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

"Vice Yang Lian, there are no cowards in our 61st Division, so just tell me how to fight! Even if you fight the little Japanese with a bayonet, I will risk my life!"

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Although the remnants were exhausted, the continuous fighting had made them jealous, and they were unwilling to leave the position.

"Lian...Lieutenant Lian, are you sure you won't stop me if I want to leave?" Li Mazi timidly asked while clutching his rifle.

Old Smoker turned his head and saw the timid Li Mazi, his expression sank: "Li Mazi, do you want to be a deserter?!"

The rest of the remnants glared at Li Mazi, all of them determined to survive with the battlefield with the determination to avenge their dead brothers.

But this pockmarked man wanted to run away and become a deserter. They despised him and were angry at the same time. Such a scumbag would simply embarrass their 61st Division!intolerable.

Facing the gloomy face of the old smoker and the glaring gazes of the remnant soldiers, Li Mazi vigilantly held on to his gun, moved his body back, and his face was full of fear.

"If you want to leave, I won't stop you." Yang Ling spoke, even animals struggled to survive, let alone humans.

Li Mazi didn't believe that Yang Ling would really let him go, so he raised his head and asked hesitantly, "You...you mean what you say?"

Before Yang Ling could reply, Old Smoker rolled up his sleeves angrily and charged forward, kicking Li Mazi into the muddy water.

"Li Mazi! You fucking want to be a deserter! You're getting impatient, aren't you? Ah!"

Old Smoker cursed and punched and kicked Li Mazi at the same time. At this moment, Old Smoker seemed to have been ignited with a powder keg, and all the anger in his heart was vented.

"You kid forgot who carried you out of the dead! Luo Dayong's bones are still cold, you don't want to take revenge, but want to be a deserter! Are you worthy of the dead Luo Dayong!"

"How many people did we die in a row! Tell me, more than 100 people, all of them died, but none of them was a coward, and none of them deserted. They all died dignifiedly on the battlefield, on the way to charge!"

Old Smoker cursed, kicked, and tears flowed from his eyes unstoppably. Li Mazi curled up on the ground as he rolled and wailed in the muddy water.

The dozen or so remnants of the soldiers were all staring blankly, feeling uncomfortable. Their division has almost been wiped out so far. They are all ordinary people, and they are all afraid of death, but they have to hold on to this position, not fighting for the living. People, just because the dead can't die in vain.

"Enough!" Yang Ling shouted coldly, and pulled the angry old smoker away. The old smoker fell heavily into the muddy water. Looking at Li Mazi who was curled up on the ground and howling, he was so angry that he couldn't argue with it. Angry is afraid of death, in his eyes, there should be no deserters in their company, this is a disgrace to him, a disgrace to the 61st Division!

Yang Ling squatted down and pulled the curled up Li Mazi out of the muddy water, wiped away the muddy water and tears from his face, looked at this young face, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Li Mazi, I can allow you to leave, but can you do me a favor too?"

Li Mazi was in a mess, covered in mud, looked at Yang Ling's serious and serious face, and nodded.

"If you flee back like this, you will definitely be shot as a deserter. From now on, you will be our communications soldier. When you go back, don't forget to tell the troops behind that our [-]st Regiment is still standing firm. Ask them to come for reinforcements, and then you Just go back home and live in peace.”

After Yang Ling finished speaking, he patted Li Mazi's shoulder: "Let's go, the devil is coming up soon, if you don't go, you won't be able to go."

Li Mazi stood up from the muddy water, glanced fearfully at the old smoker who was sulking over there, saluted Yang Ling with a non-standard military salute, and ran away without looking back.

Text Chapter 59 Heavy Machine Gun

Yang Ling lay on his stomach in the trench, and reached out his hand to take out the sand from the gap in the sandbag. The light from outside shone in, and he could clearly see the approaching devil soldiers through the narrow gap.

The devil soldiers have a squadron size of more than 200 people. Light and heavy machine guns and grenades fall far behind, and the devils walking in the front are all devil riflemen.

These devil riflemen marched forward in a skirmish line with their waists bent, and the gap between their squads was widened. One squad squatted on guard, and the other squad advanced again. The tactics were extremely wretched.

Yang Ling originally wanted to wait for the devils to get close before hitting them. Seeing that the devils were so wretched, he had to give up this idea. If they really waited for the devils to get close, once the devils broke through the firepower net, they would not even have a chance to fight back.

Yang Ling shrank back into the trench, and more than a dozen remnants immediately surrounded him, watching him quietly, waiting for his order.

"The devil is very cautious. We have to start fighting in advance. Brother Zhou, you take a few people to the back and cover our retreat later."

The old smoker nodded, and immediately led a few remnants of the soldiers down the traffic trench and went straight to the second trench, where Yang Ling hid a Type [-] heavy machine gun.

