The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

A burly man with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his face full of impatience, he is the commander of an armed force, called lame because he is lame.

"You want to be a monkey, but we want to be human."

A young man in a Chinese tunic suit played with the exquisite Browning in his hand, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and joked.

Hearing the young man's ridicule, the rebellious commanders around laughed loudly. They were all powerful, so they laughed unscrupulously.

The crippled face couldn't hold back his face, and his thick palm slammed on the table, shaking the water glass on the table.

"My surname is Xiao, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!" the lame roared angrily.

The young man in gold spectacles playing with the Browning pistol is Xiao Yan, the son of the local wealthy Xiao family.

"Cripple, try moving me to see if your hands are faster or my bullets are faster?"

Xiao Yan raised his Browning gun and pointed it at the lame man's head, with a smile on his face, but there was a cold murderous look in that smile.

"Damn, you're the only one with a gun, don't you, I..." The cripple was furious when someone pointed a gun at him, and wanted to draw the gun as he spoke.

"I said you stupid lame, this is the territory of Commander Yang. If you use knives and guns, you can't rub the sand in the eyes of Commander Yang." Zhang Baozi saw that the lame man was about to draw his gun in anger, and hurriedly held it down with his big hands. over him.

The cripple was reminded by Zhang Baozi, and when he looked at Xiao Yan with a smile on his face, his heart skipped a beat, damn it, he almost got fucked again.

If he really shoots here, then Officer Yang can spare him. His subordinates are as strong as a cloud, and if he is crushed to death, he is almost like an ant. This is killing with a knife!insidious!

"My surname is Xiao, you wait for me, sooner or later, I will peel off your skin!" After figuring out Xiao Yan's plan, the cripple sat down with a cold snort.

Xiao Yan, who was playing with the pistol, sighed slightly. His plan to kill with a borrowed knife failed again, but he was not discouraged, and he still had a smile on his face, but everyone knew that this was not a good bird.

In the meeting room of the warehouse renovation, several local armed commanders came in one after another to find a place to sit down. People they knew were chatting and laughing, and some people were staring at the leaky roof in a daze. Most of them had one of each. The whole conference room was filled with smoke.

"Mr. Yang is here!"

After everyone waited for almost two hours, Yang Ling, who had completed the battle plan with his staff, rushed over.

Accompanied by the loud shouts of the guards at the gate, Yang Ling, who was dressed in a neat school uniform, walked into the room with sonorous and forceful steps, surrounded by two staff officers.

As the commander of the Northern Subei Corps, Yang Ling led his troops and the little devils to fight fiercely for several rounds, and won all of them. His reputation has spread in this area.

The commanders of these local armed forces saw Yang Ling walking in and got up in a hurry, but they were still slightly taken aback when they saw the man in an old military uniform with a shaggy beard.

In their impression, commanders at Yang Ling's level are all dressed in clean and tidy clothes, full of aura, looking at Yang Ling's appearance, as if he hasn't slept for a few days, a bit sloppy, subversive their impression of senior officers.

But seeing Yang Ling like this, they were even more convinced that Yang Ling was the one who led the officers and soldiers of the Subei Corps to victory, because he was not superior, at least he was on the battlefield in person.

In this era of backward communication, being able to command operations on the battlefield in person means being able to grasp changes in the battlefield situation in a timely manner and make timely adjustments.

And those officers who are high above and always stay in the headquarters rely on the communication soldiers to run back and forth, get the battlefield situation, and then take countermeasures. There is a delay in the middle, and sometimes it is fatal on the rapidly changing battlefield.

"Hello, Mr. Yang!"

After a moment's surprise, the armed commanders in these places saluted Yang Ling with non-standard postures, and some saluted with fists clasped. Yang Ling returned the salute and asked them to sit down.

Although Yang Ling was wearing an old military uniform and hadn't shaved his beard for several days, as the commander of the corps, he had sharp eyes, sat upright, and his every move was full of the rigid majesty that a soldier should have. Dare to underestimate.

"Everyone, I, Yang Ling, invite you to come here today to discuss the joint battle against the devils. First of all, on behalf of the Northern Subei Corps, I welcome you all..."

Chapter 966 Reward Order

Yang Ling didn't have time to greet everyone, so he directly cut to the point, asking them to cooperate with the officers and soldiers of the guerrilla corps to fight against the devils.

"The little devil is coming in a violent way this time. Your homes and properties are all in the local area. I don't need to say, you all know the consequences of the devil's arrival, so this time cooperate with our guerrilla corps to fight the devil. I hope you will do your best not to hide it. After all, fighting devils is to defend your hometown and the land left by your ancestors."

The reason why everyone came to Jieshou Town was mainly because of their interests. The price paid by Yang Ling was high, mainly because they could get money, guns and ammunition.

