The people of ten miles and eight townships have arrived at the venue of the Jieshou Town Commendation Conference one after another, although the conference has not yet begun, but the whole venue is already crowded with people, looking at a large area of black pressure.

Flags fluttered around the venue, and gongs and drums were noisy inside the venue, and although it was only a commendation ceremony, it was as lively as the New Year.

"The pomp and circumstance of the Northern Jiangsu Corps is quite big, we haven't seen such a big scene for a long time."

On the viewing seat on the side of the rostrum, Major Zhang Qian, who was sent by the military headquarters of the 89th Army, was also stunned when he looked at the lively scene of the people in the arena.

"Alas, it's been a long time since I've seen such a lively scene." Liu Hou, the representative of the Sulu Guerrilla Corps, also sighed and spoke.

Since the little devils entered China, the mountains and rivers have been shattered, the wind is fluttering, the smoke is everywhere, the war is spreading, and the cities and villages and towns that have been in ruins are the most visible to the eye.

Many people have fled to the rear of the Southwest, and in many places in this occupied area, there are ten rooms and nine empty rooms, and there are patches of barren fields, and there are lifeless scenes everywhere.

But now at the head of the world, it is rare to gather so many soldiers and civilians to celebrate the victory together, and the lively scene reminds people of the past.

"I have to say, I still admire Captain Yang, in less than half a year, he has developed a team with inferior equipment to such a point that he has slaughtered the invading little devils, and this battle is very happy." Major Zhang Qian looked at Yang Ling, who was talking with General Zhou Fu, the director of the Political Department, in the distance, and his eyes were also full of admiration.

Liu Hou also nodded, shook his head and sighed constantly: "Who says it's not, if we have a few more commanders in China, Captain Yang, who is decisive in killing, how can we tolerate the rampant arrogance of the little devils......"

Although they are in different units, they are very aware of the corruption of the senior generals of the army, but they have a low status, so what can they do.

Often, the front line is tight, the rear is tight, and the officers and soldiers on the front line are hungry to fight, but the generals in the rear are singing and dancing.

At the beginning, they also joined the army and participated in the war with enthusiasm, hoping to do their part for the country and the nation.

It's a pity that these soldiers are hot-blooded, but the politicians are cold-hearted, although they fought bloodily to kill the enemy, but after all, it was still difficult to change the overall situation, and finally they became disheartened and began to mess around.

"On today's big day, let's not talk about those sad words."

The two were relatively speechless, the more they thought about it, the more depressed they became, and at the same time, they also faintly hoped that Yang Ling, a person who did not play cards according to the rules, could kill more little devils for them.

Before the conference began, the squires and celebrities also gathered together to talk and laugh, and everyone's face was full of smiles, after all, it was a big victory.

The reporters of the newspapers stationed in the Sulu theater who were invited to come were not idle, and kept pressing the shutter and clicking to take pictures of the scenes of the military and civilians celebrating together.

"Director Zhou, Chief Yang, can I take a picture of you?"

Just as Yang Ling was talking with Lieutenant General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department of the War Zone, a crisp female voice sounded next to him.

Yang Ling turned his head to see that a female reporter with short ear-length hair was holding a camera in her hand, looking at them with some apprehension, waiting for their answer.

"Director Zhou, look, for the sake of safety, it's better to forget it......"

Yang Ling wanted to refuse, he just invited reporters to report on the first victory in the industry and hyped up the anti-Japanese war in the occupied area, and he didn't want to show his face, but he still had to ask General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, for his opinion, and tactfully tried to persuade him not to do it.

Because the enemy agents and espionage activities in the occupied areas are rampant, they have no impact, and if the director of the Political Department, Zhou Fu, is targeted by the devil's spies, there will be a great threat to his safety.

But General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, waved his hand with a smile and said: "Captain Yang, you are too careful, this is our Chinese's own land, what are we doing to our freedom, if we really don't even dare to see the newspaper, then doesn't it seem that we are afraid of the Japanese invaders?" ”

"Little girl, which newspaper are you from?" Before Yang Ling could speak, General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, asked the female reporter with short ear-length hair with a smile.

When the female reporter saw Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, say this, a smile bloomed on her face, and she generously stretched out her hand to introduce herself: "Hello sir, I am Su Yan, a reporter who has applied for a reporter station in the Sulu War Zone. ”

"It turned out to be a big reporter who declared, disrespectful and disrespectful."

General Zhou Fu said with an amiable smile, there was no frame as a superior at all, but Yang Ling next to him was also impressed.

"Then please take a picture of us, but I have a small request." Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, added with a smile.

Su Yanqiao asked with a smile, "I don't know what the chief wants?" ”

"My request is also very simple, that is, to take a picture of me and publish it on the front page of the newspaper, I also want to tell those arrogant little devils, others are afraid of them, I am not afraid of them, I am on the front line, if they dare to come, I will kill one, and I will kill two of them-"

After hearing the words of General Zhou Fu, the director of the Political Department, the people around him involuntarily began to applaud, which can be regarded as a war letter to the little devil.

"Sir, I'll definitely convince our editor-in-chief to put you on the front page." Su Yan also patted her chest and reassured.

"Good, good." When Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, heard the answer, he was as happy as a child, and pulled Yang Ling to stand still: "Then please ask Reporter Su to take a better picture for us." ”

Su Yan, the reporter who declared, didn't expect the dignified lieutenant general to be so amiable, and after answering, he hurriedly prepared to shoot Yang Ling and them.

"Click!"

As the spotlight flashed, the group photo of Yang Ling and General Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, was frozen at that moment.

Although Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, had a smile on his face, he was born in Huangpu after all, and he had a tough temperament unique to a soldier between his eyebrows.

And Yang Ling completely rushed out of the bloody battlefield countless times, his body stood there like a benchmark, but his fierce gaze was like a knife, which was daunting.

"Reporter Su, our Sulu Theater is preparing to establish the "Formation Daily", and I will ask you reporters and friends to give us more advice in the future." After the filming was completed, Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, said with a smile.

"Director Zhou, you are too polite, if there is anything you need to serve, you can just give me an order." Reporter Su Yan bowed her head slightly and replied politely.

"Captain Yang, can I interview you individually?"

Soon, reporter Su Yan set her eyes on Yang Ling and asked tentatively, because she was still quite interested in Yang Ling.

"I'm sorry, Reporter Su, this conference is about to start, let's talk about the interview later." Yang Ling has never been good at dealing with these interviews and the like, so he directly excused himself.

"Then it's settled, I'll interview you when the conference is over." But reporter Su Yan was unrelenting, which made Yang Ling quite a headache.