The night was thick, and a torch-carrying team was rushing northwestward in the dark night. Heavy footsteps were mixed with rapid breathing. The haze of the Japanese chasing soldiers shrouded their hearts, and everyone looked solemn.
Their exhausted bodies were crumbling in the cold wind, and it seemed that they might fall down at any time, but they did not dare to stop because the Japanese pursuers were close at hand, and stopping would mean death.
Yang Ling was walking at the forefront of the team with the captured 38 rifle slung over his shoulder. When he heard a muffled grunt from someone falling behind him, he stopped.
Turning around, I saw Su Er, a young man who had joined the team in Suzhou, panting and struggling to get up in the mud. But maybe he was too tired, so he fell back into the mud halfway through the struggle.
Yang Ling turned around and stretched out his hand to Su Er, pulling him up from the muddy water, "Can you still walk?"
This young man, who had just lost his parents and family not long ago, was exceptionally strong. He bit his lip and replied: "Sir, I can still leave!"
Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder: "Well done!"
Perhaps because of Yang Ling's encouragement, Su Er felt that his exhausted body had a renewed strength, prompting him to continue moving forward.
Yang Ling and others defeated the Japanese cavalry during the day, and most of a cavalry squadron was destroyed. The defeat of the cavalry squadron made Japanese commander Higashikata Taro angry, and he vowed to destroy Yang Ling and his defeated troops at all costs.
So they have been biting Yang Ling and the others in the back, chasing them so hard that Yang Ling and the others have to run for their lives in embarrassment. The two sides have been chasing and escaping on this desolate and cold plain for a whole day, and they don't even have time to eat and drink.
No, it seems that the Japanese soldiers will not give up until they catch up with them.
In the southern Jiangsu Plain, it was so vast that anyone who wanted to hide could not hide, so he could only keep running away. This made Yang Ling feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he had an unprecedented disgust for the plain terrain.
The sound of horse hooves came from the rear of the team. The exhausted team hurriedly hid in the grass on both sides of the road. Some people fell down, and some hurriedly pulled the bolts of their guns. A small commotion broke out in the team.
The one who caught up on horseback was not the Japs, but Jiao Chaoming, who was left behind by Yang Ling to monitor the Japs.
"What's going on?" Yang Ling tugged on the rifle slung on his shoulder and strode forward to meet him.
"Batalion Commander, the Japanese soldiers have begun to set up camp." Jiao Chaoming said excitedly.
Before Jiao Chaoming finished speaking, the exhausted soldiers burst into cheers. They had been chased by the Japanese all day and were really tired.
"Grandma, I thought the Japanese were made of iron, but it turns out they are tired too. I'm so exhausted." Qin Shou slumped on the cold grass like a dead pig, looking up at the dark night sky as if he was relieved, never to be seen again.
Don't want to get up.
The Japanese had set up camp, which meant they could stop and have a rest. For the first time, they were exhausted and felt how happy it was to be able to take a rest.
"Everyone, hold on a little longer. Let's go forward for a while and then rest." Although Yang Ling knew that everyone was at the end of their strength, the place was too close to the Japs. If the Japs sneaked over, they would become turtles in a urn and they would not be able to run away even if they wanted to.
Can't run.
Although everyone was exhausted, Yang Ling gave the order, and they still supported each other and walked forward for a while before camping in a leeward depression.
Everyone was lying on the ground as weak as mud, gasping for air. Seeing the exhausted people, Yang Ling sighed in his heart. This was only the first day. If they continued like this, sooner or later they would be overtaken by the Japanese. He had to find a way.
Just fine.
After arranging sentries, Yang Ling went to regiment deputy Liu Ming to report his idea of delaying the pursuit of troops. Regiment deputy Liu Ming's wound had suppurated and the situation worsened. Although he became weak, he still remained optimistic.
, gave support to the ideas proposed by Yang Ling.
In fact, the regiment deputy Liu Ming has completely delegated power to Yang Ling. Firstly, he is injured and it is inconvenient to command. Secondly, Yang Ling has established absolute prestige among the defeated soldiers through several victories. With Yang Ling's calm character, Liu Ming believes that
Yang Ling will definitely be able to bring them back alive.
Yang Ling didn't like being in a passive situation, like when they were being chased by Japanese soldiers and running away in embarrassment. This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, because in a passive situation, it was easy to lose control over the development of things and unable to predict what would happen in the future.
Whatever happens, you are more likely to be in danger.
Yang Ling wanted to change the current situation and change from passive to active, so he did not fall asleep after eating to replenish his strength and resting. Instead, he selected some bold and careful people among the defeated soldiers and prepared to carry out an execution.
Secret mission.
Liu Yidao had never felt so tired before. He felt as if he was about to die. His legs were as heavy as lead. He felt that he could sleep for three days and three nights just by lying down.
But now he has to stand, because Yang Ling is going to lead them on a secret mission, which is related to all their lives.
When everyone was fast asleep, Yang Ling and the eight selected brothers had already packed up their weapons and left the camp, disappearing into the darkness.
Yang Ling and the others were very tired, and the Japanese soldiers led by Major Higashi Shotaro were equally tired. Although they were well-trained soldiers, they had traveled long distances all day long, and now they were at the end of their strength and needed to rest.
Although Major Shotaro Higashi knew that if he only had to hold on for another half hour, the broken Chinese troops he was chasing would not be able to hold on and would catch up with them and then destroy them, but they had persisted for countless half an hour, and the group of Chinese soldiers never stopped.
They were still on the run, which made Higashishotaro very discouraged, and for the first time he admired those defeated Chinese troops.
However, Higashishotaro did not think that the group of defeated Chinese soldiers could escape from his grasp. As long as his soldiers rested for a night and replenished their physical strength, they would be able to catch up with them tomorrow and then eliminate them. He was confident in this.
But it was obvious that Yang Ling would not let Tosho Taro sleep so peacefully. Not long after Tosho Taro fell asleep, Yang Ling and the other nine people had already followed the original path and lurked next to the Japanese camp.
There was an infantry brigade of more than a thousand people led by Major Shotaro Higashi. Although it was only a temporary camp, the vigilance was not relaxed at all. In addition to the machine gun bunkers piled with sandbags for open sentries and hidden sentries, a fire was also set on fire more than ten meters outside the camp.
There are many fires, and if you approach them rashly, you will definitely be discovered in advance.
When Liu Yidao saw that the heavily guarded Japanese camp was in trouble, he said to Yang Ling with a grimace: "Batalion Commander, this little Japanese camp is like a bastard's shell. It's hard to attack."
Yang Ling stared at the heavily guarded Japanese camp with a murderous look on his face: "Don't say it's a bastard, even if it's an iron shell, you have to poke a hole for him!"
"You all come here," Yang Ling lowered his voice and called all the brothers around him in front of him and began to assign tasks.