The timely return of Yang Ling, the commander, made the scattered and chaotic troops seem to have found the backbone, and their morale was immediately boosted.

After Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, gave Yang Ling a brief report on the situation in Huaiyin, Yang Ling finally had a general understanding of the current situation in Huaiyin.

"What about the people who are always referring to? Why didn't they arrange the troops behind the palace, and why was the retreat so chaotic? ”

Yang Ling finally managed the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps, although he said that he had lost Baoying and the head of the realm, but his strength still existed, but now he was beaten so embarrassed by the devils, which Yang Ling could not believe.

"Alas, I received an order from Commander Yuan to retreat, and when I went out of the city, I heard that they had retreated to the north, and there were still some brothers in our battalion who did not come out of the city, so I waited here to gather the brothers, who knew that the devil's cavalry had hit." Second Battalion Commander Wu Changqing replied truthfully.

Hearing that the group of people who were referring to him fled for their lives regardless of it, leaving the people and various troops in the city to be chased and beaten by devils, Yang Ling was also angry for no reason.

The Chinese army has never lacked brothers who dare to fight, but what it lacks is commanders who dare to take responsibility.

"How many of our brothers are there in the city now?"

Deputy Captain Yuan Guangtao could run away first, but Yang Ling couldn't ignore these robes who hadn't withdrawn yet.

Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, replied: "I heard that Commander Zhang is still in the city, and there are many brothers in each battalion who have been blocked by devils and have not withdrawn. ”

Hearing the dense gunfire and explosions in the city, Yang Ling knew without guessing that there must still be many brothers who had not withdrawn.

"Chief Yang, the devil is menacing, I will send someone to cover your retreat to a safe place first, I will stay here to gather the stragglers and guard the passage for the brothers in the city to retreat." Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, opened his mouth and asked Yang Ling to evacuate.

"Old Wu, how can I withdraw at this time." Yang Ling directly rejected the proposal of the second battalion commander Wu Changqing.

"I will take people back to the city to save the brothers, and you will lead people to build fortifications here to cover us, can you hold it?" Yang Ling looked at the injured Wu Changqing and asked.

"Hold on!" Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, swore an oath.

"Well, I'll give you some brothers to help you, and I'll take the rest." Yang Ling stood up as he spoke.

"Brothers, we still have countless brothers who have fought bloody battles with little devils in the city and have not withdrawn, those who are not afraid of death come to our side to gather, let's kill them back and save them!"

Yang Ling changed into a 38 rifle loaded with a bayonet, and stood there shouting for the brothers to come and assemble.

"The greedy ghost has run away, let's follow Chief Yang and kill back!"

"Kill back! Fight the little devils! ”

.......

The scattered soldiers around them all shouted one after another and gathered under Yang Ling's banner, and in a short time, more than two hundred people gathered.

"All officers above the squad platoon leader are out of the ranks!"

Seeing that these disrupted brothers were not greedy for life and afraid of death, and they wanted to kill them back, Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction.

After hearing Yang Ling's words, company commander Sun Liang and other officers whose faces were covered in blood and dust came out of the queue and stood in front of Yang Ling.

Yang Ling directly cut through the chaos and reorganized these brothers from different formations into four combat platoons, each platoon was about fifty people.

"One platoon stayed to listen to Battalion Commander Wu's orders, and the other three platoons checked the weapons and ammunition, and followed me back to the city to save people!" Yang Ling looked at the brothers who were quickly regrouped and gave an order.

"Old Wu, you must guard this retreat passage in the north of the city, please."

"Sir, don't worry, people are retreating!"

Wu Changqing had now regained his composure, and he was full of unprecedented trust in Yang Ling.

Yang Ling quickly said goodbye to Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, and took more than 150 brothers to cross the fleeing crowd that poured out like a mud flow and returned to the city.

Huaiyin, which was run by the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps, had become a mess due to the war, with parcels and carts littered everywhere on the streets, and countless panicked people were dragging their families and running out of the city.

War is like a plague that makes people unable to dodge, and the arrival of the devil has rekindled the flames of war in this city that has been quiet for a short time.

"Follow me, don't break up!"

The streets were full of people fleeing for their lives, and the brothers went against the tide in the direction of the fierce gunfire, under tremendous pressure, and if they were not careful, they would be swept away by the crowd.

When the brothers had only walked 200 meters upstream, the crowd in front of them suddenly became confused.

"The devil is coming, the devil is coming, run!"

Screams and cries were heard, and the crowd suddenly accelerated towards the outside of the city, and the streets were in chaos.

A small detachment of devil infantry that broke into the city from the west gate and infiltrated and interspersed jumped to the vicinity of the main road at the north gate, and immediately rushed out with a hideous face when they saw the vast number of fleeing people.

Although there were only more than a dozen people in this devil infantry squad, in the face of the unarmed people, they didn't take their arrogance to heart at all, and rushed out with their teeth and claws.

As the devil expected, when he saw them rushing out with bayonets, although the streets were crowded with thousands of people at the moment, none of them dared to turn around and resist, and they were all running in the direction of the city gate for their lives.

"Bang bang bang!"

The devils were recklessly shooting at these fleeing people, splashing blood and causing people to fall in pools of blood.

"Hahahaha, cowardly Shina." Seeing these people fleeing for their lives in terror, the devil soldiers let out a wild laugh.

"Yo Xi, the flower girl stays!"

A ghost soldier saw a young woman in front of him taking pictures of them with a camera, and immediately became excited, and a ghost soldier shot at the sky and shouted loudly.

"Su Yan, let's go, the devil is eyeing us."

Seeing the devil rushing towards them with a gun, the face of the man next to reporter Su Yan changed wildly, and he hurriedly dragged Su Yan, who was still holding a camera in his hand, and ran.

Seeing a few devils rushing over excitedly, reporter Su Yan was also pale and staggered to follow the man next to her.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The devil was like chasing his own prey, laughing and shooting while chasing, the bullets fell around Su Yan and them, and columns of smoke slipped out of the ground.

Su Yan, who had always prided himself as a self-proclaimed battlefield stationed in the Sulu Theater, was so frightened that he almost cried in the face of the bullets flying around him, and he had never felt that death was so close to him.

It was not easy for the devil to see such a beautiful woman, and he naturally shot his gun very measuredly, as if he was teasing his prey, although the bullets were flying around, they didn't really hit them.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

When Su Yan and the others were chased tightly by the devil, the male reporter who was with Su Yan was shot in the leg and rolled to the ground with a cry of pain.

Su Yan hurriedly turned around and wanted to pull it up, but where did a weak woman pull a big man up.

"Let's go, leave me alone."

The male reporter endured the severe pain, looked at the little devil who had flown over, and was sweating profusely.

The ghost soldiers were only more than twenty meters away from Su Yan and them, and they arrived in a blink of an eye, staring at Su Yan, who was constantly trying to pull the male reporter up, these ghost soldiers were all very excited.

"Bang ......"

Just as these little devils pounced on Su Yan and them, suddenly a dull gunshot came into their ears.

"Puff puff—"

Bullets whizzed down the street, knocking the few devils in front of them into a flutter, and a puff of blood sprayed out.

"Baga, the Chinese army!"

The devils behind reacted quickly, and hurriedly rolled on the spot to dodge and dodge, but under the dense rain of bullets, any dodge was useless, and the devils were shot one by one and sent out bloody arrows, howling miserably.