diskusbooks Chapter 475 Support Him
Chapter 475 Support Him
"Don't move, your injury hasn't healed yet." Xiao Cui quickly supported him, "Have a good rest, call me if you need anything."
Zhang Ling nodded and lay down again.
He looked at Xiao Cui's busy figure, his heart full of doubts.
Where is this place? Am I not supposed to be dead?
He tried hard to recall what had happened before, but found his memory was blurry. He only remembered that he killed many people and then lost consciousness.
"Xiao Cui, where is this..." Zhang Ling asked weakly.
"This is Taohua Village." Xiao Cui said as she changed his dressing, "You have been in a coma for three days and three nights."
Peach Blossom Village?
Zhang Ling frowned. He had never heard of this place.
"How...how did I get here?"
Xiao Cui shook her head. "I don't know. I found you at the entrance of the village. You were covered in blood and were dying."
Zhang Ling looked at Xiao Cui with complicated eyes.
He didn't know why he was here, nor did he know what to do next.
He only knew that he survived, he was still alive...
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.
"Xiao Cui! Xiao Cui! The Japs are coming! The Japs are raiding again!"
A little boy ran in breathlessly and shouted anxiously.
Zhang Ling roared like a mad tiger, totally disregarding his own safety. The Japanese officer was frightened by the sudden momentum and pulled the trigger in panic. The bullet flew past Zhang Ling's scalp, bringing up a streak of blood. Zhang Ling took a step forward and chopped down fiercely with his sword. The Japanese officer was split in half without even a groan.
"Xiao Hu, I have avenged you!" Zhang Ling knelt down beside the sacrificed soldier, heartbroken.
The battle continued. The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment attacked the Japanese army like crazy. The Japanese transport team was completely defeated and all the supplies were seized. However, the battle of the first and second battalions to block the Japanese reinforcements was a tough battle. The Japanese reinforcements were numerous and had fierce firepower, and the first and second battalions suffered heavy casualties.
"Commander, the first and second battalions can't hold on any longer!" the signalman ran over and reported anxiously.
Zhang Ling wiped the blood off his face, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Tell the first and second battalions to hold on! I'll bring people to support them right away!"
Zhang Ling led the remaining soldiers and rushed towards the positions of the first and second battalions in a hail of bullets.
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"Damn it, Japs, come on!" Li Dazhuang was covered in blood, waving a big knife like a madman.
More than half of the soldiers in the first battalion had been killed or wounded, but they still held their positions tightly and did not retreat a single step.
"Battalion Commander, we've run out of bullets!" a soldier cried.
"If you run out of bullets, use the bayonet! Fight the Japs!" Li Dazhuang roared.
Just then, Zhang Ling arrived with reinforcements.
"Brothers, kill them!" Zhang Ling gave an order and led the soldiers into the Japanese position.
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The battle lasted a whole day and night, and the 772nd Regiment finally won the victory. The Japanese reinforcements were completely wiped out, and the transport team was also completely destroyed.
Although the 772nd Regiment won the battle, it also paid a heavy price. Of the more than people in the regiment, only less than were left.
Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Zhang Ling felt like his heart was being cut by a knife.
"Xiao Hu, brothers, I will definitely avenge you!" Zhang Ling roared to the sky, his voice filled with grief, indignation and hatred.
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After the battle, Zhang Ling returned to the base with the remaining troops.
He buried the fallen soldiers together and erected a monument for them with the words "The martyrs of the 772nd Regiment will live forever" engraved on it.
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In the following days, Zhang Ling trained his troops even more frantically. He vowed to make the 772nd Regiment a unit that would terrify the Japanese army.
He studied the Japanese army's tactics, learned their weapons and equipment, and developed a unique training method based on actual conditions.
He required the soldiers to be proficient in the use of various weapons, including rifles, machine guns, grenades, mortars, etc.
He also required the soldiers to master fighting skills and be able to defeat the enemy in close combat.
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After several months of training, the combat effectiveness of the 772nd Regiment has been greatly improved. Not only are their marksmanship accurate, but their fighting skills are also excellent.
More importantly, they have a spirit of not fearing death and daring to fight to the death.
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The reputation of the 772nd Regiment gradually spread, and the Japanese army became increasingly wary of this unit.
They called the 772nd Regiment the "devil's army" and did not dare to engage in battle with it easily.
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Once, the 772nd Regiment received an order from its superiors to ambush a Japanese army supply unit.
This baggage train was responsible for transporting ammunition and food to the Japanese troops on the front line.
If this baggage train could be successfully ambushed, the Japanese army's combat effectiveness would be effectively weakened.
After receiving the order, Zhang Ling immediately summoned the company commanders of each battalion to discuss the battle plan.
"This mission is very important, we must ensure that everything goes well." Zhang Ling said seriously.
"Captain, don't worry, we will ensure that we complete the mission!" Li Dazhuang said, patting his chest.
"Okay, I believe you!" Zhang Ling nodded, "For this ambush, we will use the tactic of 'luring the snake out of its hole'..."
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The next morning, soldiers from the 772nd Regiment ambushed the Japanese army's baggage train on the road it had to take.
In order to lure the Japanese army into the trap, Zhang Ling specially arranged a small team, disguised as a defeated National Army unit, and fled in the direction of the Japanese army's baggage train.
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Sure enough, the Japanese army's supply troops were fooled.
