Yang Mingzhi looked at his watch, the time had come, and the troops continued to advance.

Many of the fighters fell asleep because of fatigue, and they were awakened one after another to move on. Looking at this army that was not very good in spirit, Yang Mingzhi was very worried, the morale did not seem to be good, with such a military appearance, if he encountered the enemy's troops, how would the battle unfold? Sure enough, the troops had to take a necessary break.

"Everyone, keep it up! We must continue on our way, only by keeping enough distance from the enemy that we will be able to sleep well in the evening! Yang Mingzhi shouted to the people around him, and the soldiers responded a few times.

Yerentina was right next to him, and she couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder and said, "Our warriors are strong, they will obey orders, I can see what you are worried about." If you want me to say, you don't have to worry about it at all. “

Yang Mingzhi looked back and smiled, "Okay, maybe I'm worrying about nothing." ”

"Of course, you don't look at how fast our fighters run, we have already walked the enemy's journey for a whole day. You are relieved, you are injured again, and you have to think about yourself. ”

Yang Mingzhi nodded and stood up to this person's teachings, she is a political commissar and a woman, and sometimes she speaks like an old mother.

At the same time, star fruit and Natasha are also hanging out with the wounded soldiers, who are too much to take care of.

The fighters carried stretchers and transported fighters with wounded legs. It is very cruel that the troops have abandoned many of the wounded, and the remaining troops are no longer willing to abandon them. Although the soldiers had a high level of consciousness, once they were seriously injured, they were abandoned, which was a huge blow to morale.

Yang Mingzhi's left arm was wrapped in gauze, and a hemp rope was wrapped around his neck. He deliberately slowed down and walked with the wounded soldiers. Because of the existence of the deputy division commander, everyone was greatly encouraged. "Now that I'm injured like you, I'm patient, so everyone has to keep going, and we'll go back safely."

These uplifting words were very useful, and the decadent mood of the troops weakened somewhat.

Carambola really wanted her husband to lie on the stretcher, but when she saw her husband insisting so much on moving forward with ordinary soldiers, the words were held in her stomach. She carried a gun, a small bag, and a medical kit pinned to her waist, so that she could be on call if the wounded soldier asked for it.

The strong girl has been putting up with the bruises on her arms, trying to show that there is no such thing. The star fruit looked over her injuries, but they were just bruises, so she had to endure it for a while and naturally recovered.

Yang Mingzhi is an old man, so naturally he didn't notice that there was something unusual about his wife's body. He just told him to walk too long and be too tired to stumble.

Throughout the afternoon, the troops ran for more than a dozen kilometers. After all, they had been practicing forest marching for a long time, and the Germans did have a trailing search force, but their marching speed was terrible.

At night, the troops rested in the forest, formed a ring of defense, and set up sentry posts. During this time, the troops made telephone calls through radio and the withdrawn reconnaissance to ascertain their safety.

Yang Mingzhi breathed a long sigh of relief: "Judging from the current situation, we are hiding in the forest and advancing, the enemy can't catch up at all, we are safe." He was so sure that the nervous hearts of the fighters calmed down.

Everyone was so tired that many people took off their gear and ate dry food. So much has happened in the past day, even dreamlike. The soldiers were still engaged in a tragic and bloody battle just a dozen hours ago, and now everyone who has eaten and drunk is falling asleep.

Yang Mingzhi relied on his uncle to rest, and star fruit leaned on him. The couple fell asleep so deeply that they slept until eight o'clock in the morning.

Yerentina woke up early, and she ordered the warriors to cook something to eat.

Yang Mingzhi was seduced by the tempting aroma, and he slammed up, and couldn't help but be startled.

Not far in front of him, a platoon of soldiers lit a bonfire, on which hung a dozen iron lunch boxes, boiling some flour and boiling them into salty porridge to drink. The whole army was full of such scenes, and the camp was full of green smoke.

He stood in front of this platoon and asked his platoon commander, "Who ordered you to make a fire?" We're not safe right now, and the smoke from everyone's fires is easy for enemy scouting! ”

The platoon commander immediately argued that this was an order from the commissar.

"That Yerenkina! Mess with me. Yang Mingzhi scolded and ran to Yelenkina, who was eating, and accused all this.

