"Sir, I have no objection to teaching the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade a lesson, but the brothers are tired and hungry now. Why not let them rest for a while while I order someone to get them some food."
Zhang Liechen saw that Yang was determined to attack, so he stopped trying to persuade him and just suggested that Yang Ling start slowly.
Although the brothers had just come back from the battlefield, they were cold, tired and hungry, but when they saw the houses burned to rubble and the relatives who had been killed, they could not help but sigh in their hearts.
Anger surged in the chests of the brothers, and they wished they could fly to Xinzhuang right now to seek revenge on those bastards, forgetting all about fatigue and hunger.
Yang Ling was also furious for a moment and let his anger go to his head. He wanted to lead his brothers to attack Xinzhuang immediately, but deputy detachment leader Zhang Liechen's reminder gradually calmed him down.
Although the current attack on Xinzhuang can catch the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade off guard, given the current state of the brothers, I'm afraid the losses will not be small.
He looked around at the brothers who were gathering, and saw that they were all wearing dirty and wet gray military uniforms that they had not yet had time to change, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.
These brothers followed him without any regrets and shed blood. He kept staring at the enemy, but he did not care about the status of the brothers or consider whether they could persist.
"Report to the regiment, the first guerrilla battalion has been assembled!" Wang Huzi, the commander of the first battalion, quickly trotted over.
Yang Ling ordered: "Let the brothers rest where they are and wait for orders."
"Ah?" Wang Huzi rushed over to report excitedly, but he didn't expect to receive such an order, and he was immediately stunned.
Wang Huzi said with great confusion: "Commander, why don't we go fight against the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade? Brothers all want to take revenge."
Yang Ling shook his head and said: "Go and tell the brothers that we will definitely repay this revenge. Let's rest and eat first. After we have eaten and drank enough, we will go and seek justice for the villagers who died!"
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When Wang Huzi heard Yang Ling's words, he immediately became excited again. He dared to let them replenish their strength, and a warm current surged through his heart.
The brothers haven't had a sound sleep in the past two days. Although the battlefield is cruel and it was normal for them to stay up for days and nights when they fought fiercely with the Japs, the guerrilla brothers have never experienced such a high-intensity battle.
The battle is now a bit too much.
Although the brothers wanted to immediately seek revenge against the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade, in the face of Yang Ling's order, they could only rest patiently and wait for their meal.
Qian Fuming, the new village chief of Zhangjiaji, escaped by hiding in a cellar when the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade attacked him. However, his home was completely burned down and many of his family members were killed.
At this moment, he had a blood feud with the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade. When he heard that Yang Ling was going to fight against the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade entrenched in Xinzhuang, he was the first to raise his hands in approval.
Now that the brothers had not eaten, he hurriedly asked the people in the village to cook for the brothers. The people were grateful to the guerrilla officers and soldiers for supporting them and took out rice and noodles to make a fire for cooking.
In just half an hour, the hungry brothers had hot meals, which they devoured and finally regained some strength.
"The reconnaissance platoon will go first to find out the enemy's troop and firepower configuration in Xinzhuang."
After receiving the order, the reconnaissance platoon hurriedly finished their meal, packed up their ammunition and set off, disappearing into the night.
The First Guerrilla Battalion originally had 600 brothers, but more than 100 people were killed in the battle with the Japs, and more than 100 others were injured. Now all 400 brothers are gathered at Zhangjia.
The people in Zhangjiaji now love the guerrilla officers and soldiers very much. Although many people's homes were burned to rubble, they still gave the little rations they rescued to their brothers, which deeply affected Yang Ling and the others.
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"Go back and bring some oceans and food to help all the villagers whose houses were burned down to tide over the difficulties and resettle them."
Naturally, Yang Ling would not ignore these villagers and let Zhang Liechen take full responsibility for their resettlement. Zhang Liechen also agreed wholeheartedly.