They thought this was a Kuomintang army unit that was easy to bully, so they chased after them.
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When the Japanese baggage train entered the ambush circle, Zhang Ling gave an order: "Attack!"
"Da da da……"
The roar of the Czech light machine guns once again echoed through the valley...
During the fierce battle, Zhang Ling discovered that there was a truck in the Japanese army's supply train, which was loaded with a large amount of gold!
He suddenly came up with an idea...
Zhang Ling roared like a mad tiger, his eyes were red, and a few drops of blood and tears slid down his knife-like cheeks. The Japanese officer obviously did not expect that this seemingly exhausted soldier could still have such explosive power. He was shocked by his momentum and stood there in a daze.
Zhang Ling's sword slashed down fiercely with the sound of wind. The Japanese officer barely avoided the fatal blow, but his left arm was cut by the blade, leaving a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, and blood spurted out. He screamed, retreated repeatedly, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
"I want you to pay back Xiaohu's life tenfold!" Zhang Ling roared and swung his knife again.
The Japanese officer dodged in a panic, but he had already lost the initiative and could only passively take the beating. After a few rounds, he had several wounds on his body and was about to collapse.
At this moment, more intense gunfire and shouts of killing were heard in the distance. "Baga! Reinforcements are here!" A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of the Japanese officer, who shouted in Japanese to try to boost morale.
The remaining Japanese soldiers heard the news of reinforcements and launched a crazy counterattack. Zhang Ling was entangled by several Japanese soldiers and could not get away for a while. The Japanese officer took the opportunity to pick up the pistol on the ground, pointed it at Zhang Ling's back and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
At the critical moment, a figure suddenly pounced on Zhang Ling and blocked the fatal blow for him.
"Er Zhuang!" Zhang Ling's eyes were bloodshot as he hugged the fallen Second Battalion Commander Li Er Zhuang, filled with grief and anger.
Li Erzhuang's chest was bleeding, his face was pale, and his lips were trembling as he said, "Commander...Commander...there are too many devils...you...you should leave quickly..."
"I won't leave! If you want to leave, let's go together!" Zhang Ling's eyes were red. He hugged Li Erzhuang, wielded a big knife, and fought his way out of a bloody path.
The remaining soldiers of the 772nd Regiment also gathered together and fought desperately to cover Zhang Ling's retreat.
They fought and retreated, gradually leaving the ambush circle.
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When the Japanese reinforcements arrived, they were furious at the sight of the corpses and destroyed trucks on the ground. They chased the 772nd Regiment frantically, but could not catch up.
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Three days later, Zhang Ling returned to the base with the remaining soldiers.
In this ambush, although the 772nd Regiment inflicted heavy damage on the Japanese transport convoy, it also paid a heavy price.
The first battalion commander Li Dazhuang, the second battalion commander Li Erzhuang, and dozens of soldiers died.
Zhang Ling's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. He locked himself in the room, refusing to eat or drink and seeing no one.
He recalled the battle scenes and his sacrificed comrades over and over again, his heart filled with regret and self-blame.
"It's me who harmed them! It's me who harmed them!" Zhang Ling beat his chest in pain.
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"Bang bang bang!"
There was a knock on the door.
"Captain, please open the door! You haven't eaten for three days!" It was the voice of the guard Xiao Wang.
Zhang Ling ignored him and continued to lock himself in the darkness.
"Captain, you can't do this! Our brothers are waiting for you!" Xiao Wang continued to persuade.
"Waiting for me? They are all dead! All dead!" Zhang Ling roared, his voice full of despair.
"Captain, you still have us! We are all still alive! We want to avenge our fallen brothers!" Xiao Wang's voice was firm and powerful.
Zhang Ling suddenly raised his head, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Yes, he still has living brothers, and he still has an unfinished mission!
He can't just sink like this, he has to cheer up, he has to lead the remaining brothers, continue fighting, and avenge his fallen comrades!
Zhang Ling took a deep breath and opened the door.
Outside the door, Xiao Wang and several other soldiers were waiting anxiously.
"Captain..." Xiao Wang said while choking.
"I'm fine." Zhang Ling patted Xiao Wang on the shoulder and said firmly, "Gather all the soldiers, I have something to say!"
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On the playground, the remaining soldiers of the 772nd Regiment gathered together. They all looked sad and had wounds on their bodies, but their eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
Zhang Ling stood on the high platform, looking at the soldiers in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Brothers, we have suffered heavy losses, and many brothers have sacrificed their lives! However, we cannot fall! We must turn our grief into strength and continue to fight! We must avenge our sacrificed brothers! We must make the Japanese pay with blood!"
"Blood debt must be paid with blood! Blood debt must be paid with blood!" The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the earth.
Zhang Ling's eyes swept across the faces of every soldier, and his heart was filled with strength.
He knew that this battle of revenge had just begun!
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At this moment, a signalman ran over in a hurry and said to Zhang Ling in a panic: "Report to the regiment commander, according to reliable intelligence, the Japanese army is gathering heavy troops and preparing to launch a large-scale sweep of our base!"
Zhang Ling's face changed, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.
He suddenly remembered a Japanese map he had seized before, on which was marked a secret location called "731"...
Zhang Ling took a deep breath, trying to suppress his inner anxiety. He pointed to the word "731" circled in red on the map and asked in a deep voice, "Who knows about this place?"