The biting cold wind blew across his dirty face, mixed with the pungent smell of blood. In Yang Ling's sight, the ruined village was gradually becoming clearer, and he heard the neighing of horses.
"Stop!" Yang Ling raised his right hand and made a stop gesture: "Jiao Chaoming, go to the front and check the situation."
The hurried single-file teams suddenly collided with each other under the sudden brake, and the formation became lopsided. Jiao Chaoming, who was very agile, had already carried his 38-meter rifle and jumped forward with his body hunched.
The remnant soldiers ran all the way along the horse's hoof prints. They were sweating profusely and steaming all over. They didn't care about the moisture and dirt on the ground. They sat down on the ground and panted.
Yang Ling squatted on the ground with the cold 38 rifle tightly in her hand, her eyes following Jiao Chaoming's figure disappearing into the confused village ahead, trying to calm herself down.
He knew that he was now a commander, and the lives of more than 300 brothers were in his hands. Although he desperately wanted to rush over to save the health team, he could not risk the lives of these brothers. He had to first
Find out the situation.
Zhang Hongying's smile as warm as the sun inspired her during the countless days and nights of fierce battles with the Japanese soldiers. Now that she fell into the hands of the Japanese soldiers, Yang Ling's heart was painful and heavy, and she prayed silently in her heart, hoping that everything would not be so bad.
"Company Commander, let's just rush over!" Liu Yidao, carrying his machete with a chip in it, seemed a little restless. He had seen too many women being raped by the Japanese soldiers along the way. He couldn't stand it.
The delicate health worker was also raped by the Japanese.
In fact, all the remaining soldiers were restless. They couldn't wait to rush out, kill the Japanese soldiers, and rescue the female health team members.
The heads of the remnant soldiers were burning. Yang Ling knew that he had to calm down. The Japanese soldiers were not easy to deal with. He estimated that there was a cavalry squadron. If he rushed over rashly, not only would he not be able to save anyone, but all the people on their side would be trapped, and the gain would not be worth the loss.
So he was suppressing the impulses of the remaining soldiers.
Fortunately, Jiao Chaoming quickly ran back with his body hunched over. He slid along the ridge and came to Yang Ling. He was sweating profusely and panting and said: "Company commander, the Japanese cavalry is in the village. To the west of the village is the entrance to the village."
There were only four outposts with more than a hundred horses tied up. Because time was urgent, I didn't go to the east and the situation was unclear."
The monkey was shot twice by the Japs, one in the ribs and one in the shoulder. The Japs thought he was dead and did not shoot again, thus saving his life.
The monkey was seriously injured and left in the woods by Yang Ling, so Yang Ling handed over the investigation task to Jiao Chaoming. Although Jiao Chaoming did not have the details of the monkey investigation, he also roughly knew the information he wanted to know.
There were quite a few Japanese soldiers, roughly a cavalry squadron, but now they had all entered the village. Yang Ling didn't have to guess what they were doing.
Time was urgent, and Yang Ling immediately called his four platoon leaders to his side to assign combat tasks.
"Old Wu, you will take the lead in taking control of the Japanese soldiers' horses later." Controlling the cavalry's horses is equivalent to destroying half of their combat effectiveness. Even if they want to escape, they can't run far without their horses.
"Platoon leader Qin, take your platoon to the east of the village. No matter what the situation is, I will block it. No Japanese can escape."
Qin Shou nodded solemnly: "Captain Yang, don't worry, a Japs escaped, I am willing to be dealt with by military law!"
"Liu Yidao, Yang Dashu, wait for me and follow me into the village head-on. You must be fast and ruthless, and you must not give the Japanese time to react."
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On the grass fifty meters outside the village entrance, more than a hundred horses of the Japanese cavalry were tied to tree stumps. Two Japanese soldiers with cavalry sabers hanging on their waists were feeding the horses with horse feed.
Under the big tree at the entrance of the village, two Japanese soldiers with rifles slung over their shoulders were gathering together, lighting up the cigarettes in their mouths, chatting and laughing, looking back at the screaming village from time to time, and groaning in dissatisfaction.
Complain.
Yang Ling and two platoons of brothers held guns in their hands and bent towards the entrance of the village. They had no time to look at the surrounding scenery at the moment. They moved forward, their faces tense, and their eyes were fixed on the few Japanese sentries at the entrance of the village.
