The number of devil soldiers who fled to the vicinity of Wangjiazhuang was small, only more than thirty people, although they were as brave as fierce beasts, but they did not hold out until they were wiped out in a moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as the gunfire of the battle stopped, Qin Shou, who was carrying a canvas bag, jumped up from the ground and shouted to the student soldiers to rush forward to clean up the battlefield and pick up the loot.

The strange screams of the devils and the bullets that whizzed over their heads from time to time frightened many students into the face of the earth, and their legs were weak, and before they came to their senses, they had already been taken to the battlefield by Qin Shou Hulala.

The scale of the battle was not large, and after eliminating this group of devils, Yang Ling had already led three combat companies to quickly advance towards Wangjiazhuang to seize the advantageous terrain, because it was pitch black, and he was worried that there were other devil troops nearby.

When Qin Shou arrived at the battlefield with the student soldiers, in addition to the bloody corpses and the wounded who were stranded, Yang Ling and the others had already advanced into the darkness.

"Bandage the wounded! The rest of the people hurry up and clean up the battlefield! Qin Shou crossed over the bloody corpses, he was already used to such a scene, and without the slightest discomfort, he gave orders to the student soldiers loudly.

The student soldiers stood still, and by the light of the burning fire, they saw the bloody corpses, and also saw the heads of some devils being chopped off, still staring at the hideous eyes.

The student soldiers who couldn't stand the bloody anger had already vomited so much that the yellow water in their stomachs came out, and the slightly more daring ones were standing on the ground and turned white, and it was the first time they had seen dead people everywhere.

Qin Shou turned his head and saw that the student soldiers were standing in place and did not move, and scolded with some annoyance: "What are you still doing in a daze!" Come and help! ”

Qin Shou's roar sobered up the student soldiers, Wang Zikun hurriedly stepped on the sticky blood and ran to Qin Shou's and squatted down to help bandage the wounds of the wounded, but he was not familiar with it, and there was no severity when bandaging, which made the wounded cry out in pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Wang Zikun hurriedly apologized to the wounded who were hurt by him like a child who had done something wrong.

The injured man did not blame, although he grinned in pain, but was full of optimism: "It's okay, let go of the bandage, you can stand it." ”

The wounded's words made Wang Zikun have no scruples, and he also opened his hands and feet, the original tension gradually disappeared, and the movements of his hands became more and more neat, although his hands were stained with blood, but for the first time he felt that he was no longer a useless person, and he also did his part for the war.

"Where's the injury?"

"I was shot in the waist, and it didn't get in the way."

"You kid is lucky, now you're relieved, don't worry about being bombed again, go to the rear hospital and take care of it, and then go back to our guerrilla camp when you recover from your injuries, and let's fight devils together."

Company Commander Qin Shou followed Yang Ling's ears and eyes, and also had the appearance of a little commander, patrolling back and forth and saying words of concern to the wounded, pulling the family routine, and patting them on the shoulder from time to time to show encouragement, which eased the original sad atmosphere a lot.

The student soldiers were originally full of sympathy for the wounded, but now seeing their happy appearance, they can't help but turn into envy, and the wounded can be withdrawn to the rear to recuperate, and it is a good thing to be fed and drunk, at least it is much better than staying on the battlefield and being afraid.

Qin Shou sent some student soldiers to send the wounded down on stretchers, and after the battlefield was cleaned, the remaining students' weapons and equipment were replenished in large quantities, and the canvas bags were also bulging, they dug pits to bury the sacrificed comrades, and then continued to advance towards Wangjiazhuang.

The three combat companies led by Yang Ling arrived at Wangjiazhuang in advance, and there was no trace of the rest of the devils here, so it was judged that what happened was just a small group of devils who had infiltrated by mistake, and their hanging hearts were finally relaxed.

Yang Ling received an order for their guerrilla battalion to garrison Wangjiazhuang to protect the flanks of Gaoqiaomen, which was small in scale, with dozens of low-rise adobe houses in one row, and the empty people had already fled, lifeless and lifeless.

"With a knife, take a few people with me to reconnoiter the terrain."

Yang Ling left the team in Zhuangzi to rest, he was not idle, and immediately beckoned Liu Yidao to lead people and him to the vicinity of Zhuangzi to investigate the situation.

This is a habit he has developed to fight in an unfamiliar area, and if he is not familiar with the surrounding situation, he will be vague and timid when he fights, so he will be the first to find out the surrounding situation whenever he goes to a place.

Yang Ling took more than a dozen brothers with loaded guns out of Zhuangzi, and began to survey the surrounding situation of the entire Wangjiazhuang in a clockwise direction from the north.

Wangjiazhuang is surrounded by large paddy fields and cotton fields, the terrain is relatively open, and further away is a river that does not know the depth, on the other side of the river is a black reed, and there are a few undulating hills a few hundred meters to the west of Zhuangzi.

After Yang Ling walked around and returned to Zhuangzi, he immediately ordered his troops to drive to the hills a few hundred meters west of Zhuangzi to establish a position.

"Battalion commander, it's so convenient for us to rely on Zhuangzi to establish a position to save time and effort, why do we have to go to the field to dig trenches, isn't that a blind toss."

Yang Ling's order unexpectedly encountered the opposition of the newly promoted company commander blacksmith, and everyone was also puzzled, if you put a good Zhuangzi bunker, if you go to the field to establish a position, there is no difference between eating and holding on.

Liu Yidao pointed to the adobe houses and suggested; "Battalion commander, you see that we will dig some holes in these houses of Zhuangzi, which is solid, even if the devil comes, we are not afraid."

Yang Ling was not angry at the opposition of the company commanders, their opposition showed that they were thinking seriously, rather than blindly rigidly executing orders, because sometimes rigid execution of orders would kill many people.

"Tell me what the devil will do first when he fights?" Yang Ling asked everyone rhetorically.

"Hit the cannon......" Liu Yidao blurted out without thinking.

Yang Ling smiled: "That's it, the devil can see this Zhuangzi clearly from afar, if a cannonball falls down, maybe we will be reimbursed before we see the devil." ”

Hearing Yang Ling's explanation, everyone was chilled down their backs, they patronized the map, where could they think of this layer, if the devil bombarded it, this Zhuangzi really couldn't bear it.

"Alright, immediately go to the outside of Zhuangzi and set up a position!"

"Yes!"

In December, the suburbs of Nanjing were already cold, and everyone cheered out of Zhuangzi, and the cold wind made them feel like they had fallen into an ice cellar, shivering from the cold.

Yang Ling did not let the brothers dig a one-line trench, because once the one-line trench of the National Revolutionary Army was broken in by devils, there was a chance that it would collapse, not to mention a guerrilla battalion of his own.

In order to be able to make the position more stable when encountering the devil, Yang Ling chose to use the method of establishing a position in echelons, so that the entire position has enough depth, even if the devil breaks through the first-line position, he will immediately suffer a fierce blow from the second-line firepower.

With Yang Ling's order, the hundreds of brothers in the guerrilla battalion began to establish positions in full swing, and Yang Ling's positions outside Nanjing could not hold on for long, so they did not let the brothers spend time and effort digging deep line trenches, but mainly let them dig foxholes for individual combat and bunkers for hiding artillery.