But now hearing Yang Ling's tone is to let them fight the devils bloody, these are some good people, this loss-making business made them hesitate a little, if all the people are gone, they will have nothing.

"Mr. Yang, it's not as serious as you said. The little devil is here. If I lead someone into the reeds, can he still find me? After they leave, I will come out and continue to live my life." Someone said. He opened his mouth casually.

Seeing that these people did not realize the seriousness of the problem, Yang Ling continued to add: "Information shows that the devils dispatched more troops this time than you imagined, and now only the devils that appeared in Gaoyou have at least two brigades. Moreover, the follow-up troops are still gathering in Yangzhou, and they are about to sweep the whole territory of Jiangsu, and when they occupy it for a long time, where else can you hide?"

Hearing what Yang Ling said, everyone gasped. They all thought this time was just an ordinary military operation by the devils.

But now the army of the devils is stronger than imagined this time, and if they really occupy it for a long time, they can hide in the reed marsh for ten days and half a month, but after a long time, they will starve to death.

"So this time we have to crush the devil's attack in order to gain a foothold. Otherwise, when the devil really takes over the whole of Jiangsu, we will have nowhere to go." Yang Ling emphasized his tone.

Although everyone knew in their hearts that there was still another way, which was to surrender to the devil and become a traitor, they dared not say it in front of Yang Ling.

Besides, they are all Chinese. The devils have been fighting in Jiangsu for so long, and they have not turned to the enemy because of their prosperity and wealth. They still have the blood of the Chinese in their bones, that is, they will not bow their heads.

"Mr. Yang, it's no problem to cooperate with your guerrilla corps. We are all Chinese. It's a matter of course to beat up little devils, but the brothers under him are also dragging their families. If something goes wrong, this It's hard for me to explain to their family..." The cripple hesitated to speak, showing a very embarrassed look.

"You don't need to worry about this. All brothers who were killed or injured in the battle with the devils will be paid pensions according to the casualty pension standards of our guerrilla corps. Those killed in battle will be doubled. At the same time, their families will enjoy military treatment, tax exemption, and hard labor."

Hearing what Yang Ling said, the commanders of the armed forces in these places nodded. If they really followed the standards of the guerrilla corps, then the brothers would be safe.

"Mr. Yang, what if we win the battle?"

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, Xiao Yan, the commander of the Xiaojia Village Self-Defense Force, pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and spoke warmly.

"For all of you brothers who participated in the battle against the devils, you will be rewarded with an ocean if you kill one of them. If you capture it, it will belong to you personally. At the same time, our Northern Subei Corps will provide you with guns, ammunition and supplies."

Yang Ling paused and added: "Of course, you can't play tricks either. Killing a devil requires a head and equipment to prove it before you can claim the reward."

This time, Yang Ling spent a lot of money. Compared with their guerrilla corps in northern Jiangsu, these local armed forces are more familiar with the local area, and using them to harass and attack the devils has a greater effect.

And the officers and soldiers of their North Jiangsu Corps were hiding in the dark as the main force, waiting for opportunities in this area to find fighters, and then eating the devils one by one.

"The rise and fall of the country is everyone's responsibility. It is the duty-bound responsibility of every Chinese to fight devils, so when you go back, you will also pass on the message to my fathers and villagers. Not only you, but anyone who can kill devils can take the devil's head and proof Come to the Subei Guerrilla Corps to receive the reward."

Yang Ling is equivalent to issuing a reward order to the devils. Now relying on the propaganda of patriotism can awaken some people to fight against Japan, but the effect is limited, and most people will be wise to protect themselves.

But with the reward order, there will be more people who seek money or have the opportunity to kill the devils to act. For the devils, this area will become dangerous.

Yang Ling wanted to turn this area into a devil's grave, so that the little devils would not dare to leave the camp alone, or even the troops at the squad level to go out alone, and end the history of a few devils occupying a town.

Yang Ling believes that with the drive of interests, many people will act. As for the bounty, he is not too worried. After all, the people and the local armed forces are limited to kill the enemy on a large scale. It is impossible to kill devils on a large scale. It mainly depends on their main force. force.

Everyone was scrambling to ask Yang Ling about various details, and Yang Ling was prepared to answer them one by one. Everyone was very satisfied with Yang Ling's arrangement.

Fighting devils with Yangling's North Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps not only provided them with guns, food and ammunition, but also rewards for killing devils, and pensions for those who died in battle.

Such a good thing is like a pie in the world, they will naturally not refuse, it is much more cost-effective than risking their conscience to rob their own people.

"Mr. Yang, so we have so many teams, there must be a commander, right?"

Everything was discussed, and Zhang Baozi raised a final question, which was also the question they were most concerned about.