"Rest assured, we'll leave as soon as we've finished eating. Besides, our pursuers, do they really exist? ”

It is true that the troops did not find any traces of the pursuers, and Yang Mingzhi has always attributed this to the fact that the troops ran too fast. "Either way, we still have to be safe. Now the troops hurry up and eat, and we will start immediately. With that, Yang Mingzhi sat down cross-legged.

Yerenkina also appropriately put on a lunch box, "My deputy division commander, you can also eat something." When you have eaten enough, you can continue on your way. “

When asked about the aroma, his position immediately wavered. He ate and drank to his heart's content, and he also saw that his wife was also eating beautifully. Crumbs of biscuits kept leaking out of her little mouth.

The troops continued to advance, again as usual, with the remainder of the reconnaissance company on guard in front of the road, while the four battalions advanced in a square arrangement, with wounded men and a small number of other non-combatants in the core.

At noon, the troops stopped for reorganization, ate and rested, and prepared to continue their journey.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the forest, and many warriors who were taking a nap were directly awakened.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that someone's machine gun went off? Yang Mingzhi stood up vigilantly and immediately beckoned the battalion commanders over.

Soon, the radioman received a report from the reconnaissance company. "On the way to search, we ran into the enemy. They seem to be at war with someone, most likely our allies, guerrillas! ”

The situation was so important that the distance between the reconnaissance company and the large force was one kilometre, and they estimated that the place of the exchange of fire was also one kilometre away from the reconnaissance company. The distance in the forest was not very easy to judge, and it is certain that the intensity of the exchange of fire was somewhat great, as the gunfire became more and more frequent as the troops continued to advance.

"Hell! This is almost in time for a regimental battle. Yang Mingzhi subconsciously touched the belt of his trousers and wanted to take out the pistol he was carrying.

Yerentina nervously asked, "Did the enemy's pursuers catch up and run ahead of us?" “

"It's impossible, they can't run faster than us. Unless, the enemy's target is not us. They are chasing someone else, and to be sure, those are our allies. “

Yang Mingzhi paused for a moment and gave the four battalion commanders a practical order: "Ravlendi, you take your men to attack from the left flank, Yevgeny, you are the right flank." Roshakov and Kravsky, you two follow me! The rest of the personnel are fortified on the spot! ”

At the end of the day, Yang Mingzhi also gave orders to the children. "Peach, Natasha, follow me as a sniper group, and Kharkov will be my guard."

Yang Mingzhi is very willing to command on the front line, and in this wooded place, only by visiting the front line can he better determine the changes in the battle situation.

The fighters who participated in the new encounter threw down their backpacks one by one, carrying only weapons and ammunition, and followed the deputy division commander and the guard company like crazy. Ten minutes later, the troops arrived at the position where the reconnaissance company was sitting.

At this moment, the troops did not rush into the battle. The enemy's gunfire was frequent, as was the gunfire of friendly troops, which showed that the two sides were evenly matched. He made a prediction that the enemy's strength was less than one regiment, but more than one battalion.

The fighters were ordered to hibernate and wait for orders from their commanders.

Yang Mingzhi had a little trouble at the moment, the enemy's troops were a bit large, and in the encounter, there were only more than 1,500 people who could dispatch the troops. The so-called people are poor and short-sighted, and he summed up for himself the tactical failure of encircling the point to send reinforcements, and the fundamental reason is the lack of troops. He is a lion with a big mouth, and he overestimates his troops, and now he has to eat a large group of enemies.

"Deputy division commander, let's fight! We must save our people! Roshakov took the initiative to ask for battle, anxiously written on his face.

Yang Mingzhi looked at him, and then at the determined expressions of the soldiers behind him, and finally made up his mind. "Well, the radio informed those two battalions, immediately into battle, all fighters got on their bayonets and prepared for white-knuckle combat. We must destroy the enemy! Again, let's not take prisoners! ”

The order was given immediately, and the troops already knew the enemy's position through the dense gunfire.

Yang Mingzhi personally commanded the two battalions and suddenly turned to each other, which made the two battalion commanders a little surprised. He decisively pointed out the maze to Roshakov and Kravsky: "I already have a general understanding of the enemy's offensive formation, the enemy is fighting with friendly troops at the front, and we have to go around their backs and poke them in the eye. ”

The two battalion commanders were happy to say some rough words, but the words were not rough. Everyone can foresee that the enemy would never have imagined that their battle would encounter Cheng Biting Jin, who was killed halfway, so that there would be an embarrassment of caring about the front and the back.