Yang Ling did not expect that the Japs had tampered with the corpse. Hearing the painful groans of the brother whose arm was seriously injured by the explosion, Yang Ling clenched his fists and was filled with anger. He must pay for this blood debt with the blood of the Japs.
"Vice-General, there is no one in the village, the Japanese have escaped."
Wang Huzi ran out of the village quickly and reported the latest situation.
Yang Ling nodded and asked Wang Huzi to lead the people to be on guard, while he ordered a few brave and careful brothers to clean up the bodies that were hung on the tree trunks and exposed to the sun.
In view of the fact that the Japanese had tampered with the corpse, the brothers who collected the corpse were very careful when taking it down, fearing that it would be struck by another mine and cause unnecessary casualties.
Soon the corpses of the sacrificed brothers were taken down from the hanging tree trunks. The surviving brothers felt uncomfortable in their hearts and fetched water to wipe their faces and prepare to bury them on the spot.
Yang Ling walked up to Captain Wang Meng, whose body was stabbed like a sieve with bayonets, and squatted down. He looked at the face covered with dust and dark red blood, and remained silent for a long time.
Although it is often said that life and death are common on the battlefield, but when you actually see the brothers who have been together day and night turning into cold corpses, the grief is hard to suppress. After all, humans are not grass and trees, and how can they be ruthless.
"Company Commander, you can go in peace, I will definitely kill the little devil to avenge you!"
Shunzi, the deputy company commander with a dusty face, looked at the company commander Wang Meng, who had not a single piece of meat on his body. He clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he was full of murderous intent.
Shunzi knew that if he led a team to attack the village, he might be the one who died. This time he saved his life, and he had to avenge Wang Meng and his brothers who died.
The tattered military uniforms of dozens of brothers were tidied up, and the blood and stains on their faces were wiped clean. In the heavy hearts of the brothers, they were put into the pit dug at the entrance of the village and buried.
In the years of war and chaos, the bodies of many brothers who died in battle could not be transported. What's more, Yang Ling and others are still in a state of war, so they can only tear off their name tags and certificates and let them bury them in peace.
In these difficult years, countless anti-Japanese war heroes lay in obscurity on the land they defended and shed their blood, protecting the prosperity of the nation and the well-being of the people.
"Hats off - salute!"
As the slightly hoarse voice of the deputy battalion elder's pipe sounded, the surviving brothers of the third battalion stood up and took off their hats to pay the last military salute to these fallen brothers.
The sacrificed brothers were hastily buried in this nameless village. Yang Ling and the others soon embarked on a new journey. Their comrades died, but the battle was not over. They had to put away their sorrow and muster their courage.
Continue the unfinished task of the brothers who sacrificed their lives to protect these broken mountains and rivers.
The destruction of dozens of brothers made every living brother full of anger. After leaving the village, they chased along the Japanese retreat road to avenge this blood revenge.
The anger made the brothers forget about hunger and fatigue. They had only one belief in their hearts at the moment, and that was to catch up with those bastards and kill them to pay homage to their fallen comrades.
The brothers were walking heavily and panting. Even though they had trained for a whole winter and their physical strength had been strengthened, they were still exhausted from the long-distance pursuit.
"Deputy, deputy commander... the Japs, the Japs are right in front." After Yang Ling and the others chased them for several hours, the scout running in front came back panting to report.
When they heard that the Japs were in front, the brothers who were out of breath from exhaustion immediately became energetic. They pulled the bolts of their guns and put their guns on fire, preparing to go over and kill them.
"How many Japs are there?" Yang Ling asked seriously.
The scout replied: "About a hundred people, and they were also pulling some large carts."
Hearing that there were only more than a hundred Japs in this group, Yang Ling's eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent. He called the officers in the camp together and quickly assigned combat tasks.
Liu Yidao and Wang Huzi each led more than a hundred brothers to outflank the two wings, while Yang Ling led the remaining brothers to break through the center in an attempt to annihilate the Japanese army.
This group of Japanese troops did not stop after winning a battle in Wuming Village. Instead, they retreated directly towards Inner Huangcheng. They robbed another village along the way. At this moment, the bullock carts were full of looted things, so the retreating troops
The speed inevitably slowed down.
