Company Commander Yang, the regimental deputy asked your second company to guard the street to the south."
Jiangqiao Town has a total of four streets, and they supplement the regiment with one street and one street, but the street on the south side is close to the Suzhou Creek, if the devils come from the river, they will bear the brunt, but since it is the order of Deputy Liu Tuan, Yang Ling naturally agreed to come down and command the soldiers of the second company to move the nest.
The streets to the south were also dilapidated, and the whole street was no more than 30 households, and the devil's bombs were badly blown up, and most of the houses in the center collapsed, and even those that did not collapse became dilapidated houses and could not be camped.
"Go to the houses on the right and put your machine gun in that attic for me." Yang Ling pointed to several houses near Suzhou Creek and said.
After instructing the first platoon, Yang Ling turned to the second platoon leader: "You two platoons go to the intersection in front and defend along the street."
If there are two machine guns, Yang Ling can arrange a diagonal fire net, once the devil comes from the direction of Suzhou Creek, it will definitely not be pleased.
But now they only have one machine gun, so they can only defend each other with three horns, and the machine gun position is in one corner of the triangle, which can be used as fire support for the other two.
The three wanderers were just located at the three points of the triangle, and Yang Ling arranged a few more stragglers between them, and a simple defensive circle was formed.
Yang Ling stayed with the third platoon, and the platoon leader was the old king, but at this moment he was picking up the big black dog that was already naked.
Lao Wangtou used to be the leader of the cooking squad in the Sichuan Army, and although he was a combat platoon commander at the moment, he watched his subordinates clean up the big black dog, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and did it himself.
Yang Ling finally had his leisure, in the past, he fought in the rain of bullets every day, gnawed cakes and slept in muddy trenches, and his nerves were highly tense, but now he was away from the battlefield and relaxed, lying on the plank and falling asleep unconsciously.
"Company commander, company commander, wake up, eat." It was the old Wang Tou who woke Yang Ling up, still rolling up his sleeves, and in the dim light, Yang Ling saw his wrinkled face.
It was already dark outside, Yang Ling took out his pocket watch from his jacket pocket and looked at it, at eight o'clock in the evening, he sat up from the hardwood board, feeling a pain in his shoulder.
The meal has been prepared, a big pot that I don't know where to find is steaming and fragrant, the bacon and dog meat are in a pot, and the pot next to it is boiling rice porridge, everyone is holding broken bowls and lunch boxes and looking at Yang Ling who walked out of the house, waiting for the meal to start.
"Did you send it to the first row and the second row?"
The old king scolded with a smile: "They have eaten now, those rabbit cubs are like wolves, if I hadn't watched them take the pot away-"
Yang Ling was also hungry when he smelled the aroma, and waved his big hand: "Open the meal!"
Large pieces of meat, fragrant porridge, Yang Ling and they ate a hot and full meal this night.