The sky gradually became brighter, and through the mist, we could see the floating reeds and flowing rivers in the distance. The camp of the 61st Division gradually began to become noisy.
The old smoker woke up early. He dug into the extinguished fire and added a few more logs. The fire finally lit up again.
He touched his pocket as a habit, but only found an empty cigarette box. He looked at the empty box and finally threw it into the fire, which burned even more fiercely.
His smoke gun was blown up, and even the cigarettes taken from the dead people were gone. However, the old smoker's face did not show the slightest depression, but revealed a sense of joy.
Although the orders from above have not yet come down, as long as we leave this damn battlefield, it doesn't matter where we evacuate, as long as we can save our lives, everything will be fine.
Perhaps as Lao Yanqiang thought, the camp that was still lifeless last night had a glimmer of life. At least Lao Yanqiang saw the long-lost smiles on the faces of the remnant soldiers.
The remnant soldiers gradually woke up and started busy with their own affairs, but Yang Ling was still curled up on the ground covered with reed poles and fell asleep.
Before, they had been fighting fiercely with the Japanese, facing life-threatening threats all the time, so their nerves remained highly tense. Now that they had withdrawn, with friendly troops blocking the front, Yang Ling finally relaxed.
Yang Ling did not believe that the Japanese could attack here overnight, because in his memory, the Japanese broke through the Yunzaobang defense line on October 15th, so they were safe now.
Being in a safe environment, people will inevitably relax, so Yang Ling slept very deeply, very hard, and rarely had a good sleep, even the noise around him did not wake him up.
Yang Ling's nose smelled a pungent smell, and then he felt something approaching him quietly. Although he was sleeping deeply, he woke up immediately due to alertness.
Yang Ling violently kicked something close to him, and then heard a thump, followed by Fatty Tian San's cry of pain.
He opened his eyes and grabbed the rifle beside him, and then he saw Fatty Tian San falling down not far from him, looking at him with resentment in his eyes.
"Company, I just want to play a joke with you and scare you. You kicked me really fast and it hurts." The fat man rubbed his thighs and stood up unsteadily, full of grievances.
"It's better not to make such a joke next time."
Yang Ling put down the gun in his hand again, walked towards the river, took a handful of water and poured it on his face. The cold river water made him sober.
"Speaking of the company commander, I clearly saw that the company officer was asleep. How do you think he could still kick people while he was asleep?" The fat man walked to the fire and sat down, complaining.
"You deserve it. You're asking for trouble." When Old Smoking saw the fat man being kicked, he felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
The old smoker looked at Yang Ling who was squatting by the river washing his face, and he murmured in his heart. He clearly saw that Yang Ling was sleeping soundly, so why did the fat man get infected as soon as he got close? He could not see through this young man more and more.
The police thought it was a bit excessive.
If Lao Yanqiang knew what kind of cruel training Yang Ling had gone through, maybe he wouldn't be so surprised. This is the difference in strength.
It was getting dark, so the remnant soldiers had to hurry up and eat, because the next meal could not be eaten until night. The superiors had already issued orders. In order to avoid being bombed by Japanese planes, they were not allowed to light fires and cook during the day. Violation was severely punished.
This is not a question of whether the punishment is heavy or not. After all, the enemy bombs will kill you if you drop them. The remnants still know this, so they can strictly abide by this prohibition.
After a night of rest, the spirits of the remaining soldiers were much better. They were far away from the battlefield and no longer had to worry all the time. They were very relaxed.
After a hasty breakfast, the order came down. All the wounded soldiers immediately gathered and moved to Dachang Town, and then went to Nanxiang Station to be sent to the rear. The rest of the troops turned to the direction of Songjiang to defend the direction of Huangpu River.
Devil.
"All wounded soldiers gather here!" As soon as the order was conveyed, an officer over there shouted at the top of his voice.
Hearing that the wounded soldiers could be moved to the rear and leave the battlefield, Lao Yanqiang was excited and his face turned red. He looked forward to the stars and the moon. He could finally leave this damned place. How could he be unhappy?