The weather in May was unbearably hot. The Japanese captain was sitting on a slowly moving bullock cart, with his clothes open and constantly wiping the hot sweat, feeling very irritable.
They were used to attacking and attacking again, but this time they were chased by the Chinese army and retreated all the way, which was not a good feeling.
He couldn't be happy about the cart full of items that they had robbed. Their troops suffered a lot this time. Only one of their squadrons ran out when the situation was bad, and the rest were all broken into pieces. Thinking of last night's useless battle, he
I couldn't help but want to curse people.
"Hurry up!" the Japanese captain shouted loudly, urging the soldiers driving the carriage.
"Hey!" When the soldier driving the cart heard the captain's scolding behind him, he hurriedly bowed his head and accelerated the speed of the cattle cart.
"boom--"
The Japanese soldier who was driving the cart had just whipped the black bull pulling the cart. Before the second whip fell, a dull gunfire suddenly rang out.
The scorching bullets roared and penetrated the Japanese soldier's left ear, and spurted out a large bloody mass from his right ear. His body swayed and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Swish swish——"
"Da da da--"
Suddenly, intensive gunfire rang out from all around, and the Japanese soldiers who were dragging a large amount of looted supplies were caught off guard. Those rampaging bullets instantly knocked down a large area of the Japanese army.
"puff!"
"Well!"
"puff!"
The Japanese soldiers were constantly pierced by whizzing bullets and fell to the ground wailing. The injured also wailed and twitched and struggled on the ground. For a while, the road was in chaos.
"There are Chinese people on the left!"
"There's one on the right too!"
…
When the Japanese soldiers were attacked, they quickly lay down and fought back, but they found in despair that they were surrounded.
The whistling bullets frightened the oxen pulling the cart. The big black ox went crazy regardless and ran towards the distance. The Japanese captain who was riding on the oxcart and the supplies were knocked around and fell heavily in front of him.
Come down.
There were also Japanese soldiers lying on the ground shooting. The sudden rush of the bullock cart made them look frightened and wanted to escape. However, it was too late at this moment. They watched helplessly as the bullock cart hit them, and their heads were crushed by the cow's hooves, leaving them sticky.
The brain matter flowed out.
The battlefield was in chaos. The Japanese machine gunners set up the Type 96 light machine gun and the crooked handle light machine gun, and fired back in the direction of the attack, trying to block Yang Ling and the others. However, in the face of the angry brothers, the Japanese soldiers were shot and killed repeatedly.
On the ground.
The Japanese captain fell off the bullock cart and was knocked unconscious. His face was cut by sharp stones, and his face was immediately covered with blood. He lay down behind a corpse and watched the bullets flying across the battlefield.
He was so angry that he was attacked.
"Grenade! Attack the left side, the first team captures the left side!" The Japanese captain quickly regained his composure and loudly ordered to prepare to capture the left side first and then counterattack.
The grenadier soldiers among the Japanese army immediately took advantage of the cover of the corpses and debris, squatted on the ground, adjusted the shooting scale, and fired grenades to the left.
"Boom!"
The grenade landed on the low hill on the left, shattering the turf and lifting up the soil, and then was thrown high into the air, filling the air with smoke.
"Bah, sharpshooter, shoot down the Japs' little steel cannon for me!" Liu Yidao's roar rang out.
In fact, without Liu Yidao's orders, the sharpshooters from the sniper platoon had already turned their guns and aimed at the Japanese grenade that posed the greatest threat to them.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"puff!"
"ah!"
"puff!"
The Japanese grenadier soldiers were shot and fell to the ground one by one. The remaining ones were so frightened that they did not dare to continue firing on the spot and hurriedly hid behind the broken grain truck.
"You little devil! Take the bullet!"
Deputy battalion elder Yan Qiang and the others also set up the Type 24 heavy machine gun at this moment. He pulled the trigger with his finger, and violent bullets swept towards the Japanese grenadiers.
"Puff!"
The violent bullets hit the large cart filled with grain and scattered sawdust, and the wheels were instantly destroyed by the heavy machine gun bullets. The Japanese soldiers hiding behind watched helplessly as the heavy machine gun bullets penetrated and shattered the vehicle and smashed the grain in the sacks.