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

Yang Ling took a deep breath, turned over and lay down again, picked up the blood-stained hat of the remnant soldier who died next to him, hung it on the bayonet, and slowly raised out of the trench.

puff-

There was a tearing sound in the air, and the military cap hanging on the bayonet was punched several times in an instant, and then fell to the ground.

Several devil veterans fired at almost the same time, with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke coming out of the guns. They looked at each other with smiles on their faces. No one could survive under their guns.

Although the ghost veterans are accurate shooters, all of them are judged based on their own battlefield experience. They have not undergone systematic training and their marksmanship is good, but they are not qualified snipers. They don't know that they have been deceived by Yang Ling's tactics .

Yang Ling picked up the hat that had been knocked to the ground, and the five transparent holes on it were particularly conspicuous. The devils hiding in the dark were good at accurate marksmanship, but Yang Ling had a sneer at the corner of his mouth at the moment, and it was bad luck for them to meet him.

He slowly placed the muzzle of the gun in the gap between the bunkers, aimed outside, and pulled the trigger on a prostrate rifleman.

With a bang, the bullet precisely penetrated the devil's head, and after a cloud of blood burst out, the devil soldier tilted his head and fell to the ground without moving.

Yang Ling's blow scared the devil veterans hiding in the dark. They thought they had killed Yang Ling, and they had already pointed their guns at the machine guns of the Chinese defenders behind them, looking for an opportunity, but they didn't expect Yang Ling to strike again. Kill one of their companions.

Several devil veterans and sergeants pointed their guns at the semi-circular bunker again. Their eyes were angry and excited. They were angry that the cunning Chinese soldier killed their companions, and they were excited because they found an opponent who could fight against them. .

Experts are lonely. In the eyes of these devil veterans, those Chinese soldiers with guns are no different from ordinary people. Even if they lie in the bunker, they are full of loopholes. Let them shoot and kill them one by one. It will be tasteless.

But the appearance of Yang Ling made their blood boil in their bones, and they felt like they were meeting their opponents.

But they didn't know that Yang Ling didn't care about them at all. Although their marksmanship was much better than ordinary devils and they knew how to hide themselves, in the eyes of Yang Ling, the king of soldiers, they were also full of loopholes.

Yang Ling estimated their number to be close to ten with just a tactical fraud, and already knew their location.

Hostile snipers competed in patience when they met on the battlefield, but Yang Ling couldn't compare to it now, because ordinary devils had already approached him within 50 meters, even though several consecutive grenades failed to blow him up, they also let him know his dangerous situation .

Yang Ling stretched out his hand and unscrewed a few grenades. After taking a deep breath, he threw them all out of the trench. The violent explosion, gunpowder and flames, shrapnel flying around and the floating dirt raised by the explosion confused the devil veterans.

Yang Ling was as agile as a leopard. Under the cover of a grenade explosion, he quickly jumped from the circular trench where he was hiding to another trench. In just a few seconds, he was very precise in timing.

The violent explosion made the Devil veterans subconsciously lower their heads to avoid being injured by the flying shrapnel and floating soil. When they aimed at the circular trench again a few seconds later, they didn't know that Yang Ling was no longer there.

Yang Ling was climbing in the trench, and from time to time grenades thrown by the devils exploded nearby, mixed with the roar of grenade grenades, he quickly climbed not far from Old Smoker and his machine gun bunker.

"Brother Zhou, give those sandbags in the northeast a shot!" Yang Ling shouted at Old Smoker.

The old smoker didn't see where Yang Ling was, and he didn't know why Yang Ling asked him to hit the sandbag, but he subconsciously turned his gun and aimed at the sandbag over there with a round of bullets.

The sandbags were crackled by the machine gun bullets, and the sand splashed in all directions hit the devil veteran's face, grinning in pain.

"They found them." Sergeant Cao spoke first after Old Smoker ran out of magazines.

As precise shooters, they always like to hide in the dark and shoot their opponents. Their positions are exposed, and they naturally shift places subconsciously. Yang Ling was waiting for this opportunity.

The sergeant and the devil veterans grabbed their guns and quickly moved their positions.

The corner of Yang Ling's mouth curled up into a sneer, and he pulled the trigger at the wretched figure. The bullet penetrated the neck of a devil veteran, spurting out bright red blood, and then his body fell to the ground with a crash.

Yang Ling didn't stop, he quickly pulled the bolt of the gun, and fired another shot. Another devil veteran was hit in the shoulder, and then rolled over while covering his arm. The third shot hit the devil who was rolling on the ground, and the devil twitched twice. Nothing happened.

The devil machine gunner didn't give Yang Ling a chance to fire a fourth shot, so he turned his gun and swept in Yang Ling's direction, forcing Yang Ling to dodge in embarrassment, or he would be beaten into a sieve.