Keep getting closer.
One of the Japanese soldiers took a puff of cigarette and inadvertently raised his head, and suddenly saw countless people approaching them with guns in hand. His mouth widened in shock, as if he had been hit by a body-holding spell, and he was stunned and did not react.
When he finally identified their identities from the shabby military uniforms Yang Ling and the others were wearing after a few seconds and prepared to shout a warning, Yang Ling had already pulled the trigger.
Snapped--
The bullet hit the Japanese sentry between the eyebrows, then passed through a piece of paste-like material, emerged from the back of his head, and embedded itself in the tree trunk behind him without losing force, making a "thud" sound.
Another Japanese soldier was smoking with his head down, and You was muttering something about other people coming into the village to play with women, while they were unlucky enough to be standing guard outside when they suddenly heard the sound of a gunshot and subconsciously raised their heads.
The bullet continued to enlarge in his pupils, and eventually became the whole world. He just felt the excruciating pain, his vision went dark, and then he lost consciousness.
The Japanese soldiers who were guarding the horses hurriedly grabbed the lances on their shoulders, but the two scouts who touched them had already pounced on them and pushed them to the ground.
"Charge!" Yang Ling shouted without hesitation after getting rid of the sentry at the entrance of the village, leading the charge towards the village. Behind him were two brothers from the reinforced platoon of more than 100 men who cheered.
The sudden sound of gunfire outside the village made the Japanese cavalry squadron leader who was struggling to tear Zhang Hongying's clothes look stern. He grabbed his rifle and ran out regardless of being naked.
Bang bang bang - Yang Ling and others who rushed into the village pressed the triggers and fired while rushing forward. The smoke was filling the air, and the Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the house were the first to bear the brunt and became living targets.
When many Japanese soldiers heard the gunshots, they grabbed their clothes and pants and ran out. As soon as they came out, they were hit by a row of bullets and fell to the ground.
Amidst the barrage of gunfire, the Japanese soldiers were caught off guard. Many Japanese soldiers were shot to death on the ground by the angry soldiers who rushed in before they could react.
Liu Yidao ran fast and kicked open a wooden door with a machete. Two Japanese soldiers were chasing a disheveled female health worker from the health team with their swords held out. At this moment, they were looking back at Liu standing at the door.
One knife.
"Little devil! Fuck your grandma!" When Liu Yidao saw this scene, his eyes were filled with tears, and he swung the machete in his direction.
Crack! Blood spurted out, and the heads of the two Japanese soldiers rolled toward the corner, covered in smoke and dust.
Yang Ling led his brothers to charge very quickly, almost running wildly into the village. Many Japanese soldiers ran out and were knocked to the ground before they could react.
The leader of the Japanese cavalry squadron stepped out of the house and was so frightened by a row of bullets that he shrank back again. He smashed open the window with his rifle and pointed outside to shoot.
A Chinese soldier running in front was hit by a lance and fell into the ditch. The Japanese squadron leader pulled the bolt of the gun and fired again, and another Chinese soldier was shot and fell to the ground.
"There is one hiding in the house over there! Be careful!" A soldier discovered the Japanese cavalry squadron leader who was hiding and shooting.
Zhang Hongying's clothes and pants were torn into strips by the Japanese squadron leader, exposing a large area of white. Her face was slapped several times by the Japanese and became swollen. She was a little dazed at the moment.
However, the fierce gunfire outside made Zhang Hongying wake up quickly. Because her clothes were torn into strips of cloth, she felt a little cold. Her eyes fell on the Japanese squadron leader who was hiding behind the window and shooting.
Seeing this Japanese soldier who had almost ruined her and exposed her whole body, Zhang Hongying was filled with shame and anger. She stretched out her hand to grab a piece of wood, struggled to get up from the ground, and staggered towards the Japanese squadron leader.
The Japanese squadron leader hit another Chinese soldier. Suddenly he heard something moving behind him and turned around to look. He screamed loudly and the wood suddenly hit his face, which was covered in blood.
"Baga!" The Japanese squadron leader was in severe pain and felt that his face was covered with bright red blood. Looking at Zhang Hongying who was holding the wood, he became angry and roared angrily. He slapped Zhang Hongying to the ground.
Bang! The wooden door broke into several pieces and fell to the ground. Light came through the room, and a thin soldier stood at the door amid the smoke and dust.