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

There was no way to hide on the bare street, and the devil soldiers became a living target. Clouds of blood mist kept puffing up on their bodies, and before they dissipated, another cloud burst out again, like a rain of blood.

The clever devil soldiers wanted to break open the courtyard near the street. The gate was hidden, but the big sword team led by Liu Yidao had long been ambushing inside.

Liu Yidao was born in the Northwest Army, and he was good at using a shining machete. Since Yang Ling didn't have enough weapons and ammunition, he asked him to select a group of strong soldiers to temporarily form such a machete team.

Compared with other thin-faced and thin soldiers, the soldiers of these broadsword teams chose stronger ones. After all, it is impossible to swing a big sword without a lot of strength.

Liu Yidao picked up the machete and chopped off the head of a devil soldier who poked his head into the room. The sticky blood sprayed all over his body, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. The bloody machete slashed towards the nearby Another devil soldier.

The devil soldier was hit by the bullets swishing on the roof, crying to his father and mother, and had nowhere to hide. He wanted to hide in the house, but he was cut with a knife when he stretched out his head.

The machete of one of the soldiers hit the devil soldier's shoulder with a click, and the blade was deeply embedded in the devil soldier's bone. He couldn't pull it out for a while, but the devil broke free.

The ghost with a machete hanging on his shoulder screamed and turned around and ran away. The soldier saw that his knife was gone, so he hurriedly chased after him. A ghost soldier jumped out from the side in the rain, screaming. He stabbed the soldier with a bayonet. At this moment, the soldier was empty-handed, and his head went blank.

boom!A bullet shot out from nowhere, directly smashed the ear of the devil soldier, and then penetrated the devil soldier's head with undiminished momentum, flying out from the other side with blood and brains.

The wailing ghost soldier stopped, and crushed the empty-handed soldier into the muddy water. The soldier's face was covered with white and red brains. It was hot and smelled of blood. The soldier smelled The smell made my stomach churn uncontrollably, and I vomited it out.

"You bastard! You're looking for death so fast!" Liu Yidao lifted the corpse that was pressing on the soldier, and dragged the soldier who was about to vomit out bile from the ground, cursing his head and covering his face.

"My knife—my knife was taken away by the devil." The soldier vomited weakly at this moment, and wanted to explain. Looking around, the devil with his own knife on his shoulder had already fallen in a pool of blood, his waist and eyes Several holes were punched.

"Okay! Pick it up and chase!" Liu Yidao said angrily, and with a loud roar, he led the rest of the Broadsword soldiers and rushed towards the devil soldiers who were still resisting.

Almost half of the panting devil soldiers were killed after being attacked by such a rapid firepower. Many of them were beaten into honeycombs, bleeding all over their bodies, and had already died. Many wounded moaned and fell back on the ground. Climb, trying to hide in a safe place.

Rumble!A few grenades fell along the house, and the wounded Japanese soldiers were blown up more than one meter high, their arms and legs were also blown up and flew out. It's all red.

The shock wave of the explosion caused the rubble of the surrounding houses to fall down, and a soldier who was lying on the roof slipped under his feet, fell into the house along the hole, and became a non-combat construction member.

"Come on!" The soldiers on the roof emptied the bullets in the gun chambers and did not shoot again, because they were afraid of accidentally injuring the Broadsword Squad who had rushed up below. In fact, Liu Yidao had already rushed up before the sound of gunfire stopped. He knocked over a few devil soldiers.

Devil soldiers have never been afraid of hand-to-hand stabbing, because hand-to-hand stabbing is a very important part of their tactics, and they have undergone strict training.

Generally, they attack the positions of the Chinese defenders with aircraft bombardment, artillery bombardment, and then cover the infantry movement to about 200 meters before carrying out hand-to-hand assaults.

The ghost soldiers eat well, although they are short in stature, they are strong and powerful. When fighting hand-to-hand, the sallow and thin Chinese soldiers are generally difficult to be opponents. Therefore, the ghost soldiers' hand-to-hand assaults have been tried and tested, and they have broken through countless positions of Chinese defenders.

The Chinese soldiers are not the opponents of the Devil Soldiers, but they are their ancestors when playing with knives. Dozens of people led by Liu Yidao rushed forward screaming like that with shining machetes. The forest of knives glowing with a cold light is also frightening.

The devil soldiers originally wanted to fight with Liu Yidao and the others with their bayonets upright, but several devil soldiers were hacked by the sword after only one encounter, and the other devils hurriedly retreated in fright.

Although the devil soldiers are elite, they are not fools. Seeing that the situation is unfavorable, they immediately want to run away with oil on their feet, but how could Yang Ling give them such a chance? The people led by Qin Shou have already stabbed their wounds to death. The turtle in the urn cannot escape.

The surviving 20 or more devils began to fight back to back with the rushing Broadsword team. The good dogs couldn't stand up to the wolves, not to mention Liu Yidao and the others were filled with anger.

Compared with the ghost soldiers' fixed stabbing tactics, Liu Yidao's subordinates are all masters of knives. All kinds of dazzling saber techniques kept beckoning to the devils. A big blade cut off his calf, and before he could get up, another knife greeted his head.

"Not one left! Kill them all!" Liu Yidao's body was covered in blood and pieces of meat. He looked like Yan Luo enshrined in the temple.

Those broken soldiers who were chased by the devil soldiers and fled in embarrassment saw such a group of vicious swordsmen attacking the devil heartily. That's great.

When Yang Ling and the others came down from the roof, the battle was over. More than 60 devil soldiers were all down in a pool of blood. The bloody knife rummaged through the pile of corpses to find the gasping one.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield shift—"

Now a large number of devil soldiers have fallen to Suzhou. Although they have wiped out the vanguard, the devil soldiers from behind will definitely swarm in when the gunshots are fired here. Yang Ling doesn't want to be the devil's dumpling stuffing.

