The Type 94 Lieutenant's Knife is slightly curved, and the sharp blade has a cold glow. However, compared to the sabers equipped by generals and assistants, the manufacturing process is slightly rough. After all, it is a product of the assembly line.
There are many types of sabers used by the Japanese soldiers, including lieutenant swords, general swords and sergeant swords. Generally, low-level officers use assembly-line sabers, which are not valuable. Mid-level and high-level officers buy them with their own money or pass them down from their ancestors.
The manufacturing process and collection value are much higher than those of low-level officers' sabers.
Seeing the scorching eyes of Lao Wangtou, Yang Ling knew without guessing that Lao Wangtou liked this knife. It was not only a knife, but also a captured trophy. It represented a kind of honor.
However, since Old Wangtou has taken a fancy to the Lieutenant's Knife, Yang Ling has no use in holding it, so he simply puts it into Old Wangtou's hand: "I'll give it to you if I don't have any use for it."
Old Wangtou did not expect Yang Ling to be so straightforward and decisive in giving it to him directly, holding the cold saber in his hand, which made him feel uneasy: "Company Commander, no, no, you captured this. I can't have it, so I will
I just want to play with it..."
"I asked you to take it, why are you so polite?" Seeing Lao Wangtou's conflicted expression, Yang Ling said, "Anyway, you have lost your saber, so let's use this first."
Lao Wangtou stroked the Japs' saber and murmured: "Company Commander, why are you so embarrassed? Otherwise, I'll pay for it, and I'll make up for it when I have the money after the pay is paid."
Seeing Lao Wangtou's guilty expression, Yang Ling felt that if he didn't agree, he might not be able to hold it securely, so he nodded: "That's up to you."
Anyway, the war is in chaos now, and the issue of military pay will be a matter of the year of the monkey. Whether they can survive until then is still a matter of doubt. We will talk about the future.
Old Wangtou got the Japs' saber, and when he pulled it out, it was very sharp. He suddenly felt happy. It was much more delicate and beautiful than his own rough saber.
Damn, I'll use you to chop down the Japs next time. I wonder what the Japs will feel like when they chop them with their swords. After the battle, when they return to the village, they will put this sword on their waist. This is more majestic than an official.
, Old Wangtou grinned when he thought of this.
Yang Ling did not dare to stay in this unfamiliar place for too long. The main force of the Japs was sweeping forward. Even if they encountered a small group of Japs, the dozens of them would be annihilated.
So after resting for a while and waiting for everyone to recover, Yang Ling patted the dirt on his butt and stood up again to greet everyone to continue moving forward.
Although the rest time was only a short ten minutes, the effect was very obvious. I stopped to take a breath, and then continued to move forward much faster.
The group of people moved forward in a northwest direction. Not long after setting off, the soldiers in charge of the rear caught up with the group out of breath.
"Company Commander...Company Commander, the Japanese soldiers are catching up from behind us!" Soldier Jiao Chaoming was out of breath and ran straight to Yang Ling.
Yang Ling stopped and looked tense: "Did you see clearly? How many people are there? How far away are they from us?"
"There are about a hundred Japanese soldiers just a few miles away from us. We should have been exposed."
When they heard that there were more than a hundred Japanese soldiers, Lao Wang and others next to him took a deep breath. They didn't expect so much, and they suddenly felt anxious.
The Japanese soldiers were very powerful in combat. Once they caught up with them, the dozens of them would be wiped out without any room for resistance. The surrounding area was unobstructed and there was no way to hide. Yang Ling immediately gave the order to speed up the advance.
When everyone heard that there were Japanese soldiers chasing behind them, the atmosphere became tense. Everyone was tensed. They didn't care about being tired at this moment, and started trotting toward the northwest after Yang Ling.
As Yang Ling and the others ran, the Japanese Lieutenant Yoshino who was following them also saw it through the telescope, so he ordered the pursuit to be accelerated and started running.
In the desolate and desolate wilderness, the two teams began to move quickly one after the other, with heavy footsteps mixed with fierce breathing, and the two teams began a running race.
