The small town of Jiangqiao with blue bricks, gray tiles and white walls is nestled beside a bamboo forest. The bamboo forest is still full of green in this late autumn. Compared with the withered yellow reeds and brown dead branches and leaves around it, it is like a green emerald inlaid in it.
The north bank of Suzhou River is full of life.
The temporarily formed supplementary regiment went straight to Jiangqiao Town along the mud path. The queue of hundreds of people was long and sparse. The soldiers were trotting, breathing heavily, and their ragged and worn-out military uniforms made them look...
Embarrassing and pitiful.
In the direction behind them, the rumbling sound of artillery continued, and huge mushroom clouds rising from time to time were clearly visible. The Japanese troops had already reached the outskirts of Dachang Town, and the defenders were fighting hard.
Supplementary deputy Liu Ming was breathing heavily, and the hot breath from his mouth made his eyes foggy and blurry. He had to stop and pull up the corner of his clothes to wipe them, and then he regained his clarity.
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He turned to look at the long and dragging team, raised his voice and urged: "Hurry up! You're so lazy that you haven't eaten!"
"Regiment deputy, we ran out of food yesterday. Where can we get food..." The tired and tired soldier replied feebly, swaying in his steps, as if he might collapse at any time.
The Songhu battlefield has gathered 700,000 Chinese defenders, facing huge logistical pressure. Even the front-line combat troops can only ensure that they have food, not necessarily enough, let alone those who have been defeated and withdrawn.
, many people haven’t had rice grains on their teeth for a long time.
Seeing the weak team, Liu Ming shouted towards Jiangqiao Town, whose outline was vaguely revealed in front: "Work harder, there must be food in the town ahead! First come, first served!"
With Liu Ming's encouragement, the lagging team finally sped up. Now there were only four unsatisfied companies in the replenishment group. They all rushed towards the town, fearing that their food would be robbed by the other companies.
Yang Ling and his group of more than 150 men from the second company who had been temporarily replenished ate all the food that Yang Ling had finally saved. At this moment, they were better off than the other hungry friendly companies, but they were marching continuously.
After these few hours, some of my legs became weak.
The road was not like the hardened mud and cement of later generations, but was a mud road full of potholes. The stones stung the feet when they stepped on it. Many soldiers had blisters on their feet. If they were not careful, they would stumble and fall. It was really unsatisfactory.
Good to go.
Yang Ling had a 38 rifle slung on his shoulder, and the butt of the gun clanked against the cowhide belt around his waist. However, he was wearing rubber shoes with cleats that he had pulled off from the Japs' feet, and he was walking quickly. After running for a while, he was far away from the team
Left behind.
"Damn it, that guy surnamed Yang has been beaten up! He ran so fast!" Seeing Yang Ling rushing ahead from a distance, Qin Feng, the commander of the company, panted and grinned at the company behind him: "Damn it!
I need to run faster, otherwise the second company will snatch all my food away!" He said, using all his strength to chase forward.
Although Li Tiezhu, the third company commander, looked thin, hungry and tired, he didn't care about so much at the moment. If he arrived late, let alone food, he knew he had no hair, so he gritted his teeth and ran, full of energy.
It was Yanchen's face that was suppressed and turned red.
The soldiers of the four companies were running towards the town, breathing heavily, but still gritting their teeth and not daring to stop. They looked like hungry wild wolves, desperate for food.
In fact, they were really afraid of the days when they were hungry. Without anything in their stomachs, they would have no strength, and they would not be able to fight with the Japanese on the bayonet or escape for their lives.
They were all people who crawled out of the corpse pile and knew the importance of food. They clearly remembered that many of their comrades were hungry and fought with the Japanese because they had not eaten. They had no strength. Several of them hugged the Japanese and beat them, but in the end they were killed by the Japanese.
, in short, one word is miserable.
They were all frightened of hunger. Even if they were exhausted, they had to rush into the town to get some food to fill their stomachs. Because if they didn't eat, they would have to lie down first, let alone fight.
Yang Ling ran at the front, getting closer and closer to Jiangqiao Town. As he ran, he took off the 38 rifle from his shoulder and held it in his hand.
Although Jiangqiao Town is still a long way from the front line, it is close to the Suzhou River. It is difficult to say whether there is any danger. As the saying goes, it is always right to be careful when sailing a thousand-year-old ship.
From a distance, Jiangqiao Town is nestled beside a green bamboo forest. It is a quiet, peaceful and beautiful Jiangnan town. However, the closer you get, the more you can see the whole picture, which is depressed and dilapidated.
Looking down the street at the front of the town, there was no sign of human activity. There were discarded things scattered randomly on the dirt road, and the paper pasted on the wall was rustling in the wind.
Yang Ling pulled the gun's bolt with a clatter, leaned close to the wall of the street and groped inside the street, wanting to investigate first.
The remaining companies of the supplementary regiment also rushed to the outskirts of the town. They did not rush in rashly. Although it was important to find food, it was not worth it if they were shot and killed. Therefore, they formed a line
The two of them walked along the corners of the street and walked into the town.
A regiment of the Northwest Army was originally stationed in Jiangqiao Town, but due to the tight situation at the front, it was transferred up. Until now, Liu Ming has brought a supplementary regiment here to pick up the defense and evacuate the nearby people.
Regiment deputy Liu Ming was also rushing to the shelves. He was just a battalion deputy before. The front line was tight and there were no troops to send. He could only make up for the scattered troops and formed a temporary supplementary regiment.
When he came here, he didn't know anything about the situation here.
"Damn it, everyone is gone, what a bullshit." The company commander held a short gun in his hand, looked at the empty town ahead, and made a fuss with dissatisfaction. No one felt comfortable after having such an empty time.
The town was indeed empty of people. The broken objects scattered on the streets were blown messily by the wind. Some large characters written by brushes could still be barely seen on the ruins that had collapsed from the aerial bombs.
"Fight Japanese imperialism! Don't be a slave to the country's subjugation!" The large white characters were printed on the dilapidated wall. They were crooked and irregular but extremely eye-catching, making Yang Ling's heart surge with blood.
Yang Ling had often seen parades calling for the defense of the homeland and the big-character posters plastered all over the streets in later movies and TV dramas, but when he was there, especially after experiencing a brutal battle, he saw these
The slogan of "defending the homeland and defending the country" brought tears to some eyes.
As the saying goes, you will never know how painful it is unless the needle pricks you. I personally experienced the battlefield where blood and flesh were everywhere, and saw with my own eyes each of my comrades rushing to die one after another.
Seeing these slogans written on the wall, Yang Ling seemed to see those Chinese people standing under the big characters, raising their arms and shouting. The country is poor and weak, and the Japanese invaders are ferocious. Seeing the destruction of mountains and rivers, these Chinese people are running and shouting for the nation and the country. That is from
There was a deafening voice in the soul, which was the unyielding resistance of this poor and weak nation!
It is precisely because they do not want to be slaves to the subjugation of the country! Countless people stood up and ran around shouting to awaken the people, rushed to the battlefield, defended their homes and country with their own flesh and blood, and played the strongest voice of the Chinese nation in this era!