It was almost midnight after the brothers took a short rest after eating. Then, under the leadership of Yang Ling, they disappeared into the night and headed straight for Xinzhuang.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the guerrilla brothers did not light torches. There was a feeling of sadness and indignation in the team.
Carrying guns on their backs, the brothers crossed large forests and reed swamps in silence, waded through several streams, crossed rivers, and soon arrived at the outskirts of Xinzhuang.
"Everyone rests where they are, no talking is allowed without orders, and no one is allowed to move around without permission."
Yang Ling asked the brothers from the first battalion to hide in a patch of undulating grass, waiting for news about the brothers from the reconnaissance platoon.
Xinzhuang, where the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade is located, is also a small village, but the people of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade are used to being domineering and often bully the people of Xinzhuang.
Under the oppression of the officers and soldiers of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, in a short period of time, all the people in Xinzhuang could not bear it and ran away. Now only the people of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade are stationed here.
After all, it was also the headquarters of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade. They were worried about retaliation after fighting the Japanese, but they built a lot of fortifications and barbed wires, making Xinzhuang look like a copper wall.
This time, the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade thought that they would be able to eliminate the Third Guerrilla Detachment by attacking from both sides with the Japanese, and become a powerful armed force in the nearby area.
Unfortunately, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade had bad luck. As soon as they attacked Xinzhuang, they learned that the Japanese had been defeated, so they retreated in disgrace.
"Damn it, how come you guys are so careless? Nearly a thousand guerrillas were beaten to pieces in less than a day. Isn't this a trap for us?"
Han Feihu, the captain of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade, was in a particularly bad mood. He was thought to be able to wipe out the guerrillas. Now instead of killing the guerrillas, he has become a enemy of the guerrillas. I'm afraid things will not be easy for him in the future.
"Brother, there is no need to worry too much. Although the Japs were repulsed by the guerrillas, I expect the guerrillas' losses will not be small. We have experienced the strength of the Japs. I am afraid that the guerrillas who suffered heavy losses now want to deal with us, too.
I am helpless."
Deputy Captain Hu Biao was sitting there with no trace of worry on his face.
"Besides, we have little devils behind us now. No, we have the imperial army backing us. Are we still afraid of the guerrillas?" Now Hu Biao was confident and did not take the guerrillas seriously.
After Captain Han Feihu heard this, he calmed down and stopped pacing back and forth, but returned to the chair and sat down.
"But the guerrilla surnamed Yang is very tight. We attacked Zhangjiaji this time. I'm afraid he won't let it go. Let the brothers not go out in the near future, wake up a little, and be careful they come to retaliate." Han Feihu.
He warned worriedly.
Hu Biao was quite confident in Xinzhuang's defense. Besides, he had obtained a lot of weapons and ammunition from the Japanese this time, which greatly enhanced his strength, so he really didn't pay attention to the guerrillas now.
He said carelessly: "Brother, don't worry, our Xinzhuang is impregnable. Even if the guerrillas want to come and retaliate against us, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat us, and they will have to break their teeth!"
Han Feihu nodded and added: "Send a few people there tomorrow to find out the news and see how the guerrillas have suffered this time, and then we can make plans."
Han Feihu also understood now that if the guerrillas suffered heavy losses, they would not mind taking advantage of the situation and destroying the guerrillas as a welcome gift for defecting to the Japanese.
If the guerrillas still have strength, they can no longer stay in Xinzhuang. They have to go to Qinghe Town and stay with the Japanese to be safe.
What Han Feihu didn't expect was that Yang Ling had always been a resolute person, and the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade took advantage of the situation and attacked Zhangjiaji. Whether it was to avenge the dead villagers or to eliminate the black sheep in the anti-Japanese team, Yang Ling would not let them go.
Moreover, Yang Ling doesn't know how to say that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, so he has already led his team to the outskirts of Xinzhuang, but Han Feihu didn't know that his death day had come.