On the Northern Front battlefield, the streets of Baoying City were covered with black smoke and blood stains, and those riddled with bullet craters silently told the intensity of the battle.
Sporadic gunshots still occasionally sounded around Baoying City, and from time to time, groups of guerrilla officers and soldiers would come back from the wilderness carrying captured guns and dragging bloody corpses.
Search companies sent by each battalion searched for remnants of enemies in the hills and woods outside the city, and exchanged fire with lone Japanese soldiers from time to time.
The combat effectiveness of the Japanese troops was strong, and although the lone Japanese skirmishers also performed very fiercely, they soon turned into corpses in the face of the encirclement and suppression by the search company.
There is no doubt about the victory of Baoying City. Martial law has been instituted in the city. Officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps, armed with live ammunition, are guarding the streets and intersections. Teams of brothers begin to search for hidden enemies from house to house.
Many of the traitors who had defected to the Japanese were hiding in their homes shivering. The attack of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps was beyond everyone's expectations.
In just one night, everything changed in Baoying. Baoying's Japs and puppet troops were wiped out, and the murderous officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps were everywhere.
"I am not a traitor, I was forced to do so."
"Spare me, I will never dare to be a traitor again."
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When the officers and soldiers of the Jiangsu Northern Corps were searching house-to-house for remnant enemies in the city, they found traitors one by one based on the lists provided by underground intelligence personnel.
Although these traitors were shaking like chaff and kept wailing and begging for mercy, they were greeted by big feet and heavy gun butts.
This was an era when wars were rife. The Northern Jiangsu Corps had just recovered Baoying and urgently needed to show an attitude and gain support from the local people, so operating on traitors became the only option.
If it were the past, once they sensed something was wrong, the traitors would have taken their money and fled in advance.
But this time the Northern Jiangsu Corps captured Baoying so quickly that the traitors had no chance to react.
When the fighting in the city ended and they were about to send people out to find out the news, the murderous guerrilla officers and soldiers had already come to the door.
"The traitor and traitor Qin Fei colluded with the Japanese aggressors. He committed numerous crimes in Yurou Township and cannot be tolerated by God. Chief Yang of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps personally ordered that he be executed immediately to set the record straight!"
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The propaganda team detaining the traitors walked into the post-war city, held up tin trumpets and began to post notices to calm the people.
Seeing that these traitors who usually show off their power were arrested and were to be shot immediately, the people who were hiding in the house to observe the situation were extremely happy.
"Support the Northern Jiangsu Corps and defeat Japanese imperialism!"
"Kill the dog traitor!"
In the continuous publicity, some people finally couldn't help but took to the streets, raised their arms and shouted.
Immediately afterwards, more and more people began to take to the streets, holding the blue sky and white sun flags that had been prepared at home to welcome the recovery of Baoying by the squadron.
In fact, in the homes of these common people, they usually prepare a Japanese flag and a Qingtian Bairi flag. Whoever captures Baoying will use that flag to cheer and celebrate.
This is also a kind of helplessness of the people in this era. In order to survive, many people have to do some things against their will, but the Chinese *** team is back and they are really happy.
"Immediately summon all the local security guards to form a patriotic committee to temporarily take over Baoying and end military control as soon as possible."
"Inform Deputy Captain Zhang of Huaiyin to dispatch a group of civilian officers to help restore order in Baoying."
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Yang Ling knew that if the Japs on the southern front knew that their main force was in Baoying, they would definitely take advantage of the empty situation at Jieshou to invade north.
There were only some militia troops and a battalion of regular troops on the southern front. Although they could delay the Japanese, they could not hold out for long.
This means that the troops who have just finished the Baoying battle must immediately turn around and go south to fight the Japanese who are going north.
Therefore, Baoying should be handed over to the local magistrate immediately, and the troops should be gathered again and quickly go south to fight.
"Sir!"
"Sir!"
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Yang Ling entered the city surrounded by a group of senior officers. The brothers who were resting on the roadside and were covered in smoke all stood up and saluted one after another, with the joy of victory on their faces.
"Hello, brothers, you fought well, brothers."
Yang Ling also raised his hands in return and shook hands with the brothers after the battle.
"You were injured, why didn't you go to the frontline medical station for bandage?" Yang Ling asked with concern when he saw a brother's arm was tied with a rag and blood was still seeping out.
"Sir, this little skin injury is nothing. When I was hit by a bullet in my left hand, I also killed two Japanese soldiers!" This brother patted his chest and said nonchalantly.
"Sir, he killed five Japs by himself last night." Someone next to him echoed.
Yang Ling stretched out his fist and punched this brother's hard chest, praising loudly: "This is our strong-willed Chinese man! You have to beat the little devil hard!"
This brother was praised in public by Yang Ling, and his heart was filled with joy, and he laughed innocently.
"Can you use a pistol?" Yang Ling looked at this brother and asked happily.
"It will."
Yang Ling took off his own gun and holster and stuffed it into this brother's hand and said: "This is my reward for killing the Japanese. I hope you will continue to carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice and fight bravely!"
"Sir...I can't have this..." Seeing Yang Ling give him his gun, although this brother wanted it in his heart, he was shirking it with his mouth.
"Here, you look like a man when you fight the Japanese, but you look like a girl when you take my things?" Yang Ling teased with a smile.
"Thank you, sir, for the gun!"
Seemingly unable to resist, this brother took the rewarded pistol, stood up and saluted Yang Ling again.
The brothers around him were filled with envy when they saw that this brother had received a gun from Yang Ling himself.
"Brothers, fight hard against the Japanese. We will win the battle. When the time comes, I will find a way to get you whatever you want!" Yang Ling stood on the street and said loudly to the brothers who were approaching.
"good!"
The brothers all cheered one after another, thankful that they were following a good commander.
"Sir, what about the wife I want?" a brother joked with a smile.
"Don't talk about a wife, you just want a Japanese girl, I will try my best to get you one!"
"Then don't. If I want a Japanese girl, my father won't kill me." This brother shrank his head and said.
"Hahaha..." The brothers all burst into laughter.
"The buns are here! Dinner is ready!"
At this moment, several brothers from the cooking class came over carrying steamed buns freshly baked from the pot and several barrels of gruel.
"Brothers, take the time to eat and rest. Once you've had enough to eat and drink, let's turn around and go south to continue fighting the Japanese!" Yang Ling ordered to the brothers.
"yes!"
After the brothers all answered happily, they turned around and ran to get the steamed buns to eat. It was very lively.