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

Yang Ling followed the squadron leader Sun Liangcheng to the front of the team, and the roar of the roaring river was deafening.

In the dark, Yang Ling found that there were only a few traces of the original bridge here, and the main part of the bridge had been washed away.

"Sir, why don't I send someone to search upstream and downstream to see if there are other bridges."

The Lieyan Special Operations Brigade only carried a map, and they were not very familiar with this place. For them, it was also an unfamiliar area to fight.

"We agreed with the guerrillas to meet at five o'clock. We have already lost a lot of time on the road, and we don't have time to find other places to cross the river."

In this era of communication blockage, if the guerrillas could not wait for them, they might change their plans and withdraw.

As for Yang Ling and the others, who were not familiar with the place of life, it would be even more difficult to rescue the officers and soldiers in the prisoner-of-war camp. Once the mission failed, the fate of those officers and soldiers in the prisoner-of-war camp would be unknown.

"Find a rope, and find a few brothers with good water skills."

Yang Ling stared at the surging river in the dark, thought for a while, and decided to risk crossing the river.

"Yes!"

Although squadron leader Sun Liangcheng felt that this method was too risky, he had no other choice but to try first.

Soon, Sun Liangcheng found several ropes more than ten meters long, which were equipped by scouts, and several brothers with good water skills were also found.

"I need you to take the rope to the other side and find a place to tie it firmly, but what I want to declare is that we don't know the depth of this river, the current is very fast, and your life may be in danger after entering the water, I don't force you .”

"Sir, let me come. I'm good at swimming." As soon as Yang Ling finished speaking, a brother stood up.

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay!"

The brothers hurriedly tied several ropes around the brother's waist, and then there were more than 20 brothers on the other side, and if the situation was not right, they would pull him back.

After taking a deep breath, the brother tied the rope all over his body, slowly slipped into the water, entered the swollen river, and tried to swim to the other side of the river.

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The surface of the river was pitch black and nothing could be seen. The rope tied to the brothers of the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade was constantly being extended, and everyone on the river bank had their hearts raised in their throats.

The current in the middle of the river was turbulent. Although the brother tried his best to swim towards the opposite bank, the huge current made him almost unable to control his figure and was rushed downstream.

There was no way to use strength in the water. Facing the torrential river, the brother kept struggling and thrashing, but it was of no avail.

"Quick, pull it back!"

Seeing the rope slide quickly towards the river, Yang Ling shouted hastily, and more than 20 brothers holding one end of the rope pulled back hard together.

Soon, the drenched brother was dragged back to the shore. He was exhausted in such a rushing river, and he couldn't even stand still.

"Help me down to rest, and change to someone else." After encouraging the brother a few words, Yang Ling ordered behind him.

Soon, the tied brother No. 2 slipped into the water and swam vigorously to the opposite bank. This brother almost lost his stability in the middle of the river.

Fortunately, he paid attention to maintaining his physical strength, and finally swam over with all his strength. Hearing the cry of the brother on the other side, the brothers who stayed on the other side cheered softly.

A few more brothers went into the water, reinforced and checked the ropes that had been fixed on the other side of the river. Although the current was turbulent, as long as they held on tightly to the rope and swam to the other side, they could cross the river.

For the sake of safety, every brother crossing the river held hands with each other while holding onto the rope to prevent being washed away by the water.

"Hurry up, don't go ashore, don't let go, or you'll be washed away by the water and you'll be done." Yang Ling repeatedly instructed the first batch of brothers to cross the river.

These brothers nodded solemnly, and then one by one, they got into the water, grabbed the rope and swam towards the other side of the river.

Because crossing the river while holding on to the rope, as long as you don't let go, even though the river rushes the brothers upside down, the brothers always cross the river without any danger.

Seeing that the first group of brothers crossed the river smoothly, Yang Ling immediately let the second group of brothers into the water, but one of the brothers lost his grip and was almost washed away by the flood.

It took the brothers a full hour to cross the river without any risk. Looking at the rushing river in the dark, they were all terrified.

After crossing the river, they didn't stay too long, but went directly to the assembly point agreed with the guerrillas.

In a dark forest, about 100 guerrilla officers and soldiers wearing cloaks and coir raincoats are lurking here.

This is the location they agreed with the Lieyan special warfare team, but they waited and waited, but the Lieyan special warfare team did not arrive.

"Captain, is there something wrong with the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade on the road?"

The agreed time had passed, but there was not a single person in the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade, which made some guerrillas lose their temper.

The guerrilla captain was also very anxious. After all, this is already an enemy-occupied area, and it will be dawn in a short time. It is very dangerous for them to stay here.

If the members of the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade were ambushed by devils on the way, and some prisoners sold them out, then their guerrillas would be wiped out.

"Wait a little longer, such a heavy rain may have delayed them on the road."

Although the guerrilla leader was enthusiastic and anxious, he was patient and prepared to wait a little longer.

"Send a few brothers to look for them in the direction they came from. Maybe they got lost."

It was pitch black and it was raining heavily. After thinking about it, the guerrilla leader decided to send a few people to meet Yang Ling and the others.

Indeed, as the guerrilla captain expected, Yang Ling and the others arrived in this area despite overcoming many difficulties.

But because it was dark and raining heavily, they were not familiar with this place, and the simple map in their hands did not match the surrounding area, so they had been wandering around for a long time.

Fortunately, the guerrillas sent out to meet them soon found Yang Ling and the others who were lost. They learned a few bird calls from a distance, and Yang Ling and the others responded quickly.

"Excuse me, are you the Flame Special Forces?"

Soon, a few guerrillas wearing bamboo hats and coir raincoats emerged from the darkness.

"We are the Flame Special Operations Brigade. I don't know who drew this map. It doesn't match the surroundings, which caused us to get lost."

Yang Ling stepped forward and checked the code with these guerrillas, and explained after confirming it.

"Our captain was worried that you would get lost, so he sent us to pick you up." These guerrillas said and made a request: "We are hiding in the woods over there, please come with us."

Yang Ling waved to the back, and then led the brothers to meet up with the local guerrillas very quickly. At this moment, an hour and a half had passed since the time they agreed upon.

"Mr. Yang, it's raining heavily now, and you're exhausted from traveling so far. Why don't you go to our campsite in the mountains to rest first, and how about we find time to rescue the captured officers and soldiers some other day?"

Seeing the wet soles of the feet of the officers and soldiers of Yang Ling's Lieyan Special Forces Brigade, the guerrilla captain kindly offered his suggestion.

"In order to avoid long nights and dreams, let's act according to the original plan, and go to rescue the captured officers and soldiers now. It is raining heavily now, which can be regarded as a cover for us."

After all, this is an enemy-occupied area. So many of them have arrived here. Although the traces of the road they have traveled have been dealt with, it will be a trouble if they are exposed, so Yang Ling insisted on acting according to the original plan.

"That's good." Seeing that Yang Ling wanted to act according to the original plan, the guerrilla leader no longer insisted, nodded and said, "Then let me introduce the situation of the prisoner-of-war camp first."

Several brothers gathered around and stretched out a raincloth. Yang Ling, the guerrilla captain and several main officers all got into the raincloth, took out their flashlights and spread out the map to listen to the guerrilla captain's introduction.