Eight hundred and seventieth chapters danger approaching
"dinner time."
As soon as the kid's counterattack was repulsed, the brothers from the cooking squad carried wooden barrels and crawled into the trench.
"Old squad leader, what's delicious to eat?" Seeing the arrival of the cooking team, the hungry brothers asked and rushed over.
“Sweet potato porridge.”
"What do you mean, the brothers are working hard at the front, and you just give us this to eat?!" When the brothers saw the clearly visible gruel, they immediately became angry.
"Brothers, I have no choice. This little thing was sent by the folks from the nearby village, otherwise we would have stopped a long time ago." The cooking squad leader also had a sad face, feeling helpless.
The conditions in the enemy-occupied areas were already difficult. When we finally managed to get some supplies, they were given priority to regular troops such as the 89th Army and the Security Brigade. The guerrillas were almost deprived of their supplies.
This time, I originally wanted to regain Gaoyou and grab rations from the Japanese, but who knew that the war would end in such a stalemate. The guerrilla officers and soldiers had not yet entered and had nothing to eat.
"Brothers! Listen to me."
Just as the brothers were clamoring to go to Commander Ma for food, Ma Yuren, commander of the first guerrilla major general, came over with several guards and staff officers.
"commander--"
Seeing the guerrilla commander Ma Yuren approaching, the brothers all moved out of the way.
Commander Ma Yuren stood still in the crowd and looked around at the brothers. His heart ached when he saw the skinny, haggard and tired officers and soldiers.
"Brothers, it is not my intention to let the brothers go to war hungry. To be honest, we have no food anymore. We won't even have sweet potato porridge tomorrow morning."
As soon as Commander Ma Yuren finished speaking, there was a buzz in the trenches. After all, they were fighting with their heads on their waists, but if they couldn't even eat enough, then why fight?
"But I know a place that has grain and canned food!" General Ma Yuren changed the topic and pointed in the direction of Gaoyou City, where the black smoke was billowing.
"The grain collected by the little devils from everywhere is stored in the city. As long as Gaoyou City is captured, we will not only have rice to eat, but also meat to eat!"
"Capture Gaoyou, drink wine and eat meat!" Some brothers raised their arms and shouted.
The brothers were furious and yelled one after another. Their eyes looked at the smoke-filled Gaoyou City, as if they were seeing a piece of fat with oil on it.
"Okay! Let's attack after this meal and break into Gaoyou. We will have breakfast in Gaoyou City tomorrow!" Commander Ma Yuren also shouted loudly.
"Brothers, come on, line up to get food." The cooking squad leader also took the opportunity to shout.
Spoonfuls of gruel were poured into the brothers' rice bowls. Although the bottom could be clearly seen, they were so hungry that they didn't care so much. They held the bowls and poured them into their mouths.
Veteran Luo Feng also filled a large bowl of gruel, walked to the trench ammunition box, sat down, raised his neck and started drinking.
Suddenly there was a sizzling sound in the trench, it was not like drinking gruel, but like eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.
"What's your name?" Commander Ma Yuren walked up to veteran Luo Feng and asked.
When Luo Feng saw the guerrilla commander approaching him, he hurriedly put down his bowl and stood up to salute, but the hand he had just half raised quickly held his ground.
Because he remembered that there were many elite shooters on the Japanese side, and they were specifically targeting the officers of the squadron. He could not harm the commander.
"Report, Luo Feng, Third Infantry Company, Fifth Detachment."
Ma Yuren looked at Luo Feng's burly and thin body and nodded with satisfaction: "I saw you fighting the Japanese through the telescope just now. You commanded it very well."
The sudden compliment made veteran Luo Feng very uncomfortable. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He straightened up and replied loudly: "They are all well trained by the commander!"
"You are just telling lies," although Ma Yuren was scolding, the smile on his face showed that he was very pleased with the words.
"Would you like to be the deputy company commander of my guard battalion?" Commander Ma Yuren asked Luo Feng.
Although Luo Feng fought a lot of battles, his troops suffered a complete defeat every time they fought against the Japanese. They were routed and scattered numerous times, and were gathered up many times.
The new troops are all controlled by the direct descendants of their respective commanders. Naturally, he, an outsider, cannot get an official position, so he has always been the leading soldier.
But now he is actually valued by Commander Ma Yuren, and he has jumped from a top soldier to an officer at the deputy company commander level. It is a lie to say that he does not want to.
But when he looked back and saw the brothers in the trench who were covered in dust and blood, he hesitated for a long time before shaking his head: "I want to stay with my brothers."
"Boy, don't you know good from evil!" Seeing Luo Feng shaking his head, a staff officer behind him immediately shouted angrily.
"What are you doing? Get out." Ma Yuren's face darkened and he shouted back the rude staff officer.
"Every man has his own ambitions, and I don't want to force you to do anything, but I won't take back what I said today. You can come to my guard camp anytime you want, and I'll guarantee you a company-level officer."
Commander Ma Yuren was not angry, and still looked pleasant, which made Luo Feng feel uncomfortable all over.
"Tonight we will launch a night attack on Gaoyou. Take your brothers and fight hard. If you are the first to attack Gaoyou, I will give you credit!"
"Yes!" Luo Feng stood up and responded.
After Commander Ma Yuren said some words of encouragement to the brothers in the trench, he got into the traffic trench and walked towards another position, disappearing from sight.
"Brothers, cheer me up and break into Gaoyou City. I'll treat you all to a drink then!"
At this moment, Luo Feng seemed to be filled with strength again, and he looked energetic.
As night fell, the cold guns and cannons on the battlefield were still firing, but compared to the dark and secret fighting during the day, the brothers didn't think much of these cold guns.
The order for the night battle has been issued to all units, although the various guerrilla units under Commander Ma Yuren have been reduced to broken divisions.
Many companies had only ten officers and soldiers, but after reorganization, many combat companies were formed.
The remaining grenades and bullets have been distributed, and the bayonets and swords have been polished. The brothers know that they have no way out. If they want not to starve to death, they can only move forward and capture Gaoyou City.
Veteran Luo Feng was temporarily appointed as the acting platoon leader. In addition to his old brothers, many of the more than thirty brothers under his command were survivors of other companies.
They were exhausted from a day of fierce fighting, and they did not move around after dinner. Instead, they stayed in the trenches to seize the time to replenish their strength and accumulate strength for the upcoming night battle.
Although flares were raised from time to time, and cold guns were fired in the ears, it had no impact on Luo Feng and other veterans, and soon the sound of snoring could be heard in the trenches.
When Commander Ma Yuren was preparing to launch a desperate night attack on the Japanese in Gaoyou City, danger was approaching in the large undulating reeds behind their position in the cold wind.
More than a hundred elite little devils are quietly lurking in this bullying reed swamp. They are as silent as ghosts. Their cold and stern eyes are observing the dots of fire ahead through the night to see where the guerrillas are.
Team position.
"Chief Makino, five hundred meters to the left is their command post."
A little Japs covered in camouflage nets quietly slipped into the reed swamp from a distance and reported in a low voice to the Japs Major Makino Kanan with a sinister gaze.
Makino Kanan's Skeleton Special Forces arrived in Jiangsu with the goal of setting up the Sulu Theater Deputy Headquarters in Xinghua.
But halfway through, they received a telegram that Gaoyou City was in danger, and they were asked to support Gaoyou's operations nearby, so they had to take a detour and arrived outside Gaoyou City, preparing to train with the guerrilla commanders here.