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The town of Jiangqiao, with its blue bricks, gray tiles and white walls, is hidden on the side of a bamboo forest, which is still full of green in late autumn, and is like a green jade inlaid on the north bank of Suzhou Creek compared to the yellow reeds and brown dead branches and leaves around it.

The makeshift supplementary regiment went straight along the mud path to Jiangqiao Town, and the ranks of hundreds of people were sparsely stretched, and the soldiers trotted and panted, and their ragged and worn uniforms made them look embarrassed and pitiful.

In the direction behind them, the rumbling cannons continued, and from time to time huge mushroom clouds were clearly visible, and the devil troops had already attacked the outskirts of Dachang Town, and the defenders were fighting hard.

Liu Ming, deputy of the supplementary group, was panting heavily, and the hot breath exhaled from his mouth made his eyes foggy and blurry, and he had to stop and pull up the corners of his clothes to wipe them, and then he regained his clarity.

He turned his head to look at the long queue, raised his voice and urged, "Fuck fast!" I haven't eaten yet! ”

"Regiment Lieutenant, I ran out of food yesterday, where did I get food...... "The tired and tired soldier replied weakly, his steps swaying, as if he might fall at any moment.

The Songhu battlefield has gathered 700,000 Chinese defenders, facing huge logistical pressure, even the front-line combat troops can only ensure that they have food, not necessarily full, not to mention those who have been defeated and withdrawn, many of them have not had rice grains in their teeth for a long time.

Seeing the weak team, Liu Ming shouted at Jiangqiao Town, which was vaguely revealing the outline in front of him: "Fuck it up, there must be food in the town in front!" First come, first served! ”

Liu Ming was so encouraged, the procrastinating team finally sped up, and now the number of the supplementary regiment was only four companies that were not satisfied, and they all rushed towards the town, for fear that the food would be robbed by the rest of the companies.

Yang Ling's more than 150 people from the second company that they temporarily reorganized ate the stored grain that Yang Ling had managed to accumulate, and at this moment it was better than the rest of the friendly companies that were hungry with their chests and backs, but after marching for so many hours, some of them also had weak legs.

The road is not like the mud and green cement hardened in later generations, but a potholed mud road, and the feet are painful when they step on it, and many soldiers' feet are blistered, and they will stumble and fall if they are not careful, which is really difficult to walk.

Yang Ling carried a 38 rifle on his shoulder, and the butt of the rifle hit the cowhide belt around his waist, but he was wearing rubber shoes with non-slip spikes that were pulled from the devil's feet, and he was also walking like flying, and he left the team far behind after running for a while.

"Damn, the one surnamed Yang has been beaten with chicken blood! Run so fast! Seeing Yang Ling rushing forward from afar, Qin Feng, the commander of the first company, panted and shouted to the company behind him: "Fuck me and run faster, otherwise the food will be robbed by the second company!" As he spoke, he chased forward with all his strength.

Although Li Tiezhu, the commander of the third company, looked thin, hungry and tired, he couldn't care so much at the moment, if he went late, let alone food, he knew that he didn't have any hair, so he was gritting his teeth and running, and his face was full of smoke and dust.

The soldiers of the four companies were all running towards the town, snorting and panting, but they still gritted their teeth and did not dare to stop, looking like hungry wolves, desperate to eat.

In fact, they are really afraid of the days of hunger, and they have no strength in their stomachs, whether they fight with the devil with bayonets or run for their lives.

They are all people who crawled out of the pile of corpses, they know the importance of food, they clearly remember that many comrades-in-arms fought with devils because they were hungry because they didn't eat, and they had no strength, and several people hugged the devils to fight, and in the end they were killed by the devils, in short, one word is miserable.

They were all hungry and afraid, even if they were tired to death, they had to rush into the town to get some food to cushion their stomachs, because if they didn't eat again, let alone fight, they would lie down first.

Yang Ling ran at the front, getting closer and closer to Jiangqiao Town, and took off the 38 rifle on his shoulder and held it in his hand as he ran.

Although it is said that this Jiangqiao Town is still a distance from the front line, it is close to the Suzhou Creek, and it is difficult to say whether there is any danger.

Looking at Jiangqiao Town from a distance, it is also a quiet and peaceful beautiful Jiangnan town, but the closer you go, the more you can get a glimpse of the whole picture, depressed and dilapidated.

The streets at the front of the town looked empty and inactive, the dirt road was littered with discarded things, and the paper on the walls was rustling in the wind.

Yang Ling pulled the bolt of the gun with a bang, and the cat leaned against the wall of the street and touched the street, wanting to investigate first.

The rest of the companies of the supplementary regiment also rushed to the outskirts of the town, and they did not rush in, although it was important to find food, but it would not be worth it if they were shot and killed, so they lined up in two and slipped along the corners on both sides of the street to touch the town.

Jiangqiao Town was originally stationed with a regiment of the Northwest Army, but the front was tight and was transferred, until now Liu Ming came here with a supplementary regiment to pick up the defense and evacuate the nearby people by the way.

Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, also belonged to the duck shelf, he was just a battalion deputy before, the front line was tight, and there were no soldiers to send, so he could only let him reorganize the soldiers who had broken down, and formed a temporary supplementary regiment to pull over, and he didn't know anything about the situation here.

"Damn, everyone is running out, eating shit." The commander of the first company held a short gun in his hand, looked at the empty town in front of him, and made a commotion with dissatisfaction.

The townspeople were indeed empty, the debris scattered in the streets was blown by the wind, and some large brushes could barely be seen on the collapsed ruins of the aerial bombs.

"Hit Japanese imperialism! Don't be a slave to the country! The big white characters were printed on the broken walls, crooked and untidy, but they were particularly dazzling, making Yang Ling's mood surge.

Yang Ling used to often see those parades shouting to protect the family and defend the country in the film and television dramas of later generations, as well as those big-character posters plastered all over the street, but when he was on the scene, especially after experiencing a brutal battle, he saw these slogans to protect the family and defend the country, and there were some tears in his eyes.

The so-called needle does not pierce your body, you never know how painful it is, you have experienced the bloody battlefield, and you have seen your comrades go to death one after another.

Seeing these slogans written on the wall, Yang Ling seemed to see those Chinese people who stood under the big characters and raised their arms and shouted, the country was poor and weak, the Japanese were hideous, seeing the mountains and rivers falling, for the nation and for the country, these people ran and shouted, that was from the soul of the deafening voice, that was the unyielding struggle of this poor and weak nation!

It is precisely because of a sentence that I am unwilling to be a slave to the country! Countless people stood up and ran and shouted to wake up the people, rushed to the battlefield, defended the country with their flesh and blood, and played the strongest voice of the Chinese nation in this era!