The low-rise residential area was dilapidated and desolate in the cold and gray winter. The messy vegetable garden outside the residential area was covered with footprints and was in a mess, with only a few rotten vegetable leaves scattered around.
The ruins of the aerial bomb explosion were still smoking. Several military policemen with machine guns slung around their necks were squatting on the roadside, smoking cigarettes. Their sallow and thin faces were visible in the lingering smoke.
Yang Ling and the others passed over several military policemen squatting by the road and walked straight into the residential area. The houses on both sides of the road were more dilapidated than expected. Under the eaves, there were many decadent soldiers lying in disorder. Their uniforms were all kinds of messy.
, obviously all the troops were dispersed.
"It stinks so damn bad." Liu Yidao stepped on the dirty muddy water, covering his nose and cursing dissatisfiedly. He couldn't stand the turbid air mixed with the sour smell in the residential area.
The conditions here are so bad that it's scary, but those soldiers lying under the eaves with dazed and numb faces make Yang Ling even more worried. They used to be brave and capable soldiers, but after a series of vicious battles, they have become like this.
Sore nose.
"Officers above the company level, go here to register! Everyone else, go over there!" An officer held up a broken trumpet and shouted hoarsely at the newly arrived soldiers.
Yang Ling took Liu Yidao and Qin Shou to register at the officer registration office. The officer in charge heard that Yang Ling and the others had withdrawn from Jiangyin and couldn't help but take a second look at them.
The registered officer handed the new identification tags to Yang Ling and the others, and asked one more question: "Brothers, can I ask you something?"
Liu Yidao glanced at the registered officer and said, "What's the matter?"
The officer showed gratitude: "Did you see the people from the 334th Brigade of the 122nd Division when you withdrew?"
"Why are you asking?" Liu Yidao looked confused.
The officer said sadly: "My brother is the company commander of the third battalion of the 668th Regiment of the 334th Brigade. I heard that many people died when you broke through. The army was in chaos. I don't know what happened to my brother."
"When we broke through, we were responsible for blocking the enemy from behind. The 122nd Division withdrew first. I guess it should be fine." Yang Ling said with relief.
"I hope so." The officer in charge of registration shook his head helplessly. Although he didn't get any news from his brother, he finally felt better.
"You go over there to collect supplies and food first. Someone will come to reorganize them later." The officer pointed to the house more than a hundred meters away and said.
"Thank you very much." Yang Ling thanked him and took Liu Yidao and Qin Shou straight to the material receiving area.
With the identity certificates they had just issued, each of them successfully received a cotton-padded coat, a torn military blanket and three steamed buns.
"Hey, brother, there's a bird in this mouth. Is there any meat?" Liu Yidao was not particular about it. He stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth and asked the lieutenant who distributed the steamed buns.
"If you want to eat meat, go and buy it from your own place if you have money." The lieutenant glanced at Liu Yidao and kindly pointed it to them.
After Liu Yidao heard what the lieutenant said, he rushed straight to a charred house and soon returned with half a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper.
"Damn, you're so evil. Half a roast chicken cost me five oceans. It's even more evil than a bandit!"
Qin Shou hurriedly tore off the oil paper, pointed to the soldiers nearby and said, "I say you should just calm down. It would be good if you can eat. Look at them eating rice soaked in salt water."
Although Qin Shou comforted him, Liu Yidao still felt uncomfortable in his heart. It was money, money wasted in vain. The money he had worked so hard to earn was taken away by a black-hearted merchant, and he felt heartbroken.
Yang Ling and other officers enjoyed good treatment, but when they saw the brothers in the guerrilla camp eating rice soaked in salt water, they couldn't bear it. He patted Qin Shou on the shoulder and said, "Get two roast chickens for our brothers."
Qin Shou responded, and spent some oceans to get roast chicken for the brothers in the guerrilla camp. Although this first meal after arriving in Nanjing was just okay, it was better than going hungry, so they ate cleanly, which was fine.
Swallowed the chicken bones.
Just after dinner, the Japanese planes with blood-red plaster flags came roaring again. The detention center suddenly became a mess, and the soldiers fled to hide.
The Japanese plane dived down at a low altitude, and the onboard machine gun opened fire. Under the hazy sky, the Japanese plane was like a steel monster spitting fire. The violent bullets shattered everything in its path. Many people dodged.
The soldiers who failed to catch up were immediately beaten until their blood and flesh splattered.
No one dared to rescue the wounded and wailing soldiers, because the second wave of Japanese planes swooped down again. Some soldiers pulled the bolts and started shooting with rifles, but they were indifferent. More people died under the machine gun bullets, muddy
The dirty muddy water was also dyed red.
The Japanese plane only dived twice before pulling up. Liu Yidao stuck his head out from behind the water tank and pointed at the sky and said: "Batalion Commander, it seems that the planes are fighting."
Yang Ling raised his eyes to the sky and saw Chinese planes with blue sky and white sun flags also flying into the sky, and they were currently strangled with the Japanese planes.
Dozens of planes were fighting in the sky, rolling up and down, like a large flock of crows under the hazy sky. Looking at the thrilling scene, the soldiers watching the battle on the ground were frightened, shouting to cheer for their own planes, and every time they saw
A Japanese plane fell down with smoke, and huge cheers broke out.
The roar of the plane's engine echoed in the cold wind. The members of the Fourth Flying Group, led by the hero of the Chinese Air Force Gao Zhihang, fought a bloody battle with the invading Japanese aircraft formation at high altitude.
The invading Japanese aircraft this time were the Kisarazu Brigade. They were old rivals. In the early battles in Shanghai, the Kisarazu Brigade was almost wiped out by the Chinese Fourth Aviation Brigade. This time they came with the fury of revenge.
came.
The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. The Chinese air force pilots are not afraid of powerful enemies, dare to fight and fight bravely, and bravely meet the Japanese planes. The planes of both sides fly up and down, creating a melee, which dazzles the soldiers watching on the ground.
Can't see clearly who is who.
Soon more than ten planes flew over from the direction of Nanjing to join the battle group. They were volunteer pilots from the Soviet Union aiding China. They fought side by side with the Chinese pilots and defeated the Japanese Kisarazu brigade.
"One of our planes has fallen, go and save people." Soldiers watching the battle on the ground discovered that the plane with the blue sky and white sun flag was smoking and falling, and hurriedly ran towards the crash site.
The plane landed in the farmland outside the residential area. They rescued the pilot from the fire. However, they did not have time to parachute after falling from such a height. The Soviet volunteer pilot who had aided China in such a way had been reduced to a puddle of flesh. The soldiers stared at
The Japanese planes in the sky were gnashing their teeth in hatred, cursing at the Japanese planes for refueling their own side.
The Chinese pilots were also very motivated. After half an hour of fierce fighting, the Japanese Kisarazu brigade gradually became exhausted and soon retreated and fled into the distance. This time, the Chinese Air Force beat away the Japanese. The soldiers watching the battle on the ground were excited and excited.