However, as time goes by, the distance between the two teams is gradually shortening. Yang Ling and the others could not see the Japanese soldiers at first, but now they can vaguely see the small black dots falling behind them, and it gradually becomes clearer.
The Japanese soldiers are well fed and have sufficient physical strength to adapt to long periods of fighting and marching. On Yang Ling's side, the soldiers are all thin and malnourished, and the female health workers are even more miserable. Their physical strength has long been exhausted, and their
The speed was getting slower and slower, and Yang Ling was worried. Sooner or later, the Japanese would catch up, and no one would survive.
"Captain Zhang, you keep running and don't stop. We'll stay and delay the Japanese for a while." Yang Ling ran to Zhang Hongying who was out of breath and shouted.
Zhang Hongying also understood at this moment that they were just a burden and there was no use staying there, so all she could do was keep running.
"Captain Yang, then you should be more careful." It is very dangerous to stay behind to block the Japanese soldiers. Zhang Hongying wanted to help but was powerless, so she could only kindly remind them to pay attention to their safety.
"Hongying, stop talking, run away, the Japs are catching up with you!" Lu Zitao saw Zhang Hongying and Yang Ling standing together, and suddenly became jealous. He ran over and grabbed Zhang Hongying's arm and ran forward.
As for whether Yang Ling and the others were alive or dead, he didn't bother to care. It would be better to be dead, so he wouldn't pour ecstasy soup on the people he likes.
Seeing the people from the stretcher team and the health team hurriedly running to the northwest, Yang Ling suddenly felt a lot of relief on his shoulders, and immediately turned around and issued combat orders.
"Yang Dashu, you bring the machine gun group to block the main intersection!"
"Wu Jiang, take a group to the left to cover the flank."
"Others are hiding on the spot, keeping five meters apart!"
Yang Ling's tone was short and clear, and the more than twenty remaining soldiers immediately split up and ran towards their positions.
Without the burden of the health team and the stretcher team, although he now only has more than 20 soldiers, they are all veterans who have fought many battles. It should not be a problem to stop and delay the Japanese.
But when Yang Ling arranged everything properly and turned to look to the northwest, his nose was almost broken with anger. The health team and stretcher team that had just escaped to the northwest came back in a mess. Isn't this adding to the chaos?
"Why did you come back again?" Yang Ling strode up to meet them and asked hurriedly.
"Japs - there are also Japs ahead -" Lu Zitao spoke out of breath as he was sweating profusely from running.
When Yang Ling heard that there were Japs in front of him, he was immediately frightened. Could it be that he was already surrounded by Japs?
"How many Japs are there in front?"
Lu Zitao was stunned for a few seconds and replied: "I didn't see clearly, they are on the road over there."
Yang Ling really wanted to kick Lu Zitao a few times now. He ran away without even seeing clearly. However, the situation was critical now. The Japanese soldiers chasing after him were already a mile away, and he was too lazy to waste time scolding Lu Zitao.
He turned his attention to Zhang Hongying: "Captain Zhang, have you clearly seen how many Japanese there are?"
"It seems, there seem to be more than ten." Zhang Hongying answered uncertainly.
There were only a dozen or so Japs, and Yang Ling immediately felt relieved. They were probably just the top soldiers of the large group of Japs or some stray Japs, so it wasn't a big problem.
"All you men, please step forward." At this moment, the manpower was stretched thin, and Yang Ling could only break the rules and use the men from the stretcher team and the health team.
A lot of people from the stretcher team died on the battlefield, and a lot of people from the health team died as well. Now there are about twenty men alive in the two teams. When they heard Yang Ling's shouting, they all hurriedly stood up for two seconds.
Row.
"Old Wangtou, give them guns." Yang Ling and the others also had more than ten spare guns, and they stuffed them into the hands of these men without hesitation.
Lu Zitao was also issued a blood-stained 38-inch rifle. He was holding the slightly heavy and dirty rifle in his hand, and his hands were trembling. This was a gun, a murder gun.
"Old Wangtou, you take five brothers and lead them to deal with the more than ten Japanese who are blocking the road, and lead them to move to the northwest. We will delay here for a while."
"Okay!" Lao Wangtou responded simply and said, "Monkey, you guys follow me."