The devil's grain collection team tossed vigorously in various villages, making the people's resentment boiling, and this situation quickly spread to the hidden camp of the Yangjiawan guerrillas.

"Sir, those grain collection teams are really inferior to animals, they have robbed the villagers of all their food, and they didn't even let go of the cattle that ploughed the land, and they all took them away."

In the headquarters of the guerrilla detachment in Yangjiawan, Liang Xiaoshan, a guerrilla who had hurried back from outside, gasped for breath and reported to Yang Ling with righteous indignation.

After Yang Ling's investigation, Liang Xiaoshan and his local guerrillas were successively sent out by Yang Ling to investigate the movements of the devils, and they happened to encounter the devils collecting grain, so they hurriedly came back to report the news to Yang Ling.

At present, Yang Ling's intelligence network in this area has not yet been established, and they can only rely on these guerrillas who are familiar with the local situation to go out to investigate.

"How many people in the devil's food conscription team know?"

Yang Ling poured a glass of water for Liang Xiaoshan, who was sweating all over his head, and asked with a solemn face.

Liang Xiaoshan replied: "The number of people in each grain collection team is about the same, led by the people of the maintenance association, there are puppet soldiers and devils, but the number is only twenty or thirty. ”

Hearing that the number of the devil's food collection team was so small, the deputy detachment leader slammed his fist on the table, and said angrily: "Chief Yang, let's beat the fuck!" ”

"Rest easy." Yang Ling was not in a hurry, and continued to ask Liang Xiaoshan: "Did I ask you to inquire about the devil forces in Qinghe Town?" ”

"I inquired clearly, there are only more than 50 devils and more than 500 puppet soldiers in Qinghe Town, and the leader is called Sadao Kasai......

"Well, you've worked hard, let's go down and rest first."

After some careful inquiry, Yang Ling sent Liang Xiaoshan down to rest.

"Sir, you must help the villagers." Liang Xiaoshan, as a local, couldn't swallow the evil breath when he saw the people being bullied like this.

"Don't worry, we're not going to sit idly by this time." Yang Ling patted Liang Xiaoshan's shoulder and said.

When Liang Xiaoshan walked out of the gate of the detachment headquarters with confidence, Yang Ling returned to his seat and sat down, taking the newly drawn simple map of the vicinity of Qinghe Town and looking at it.

Compared to the one-fifty-thousandth map they had carried, this simple map drawn by the guerrilla scouts these days was much clearer.

"Chief Yang, we've been here for a while, and now the little devils are grabbing food everywhere, let's gather our brothers and go out to fight!"

Seeing Yang Ling sitting there unhurriedly studying the map, Zhang Lieguo, the deputy detachment leader, was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and couldn't wait to go out to fight the little devils.

These days, his injuries have also healed, but the thought that he almost died under the devil's gun makes him panic.

"What's the hurry, didn't Liang Xiaoshan say it, the devil's grain collection team is still in the villages, and the grain hasn't been transported away yet, we still have time." The more Yang Ling came to this time, the more calm and calm he became.

After all, they are now behind enemy lines, although they have to fight devils and leave food for the common people, but how to fight and how to get out after fighting must be thoughtful.

Now that the guerrillas have finally recovered some of their strength, if they want to fight, they must win the battle, and they must be the kind that is crisp and neat.

In the face of the devils on the frontal battlefield, in order to cover the transfer of the common people and the retreat of the factory school, they had to fight to the death and bloody battles with the little devils on many battlefields.

But now it is different, they are in the dark, and the devils are in the light, how to fight can not only effectively eliminate the devils, but also protect themselves to achieve the purpose of the battle, which tests the commander's command ability.

Seeing that Yang Ling was not in a hurry, Zhang Lieguo, who was anxious, had no choice but to sit down and watch where Yang Ling lowered his head to study the map.

It wasn't until Zhang Lieguo's patience was about to run out that Yang Ling put away the map, raised his head and ordered, "Let the commanders of each company come over for a meeting." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Lieguo, the deputy detachment leader, didn't even think about it, and ran straight to inform himself.

Looking at Zhang Lieguo, who couldn't wait, Yang Ling also smiled bitterly.

Yang Ling's guerrilla detachment of the third detachment has greatly improved the combat effectiveness of the brothers in the past few days, and Yang Ling sent the reconnaissance brothers to disguise themselves as civilians to reconnoiter the enemy's situation, just to fight a battle.

After all, no matter how well they train on the training ground, they must also withstand the test of actual combat, and only the troops that have really been tempered by the fire of war will truly mature and become strong.

Originally, Yang Ling wanted to knock out the strongholds of some devils and replenish the food and ammunition that their third guerrilla detachment lacked, but now that he had nowhere to find his iron shoes, it took no effort to get them.

Now that the little devils' food collection teams are operating in various villages, it is much easier to eliminate them than to risk going to the stronghold forts guarded by the devils.

Soon, the officers of the companies of the 3rd Guerrilla Detachment gathered at the headquarters of the detachment, and when they heard that they were going out to fight, every one of them became excited.

"Hahaha, damn it, I'm about to suffocate Lao Tzu these days, I must cut a few more little devils this time!"

"Sir, whether it's a cannon tower or Qinghe Town, our company is willing to be a pioneer!"

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The officers are all eager to try, the so-called is to raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, they have been training for so long, and they have long wanted to find devils to practice their hands.

However, Yang Ling has always adhered to a cautious attitude, and did not attack rashly, making the brothers uncomfortable.

"This time, we will neither go out to fight Qinghe Town, nor go to fight the artillery tower, now the devil's grain collection team is collecting grain in various villages, so we will fight the grain collection team." Yang Ling gave the task of fighting.

Fighting these grain conscription teams can not only destroy the enemy, but also keep the people's food and leave a good impression on the local people, so this is also a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

"Sir, give orders to beat you as you want, and we'll listen to you." Wu Changqing, the commander of the second company, said.

Yang Ling looked at the officers who were enthusiastic about the battle, and he was also very satisfied, and he had confidence in the victory of this sortie.

"This time, our two combat companies all attacked, and I and Deputy Detachment Leader Zhang each led a company to eliminate the devil's grain collection team in Zhangjiaji, Xiaowangzhuang and other nearby villages respectively......"

Yang Ling did not pour out of the nest, but only let the combat company attack, so as to avoid the target being too large, and secondly, the number of people was small, and it was also convenient to fight flexibly.

"Staff Officer Lei, Wang Dongming, you lead the rest of the people to stay in the camp."

Although Lei Xiong and the others also wanted to go out with them, but with Yang Ling's order, they had to hang their heads and stay to watch their homes.

After Yang Ling made all the arrangements, soon more than 300 brothers from the two combat companies left the camp in Yangjiawan with dry food, weapons and ammunition, and went straight to the goal.