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

The devil's shells arrived as promised, blowing up the corpses on the battlefield, and the remaining people of the supplementary company hid in the cave for the bombing, waiting silently for the end of the bombing. It was full of the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the old smoker coughed violently.

Although Yang Ling tried his best to save the lives of the remnants of the Supplementary Company, there will be no mercy in war. After only a few hours of fighting, there are only six solitary figures of No. 33 of the Supplementary Company nestled in the muddy water. In the cave of hiding soldiers, waiting for the next time to go to death.

ps: Thanks to the book friends Wuchen Zhizhu and Xiao Yuefengchen for their rewards.

Text Chapter 48 Assisted Defense

The shells trembled so that the soil above the cave for the soldiers fell down, and the remaining six people of the supplementary company became ashamed. They crowded side by side in the small hole. Luo Dayong panted heavily, praying that the damn shelling would end soon. He was almost out of breath.

Fatty Tian San felt the piercing pain from his buttocks, cursing that little devil would die, he couldn't poke anywhere, he had to stab his own butt with a bayonet, damned little devil.

The devil's shells fell on the position and blew up the corpses that were too late to clean up. The whole position seemed to be plowed, a mess of potholes.

Every time the shells fell and exploded, the hearts of the remnants trembled, and there was a roar in their ears, like thousands of mosquitoes buzzing.

As if it had been centuries, the devil's cannons finally stopped roaring. Guessing that the devil's infantry was about to come up, Yang Ling poked his head out of the cave.

The trenches they had worked so hard to dig were completely scrapped. They were scorched black by the devil's artillery, and most of the places had collapsed. The dead people were buried under the fluffy soil, half of their bodies were exposed, which was horrible.

The devil's tactics are extremely simple, shelling, infantry charge, shelling again, infantry charging again, every time the shelling stops, the devil's infantry will swarm up.

Old Smoker and the others also got out of the Remnant Soldiers Cave, frowning as they stared blankly at the messy position, the trenches are gone, how can they defend this?

"Come on, let's run for our lives, and we can't hold it." Luo Dayong held his deformed machine gun in his hand and said frustrated words.

"You idiot, if you don't want to be shot by the supervising team, run away." The old smoker kicked Luo Dayong staggeringly, almost falling into the muddy water.

Luo Dayong said with a full face of grievance: "But there are not enough of us who are devils to get between our teeth, and it's not such a way to seek death."

Why did the old smoker never want to run for his life? Everyone wants to survive. He has been fighting in the army for more than ten years. The reason why he can survive in the hail of bullets until now is not a deserter once or twice, but now he knows They couldn't escape, not because he was so patriotic, but the main worry was that if he became a deserter, he would never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

If you die on the battlefield, you may become a martyr, and your family members can still receive a death pension. If you become a deserter and are shot by the supervising team, not only will you be bullshit, but your family will be stabbed in the back for the rest of your life. He feels that being a deserter This thing is not worth it.

Regardless of the noise from the disabled soldiers, Yang Ling strode towards the company's position with the Hanyang-made rifle in his hand. They added that there were only six people left in the company, and it was impossible to hold the position unless the sun came out to the west.

But now the order to retreat from above has not come down for a long time. Even if they die, they have to die on the ground. Anyway, they will die anyway. Yang Ling decided to give it a go. Maybe he can kill a few more devils and find a way out.

The first company is the main company of the third battalion. It is many times stronger than the dilapidated supplementary company in terms of strength and weaponry. However, they have also suffered heavy losses since the fierce battle last night. There are only about 30 people left alive. People, most of the rest have become corpses lying on the ground.

Xiong Dawu's head was cut wide by the exploding fragments of the cannonball, and the bright red blood flowed all over his face, mixed with the smoke and dust sprinkled on his face, which was sticky and looked particularly embarrassing.

"Don't dawdle, check the ammunition quickly, the little devil is coming up again." Xiong Dawu lay on the ground, took out bullets from his pocket and pressed them into the gun chamber one by one, while reminding his brothers loudly .

Now that the war has been fought, people are dying more and more. Xiong Dawu doesn't know if he can get off the battlefield alive and finish his task mechanically. He has already killed three little devils, which is enough. It's all earned, he comforted himself like this.

The cool breeze, mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, dispersed the smoke above the battlefield, and Yang Ling's figure came into Xiong Dawu's eyes.

Damn, what is this monster doing here?Seeing Yang Ling striding towards their position, Xiong Dawu muttered to himself.

Yang Ling defeated Xiong Dawu in the written marksmanship test, and was taken away with [-] grenades. Xiong Dawu has always been worried about this matter.

"Hey, isn't this the sharpshooter Yang Lianfu? Why do you want to compete with me again?" Seeing Yang Ling approaching, Xiong Dawu patted the dirt on his body, stood up and said in a strange way.

Yang Ling knew very well in his heart that he had lost face by defeating Xiong Dawu in marksmanship, and he must have some opinions about him, but now that the enemy was at hand, he didn't have time to argue with Xiong Dawu about these useless things.

"I'm not here today to compete with you in marksmanship."

Xiong Dawu tilted his head and looked at Yang Ling, muttering in his heart, you are not better at marksmanship, what are you doing in our position, seeing that the devil is about to come up, don't you ask us for help?

Xiong Dawu looked towards the position of the supplementary company, as expected, there were only five people standing alone on the position, looking at this side in a daze, yes, it was really miserable.