These veterans under Yang Ling's command were nimble masters. After hearing the order, they did not hesitate to pull out their clothes and pants, and did not drop anything that caught their eye. The devil soon became naked.

"Company commander, what do you do with these devil corpses?" Seeing the stripped naked corpses of devil soldiers, Yang Dashu felt troubled and ran to ask Yang Ling for instructions.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Ling ordered: "Drag them to the bomb crater over there and bury them, so hurry up."

When Liu Yidao heard this, he was dissatisfied and began to mutter: "Company commander, many of our brothers died and didn't even get a straw mat. Let's spend so much effort to bury these animals, and throw them outside to feed the wild dogs."

"There are still a lot of people in our city who haven't left. If the devils find out that they are dead, they will inevitably anger the people in the city. Hurry up and drag them over and bury them. Don't let the devils behind find out."

Yang Ling gave orders, and the soldiers moved quickly. There were so many people and strong strength. In less than 10 minutes, there was no evidence of an annihilation battle on the street except for the bullet holes and blood stains left behind and the traces of the explosion.

"Withdraw!" Yang Ling waved his hand, and the soldiers who won the victory immediately moved to the west of the city with their trophies.

Text 1Chapter 17 Bloody Battle in Suzhou

When night fell, the No.11, No.13 and Chongteng Detachment of the Eastern Front of the Japanese Army arrived in Suzhou City in large numbers. 16. Attack the front line of Changshu from the north of Suzhou City.

Due to the disorderly retreat of the squadron and the fierce pursuit of the Japanese army, the Japanese army only encountered slight resistance in Suzhou City and then captured this important town in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, all the units of the Japanese army were fighting in high spirits, clamoring to capture Nanjing and plant the flag of the empire in Nanjing, the capital of China. Instead of staying too much, we went straight to the next city, Wuxi, along the Beijing-Shanghai Railway.

Under the night, black smoke billowed in the city of Suzhou, mixed with sporadic gunshots. Although the main force of the Japanese army crossed Suzhou and went straight to Nanjing, a large number of Japanese soldiers stayed here overnight. The sound of fighting guns is the stragglers of the Chinese defenders fighting the ghost soldiers in Qingsu City.

In a two-story broken building in the west of Suzhou City, more than 300 soldiers led by Yang Ling hid here. The devil soldiers came too fast. They wanted to fight a few more battles before retreating, but now they were trapped in the city.

From time to time, devil patrols holding torches rushed out on the street, and the heavy leather boots stomped on the street, and cold lights flashed from time to time in the dark alleys, flickering on and off, reflecting the discarded bedding and sundries on the street .

There were screams and sharp voices in the distance, some houses were set on fire, and the flames rose up. They began to hunt down the broken soldiers of the Chinese army in the city, and many people who stayed in the city were also killed. Fierce ghost soldiers, they were driven to the cold and wet streets, walking towards the square.

As soon as the devil's soldier's patrol passed by, a hunched black figure emerged from the wet alley and headed straight for the two-story building where Yang Ling and the others were hiding.

The soldiers in charge of guarding outside told Jiao Ming to let him in. In the basement of the small building, he saw Yang Ling who was holding a meeting with several platoon leaders.

"Company Commander, the situation has been figured out. The people trapped in the building to the north are members of the 87th Division. It seems that there are also some stragglers from other units. The devils have surrounded the place to death and are now attacking. , I'm afraid they won't survive tonight."

"Okay, I see." Yang Ling waved at Jiao Ming, telling him to back out.

"The situation is clear. There are also our own brothers over there. I mean to save them. What's your opinion?" Yang Ling glanced at the disheveled platoon leaders and asked.

Liu Yidao said angrily: "The gang of grandsons of the 87th Division bombed bridges and roads all the way. The scorched earth policy of shit, many brothers who ran slowly were cut off from retreat, and were chased and beaten to death by the devils. In my opinion , there is no need to save them, they have committed too many crimes, and they deserve what they deserve when they die—"

"Although what they have done is a bit excessive, we are still our own people after all. We can't just watch them being wiped out by devils."

The scar on Wu Jiang's face was particularly ferocious under the dim lantern, and I would like to say a fair word for the people of the 87th Division.

"They rely on being the central army, and they don't treat us provincial troops as human beings on weekdays. Even if they are rescued, they will have to suffer at the hands of the little devils, so that they will dare to look up at the sky and look down on people in the future."

Listening to the complaints of several platoon leaders under him, the words were sour, and I sighed in my heart. The conflict between the Central Army and the provincial troops has been going on for a long time. The army is full salary, plus what they do on weekdays, it is normal for them to have resentment in their hearts.

Although Yang Ling knew that the brothers under his command were dissatisfied with the Central Army, he still decided to save them. The conflict between the provincial army and the Central Army was a conflict between brothers in the family. He couldn't just watch these bloody fighters The brother died at the hands of the ghost soldiers.

"Okay, now that the country is in crisis, let's put aside the previous grievances first, what we need now is unanimity, the devil is our enemy..."

After Yang Ling finished speaking, although Liu Yidao was still angry, he still agreed to save those brothers who were surrounded by devils.

Soon Yang Lingjiu led dozens of brothers who had changed into devil uniforms out of the hiding house, onto the street, and headed towards the battle zone in the north of the city.

The devil uniforms that Yang Ling and the others were wearing were pulled off from the exterminated devils. They were originally intended to be used for breaking out, but now they were put to use. Although the clothes were stained with blood and full of bullet holes, it was still dark in this dark night. , no different from other devils.