After the gunpowder smoke cleared, the dead bodies were lying in a mess in the withered woods. Although the brothers were covered in scars, there was still unconcealable joy between their brows and eyes. They had fought a great victory happily, and everyone felt in their hearts.
All very happy.
The brothers in the guerrilla camp all crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. From Shanghai to Jiangyin and back here, they have lost count of how many times they have fought head-on with the Japanese. After countless fierce battles, they seemed to be much calmer.
Even if they were sad, they hid it deep in their hearts. They did not need orders from the squad leaders. They cleaned the battlefield, began to collect the bodies of their fallen brothers, and got busy in an orderly manner.
Although the guerrillas led by Zhang Tie have been active in the Jiangbei area all year round, their main targets are the armed militia of landlords and wealthy people, water bandits and government troops. Face-to-face fighting with the Japanese is still the first time a girl gets on a sedan chair.
, inexperienced, suffered heavy losses when fighting with the Japanese, and more than half of the people lay down.
"Brother, why did you leave?" Some guerrillas cried loudly while holding their stiffened companions, while others sobbed lowly. The atmosphere was sad and dull, and there was no joy of victory at all.
The guerrilla leader Zhang Tie also regretted it. He heard that it was just a small group of Japs, and with their strength and Yang Ling's men, they could be eaten.
But they didn't expect that the little Jaap was so fierce and powerful, and his fighting prowess frightened them. He had lost so many people at once, and he now had a sad look on his face. He had lost so many comrades, how could he explain to the organization this time?
The old smoker lit the match against the tree trunk and lit the pipe. He took a comfortable puff and suddenly felt that all the pores in his body felt much more comfortable. It was just the cries of the guerrillas that made him upset, and looking at them made him feel uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but think of those dead brothers and those years filled with smoke, which made his heart twist like a knife.
Lao Yanqiang frowned and scolded: "I told you guys, could you please keep your mouths shut? Aren't you just going to kill a few people? Crying like a bitch is so damn annoying -"
The guerrillas were already in a bad mood because of the sacrifice of their comrades, but now they heard the old smoker saying sarcastic remarks next to them, and the anger in their hearts was worrying that it had not been released. Their eyes turned red and they stood up immediately.
"We have sacrificed so many comrades to fight the Japanese. They died gloriously and gloriously. You are still here making sarcastic remarks. What are your intentions?" The furious guerrillas glared at Lao CiQiang.
The old smoker took a puff of his cigarette, glanced at the angry guerrillas, and retorted: "It's just your people who sacrificed their lives with honor, isn't it honorable for our people to die? We have killed more people than you, weeping."
It’s no use to you. If you have the guts, go and seek revenge against the Japanese.”
Qin Shou echoed at the side: "That's right, when we were in Shanghai, one division was wiped out in a long time. Thousands of brothers were blown to ashes by the Japanese cannons. Not even a whole body was found. It's no use crying.
If that's the case, we'll beat up those damn devils and weep them to death."
Upon hearing Qin Shou's words, the brothers in the surrounding guerrilla camps burst into laughter.
"You lied. If so many people died, how could you be fine?" Someone among the guerrillas said coldly.
"Damn it, who said I'm okay? I crawled out of the dead!" Lao Yanqiang put down his pipe, stood up with a curse, and tore off his tattered military uniform with one hand, revealing his shriveled and thin body.
body.
There was almost no good piece of meat on the old smoker's shriveled and thin body. It was densely covered with bullet holes and knife wounds. Some were scarred, and some were still wrapped in bandages and soaked with blood. The shocking body made the guerrillas silent.
Come down.
"You don't believe it, do you? Brothers, stop hiding it and let the guerrillas see it." Lao Yanqiang greeted the brothers. The brothers laughed and tore off their shabby military uniforms, revealing their clothes.
With a body riddled with scars.
"Let me tell you, in the first battle our division fought with the Japanese, more than two thousand people died. My commander died! My comrades also died! At that time, I was also sad and wanted to cry! But is there any use in crying?"
"It's useless!" Lao Yanqiang waved his arms and shouted loudly: "The more you cry, the more the little devils will think you are easy to bully, and they will come to kill our brothers, kill our people, come and rob our houses, rob us
fields, so we can’t cry! No matter how many people are sacrificed, we can’t cry! We have to fight hard against the little devil!"
"Only by being more ferocious than them and less afraid of death can we drive them out of China! Only then can we calm down and live a good life! Only then can we not die in the future!" Lao Yanqiang's words were so passionate that the brothers of the National Revolutionary Army clapped their hands.
Applause.
Those guerrillas who were crying because of the sacrifice of their comrades also stretched out their sleeves to wipe their tears. They felt that Lao Smoker was right, there was no use crying. Only by fighting bravely and driving the little devils out of China would they be able to
Able to usher in a good life.
"Comrades, this brother of the National Revolutionary Army is right! The blood of our comrades who sacrificed their lives will not be in vain. We must fight better. We must cheer up and fight the little devils to the end!" said the anti-traitor team member.
Xiao Tianliang was also shouting with his arms at this moment.
"Fight to the bitter end!"
"Fight to the bitter end!"
The guerrillas stopped crying sadly, rolled up their sleeves and shouted loudly, and the old smokers and others also had smiles on their faces, so they looked like men.
The guerrilla battalion led by Yang Ling and the guerrillas led by Zhang Tie cooperated to kill the Japanese task force commanded by Major Yingxiao. Although the Japanese major commander Yingxiao ran away as slippery as a loach, the task force was completely annihilated, which can be regarded as a gain.
A huge victory.
As for the escaped Japs Major Yingxiao Yang Ling, he didn't pay much attention to it. Even if he ran away, he wouldn't be able to cause any big trouble.
The guerrillas and the guerrilla battalions of the National Revolutionary Army cooperated to kill the enemy. The two sides fought side by side and deepened their feelings for each other. It can also be regarded as a model of cooperation in the anti-Japanese national united front.
"All weapons and ammunition were left to the guerrillas." Yang Ling left the captured weapons and ammunition to the guerrillas as agreed. Compared to Yang Ling and others who had logistical support, the guerrillas were completely self-sufficient and the conditions were even more difficult.
Guerrilla captain Zhang Tie and anti-traitor captain Xiao Tianliang both expressed their sincere gratitude to Yang Ling for his generosity. They really needed this batch of ammunition, and said that if anyone needed help, just ask, and they would die even if they went through fire and water.