Thinking of being able to leave this battlefield filled with dead people, Lao Yanqiang couldn't wait to pack his things. After all, we are all human beings and we all want to live. No one wants to die here and die in the wilderness.
Fatty Tian San didn't move. He had wanted to be a deserter countless times and escape from this battlefield where he could die at any time, but now that he could finally leave openly and honestly, he didn't want to leave anymore.
There are Japs here and Luo Ziqiang is dead. If he leaves this battlefield, there will be no place to avenge him, and he doesn't want to leave.
The injured remnants originally thought they were the unlucky ones, but now many of them shed tears with excitement. They could finally leave the battlefield as wounded soldiers and return to the rear where there was no smoke or flames of war, and they could finally survive.
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Some people are happy and some are sad. The wounded soldiers can leave the battlefield, but the remaining people have to stay and continue to fight the Japanese. They will go to Songjiang to defend the Japanese from the Huangpu River.
Lao Yanqiang was very happy, but after being happy, he felt worried. They could leave as wounded soldiers, but what about Yang Ling and the others? Yang Ling saved their lives, but after they left, Yang Ling still had to fight the Japanese here.
"Hurry up and assemble the wounded!" The urging officer from a distance raised his voice and wanted to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the Japanese plane takes to the sky, evacuation will become very troublesome.
"Company Commander, Company Lieutenant, we have passed..." Several injured soldiers looked at each other and finally moved away.
Lao Yanqiang and Fatty Tian San never moved. Lao Yanqiang felt that it was unjust for him to leave like this. Yang Ling saved his life, but he left and left Yang Ling here to continue fighting with the Japanese. He couldn't do this, otherwise
I will feel guilty for the rest of my life.
The reason why Tian San didn't move is also very simple. He didn't want to leave, he wanted revenge.
"What's wrong with you? You keep thinking about leaving here every day, but now that you can leave, you don't want to leave. Could it be that you can't bear to leave me?" Yang Ling looked at the two silent people with a smile on their faces.
Although Yang Ling is laughing, Fatty and Lao Qiang can't laugh. This is a difficult choice between life and death and friendship.
"Why don't you want to leave?" Yang Ling broke the silence.
"Although I can't shoot anymore, I still have one hand, I can still throw grenades, and I can still kill Japanese soldiers." Lao Yanqian found a lame excuse for himself to stay.
Yang Ling turned his gaze to Fatty Tian San, waiting for his answer.
"I want to stay and avenge Brother Luo!" Fatty's answer was simple and direct.
Looking at the two people who looked like two wooden stakes in front of him, Yang Ling cursed for the first time: "Shit, look at what you are like now, can you still beat the Japanese? The Japanese can't beat you, you stay on the battlefield.
It will only become a burden and cause more casualties..."
"Look at them, none of them want to leave, but you have the chance to stay and die. Are you being heartless or stupid?!"
Yang Ling pointed at the soldiers who looked depressed because they couldn't leave, and scolded Lao Yanqiang and Fatty mercilessly. Although Lao Yanqiang was the company commander, he didn't care.
"But..." Lao Yanqiang wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Ling's wave: "If you don't want to be a burden to me, leave quickly, go far away, and don't come back again!"
Now the only people Yang Ling is familiar with are Lao Ciangqiang and Fatty. The rest of them have been killed in the battle. He doesn't want them to die too. Now that he has the chance to leave, he will never let them stay.
"I won't leave!" Fatty Tian San held his neck, still insisting.
Yang Ling didn't have much time to waste words with them, so he directly grabbed the butt of the gun and hit the fat man, beating the fat man until he ran limping and screaming, and was finally driven into the wounded soldiers.
"Brother Yang, promise me you will live."
Faced with Yang Ling's scolding and beating, Lao Yanqiang and Fatty both left with the wounded soldiers. Looking at their leaving figures, Yang Ling felt empty in his heart.