Two guerrillas rushed along the road to Xiaowangzhuang, carrying a brother who was covered in mud and blood, and shouted from a distance.
Xiaowangzhuang has become an outpost of Yang Ling's third guerrilla detachment, and the troops are currently stationed here.
The three guerrilla sentries outside the village looked at each other. One of them turned and ran into the village to notify the medical soldiers, while the other two quickly rushed forward to greet them.
"Where is the injury?"
A guerrilla sentry rushed forward and confirmed that they were the fighting group that had been dispersed.
While turning sideways to get out of the way, he asked the unconscious guerrilla on the back of a brother.
"The bullet hit the chest." A breathless brother replied.
"Send him to the village quickly. I've already sent someone to notify the medical soldiers." The sentry didn't ask any more questions. After all, rescuing people was the most important thing.
Soon, the unconscious and injured guerrillas were brought into the village, where several medical soldiers were already waiting.
The injured brother was put down. Although his chest was simply wrapped with a bandage, his military uniform was still soaked in blood.
"He has died."
The medical soldiers squatted down and before they had time to rescue him, they discovered that the brother who was brought back was no longer breathing, and had to stand up with a sad expression.
"It's impossible. He was still alive just now. Doctor, I'm not asking you to save my brother."
Seeing the brother lying motionless on the wooden board, one of the guerrillas who sent him back could not accept this fact and grabbed the medical soldier's arm and got emotional.
"Brother, please have my condolences. This brother has really sacrificed his life."
The people rushing around hurriedly pulled the agitated brother away and whispered comfort.
"It's impossible, it's impossible..." This brother squatted down holding his head in pain and began to cry loudly. The brothers around him were very worried.
Another brother who was covered in mud and blood looked at the brother who was no longer breathing, and took off his military cap dejectedly, his face full of grief.
Although their three-person guerrilla fighting group had not been established for a long time, they trained together and carried out missions to fight against the Japanese.
Although they are not real brothers, they are better than real brothers. They are brothers who can trust each other on the battlefield and can trust each other with their backs.
The three of them were very happy when they went out to carry out the hunting mission in the morning, but now there is a world of separation between yin and yang. The sacrificed brother will never wake up again. How can they not grieve after such a heavy blow.
This is a cruel war, because you are not sure when your brother or your relative will suddenly disappear and never wake up again, leaving you alone, suffering silently in loneliness.
These guerrillas are like this, and so are the thousands of officers and soldiers. The brothers around them change one after another, and countless new faces fight alongside them, and then disappear again in a certain battle.
This is like an endless cycle of nightmares, making every brother who falls into the whirlpool of war become numb and hollow. However, the war is still going on. Even if they are alone, they still have to fight alone.
Protect the land of our motherland where we stand.
The wailing brothers were so heart-wrenching that their voices became hoarse. The guerrilla officers and soldiers and villagers who formed a circle stood there in silence, and everyone was deeply sad.
For these brothers, although separation between life and death has long been a normal thing, they pretend not to care.
But after every battle, when they saw their familiar brothers being carried back, they said how sad they felt and could only hide in a deserted place and secretly wipe their tears.
The villagers in Xiaowangzhuang used to hate the Japanese, hated the bandits, and even hated the Chinese officers and soldiers who often came to the village. In their eyes, all these soldiers and guns were the same. They came to eat and drink for free, and even robbed people.
Something.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers drove away the food collection team so that they would not go hungry. They had already developed a good impression of the guerrillas, but now that they saw the sacrifice of these guerrillas who protected them, they felt inexplicably sad instead of like
As in the past, I watched the excitement as a bystander.
The brother whose eyes were red from crying finally stood up while wiping away his tears. He silently picked up his gun and walked straight out of the village.
"What are you going to do?" A brother stopped him.
"The kid killed my brother, I want to avenge him!" This brother's eyes were red and murderous.
They were brothers who fought side by side. Now that the brother was killed by the Japanese, the blood feud will naturally be avenged.
However, their combat team had been lurking near the Japanese blockade for more than ten hours. Although they killed two Japanese soldiers, they also sacrificed one person.
"What you need to do now is not revenge, but rest. If you are so tired now, you will get yourself involved." The mature and steady platoon leader pressed the brother's shoulder and said seriously.
"But my brother was killed by the Japanese..."
"You guys should have some rest before you go over to take revenge! I'll go with you!" the platoon leader said firmly.
"Your platoon leader is right, you should go down and rest first. Revenge will be avenged sooner or later." Yang Ling looked at his brother who was covered in mud and blood, and walked over and spoke.
This brother still wanted to speak, but Yang Ling already had a serious face: "Go and rest, this is an order."
Yang Ling turned around and ordered: "Take them down to rest, take a bath, and have a hot meal."
Although the two brothers wanted to return to the battlefield now to avenge their fallen brothers, in the face of Yang Ling's order, they had to go down and rest first.
"Everyone, please leave." Wang Huzi also waved his hand to let the onlookers disperse.
The Liu Family Courtyard has now become the outpost headquarters of Yang Ling and his third guerrilla detachment in Xiaowangzhuang.
"Sir, the Japs have also sent a large number of sharpshooters to target our brothers in the past two days. These Japs are very powerful. In just two days, we have sacrificed 20 people and injured more than 30 people. Should we suspend the hunting?
action?"
After returning to the yard of the outpost headquarters, deputy detachment leader Zhang Lieguo couldn't help but ask Yang Ling for instructions.
"The Japanese have started to send people to target us, which at least means that our hunting operations have hurt the Japanese, and they have to take countermeasures, so not only can we not stop, we have to intensify our efforts." Yang Ling paused and answered.
Zhang Lieguo frowned: "Sir, if we continue to suffer casualties like this, we can't hold on. We are short of medical treatment and medicine. Where are the injured brothers holding on? If there are more wounded, we don't need the Japanese to fight.
I have no fighting ability..."
"I will figure out a way to solve the problem of medicines and doctors," Yang Ling stared at Zhang Lieguo and said: "War is inherently dangerous, and casualties are inevitable. We cannot stop fighting just because there are casualties. We must overcome
Be more courageous after setbacks, rather than retreating when faced with difficulties!”
"We are not only going to launch a small-scale hunting operation, we are also going to capture strongholds and bomb the gun towers! Aren't the Japanese going to fight back?! Let's see who can have the last laugh!"
Every truly powerful force is fought out of a harsh environment of blood and fire. Not only do they bleed their enemies, but more importantly, they themselves are never afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice.
War is inherently cruel. Although it may seem unkind to let your brothers risk their lives to fight the Japanese, only by experiencing cruel battles can brothers grow up quickly and be able to protect the people behind them.