"Then I don't know what's wrong with Deputy Yang Lian?"

Yang Ling said bluntly: "The devil is coming up soon, and I want to discuss with Company Commander Xiong about the defense of our two companies."

Xiong Dawu scolded his mother in his heart, how many people are left of you, and I still have more than 30 people, help me to defend myself, obviously I want to cheat me.

"Let's keep our own. It's not necessary to help us defend." Xiong Dawu waved his hand and directly rejected Yang Ling's proposal. They only had more than 30 people left, and it was difficult to defend the position. Definitely lost.

Xiong Dawu's refusal was expected by Yang Ling, and he said calmly: "Commander Xiong, look at our two companies next to each other, if we can't hold our position, the devil will attack you from the side. Will it hold up?"

When Xiong Dawu heard this, his face immediately became ugly. If the supplementary company's position was really about to fall, they would be attacked from two sides. With the remaining 30 or so defeated soldiers, they really couldn't hold it.

Looking at Yang Ling's expressionless face, Xiong Dawu was caught in a tangle in his heart at the moment, should he agree and supplement the company's defense?But no matter how you think about it, you are at a disadvantage.

"Then you're talking about such a defense method? I only have these 30 brothers left. If you want us to help you defend the position, there is no way."

Seeing Xiong Dawu loosen his mouth, Yang Ling's eyes flashed with joy, he raised his finger and pointed to the front of the position: "It's better to take the initiative than to defend passively..."

Crazy, crazy, he couldn't hold the position, and he went to attack, Xiong Dawu looked at Yang Ling and even wondered if he had lost his mind.

Text Chapter 49 Lying Among the Dead

Xiong Dawu finally agreed to Yang Ling's proposal and decided to take the initiative to attack. His heart was very open. If he insisted on the position, the number of 30 people plus the ammunition that was about to run out would not be enough for the devil to stuff his teeth. Maybe I can persist until dark and live one more night.

The commander of the third battalion had already died in the hand-to-hand combat just now, and his body was stabbed several times by the devil's bayonet. The regiment has not had time to appoint a new battalion commander to the third battalion.

Therefore, no one stood up and said anything about the unauthorized actions of the first company and the supplementary company.

The combined strength of the two companies was only about 40 people left. They all climbed out of the trench with their guns in hand, rushed to the pile of corpses in front of the position, lay down and pretended to be dead.

The river beach was full of corpses, both from devil soldiers and squadrons. Most of them were rout soldiers who retreated from the front line last night and were bombarded to death by devils. It doesn't look awkward to lie down among the corpses.

One of the two machine guns of the supplementary company was blasted into parts by the devil's grenadier, and the other was used by Luo Dayong as a fire stick to hit the devil. The barrel was bent and deformed and could not be used, so now the only heavy firepower can only count on the company One Czech machine gun remained.

Yang Ling lay on his back on the ground, pulled two bloody corpses to cover his body, and touched two handfuls of blood on his face, making him look more like a dead person.

The rest of the soldiers either lay down in the bomb crater or got into the pile of dead people. The fat Tian San was the most abrupt, lying on the ground with his buttocks cut by the bayonet, his eyes closed tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yang Ling's method of taking the initiative to attack is very risky. Once the devils who are attacked are exposed, they will be in danger, but it is not a wise way to stick to their positions now. It is better to fight once. Maybe they can deceive the devils. You can attack the devil from behind and achieve the effect of victory.

The remaining ammunition of the two companies is not much, less than five bullets per capita, and there are only more than 20 grenades left. All the grenades have their lids unscrewed and are ready to be pulled at any time.

As soon as the smoke from the gunfire cleared, the devils on the left bank of Huanzaobang had already rushed towards the position of the third battalion on the right bank. With sharp bayonets, they jumped over the shattered corpses on the ground and approached the position of the third battalion while shooting. .

The Chinese soldiers of the second company and the third company who stayed on the ground fired sparse gunshots, and almost all the heavy weapons were knocked off by the devil's grenade launchers. Can't help the devil's attack.

Seeing the sparse firepower on the position, the devils rushed forward even more unscrupulously. Their machine guns intertwined into a large firepower net and moved towards the position. The defenders were constantly blown out of their heads. Their heads tilted and there was no sound. Boom grenades continued to explode on the position.

Xiong Dawu, the commander of the company, looked at the devil soldiers who stepped over him and charged forward, and thought in his heart that he was lucky. If he hadn't listened to Yang Ling, they would still be lying in the trenches and being beaten, but for now, they just waited for the devil to give the devil their backs. Come on hard.

The devil's eyes were fixed on the defenders' positions, and they didn't even notice that there were many living people lying in the pile of dead people they passed. In fact, bullets were flying in the air, and gunshots were everywhere. Who would care about the dead on the ground? The ghost soldiers would only make up for the dead when they were cleaning the battlefield, but now their task was to break through the defenders' positions.

The devil's cowhide boots stepped on the arm of the "dead man" old smoker, and he grinned in pain, but in order not to expose the target, he could only stand upright, and he had already scolded the eighteen generations of the little devil's ancestors in his heart.

"Attack!" Devil second lieutenant Matsui held his command knife in his hand and yelled to attack forward. The devil soldiers rushed forward screaming, and they vowed to break through the Chinese defenders' positions in one fell swoop.

The devils rushed towards the position, and the two guards in the position couldn't hold it anymore. Suddenly, there was a loud gunshot behind the devil, and countless bullets hit the devil's back.