In the fluffy trench, Yang Ling and more than 100 remnant soldiers who had broken out from the occupied area were lying in a mess like mud, looking a little depressed.
Around the trenches, about a platoon of soldiers from the combat team were watching them with guns drawn. The way the soldiers looked at the deserters made them feel uncomfortable.
They worked hard to break out of the enemy-occupied areas occupied by the Japanese, and even helped the 18th Division fight a battle. They originally thought that if they didn't receive awards for meritorious service, they would at least have a good meal.
But I don't know that the grandson ran to yell, saying that they were deserters on the battlefield, which attracted the war team, and now they are disarmed and waiting to be dealt with.
The Type 96 machine gun that Luo Dayong seized from the Japanese has been confiscated by the people supervising the battle team. Now he is cursing in his heart. If I are deserters, then they are all deserters. The more I think about it, the more Luo Dayong feels...
It's frustrating.
Luo Dayong moved to Yang Ling's side and poked Yang Ling, who was leaning against the trench with his eyes closed and dozing.
"Brother Yang, don't keep silent. Go and explain to the people who supervise the team. You said that we have killed so many Japanese. If you kill us in the name of deserters, you will be worse than Dou E."
Unjustly accused.”
Yang Ling opened his eyes and looked at Luo Dayong, who was full of anxiety. "You can explain it to me. I'm too lazy to waste my words anyway." After saying that, he folded his arms and closed his eyes.
It's not like Yang Ling didn't explain it to the grandsons of the Supervisory Team, but despite his dry mouth, the Supervisory Team just thought they were deserters on the battlefield and asked them to wait for review and processing.
Yang Ling also just wanted to scold her. Are the people who supervise the battle team all blind? The Japanese 38-gauge rifles they seized are the best evidence for their fight against the Japanese.
They also helped the 18th Division to hold the position, but the supervising team is so willful. They are suspected of deserting because they came back from the occupied area. Just wait for the review. I would like to see what you can come up with.
Yao Mozi.
Now Yang Ling simply doesn't care. Anyway, staying here not only doesn't have to go to the battlefield, but also doesn't take care of the food, so just waste it. If it really needs to be treated as a deserter, Yang Ling is not stupid. He is just a platoon.
He has not paid much attention to the Supervisory Team.
While the remnants were worried about their fate, Wu Zhenguo, the battalion commander of the 18th Division, was smiling apologetically with Captain Sun, who was supervising the team, talking about the remnants who had escaped from the battlefield.
"Captain Sun, you see, our battalion is basically exhausted now. There are less than twenty people left in each company. Do you think you can add those people to our battalion and let them perform meritorious service?"
The reason why Wu Zhenguo came to beg the captain of the supervising team to add Yang Ling and others to their battalion was not only because they suffered heavy losses and lacked manpower, but also had another important reason, which was that Yang Ling and the others helped their battalion hold the position.
As the saying goes, a drop of kindness is repaid by a spring. He, Wu Zhenguo, couldn't just watch Yang Ling and the others being killed indiscriminately by the Supervisory Team.
Besides, he doesn't believe that Yang Ling and the others are really deserters. If they were really deserters, they would have fled long ago and would even run into the arms of your team leader. Isn't that nonsense?
Captain Sun, who was supervising the team, looked upright, but he did not do many good things. He stood behind the 18th Division with a gun, and there were few people to see him. But at this moment, Wu Zhenguo wanted to ask for help.
I had to plead for Yang Ling and the others with a smile on my face.
"I said Battalion Commander Wu, what the hell does your battalion's heavy losses have to do with me supervising the team? If you want to replenish your troops, go to your regimental commander. I think you went to the wrong door."
Captain Sun was originally just a small platoon leader. Now he is the captain of the supervising team, responsible for supervising the 18th Division. He holds great power. Seeing these once-high-ranking battalion commanders pleading with him, he suddenly felt extremely happy.
.
Seeing Captain Sun's triumphant face, Wu Zhenguo cursed in his heart. If it weren't for people like Yang Ling, I wouldn't even bother to talk to you.
But now people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Now he has something to ask for from Captain Sun, so he can only say with a smile: "Isn't it because the regiment can't replenish it? That's why I asked you to come here, Commander Sun."
When Captain Sun heard Wu Zhenguo's words from the commander, he suddenly became a little carried away, but he still didn't let go: "Captain Wu, I really want to help you, but there is an order on the mountain. Anyone found suspected of deserting will be shot on the spot."
, this matter is not easy to handle."
"Sir Sun, I won't let you be in trouble. Whatever happens, I'll be responsible for it. Anyway, this is for them to make meritorious service. If they dare to escape again, I will kill them without you taking action."
Although Wu Zhenguo's chest was slapping loudly, Captain Sun didn't seem to hear it. He changed the subject with a smile on his face: "Captain Wu, I heard that you did a good job in the counterattack yesterday. The seizure was
Lots of good stuff..."
"We have seized a lot of things, but they are all dead people's gadgets. I don't think Commander Sun will like them either. Our brothers are grateful to Commander Sun for taking care of them all the time. We have collected some wine money and asked Commander Sun not to take too little.
"
As Wu Zhenguo spoke, he took out more than ten oceans from his pocket and put them on the table next to Captain Sun. Captain Sun laughed when he saw more than ten oceans, grabbed them and put them into his pocket: "Oh, Wu
Battalion Commander, what do you mean by our relationship? You are so polite, you are so polite, haha."
Wu Zhenguo kept smiling with a smile on his face, but in his heart he had already sent greetings to Captain Sun's ancestors. My mother's entire battalion was here, and she hoped that this transaction would be worth it.
"Commander Sun, what do you think of those people?" Wu Zhenguo asked cautiously.
As the saying goes, you use money to eliminate disasters for others. Captain Sun said with a serious look on his face: "Our war team is not an indiscriminate person. They seized many Japanese 38 caps and crooked handles from the battlefield. After passing by us,
They are not deserters. Since you need people there, Commander Wu, let them go to your place to help."
"Thank you very much, Commander Sun. I'll treat the brothers who supervise the team to a drink later."
"It's easy to talk about."
Bah, what a bunch of white-eyed wolves who eat meat but don't spit out bones. After Wu Zhenguo walked out of the simple tent of the supervising team, he hated the supervising team so much that his teeth itched in his heart.
But then he thought that Yang Ling and more than a hundred remnants were about to join his camp, and he immediately smiled. He had seen this group of people kill Japanese soldiers with his own eyes. They were so neat and tidy. As long as they entered his camp, then
The position can be held for a few more hours.
Wu Zhenguo felt comfortable for no reason, humming a little tune and walked towards Yang Ling and the others.