Yang Ling stepped through the mud and walked towards the back of the team, while Luo Ziqiang followed step by step.
"Lieutenant Yang, where are we going to get ammunition and soldiers?" Luo Ziqiang was really confused and couldn't help but curiously asked Yang Ling.
Although Luo Ziqiang admired Yang Ling very much, he really couldn't think of where he could get ammunition and soldiers, because everyone was short of ammunition, every unit suffered heavy losses, and was in urgent need of replenishing soldiers.
If Yang Ling's military rank was higher, he might be able to rely on his personal connections to get something. The key is that Yang Ling is only a lieutenant and company deputy. There are a lot of such low-level officers in the army, and it is basically impossible to catch a lot of such low-level officers.
No one will buy it.
Yang Ling slowed down and showed a sly smile: "Lao Luo, don't worry, we will definitely be able to get ammunition and soldiers."
Seeing Yang Ling's confident look, Luo Ziqiang became even more confused, but Yang Ling didn't say anything and he didn't ask anymore. Anyway, he would find out later.
The Sixty-first Division now has two brigades of troops. Their preset position is on the right bank of Yunzaobang, preparing to block the Japs from crossing the river. However, they have not yet arrived at the battlefield. The troops are eating lunch hidden next to the reed marsh, preparing to
Go there again in the evening.
The Chinese army has completely lost air supremacy. Now the Japanese planes are flying around in the sky every day, constantly bombarding the Chinese army heading to the front line.
In order to avoid excessive troop losses, many troops heading to the front line would choose to hide during the day and march at night to avoid Japanese bombings. Of course, this was a helpless move.
Xiong Dawu, commander of the first company of the third battalion, was sitting on the damp ridge, holding his head and chewing on the dough head. His mouth was covered with the crumbs of the dough head.
He caught a glimpse of two people walking towards him from a distance. He took a closer look and saw that the person walking in front was tall and tall. He was not the company deputy named Yang Ling from the supplementary company.
The reason why Xiong Dawu was deeply impressed by Yang Ling was not only because Yang Ling wore the tattered military uniforms to make them look straighter, but also because he knew how Yang Ling came to be the company deputy.
The reason why Yang Ling was promoted to company deputy was because Lao Yanqiang took five dollars to the battalion commander in exchange for it. Xiong Dawu also muttered that Lao Yanqiang must have lost his mind because he didn't help him get promoted, but went to help someone
Outsiders were promoted to company deputy.
Although this kid looks so heroic, he still can't waste five dollars. Xiong Dawu shook his head secretly in his heart. Although Shibie treated each other with admiration for three days, he felt that the old smoker was getting more and more lacking in brains.
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But what Xiong Dawu didn't know was that the reason why Lao Yanqian gave Yang Ling to the battalion commander's gang to secretly promote Yang Ling to company deputy was for his own small calculation, that is, he hoped that Yang Ling could stay in their company instead of being replaced by the others.
Dig away.
Lao Yanqiang has been in the army for more than ten years. Although he has been in the military for many years and is still a small company commander, his ability to read people is not bad. He knows that Yang Ling is not an ordinary person. He wants to keep Yang Ling so that they can continue to work together.
Being able to live longer, of course, these are not something Xiong Dawu can understand.
In Xiong Dawu's eyes, the old smoker's exchange of oceans for Yang Lingsheng's company was a completely loss-making deal. That was five oceans, and Xiong Dawu felt distressed just thinking about it.
Xiong Dawu thought of this and stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth. He patted the mud on his buttocks and stood up. Damn it, I want to see what kind of ability this kid has today. He can make Lao Yanqiang hold it so hard.
With.
Yang Ling and Luo Ziqiang were wandering around looking for targets. When they saw First Company Commander Xiong Dawu walking towards them, they secretly thought, I'm sorry, I'm going to kill you today.
"I mean Platoon Leader Yang, you have been promoted to company officer, congratulations." Although Xiong Dawu said congratulations, his tone did not mean congratulations at all, but had a sarcastic tone.
Yang Ling knew that Xiong Dawu and the company commander couldn't deal with each other, so he didn't care if he was sarcastic or sarcastic: "Thank you, company commander Xiong."
Damn, this guy is quite thick-skinned. Xiong Dawu looked at Yang Ling with a smile on his face and cursed in his heart.
"What's the matter, Deputy Yang, have you come to us for trouble?"
Yang Ling chuckled: "I heard from our company commander that Company Commander Xiong is good at shooting. My hands are itchy and I want to compete with Company Commander Xiong."
As soon as Yang Ling's words came out, a sense of pride rose up from Xiong Dawu's heart, and he suddenly felt a little elated. Damn it, Lao Yanqiang actually told the truth this time.
If Xiong Dawu of the Third Battalion said that his marksmanship was second, then no one would dare to say that he was first. This was the only thing he could do in front of Lao Smoking.
However, Xiong Dawu immediately realized that Lao Qiang had sent this boy to test his shooting skills with him. He might have some evil intentions, so he had to be careful.
Xiong Dawu looked sideways at Yang Ling. His thin body was straight and straight. Although he was standing so casually, he exuded an aura that he couldn't describe, just like those officers who came from Huangpu.
Could this kid be a graduate of Huangpu? Xiong Dawu was murmuring in his heart, but thinking that this kid had been in the 61st Division before, he concluded that Yang Ling was not a graduate of Huangpu, because the number of people in the division who graduated from Huangpu were not
Everyone knows that there is no such person as Yang Ling.
"Since Deputy Yang Company wants to discuss and compare with each other, it's hard for me to refute your face, right? Tell me, how do you compare with each other?"
Xiong Dawu is now ready to teach this ignorant Yang Ling a lesson. You old smoker, don't think you can challenge me by just finding someone. I want to see what kind of thing you are looking for and how many pounds you have.
Two, he deserves your praise.
Seeing Xiong Dawu agreeing confidently, Yang Ling felt a hint of joy in her heart. Since you agreed, you can't blame me.
Luo Ziqiang, who was following Yang Ling, was confused now. He was not looking for ammunition and soldiers, so why was he suddenly interested in marksmanship?
"Captain Xiong, if it's too boring to just compete in marksmanship, how about adding some bets?" Yang Ling showed the 38-gauge rifle in his hand: "This gun was seized from the Japs. It's 80% new."
Xiong Dawu was already coveting the 38-gauge rifles in the hands of Lao Yanqiang and the others. When he saw Yang Ling offering to increase the bet, he sneered in his heart, "I'll make you lose so much that you lose your pants."
"Since Deputy Yang is so enthusiastic, I have no choice but to accompany him to the end," Xiong Dawu said to the back: "Bring ten grenades."
Luo Ziqiang saw Xiong Dawu who was full of confidence, and then looked at Yang Ling who was standing there calmly. At this moment, he suddenly realized that relationships rely on strength to win ammunition, and he admired Yang Ling endlessly.
When the people in the first company heard that their company commander was going to compete with the deputy company commander of Lao Yanqiang's company in marksmanship, they all crowded around and got ready to watch the show.
In their impression, there were many people who could compete with their company commander in marksmanship, but none of them could win. They could already imagine the embarrassment of Yang Ling losing and returning in despair.