Last night, the [-]st Regiment took advantage of the dark night after the rain to attack the devils by surprise. The light and heavy machine guns deployed by the devil soldiers on the periphery were directly blown into parts by Yang Ling's men with grenades, which did not work at all.

Before the rest of their heavy firepower could fire, the Chinese troops had already rushed into the devil's position, and the two sides started a hand-to-hand combat.

In the end, the soldiers of the [-]st Regiment wiped out all the devils in the position with their tenacious struggle, and repelled the devils who came for reinforcements. Although they suffered heavy losses, they also captured a lot.

In addition to the three [-]-type heavy machine guns, there are more than a dozen crooked-handle light machine guns that can only be used, and there is a [-]-type infantry gun. The rest of the weapons and ammunition are countless. Land rich.

The reason why Yang Ling stood guard and did not leave was because of these light and heavy weapons.

If someone else has so many light and heavy weapons, they can only stare blankly, because the remaining wounded only add up to more than a dozen, and they can't do firepower at all.

But Yang Ling is different. He is familiar with these firearms. The soldiers don't know how to use them. He taught these remnants how to use them. Then he divided more than a dozen remnants into several groups and arranged them skillfully on the ground, waiting for the ghost soldiers. Come to die.

Anyway, there are countless ammunition in their hands now, and they just need to fight hard.

After Yang Ling gave the order, the remnant soldiers all got into their positions according to Yang Ling's previous arrangement, quietly waiting for the devils to arrive.

Yang Ling and three remnant soldiers guarded the first trench, and the sharp weapon in their hands was a [-]-type heavy machine gun. This is a harvester on the battlefield. It can definitely be enough for a little devil to drink a pot. This is called tit for tat.

One of the three remnants was a bomber, two were responsible for pressing bullets into the empty ammunition board, and Yang Ling was the main shooter.

The Type [-] heavy machine gun was not placed in an obvious machine gun bunker, but was cleverly hidden by Yang Ling between several sandbags. It had a good range of fire and was not easy to be spotted by devils.

Through the gaps in the sandbags, the devil soldiers could be seen from blurry to clear. The yellow five-pointed stars on their helmets were clearly visible. The [-]-cap rifles in the hands of the devils were all equipped with bayonets, and the bayonets shone coldly in the mist.

The bomber's eyes were also looking out at the devils. Seeing the densely packed devils rushing forward, his complexion was a little pale, and the hand holding the magazine was slightly trembling.

Yang Ling saw the nervousness of the bomber, so he stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, encouraging him in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, just treat them as a bunch of pigs, there's nothing to be afraid of."

When the bomber heard Yang Ling call the devil a pig, he almost burst out laughing, there is no such thing as a pig in clothes, but after Yang Ling said this, his inner tension eased a lot.

Lieutenant Guizi Akino ordered to stop when he was 500 meters away from the position. He squatted on the ground and listened carefully, observing the position, very cautious.

In the end, he waved to the grenadier team behind him, and the grenadier team immediately understood. Six devil soldiers and three grenadiers stepped forward, ready to make a tentative attack first.

"Get down, get down." Yang Ling observed that the devil's grenadier was about to shoot, and immediately ordered the three remnants to hide in a low voice.

The [-]mm grenade flew towards Yang Ling's position along an arc along an arc with the gunpowder smoke coming out of the grenade tube. With a loud bang bang bang, it exploded one after another, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

The shrapnel and rubble from the explosion swayed towards the surroundings with the air waves, and fell on Yang Ling and the others one after another. Compared with the devil's aircraft and heavy artillery, this grenadier is like a tickle, as long as you hide from the explosion You can sit back and relax without worrying about four or five meters away.

The devil's bombardment bombarded the position for two rounds one after another, fired eight shells, and then stopped.

When the gunpowder smoke cleared, Lieutenant Akino looked around, and the whole position was still dead silent, without the appearance of a living person.

Could it be that the Chinese defenders withdrew after the counterattack last night?Lieutenant Akino lowered his head and thought, but Jian Zaixuan had no choice but to wave his hand at a sergeant and ordered to attack.

After the sergeant received the order, he immediately took more than a dozen devil soldiers into action. They approached the position under the cover of bomb craters and corpses, very wretched.

There was still no movement until Sergeant Cao led his men to approach the position 150 meters away. Lieutenant Akino finally felt relieved. It seemed that the Chinese defenders in the position were really deserted, and immediately ordered the rest of the teams to start attacking as well.

Yang Ling looked at the devils approaching, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, put his hands on the heavy machine gun, aimed at the devil soldiers directly in front of him, and pulled the trigger.

The unique violent sound of the Type [-] heavy machine gun rang out in the silent position. Unlike the rattling sound of the light machine gun, the heavy machine gun was roaring angrily, and the ear-piercing noise pierced the eardrums.