Yang Ling did not expect that he would be promoted, from second lieutenant platoon leader to lieutenant company deputy, deputy company commander of the supplementary company, and Lao Smoking's deputy.
However, in the minds of the remnants of the replenishment company, Yang Ling, the company deputy, is indeed worthy of his reputation. Not only is he good at shooting, but he is also brave and resourceful.
If it weren't for Yang Ling's care along the way, these remaining soldiers would have been wiped out long ago. Just because Yang Ling saved their lives, they had no objection to Yang Ling taking this position.
Yang Ling himself didn't care. He neither wanted money nor an official position. He just wanted to fight the Japanese. Even if he continued to serve as a second lieutenant platoon leader, he would still have some say in the supplementary company.
But now that he is serving as a company deputy, the responsibilities on his shoulders are a bit heavier. Originally, he saved the remnants of the soldiers and saved them from the murderous hands of the Japanese. Most of the time, it was out of compassion to prevent his compatriots from being killed by the Japanese.
But now that I am serving as a company deputy, it is completely different. I have become their commander, and the sympathy that was once dispensable has now become a heavy responsibility on my shoulders.
Yang Ling didn't have much hope for the Battle of Songhu, because he knew that in this undefeable plain area, flesh and blood could not stop the enemy's aircraft and artillery.
Although the Nationalist Government has invested nearly 700,000 troops in this battle, it did not send so many troops at once, but used the tactic of adding fuel to the army to continuously increase the number of troops.
Just like the Sichuan Army walked two thousand miles to Shanghai on their own feet, and did not arrive on the battlefield until October. By then, the battle had been going on for more than two months. The troops who had arrived earlier had already suffered heavy losses, and the exhausted Sichuan Army immediately went into battle.
They could not save the defeat, but suffered heavy losses just like the troops who arrived earlier.
Although Yang Ling was very clear in his heart about the causes and consequences of this battle, and had tried to escape from this battlefield countless times, he would eventually fail.
But seeing countless National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushing into the battlefield one after another, and then being blown to pieces by Japanese aircraft and artillery, and then another group rushing up, he felt that he could not be an outsider or a bystander.
I am also Chinese. Although I do not belong to this era, when the nation is in crisis and the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, someone should stand up and support the backbone of the nation, just like those soldiers who go on and on, knowing that they will die, but still have no hesitation.
"Lieutenant Yang, congratulations." Luo Dayong was the first person to congratulate Yang Ling.
It only took a few days for him to go from being disdainful and jealous of Yang Ling to admiring Yang Ling now. He knew very well the importance of Yang Ling to the supplementary company.
The remaining soldiers in the supplementary company are not all from the 61st Division, many are from other units, but the main reason why they are willing to stay now is Yang Ling.
Although they don't have much culture and don't understand many principles, on the battlefield of life and death, they know what kind of talents they can follow to help them live longer. Following an officer like Yang Ling is a good choice.
Therefore, they would rather stay in a supplementary company with only about 30 people than return to their own troops because they don't want to die.
If Yang Ling is no longer in the supplementary company, Luo Dayong can predict that the supplementary company will definitely be dispersed. This is something that even the elder Smoking Gun cannot undo.
"Company officer, you see you are now a company officer, you have to treat everyone to a drink." Fatty Tian San leaned his chubby head towards Yang Ling and begged for a drink.
Fatty Tian San had no interest in fighting. He only joined the army because he could have enough to eat, so no matter how fierce the battle, all he could think about was food.
Some people scolded him as a foodie, but Fatty Tian San was not angry. After all, he sometimes felt that his pursuit was to become a foodie and never have to go hungry. Being a well-fed person was much better than a starving person.
"Just drinking is not enough, you also have to have meat, big chunks of meat." Lao Yanqiang wandered over, smashed the dry cigarette in his mouth, and agreed.
Yang Ling looked at the remnant soldiers who were swallowing their saliva and agreed: "Okay, after this battle is over, I will treat you to wine and meat, and go to the best restaurant."
"The company officer is so cheerful!" Luo Dayong clapped his hands and applauded, and the remnant soldiers also showed a rare smile. Soldiers are not so particular, and everyone likes bold people.
Now everyone has a hope, that is, they will survive the next battle, because Yang Ling still owes them a meal.
Yang Ling officially became the company deputy of the supplementary company, but there were only number 33 in the entire supplementary company, and the guns and ammunition all belonged to the captured Japanese. He felt deeply that he had a heavy responsibility.
Yang Ling asked: "Didn't the battalion say they would replenish our supplementary company with some soldiers and ammunition?"
"I went to see the battalion commander, but the battalion commander said that each company is now very short of weapons and ammunition, and there are no soldiers. He asked us to find a way ourselves."
Hearing this, platoon leader Luo Dayong immediately became angry: "What do you mean? When our supplementary company is raised by our stepmother, no, we can't just swallow it. We have gone through all kinds of hardships to return to the team, and we don't say we will give him something good."
It’s just a show of condolences with wine and meat, but they also deprived us of ammunition, so I’ll go find them to argue.”
Yang Ling grabbed Luo Dayong and said, "Dayong, don't get excited yet. The camp is not saying that it won't be given. It's just that there is a serious shortage of ammunition and soldiers. Let us find a way ourselves."
Luo Dayong didn't know that Yang Ling knew the inside story. The National Revolutionary Army currently only had more than 10 million rounds of ammunition in storage. It was really powerless to supply so many troops.
"What can we think of, without giving them ammunition or adding troops? This is obviously treating us like stepmothers." Luo Dayong shouted dissatisfied.
Seeing Luo Dayong yelling, Yang Ling was helpless. The 61st Division now is no longer the 61st Division half a month ago. They are really the stepmother.
The previous 61st Division had been reduced to one regiment due to heavy losses, and the division commander had also been dismissed. Now each regiment of the 61st Division was supplemented from the 20th Independent Brigade. I really didn't pay attention to their supplementary company.
Upper eyes.
Yang Ling really didn't care about soldiers, weapons and ammunition. As long as he was willing, he could get a lot of them in an instant.
"Brother Zhou, you first get some food for the brothers. We are all hungry. I'll go get some weapons, ammunition and soldiers for our replenishment company." Yang Ling greeted Lao Yanqiang and brought the sharpshooter Luo Ziqiang with him.
About to leave.
Lao Yanqiang stopped Yang Ling and said, "Why don't we all go together? We have a large number of people. If there is a commotion, the camp will not sit idly by and do nothing. We will give some if we are under pressure."
Yang Ling shook his head. It was not a question of whether to give or not, but a question of whether or not, so he rejected the old smoker's proposal.
"Don't worry, I will definitely get the ammunition and soldiers back."
Lao Yanqiang stared at Yang Ling with suspicion and reminded him: "Brother Yang, don't dare to rob someone. I know you are good at it, but if things get too big, it won't end well."
Yang Ling smiled: "Brother Zhou, just keep your heart in your stomach, I will never mess around."
Under the suspicious eyes of Lao Yanqiang and the remaining soldiers of the supplementary company, Yang Ling and Luo Ziqiang disappeared from their sight.