Luo Dayong grabbed the 38-gauge rifle in his hand and reluctantly led the two remaining soldiers toward the farther reaches of the reed marsh to set up a guard post.
"Damn it, Brother Luo, why do you think this boy named Yang is always at odds with us? We have to do all the hard work."
The remnant soldier with a pockmarked face walked to a small tree and sat down, venting his complaints.
Luo Dayong stepped forward and kicked the pockmarked soldier: "I said Li Mazi, you are an ungrateful white-eyed wolf. If it weren't for Platoon Leader Yang, you would have been reimbursed. Why would you be allowed to do this here?"
Complain."
"Hey, I'm not fighting for your injustice, Brother Luo." Li Mazi stood up with a smile to cover up his embarrassment: "You see, the man named Yang is also the platoon leader, and Brother Luo, you are also the platoon leader, but when I see you, you are always
He keeps shouting and drinking, which makes us brothers feel uncomfortable."
Luo Dayong waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, just do what you have to do."
Although Luo Dayong himself felt uncomfortable at first, Yang Ling's performance along the way was obvious to all. He was really not as good as others. He had transformed from his original dissatisfaction and jealousy into admiration for Yang Ling, and he was also meticulous about Yang Ling.
implement.
Seeing Luo Dayong's impatience, Li Mazi immediately closed his mouth and looked around.
"Brother Luo, there is a house over there." Li Mazi saw a few faint houses in the distance through the reeds, and immediately shouted excitedly.
Luo Dayong also stood up and looked far away. As expected, there was a house hidden among the reeds. He touched his growling stomach and said: "Let's go over and see if we can find something to eat."
Several adobe houses were built among the reeds, next to a gurgling stream, and a loess path extended out. Luo Dayong guessed that it should be the main road leading outside.
"Hello? Is there anyone there?" Li Mazi knocked on the closed door and shouted towards the house, but there was no movement at all.
"Everyone has already escaped. Just go in and look for anything to eat." Luo Dayong stepped forward and pushed open the door. The door opened with a creak, and a strong smell of blood rushed out.
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Luo Dayong frowned and covered his nose. After his eyes adjusted to the light in the room, he saw corpses. There were corpses all over the room. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. The foot he put in immediately retracted.
Li Mazi saw Luo Dayong's extended leg retracted, and looked inside in confusion. He was so frightened that he immediately sat back on the ground and screamed: "Dead man! Dead man!"
"I know it's a dead person, so hurry up and call Brother Yang and the others over." Luo Dayong spoke to Li Mazi, his teeth chattering a little.
After another remnant soldier took a look inside the room, his face turned pale with fear. Even though they had experienced battlefields where flesh and blood were everywhere, they were still frightened when they saw the room full of corpses.
After Yang Ling heard Li Mazi's report, he immediately ran towards the house with the remaining remnant soldiers, and soon arrived at the house. This was a typical residential house in the Jiangnan area. It was just for poor families, with adobe houses and roofs.
Covered with thick reed stalks.
Yang Ling stepped into the house, and all he could see were the messy corpses of Heng Heng. There were at least twenty people. The blood seeping out had made the ground red and the soil was slippery.
These corpses are all soldiers. To be precise, they should be wounded soldiers who were withdrawn from the front line, but without exception, they are all killed here.
"Who is so damn vicious, not even sparing the wounded soldiers!" Lao Yanqiang's face twitched, full of anger.
Luo Dayong guessed: "It must have been done by those ruffians! They wanted to rob the wounded soldiers of the ocean!"
Yang Ling used the dim light in the room to carefully search and observe the corpse, and soon found four or five pieces of money. If the soldiers were ruffling money, they would not be so careless. They would definitely plunder every piece of Dayang.
Yang Ling carefully looked at the bodies of the dead and wounded soldiers. Most of them were stabbed to death with bayonets, and some were strangled to death or suffocated.
"Brother Yang, there are also corpses outside." The remaining soldiers shouted towards Yang Ling inside the house.
Yang Ling exited the room full of corpses and followed the remaining soldiers to the creek. He saw several corpses with bandaged hands falling among the water plants, and their legs were swollen after falling into the water.
The creek is only about three or four meters wide, and a wooden single-plank bridge connects the other side. There are countless such creeks in the Jiangnan area with dense water networks. Looking at the single-plank bridge, Yang Ling fell into deep thought.
Lao Yanqiang approached Yang Ling and asked, "Brother Yang, do you see anything?"
Yang Ling pointed to the single-plank bridge: "I guess the murderer came along the single-plank bridge. The wounded soldiers discovered their whereabouts, so they killed and silenced them."
"But if you find out whereabouts, you won't kill anyone. Damn, it's not a water bandit, is it?" Lao Yanqiang guessed.
Yang Ling shook his head: "It should be the little devils who infiltrated. The water bandits only robbed property and did not kill people. Besides, the wounds on the wounded soldiers are still there."
When they heard that it was the little Japs who might have infiltrated, the remnant soldiers immediately became angry and cursed one after another.
Now on this battlefield in the Shanghai area, the defense lines of the National Revolutionary Army and the Japanese are intertwined. There are countless Japanese infiltration and penetration troops, who specially rush to the rear of the National Revolutionary Army to spy on intelligence and carry out sabotage. It is impossible to prevent it.
Yang Ling looked at the angry remnants, took off his 38-gauge rifle from his shoulder and held it in his hand: "If you are willing to go with me to exterminate these little devils, just say a word."
"I'll go!" Luo Dayong stood up first.
The old smoker was not to be outdone: “I’ll go too!”
Luo Ziqiang held the gun in front of his chest with both hands: "Count me in."
The remnant soldiers were all eager to sign up to exterminate this little devil. Although they were eager to retreat to the rear to rest, they were even more angry at this moment.
"Check the ammunition." Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction when he saw that the remaining soldiers were willing to participate in the mission of exterminating the Japanese infiltration team.
"I still have fifteen bullets."
"I have three more grenades."
"I still have eight bullets."
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"We don't know how many people the Japs have infiltrated, and we don't have heavy firepower such as machine guns now, so all your grenades are concentrated, and Luo Dayong and you guys will hold them, and they will be used as heavy firepower when the time comes."
Yang Ling gathered all the twenty-three grenades and gave them to Luo Dayong and other five remnants, who served as the firepower team. In addition, he redistributed the bullets to ensure that everyone had five grenades.
bullet.
When Yang Ling, a sharpshooter like Luo Ziqiang, allocated five more bullets, after all, the bullets played a greater role in his hands.
After everything was distributed, Yang Ling led the remaining soldiers into the reed marsh next to the house. Yang Ling could clearly see the enemy's mopping up tactics. He walked in front with his 38-gauge rifle to explore the way, following the