Yang Ling quickly turned his eyes away from the dazzling slogan. This nation has been in many disasters. Although it is now poor and weak, the country has been destroyed, but with the countrymen who shout with blood and the soldiers who die generously, the country will not perish!
The Chinese nation will surely stand upright, break out of its cocoon and be reborn, stand tall in the east of the world again, and become bigger and stronger!
Yang Ling quickly crossed the broken wall with the slogan written on it, and continued to investigate forward with his gun in hand. His eyes wandered among the broken walls and ruins, maintaining a high degree of vigilance.
The town was dilapidated and quiet, with the cold wind blowing away papers discarded on the ground. The streets were covered with shattered rubble and objects discarded by people fleeing their homes.
It can be judged from the scattered and discarded objects that the people here fled in a hurry and panic, and they did not have time to take away many things. There were even a few old wooden tables and benches placed in disorder at the door of a house, probably because they wanted to
Take away but have to leave behind.
Many houses were collapsed by the bombing, exposing holes, but the remaining doors were still locked. The people who fled may still want to wait until the war is over before coming back to live.
Yang Ling stopped in front of a house. He heard the barking of a dog from inside the house. Through the gap in the wooden door, he saw a big black dog tied up in the yard, barking wildly. It was probably its owner.
I ran away in such a hurry that I forgot to take him with me.
Yang Ling raised the butt of his gun and hit the lock of the wooden door. There were a few clang clangs, and soon the iron buckle was smashed down and the door was opened. The black dog barked even louder when he saw someone alive.
Lao Wang Toujin followed Yang Ling into the yard, and saw the black dog tied with a rope next to the big tree in the corner. He grinned: "There will be dog meat to eat tonight." After saying this, he pulled out the bayonet on his waist and walked over.
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Yang Ling did not stop Lao Wangtou from killing the people's dogs to satisfy their hunger. People had fled and they didn't know when they would come back. Now they were hungry and could only fill their stomachs first. As for the issue of compensation, let's wait and see.
You can't hold your urine to death.
"Don't be stunned. Check the surrounding streets carefully and bring back everything you need to eat!" Yang Ling turned around and ordered the soldiers under his command.
Yang Ling gave the order and they all dispersed with a roar. In groups, they began to climb over the walls and smash on the doors in search of food. Many houses had their walls collapsed by aerial bombs thrown by the Japanese. You could enter directly by following the gap.
Of course they were rude.
Liu Ming, the deputy of the supplementary regiment, did not stop these hungry soldiers from searching for food. In his opinion, Shanghai would definitely not be able to be defended. Instead of allowing the Japanese to plunder in the future, it was better to let them eat well so that they could fight against the Japanese.
After Yang Ling finished, he walked around the entire Jiangqiao town with a gun in hand along the dilapidated streets. He had a feeling that the town was not big, with only four streets, two horizontal and two vertical. The houses were unevenly high and low, and there were only a few bricks.
Most of the tile structures are made of earth, and the gap between the rich and the poor is obvious.
The town was empty and everyone had fled. Yang Ling felt very relaxed. They didn't have to spend their time evacuating, which was a good thing.
Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, wandered along the streets to get a clear idea of the situation in the town. Their mission was to come here to guard the town and evacuate and cover the people who had not yet evacuated.
Now that all the people have fled, their task has become easier. They only need to defend this town. It is at least four or five hours away from the front line. The Japanese will not be able to attack them for a while. Liu Ming thinks that this guard is doing a good job.
There is nothing to do and there is no danger. All you need to do is stay here quietly and wait for the evacuation order.
But since we were guarding this place, we had to show off, so the regimental deputy waved over the communications troops, assigned defensive positions to each company, and then led more than ten people from the temporary regiment headquarters to the street near the north.
We found a house that was not seriously damaged and set up a temporary regimental headquarters.
Although the supplementary regiment was very small, with a total of only more than 500 people, and these people came from different combat units, Liu Ming was also a regimental deputy, so he set up the airs of the regiment headquarters.
The soldiers who were responsible for collecting food came back one after another. In addition to potatoes, some people also found a few pieces of bacon and a jar of rice. Together with a dog that was killed before, Yang Ling and the others finally had their dinner.
"Report!" The communications soldiers of the supplementary regiment trotted up to Yang Ling and saluted.
Yang Ling raised her bronze face and asked, "Xiao Zhang, what's the matter?"
The communications soldier pointed to the south side of the street: "Captain Yang, the regimental deputy asked your second company to guard the south side of the street."
There are only four streets in Jiangqiao Town. One street for each of their supplementary regiments is just right. However, the south street is close to the Suzhou River. If the Japanese come from the river, they will bear the brunt. However, since it is the order of Deputy Liu, Yang Ling naturally agrees.
Directing the soldiers of the second company to move to their positions.
The streets in the south are also dilapidated. There are no more than thirty houses in the whole street. The Japanese bombs were very heavy. Most of the houses in the center collapsed. Even those that did not collapse have become dangerous buildings and cannot be camped.
"Go to the houses on the right in a row and put your machine gun on the attic." Yang Ling pointed to the houses near the Suzhou River and said.
After giving instructions to the first platoon, Yang Ling turned to the second platoon leader: "You two platoons go to the intersection in front and defend along the street."
If there were two machine guns, Yang Ling could arrange a diagonal fire network. Once the Japanese came from the direction of Suzhou River, they would definitely not be able to gain any favor.
But now they only have one machine gun, so they can only use three patrols as horns to defend each other. The machine gun is located in one corner of the triangle and can provide fire support to the other two patrols.
The three patrols happened to be located at the three points of the triangle. Yang Ling placed a few skirmishers between each other, and a simple defensive circle was formed.
Yang Ling stayed with the third platoon. The platoon leader was Lao Wangtou, but at this moment he was holding a knife to clean up the big black dog that was already naked.
Lao Wangtou used to be the cook squad leader in the Sichuan Army. Although he was now the combat platoon leader, seeing that his men were having trouble dealing with the big black dog, he simply rolled up his sleeves and took matters into his own hands.
Yang Ling finally had some free time. In the past, he had to fight in the rain of bullets every day, eating pancakes and sleeping in muddy trenches. His nerves were always very tense. Now he was far away from the battlefield and relaxed. He lay on the wooden board and fell asleep unconsciously.
"Company Commander, Company Commander, wake up, it's time to eat." It was Lao Wangtou who woke up Yang Ling. He still rolled up his sleeves. In the dim light, Yang Ling saw his wrinkled face.
It was getting dark outside. Yang Ling took out his pocket watch from his coat pocket and looked at it. At eight o'clock in the evening, he sat up from the hard board and felt pain in his arms.
The meal was ready. A big pot found from somewhere was steaming with aroma. There was a pot full of bacon and dog meat. Rice porridge was boiling in the pot next to it. Everyone was holding broken bowls and lunch boxes.
Looking longingly at Yang Ling walking out of the house, waiting for the meal.
"Have they been sent to the first and second platoons?"
Lao Wangtou smiled and scolded: "They have eaten now. Those brats are like wolves. If I hadn't watched them take away the pot -"
Yang Ling felt hungry after smelling the aroma, and waved her hand: "Let's eat!"
With large pieces of meat and fragrant porridge, Yang Ling and the others had a warm and filling meal that night.