The gunshots gradually subsided. The Japanese on the opposite side of the ditch were ambushed and fired for a while before retreating to the reed swamp. There was no movement, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke and the smell of blood.
"Company Commander, it seems that the Japs have retreated?" Yang Dashu lay down in the pit, stretched out his head and took a look at the other side.
Yang Ling's guess was correct. The Japanese who infiltrated were not very courageous and insignificant. They were suddenly ambushed, but they did not hesitate to fight even after being surrounded. They greased their soles and retreated.
However, for safety reasons, Yang Ling did not order the people from the escort company to go to the ditch to check the results of the battle. The little devil was cunning, and if they did not go far, they would be a living target as soon as they went out.
"Xiao Jiao, take a few brothers to the east and be on guard three hundred meters." Yang Ling was silent for a moment and then ordered Jiao Chaoming.
Jiao Chaoming nodded, put away his gun, called to the two soldiers around him, and cautiously headed east of the small ditch.
Yang Ling sent a few more people to guard the west side. If the Japanese wanted to outflank them, they would be able to detect them in advance and they would not be caught in a trap.
It was always good to be careful when it was dark and the road was slippery. After all the instructions were given, Yang Ling took back the extended gun, took out the bullet again and pressed it into the chamber. Now they didn't need to do anything, they just needed to wait until dawn and they would be safe.
Zhang Hongying, the health captain, held Browning tightly with both hands and walked step by step towards the small ditch. Her tense face was full of nervousness. When she walked halfway, the gunshots in front had stopped, and the surroundings had returned to dead silence. She could feel it.
My own heartbeat was pounding.
She originally wanted to come to help, but now that the gunfire had stopped, she could not see anything in the dark area, and there was no movement at all. Her heart was in her throat.
Did the Japs retreat or did Captain Yang and the others all get beaten to death by the Japs? But there was no movement at all. She was now in a dilemma, not knowing whether to continue moving forward or immediately turn around and evacuate with the health team.
While Zhang Hongying was hesitating, the reeds in front of her made a swishing sound and began to shake. She raised Browning with both hands and pointed at the black figure emerging from the reeds, subconsciously preparing to pull the trigger.
"it's me--"
A low voice came, and Zhang Hongying saw Yang Ling's bronze face clearly under the cold moonlight.
"I was scared to death. I thought you..." Zhang Hongying felt that it was inappropriate to say this, so she paused and asked, "Are you okay? Where are the Japanese?"
Yang Ling stretched out his hand and pushed the Browning gun pointed at him outward: "The Japanese have been repulsed, and we are safe for the time being."
Zhang Hongying put away the Browning she was holding in embarrassment, her tense face finally relaxed, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
But then she asked with concern: "Is anyone injured?"
Yang Ling shook his head. He asked Wu Jiang to lead people to dig foxholes on this side of the ditch. The distance was so far away that even though the Japanese were good at shooting, they could only shoot blindly, so they were lucky that no one was injured or killed.
"Captain Zhang"
"Huh?" Zhang Hongying raised her head.
Yang Ling looked a little solemn and said bluntly: "The Japs' infiltration troops have arrived here. It is no longer safe here. I suggest that the health team move back immediately."
"I don't agree to the transfer." Before Zhang Hongying could reply, Lu Zitao, the deputy captain of the health team, was already striding towards this side.
Although Lu Zitao is talented and looks suave, he is very timid. Just now when the gunshots were heard, he was so frightened that his legs became weak and he could not walk. He was not as brave as Zhang Hongying, a female classmate.
He didn't react until the sound of gunfire stopped, and hurriedly got up and came over to check the situation. He happened to see Zhang Hongying and Yang Ling standing together talking, and suddenly felt a little unhappy.
He, Lu Zitao, was from a wealthy family and had profound knowledge. If he hadn't pursued Zhang Hongying, he would not have bothered to come to this battlefield with heavy artillery fire and suffer.
In Lu Zitao's eyes, Yang Ling was just a bad big-headed soldier and looked down upon. When he saw his sweetheart spending time with a big-headed soldier, he suddenly became resentful towards Yang Ling.
Yang Ling raised his head and saw Lu Zitao striding towards him, and frowned slightly: "Vice Captain Lu, I don't think we can hold on for long. If the Japanese suddenly come over, it won't be that easy to leave."
Yang Ling is not compassionate, nor does he have any pity. His sympathy and pity have long been washed away by countless blood. If it were not for the needs of the mission, he would not bother to care about the life and death of the health team. He just
I want to live by myself.
But now that he is the commander of the escort company, he has to think about the safety of the health team and the brothers below. The Japanese have been attacking the right bank of Yunzao Bang for so many days. It is only a matter of time before the place falls.
We can get some clues from the encounter with the Japanese infiltration troops just now. If the frontal defense is tight, the Japanese infiltration troops will not appear here at all. Now that the Japanese have appeared, it means that we can't hold on much longer.
"The mission of our health team is to provide rescue on the battlefield. So what if the Japs suddenly come over? Don't we still have your escort company? At worst, we will fight the Japs desperately. We are seven-foot tall men. How can we be afraid of the Japs?"
Lu Zitao held his head high, his chest high and righteous, and his tone was impassioned and ups and downs. Even Zhang Hongying, who was standing on one side, couldn't help but change her opinion of Lu Zitao. Although he had various shortcomings, his preparation for death alone was enough.
honourable.
Zhang Hongying also spoke: "Captain Yang, if we were afraid of death, we wouldn't have applied to come to this front line for field rescue. We cannot bear to leave countless wounded soldiers and move alone, and we can't do it."
Seeing that the captain and deputy captain of the health team unanimously rejected his proposal, Yang Ling felt a headache. Do you think fighting is just a house game? Countless bullets can kill people if they are hit by them.
"Captain Zhang, Vice Captain Lu, please consider this seriously. This is related to the life safety of everyone in the health team and our escort company..."
Before Yang Ling finished speaking, deputy captain Lu Zitao had already waved his hand to interrupt Yang Ling: "There are no people in our health team who are afraid of death. If your escort company is afraid of death and wants to withdraw, we won't stop you. Just go ahead."
Already."
Looking at Lu Zitao, who was standing and talking without pain in his back, for a moment Yang Ling wanted to rush up and blow his head off, but Yang Ling was well-educated and didn't bother to argue with him.
If Yang Ling was greedy for life and afraid of death, he would have become a deserter long ago and would not foolishly return to the battlefield. The reason why he wanted to evacuate was because he didn't want these people to sacrifice in vain, because it was meaningless.
It's better now, good intentions are being regarded as donkey liver and lungs. Since the health team is unwilling to evacuate, their escort company can only be used up. However, Yang Ling does not want to accompany them to death. Once the situation is not right, he will not be able to care so much. Even if
If you are treated as a deserter by the supervising team, you have to live first.
The conversation ended unhappily, and Yang Ling returned to the small ditch and waited until dawn. The Japanese infiltration team did not launch another attack, and there was no movement on both sides. It seemed that they had really withdrawn.
They were prepared but not prepared for the attack, and all five Japanese soldiers who had entered the ditch were beaten to death. Their bodies had turned white and swollen after being soaked in the water for a night.
Five Japs died, and there was no casualty in the guard company. The soldiers excitedly took the dead Japs out of the ditch and began to divide the spoils. They looked at Yang Ling standing in the distance and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and secretly praised him in his heart.
, the company commander is really good at predicting things and arranged to dig foxholes here in advance.