Four hundred and fortieth chapters wind and rain are coming
Yang Ling's temporary command post was set up under a few big trees on the back side of the mountain, and the brothers in the security squad were busy setting up camouflage with cut branches.
The weather in September was extremely hot and sultry. Yang Ling walked around the company positions in the mountains and was already sweating all over. His throat felt as dry as fire.
He pulled open the disciplinary buckle at the top of his military uniform and loosened his belt. He opened the kettle and took a sip of cold water. Only then did he feel better all over.
"Has the phone been set up?" Yang Ling grabbed the communications platoon leader who was about to walk out and asked.
The communications platoon leader stopped and replied: "The telephone team is pulling the line, it's almost time."
Yang Ling ordered: "We must ensure smooth communication to each company's positions——"
"Yes!" the communications platoon leader responded and went straight to the telephone squad who was pulling lines on the hillside.
Although Yang Ling and others are the main force of the Central Army, they are not equipped with radio stations at the regimental and battalion levels. Their third battalion has a telephone squad.
"Where's Deputy Battalion Commander Zhou?" Yang Ling looked around and didn't see Lao Smoking, so he asked Hu Zi who had been following him.
"I just saw him taking a few brothers to the front." Huzi pointed to the east side of the mountain and said.
Across the mountains and further ahead is the Japanese camp in Minshan. What is Lao Yanqiang doing there with his people?
Do you want to surrender to the Japanese? However, Yang Ling only had this thought for a moment and quickly gave it up. If Lao Yanqiang really wanted to surrender to the Japanese, he would not wait until today.
Yang Ling grabbed his belt and walked out of the command post: "Let's go take a look."
But just a few steps after Yang Ling and the others walked out, the sound of thunderous gunshots was heard from the other side of the mountain.
Hearing that the gunshots were from the Japs, Yang Ling suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He thought the Japs were counterattacking, so he grabbed the gun and rushed towards the top of the hill quickly.
But after they rushed to the top of the mountain, they found that the brothers of a platoon guarding here were standing on the position, shouting loudly in the direction of Minshan, without any nervousness.
"Regiment deputy!" Seeing Yang Ling running towards him, they all raised their hands and saluted.
"Where to shoot?" Yang Ling asked anxiously.
The platoon leader pointed to the open space between them and the Japs and replied: "The deputy battalion commander is over there taking out the Japs' small steel cannon."
The distance between the mountains where they built their positions and the Minshan position occupied by the Japanese was only about one mile. The area between the two sides was filled with corpses due to the previous battle, and many weapons were scattered on the ground.
Yang Ling raised his eyes and saw that Lao Yanqiang was running back with several brothers carrying ammunition boxes and two grenade launchers.
The Japanese soldiers guarding Minshan Mountain kept raising and shooting, and the bullets kept falling behind Lao Yanqiang and the others, causing mud pillars on the ground and pieces of meat to fly up.
"Nonsense!" Looking at this frightening scene, Yang Ling was a little angry. It would be a big loss if he risked his life for two grenades.
Fortunately, Lao Yanqiang and the others ran back to their position without any danger. The Japanese who were chasing them all retreated angrily when they saw the machine guns mounted on the mountain.
"Hehe, I got two small steel cannons, so this trip is worth it."
Lao Yanqiang was panting from exhaustion, and when he saw those little devils retreating, he had a proud look on his face.
Although Yang Ling wanted to blame Lao Yanqiang, he also knew that he was worried that their heavy firepower was insufficient and could not block the Japanese attack. He also had good intentions and could not say any words of blame.
"Old company commander, you are now the deputy battalion commander. Don't be so reckless next time. If you make a mistake, I will lose a hundred small steel cannons." Yang Ling said seriously.
Lao Yanqiang also heard the concern in Yang Ling's words. He didn't expect that he had such a heavy weight in Yang Ling's heart. He also nodded and said: "Don't worry, deputy regiment, I still want to live for two more years.
I just won’t go next time.”
Seeing that Lao Yanqiang directly admitted his mistake, Yang Ling did not pursue it.
Lao Yanqiang and the others got back two grenades and three boxes of grenades. For Yang Ling and the others who lacked heavy firepower, it was a timely help.
"Find two brothers who can use it in critical moments." Lao Yanqiang ordered the platoon leader who was guarding the top of the mountain.
"yes!"
The platoon leader who got the grenade was immediately happy. There were only two Czech light machine guns in his platoon, which greatly enhanced the firepower of his platoon.
"You kid, please don't bombard randomly. Pay attention to supporting friendly forces when the time comes." When Lao Yanqiang saw the platoon leader excitedly grabbing the grenade launcher, he did not forget to remind him.
"Don't worry, deputy battalion commander, we promise not to waste it, and we will blast them all into the enemy's heap!"
When Yang Ling saw that Lao Yanqiang had returned safely, he felt relieved and told him to be careful to guard against Japanese attacks. He went down the mountain and went straight to the wounded area in the ravine.
The wounded soldiers were hiding in the woods in the ravine. Before they got closer, Yang Ling and the others smelled a strong smell of blood from a distance.
The brothers were extremely brave on the battlefield without even frowning, but the bloody wounds made them miserable at the moment.
Looking at these blackened and painful faces, Yang Ling's heart became heavy.
"Regimental deputy...come here, a brother with a dark red bandage on his head is struggling to get up and salute.
"Lie down quickly, lie down quickly." Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and asked him to lie down on the stretcher again.
Looking at this brother who had half his body stained red with blood, Yang Ling could imagine how brave he was when facing the little devil.
"Regiment deputy, I killed three little devils..."
"Take good care of yourself. Once you're done, we can continue killing the Japanese." Yang Ling patted his shoulder and comforted him.
Yang Ling stood up and looked at the miserable brothers lying in the forest, his heart ached a little.
"Xizi——"
"Yes!" Medical platoon leader Xizi ran over quickly.
Yang Ling pointed to the wounded soldiers who were screaming in pain and ordered: "Organize a stretcher team and send the seriously injured soldiers to the rear division field hospital as soon as possible."
"Vice-General, we don't have enough manpower, can you send us some people to help?" Xizi asked.
In the past, when their troops went to war, they would organize local civilians to organize a stretcher team to carry the wounded. This time, the troops rushed into the battlefield in a hurry, and just a medical platoon couldn't handle it.
"You also know the situation in our camp. Our troops are stretched thin and we really can't spare any troops now." Yang Ling was also in a dilemma.
"Sir Yang, we can help carry the wounded." At this moment, a Sichuan Army major who had two fingers broken by bullets came over.
"Why haven't you withdrawn yet?"
After the battle, Yang Ling asked the Sichuan Army Major to lead the people to withdraw. After all, they had received the order to withdraw, but they did not expect that they would still stay on the battlefield.
The Sichuan Army Major replied: "The Minshan position was lost in our hands. How could we withdraw without taking it back?"
"Are you injured?" Yang Ling said, holding the Sichuan Army Major's hanging right hand.
The Sichuan Army Major raised his bloody hand and said: "It's just two broken fingers..."
"Xizi, bandage him quickly." Yang Ling ordered Xizi.