The fighting on the front line became more and more intense. The Japanese bombing swarms passed heavily over the mountains and ridges, bombarding every Chinese garrison position and villages in depth without restraint.
The forward positions of Mahuiling were turned into scorched earth by the Japanese's indiscriminate bombing, and the villages and towns in the deep areas behind were also razed to the ground by heavy bombings.
The raging fire was burning, and black smoke was billowing into the sky. Even the village where Yang Ling and the others were temporarily resting were not spared.
As soon as the air defense sentry sounded the alarm, several Japanese planes suddenly appeared in their field of vision over the mountain. After a burst of strafing bombing, the quiet and peaceful village was blown into ruins and burst into flames.
When the air raid sentry sounded the alarm, the villagers hurried to nearby air raid shelters to take shelter, but there were no casualties.
But seeing their homes bombed into ruins and years of family property destroyed, many women couldn't bear the blow and burst into tears.
Looking at the villagers who were crying heartbrokenly and the village that was bombed into ruins, the officers and soldiers who were disgraced because they had escaped the bombing were filled with grief and anger, and they yelled at the little Japs.
After the suffering people cried loudly, in order to survive, they had to put away their grief and rummage through the charred ruins to find their belongings that had not been blown to pieces.
The officers and soldiers also took the initiative to join in the search. Seeing the tearful villagers, the officers and soldiers felt sore in their noses and wished they could go to the battlefield and fight the Japanese.
The villagers whose homes were destroyed by the bombing were resettled with the help of the army, but the Japanese planes bombed more and more frequently. They always came at dawn or at night when they were eating, which made the brothers always very nervous.
Embarrassed.
During the repeated bombing and strafing sneak attacks, some brothers who were slow to evade were injured and sent to field hospitals, and some villagers were killed. Looking at the people killed and injured in the bombing, every brother's heart was filled with raging anger.
They trained silently as always, but they trained even harder. Facing another attack from the Japanese planes, they still mechanically avoided it, but their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Although they haven't fought with the Japanese yet, the new recruits are already filled with raging anger towards the Japanese. The training ground is filled with shouts and murderous intent.
After a week of intensive training, the brothers are still far behind the veterans, but their eyes filled with grief and anger have become firm, and every movement has murderous intent. They roll and beat in the mud and water every day, and they are quickly moving towards
A true soldier transforms.
The training time was short, and the battle on the front line was in full swing. They, the new recruits, were extremely lucky to have one week of training.
More recruits like them were sent directly to the battlefield to replenish the army. Before they learned how to shoot and fight, they were already dead at the gunpoint of the Japanese.
However, their good luck has come to an end. The brigade headquarters has issued an order for them to end their rest and recuperation and head to the battlefield to replace the friendly troops who have been fighting on the front line for a week.
The recruits were excited and excited when they received the news that they were about to go to the front line, which meant that they could kill the Japanese. Seeing the reckless bombings of Japanese planes these days, their hearts had long been filled with anger.
At dawn, the brothers woke up to the loud reveille call, but this time there was no rush to start the daily five-kilometer armed cross-country.
Instead, they put on clean military uniforms and started packing their luggage, because they had received orders to go directly to the frontline battlefield after being reviewed today.
"Throw away all the irrelevant things or write your names and hand them over for safekeeping. I will return them to you after the war."
The junior officers were already dressed neatly and watched the new recruits in their companies packing their luggage.
"What the hell are you doing?" Madman, the veteran company commander, was also patrolling his company and asked curiously as he watched a recruit stuff a long tube-shaped object into his backpack.
The recruit hurriedly stood up and said: "Report to the company commander, this is a flute, a musical instrument."
The veteran company commander laughed madly: "I didn't expect you to be a talent, but this thing can't kill Japanese soldiers. It will be a burden on the battlefield, so throw it away."
"Yes!" The recruit saw the company commander's crazy words and had to take the flute out of his backpack.
"Everyone, listen up. We are going to the battlefield to kill the Japs, not to visit relatives. The Japs don't care about your gadgets. What the Japs like are bullets and grenades. Take as many as you can. Give me a hard greeting when the time comes.
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"Yes!" After hearing the crazy words of the company commander, the recruits all agreed with a bang.
After the recruits packed up, under the leadership of their respective company platoon leaders, each received fifty rounds of ammunition and three grenades, which were hung heavily on their bodies, making the recruits immediately feel confident.
Yang Ling and others defeated the Japanese Maruyama Brigade in the battle at Minshan. This time, both soldiers and weapons and ammunition were given priority to be replenished, so the ammunition was unprecedentedly abundant.
After the brothers packed up, they went to the open space outside the village in full gear to assemble. After a week of intensive training, the brothers in each company and platoon had undergone earth-shaking changes in spirit.
At this moment, more than two thousand brothers stood solemnly in the open space outside the village, with bullets loaded and bayonets unsheathed. Everyone had tense faces and resolute eyes, and an invisible murderous aura filled the air.
When people from the surrounding villages heard that the troops were about to take oaths here and go to the front line, they came over early and stood on the field ridges and under the big trees, watching the mighty and majestic team and seeing them off.
Yang Ling also put on a brand new military uniform, buckled the discipline buckle under his neck, and the armed belt slanted across his chest made his stern face look heroic and full of military masculinity.
"Report, regimental deputy, they are here from the brigade." Huzi had two rifles broken from his waist and reported to Yang Ling outside the door.
"I got it." Yang Ling straightened the hem of his clothes, put the helmet on his head, turned around and walked out of the tent. The regimental staff and subordinates were already waiting outside.
More than a dozen heavily armed soldiers rode horses from a distance along the road. The horses' hooves rumbled and mud splashed, and they soon stopped in front of Yang Ling and the others. The leader was a brigade man wearing summer clothes and carrying Browning on his waist.
Chang Zhou Zhidao.
Yang Ling and a group of officers from the regiment stepped forward to greet Zhou Zhidao, stood at attention and saluted in front of Zhou Zhidao.
"The humble Yang Ling leads all the officers and soldiers of the 301st Regiment to welcome the arrival of the brigade!"
Zhou Zhidao got off his horse, returned the military salute, and asked, "Are you all ready?"
Yang Ling replied: "Brothers have gathered and are waiting for instructions from the host."
Zhou Zhidao also saw more than 2,000 officers and soldiers gathered in a dark mass in the distance, and without wasting time, he walked towards the team.