There are many hilly jungles in the Minshan area, and the rugged and muddy mountain roads make the lightly armed and hurried Yang Ling miserable, and they almost become muddy people when they climb the slopes all the way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Quick! Speed up! ”

Yang Ling knew that the military situation was urgent, and he kept urging the panting brothers to speed up the march all the way.

Although the nearly 700 brothers of the 3rd Battalion had undergone a month of intensive training in mountain marching, they were still tired and out of breath at the moment.

In particular, the machine gun crews in the infantry companies soon couldn't keep up with the ranks, and the rapid march carrying nearly 20 pounds of Czech light machine guns almost killed the machine gunners.

"The regimental deputy, the brothers of the machine gun team and the ammunition platoon can't keep up, why don't we take a break."

The deputy battalion commander Lao Smoking Gun also noticed the backward machine guns and ammunition, and quickly caught up with Yang Ling to ask for Yang Ling's opinion.

"The situation ahead is urgent, and the team can't stop." Yang Ling did not hesitate to reject the old smoking gun's proposal.

However, the machine gun crews and ammunition platoons of each infantry company are an important part of ensuring the output and continuity of firepower, and if they are left behind, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

Yang Ling waved his hand and said: "Let each company send people to take turns to carry machine guns and ammunition boxes, and no one can be left behind!" ”

Compared with the lack of ammunition on the battlefield in the past, the Military Commission is also rare and generous.

Each of their brethren received at least 200 rounds of rifle ammunition, and the rest of the various types of ammunition were quite a blessing, but in the face of such a rapid march became a burden.

Under Yang Ling's orders, the brothers took turns to help carry ammunition boxes and light machine guns, and the speed of the team finally did not slow down.

However, as soon as a problem was solved, new problems followed, and groups of Sichuan army brothers who had been defeated from the Minshan position crowded the road, making the originally narrow and slippery mountain road suddenly blocked.

"What's going on up ahead?!" Yang Ling, who was in a hurry, watched the rushing team suddenly stop, and hurriedly asked the front with his throat.

"The regimental deputy ... Regimental deputy, the road ahead is blocked-"

Yang Ling immediately squeezed to the front, watching as a large group of Sichuan Army brothers with cannon fodder and blood stains on their faces were swarming down, just blocking the way of the team.

The march in this mountainous region is no better than that of the plains, and this road is just like this, where two teams meet in the middle of the road, carrying weapons and equipment, and the sides are either steep slopes or cliffs, where they are staggered.

These Sichuan troops were all reorganized by local security forces, and in the face of the fierce Japanese Ninth Division, they could not parry at all, and the opponent scattered them with a charge.

Facing the defeated and retreating Sichuan army that was messily crowded on the road, Yang Ling ordered loudly: "You get out of the way, let's go first!" ”

However, these Sichuan army troops were in a chaotic manner, the establishment had been disrupted, Yang Ling's orders did not work at all, some people retreated, and those behind were still squeezing this way.

"Bang!"

Yang Ling had no choice but to pull out the shell gun on his waist and shoot at the sky, so that the chaotic situation could be controlled.

"Let your chief come out and speak!" Yang Ling shouted murderously.

"Our battalion commander is dead......"

"Now the highest-ranking one stands up and speaks-"

These defeated Sichuan army brothers were also suppressed when they saw Yang Ling's fierce appearance, and soon a major with a blood-soaked bandage around his neck squeezed in front of Yang Ling.

"I am Yang Ling, deputy commander of the 301st Regiment of the 74th Army, my unit was ordered to rush to the aid of Minshan to block the Japanese army, the military situation is urgent, you quickly ask your brothers to get out of the way." Yang Ling didn't wait for the major of the Sichuan Army to speak, and opened his mouth in a commanding tone.

The major's face showed a look of embarrassment: "Chief Yang, we also want to get out of the way, but you see that this road is so narrow, if we let it, we will roll down the mountain." ”

Yang Ling knew that this major was telling the truth, but now there was no room for delay, they had to go up for reinforcements.