Text Chapter 63 Reinforcements

Lieutenant Akino's facial expression was distorted due to anger, his angry eyes seemed to spew fire, he roared and shot!shooting!

Type [-] heavy machine guns, light machine guns with crooked handles, grenadiers and [-] rifles roared in unison, and the three-dimensional firepower net formed by them directly enveloped Old Smoker and the others. ??

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, smoke and dust piled up, the sandbags of the bunker were shattered by hot bullets, and the dirty hat of the old smoking gun was also toppled out. The remnant soldiers lay dead on the ground, their ears full of roaring noises.

The ghost lost two veterans in an instant, which completely angered Lieutenant Akino. You must know that veterans are the backbone and soul of the army. One veteran is even worth a squad of recruits, and his role is immeasurable.

But now their experienced veteran was killed by the Chinese soldiers they dismissed. Lieutenant Akino couldn't accept it for a while, and the anger of revenge turned into bullets and poured out.

"Damn it! The devil has eaten explosives!" Old Smoker almost had his head cut off by a bullet, and cursed loudly in the face of the heavy rain of bullets pouring down.

"Company commander, how do we fight!" the remnant soldier was pressed to the ground by the devils and dared not show his head, and asked the old smoker loudly.

"Fuck you, you mean-spirited, get your fucking machine gun and get out!"

The devil has veterans, and the old smoking gun is also a veteran. Although the marksmanship is not as good as that of the opponent, he knows when to fight and when to run.

The devils were obviously enraged. If they stayed here, they would be reimbursed for any grenades that fell.

"Brother Yang, let's retreat to the back first, you follow!" Old Smoker didn't forget to remind Yang Ling when he withdrew.

Bang bang bang!As soon as Old Smoker and the others evacuated on their front feet, the grenades fired from the grenades hit the bunker where Old Smoker and the others were just now, and the entire bunker was directly destroyed.

"Kill and change!" Lieutenant Akino roared angrily, and the devil soldiers shot at the running old smoker and others while shooting.

The scorching bullets whizzed by, and they ran with their heads buried. The two remnants fell to the ground screaming after being shot. The bullets pierced through their bodies, leaving two bloody holes.

Old Smoker and another remnant soldier braved the rain of bullets to go back and dragged the two fallen remnants into the crater, then set up their machine guns and began to fight back. The bullet casings kept falling.

The two remnant soldiers who were shot did not die immediately. The bullets flew in from the back and flew out from the chest. They curled up in the crater and howled in pain.

"Brother hold on, hold on!" Several remnant soldiers frantically tore off their clothes to bandage their wounds, sweating profusely.

However, there is a shortage of doctors and medicines here, and the disabled soldiers are not health soldiers. They tried to block the wounds pierced by bullets with cloth strips to stop the bleeding, but the blood continued to flow out like a fountain, staining their clothes and red the ground beneath him.

Although the disabled soldiers made all their efforts, they were helpless in the face of the unstoppable blood. They could only watch helplessly as the brothers who fought side by side wailed and died in pain.

"Little devil! Fuck your grandma!" The remnant soldiers screamed, regardless of the blood on their hands, grabbed their guns and shot at the devil soldiers who rushed over, firing angry bullets.

Yang Ling was also hitting and retreating, his body kept rolling on the ground, and the bullets hit the place where he rolled over one after another, splashing mud and water.

Yang Ling had never been in such a panic before. He was almost running a race against death. The firepower of the devil soldiers was so strong that they had no power to fight back.

puff!

The bullet hit the old smoker's shoulder, and he let out a painful muffled sound, fell sideways in the crater, and the machine gun misfired.

A remnant soldier grabbed Old Smoker's machine gun, put it on his shoulder and began to roar and shoot again. Several devils who rushed to the front were hit, rolled to the ground in pain, and were dragged into the trench by the devils behind.

Yang Ling rolled into the trench, pulled off the pull cord of the grenade, and threw it backwards.

With a loud bang, a large piece of rubble and floating soil was blown into the trench with the air waves. Yang Ling's head popped out of the trench and looked over. The other was screaming in pain while holding his broken thigh.

Yang Ling raised his gun and aimed at a devil rifleman rushing from the side, knocked him to the ground with a bang, and then turned around and ran towards Old Smoker and the others regardless of whether he was dead or not.

There were too many devil soldiers, and they rushed towards them scatteredly. With Yang Ling's sparse firepower, they couldn't stop them at all. As long as the devils got close, they, a dozen or so people, would definitely not be able to please them.

Yang Ling rolled into the bomb crater next to Old Smoker and the others. He kept pulling the bolt, and kept shooting at the charging devils. The devils kept getting knocked over, but there were more and more devils, rushing from three directions. Come here, he is already in a hurry.

"Give me the machine gun! I'll cover you! Get out quickly!" Yang Ling pulled the bolt and pierced the chest of the devil soldier who was nearly 30 meters away, and shouted loudly at the remnant soldier who was using the machine gun.