Yang Ling thought for a while, looked at the bloodstained major and said, "Brother, do you want to recapture the position-"

The major was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Why don't you want to, we didn't come to be deserters when we traveled thousands of miles to Sichuan to resist the war, but we have run out of weapons and ammunition, there are so many devils, we can't fight it, and we can only die in vain when we go back." ”

Yang Ling had a bottom in his heart: "I'll give you ammunition, is there a kind of killing back with us!" ”

"Chief Yang, are you really giving us ammunition?" The major looked suspicious, their Sichuan army was poorly equipped, and if they had ammunition, they would be afraid of any devils.

"You just answer me, do you dare to rush back?!"

The major looked at Yang Ling as if he was telling a lie, his blood was stirring in his bones, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Lao Tzu is afraid that if he dies, he won't go out of Sichuan!" ”

"Okay, now let your brother turn around, and let's kill it together!" Yang Ling looked at this major, who was also a bloody man, and ordered.

This major of the Sichuan army is also a bloody man, he raised the shell gun in his hand and shouted: "Brothers of the Sichuan army! Chairman Liu's last words! The devil will not leave the country for a day, and the Sichuan army will not return to his hometown for a day! We are not a bastard! Follow the brothers of the Seventy-fourth Army and kill back! ”

"Kill back... Don't be a bad breed! ”

"Go back! Go back and reclaim your ground! ”

The brothers of the Sichuan army who were crowded on the road, encouraged by the major, made a noise one after another, turned around and went in the direction of Minshan.

"These Sichuan Yankees are really kind!"

The brothers of the third battalion were originally full of disdain when they saw these routed Sichuan soldiers dressed in tatters, but when they saw that they were going to kill them back with them, their opinion of them suddenly changed a lot.

......

Yang Ling and the others hurried and finally arrived at the front line of Minshan at one o'clock in the afternoon, and they heard the sound of gunfire like bursting beans and deafening cannons in the distance.

The air was filled with dry heat, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and the strong smell of blood made the sweat-soaked brothers feel the tension of the battlefield.

In the grass on both sides of the muddy road, under the big trees, lay wounded soldiers with missing arms and legs, their distorted faces full of pain and wailing.

The brothers of the third battalion of newly reinforced soldiers hurriedly ran past these dying seriously wounded with guns on their backs, and their faces tensed as they looked at their bloody bodies.

"Stop advancing, stay there and wait for orders—"

Yang Ling waved his hand behind him five or six hundred meters away from the battlefield, and the brothers stopped.

Captain Company Commander Wang Huzi held a shell gun in his hand, quickly lay down behind a tree trunk with the thickness of a forearm, and poked out half of his head to observe the situation in front of him.

Behind him, a company of brothers all scattered behind the weeds and stones on the side of the road, heavy breathing and the clattering of rifle butts.

Yang Ling, the deputy commander of the regiment, had already trotted forward with a few guards, preparing to contact the 302nd Regiment to inquire about the battlefield situation.

Wang Huzi and they were in a hurry all the way, and the sweat had soaked their clothes, and they were sticky on their backs at the moment, and he couldn't care so much.

His gaze looked over the hillside in front of him at the fierce gunfire and the fact that he had crawled out of the pile of dead men several times and still gasped.

On the small hill hundreds of meters ahead, the shells that flew from nowhere smashed on it, and the deafening explosion kicked up the flames and smoke that soared into the sky, and the whole small hill was like a small boat in a storm, trembling violently and could capsize at any time.

He saw the guns and bodies tossed into the air in the flames of the explosion, falling apart.

The entire hill had been swept away by the rain of bullets and explosions, and only a few smoking stumps stood bare, and the blood-red and fluffy earth was covered with stump limbs.

A raging barrage of fire chains shrouded the hillside, and waves of devil soldiers wearing cold steel helmets were rushing up from the other side with bayonet 38 rifles......