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

Facing the dense firepower of the devils, the remnant soldiers knew that they could not defend, so they threw the machine guns and magazines to Yang Ling, and they set up the disabled soldiers and ran towards the back.

Yang Ling picked up the machine gun, quickly loaded the magazine, and then da da da— da da da three very short bursts knocked down the five devils who were approaching, and finally forced the charging devils to stop and stabilized situation.

The rest of the devils lay down on the ground again and started shooting towards Yang Ling. The bullets kicked up dirt in front of Yang Ling, but Yang Ling's machine gun didn't stop.

The ghost soldiers were temporarily suppressed by Yang Ling's machine gun, but Yang Ling knew that the suppression would not last long. He just hoped that the remnant soldiers would run faster so that he could evacuate earlier.

The remnants ran towards the west in a panic. Yang Ling's machine gun kept roaring to cover them. The devil's machine gun also fired, and Yang Ling's shooting began to be neutral.

The devil riflemen were very cunning, taking advantage of the opportunity of their machine gun suppression to take advantage of the cover on the position to keep approaching Yang Ling.

A smoked grenade rolled towards Yang Ling. Fortunately, he grabbed it quickly and threw it back. The grenade exploded in mid-air, and the flying shrapnel drew a gash on Yang Ling's face, and blood flowed across the face.

Regardless of the burning pain on his face, Yang Ling pulled the trigger again, the machine gun spewed out flames, and the dense bullets swept out in a fan shape. Several jumping devils were immediately beaten into blood gourds, and fell straight on the ground. land.

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Loud bugles sounded amidst the dense gunfire, and overwhelming shouts came from a distance. Yang Ling turned his head and saw that countless Chinese soldiers in light yellow uniforms were charging towards this side.

"Brothers! Hit Little Japan! Let's go with me!" A thin Chinese police officer charged forward with a short gun in hand.

These Chinese soldiers in light yellow military uniforms rushed up to meet the devils with straight chests.

Da da da da da da... The machine gunner of the Devil Soldier also spotted the charging Chinese reinforcements, and immediately turned his gun and shot out the dense bullets like water.

The dozen or so Chinese soldiers who rushed to the position first trembled and burst into blood mist, then fell down, and the people behind rushed up again with their chests outstretched.

"Little devil!" Yang Ling saw that the reinforcements were swept away by the devil's machine gun, and pulled the trigger angrily. The bullets swept over, and the devil's machine gunner was immediately covered by bullets, and blood spattered.

Text Chapter 64 Handing over positions

On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, the sudden arrival of Chinese reinforcements made the devils panic. Many devil soldiers who were rushing forward were caught off guard and retreated in embarrassment. ?

"Steady! Shoot!"

Lieutenant Akino was not reconciled to evacuating the Chinese position they were about to capture, and directed the devil soldiers to reorganize the defense line with a roar.

The devil's four or five light machine guns were mounted on sandbags, and they sprayed flames at the charging Chinese soldiers. The dense rain of bullets formed an airtight firepower net.

The charging Chinese soldiers rushed up with their chests upright as if they were not afraid of death, and then set off a rain of blood, their bodies were torn to pieces, they charged forward one after another, and then people kept getting shot and fell down.

Yang Ling's face sank, he threw an empty magazine on the ground, replaced it with a new magazine, put the butt of the machine gun on his shoulder, and fired at the devil's machine gun.

Puff puff!The bullets flew randomly on the sandbags, and the heads of the three devil's main shooters were blown off, but the devil's radiation hand immediately moved away and killed the main shooter, taking over the position.

Yang Ling kept shooting until he emptied all the magazines, which made the three Japanese machine guns misfire, and the charging Chinese soldiers had already pressed them after paying a heavy price.

Yang Ling pulled out the bayonet from the scabbard, hung it on the rifle, and jumped up from the bullet hole. Following the reinforcements, they rushed towards the devil. He wanted revenge, for the dead Captain Li Zhong, the dead Xiong Dawu, Luo Ziqiang...for thousands of Chinese people.

Lieutenant Akino's face was full of fierceness, and he raised his sharp saber and screamed, and more than 100 devil soldiers came forward with stabbing guns.

It was cruel hand-to-hand combat again. The Chinese who lacked ammunition on this land relied on blood and flesh to fight back and forth with the devils, using their lives to guard this land full of blood and tears.

"Ah!" Lieutenant Akino's sharp saber slashed out obliquely, and with a puff, a young Chinese soldier's arm was cut off and he rolled on the ground mournfully.

puff!Lieutenant Akino strode forward with a ferocious expression, his saber plunged down, blood spattering made him look even more ferocious, and the fallen Chinese soldier was killed.

"Kill the little Japanese!" Two more Chinese soldiers rushed up angrily, but were soon knocked down by Lieutenant Akino. Whether it was physical fitness or tactical quality, these tattered Chinese soldiers were not well-trained Japanese soldiers. Bing opponent.

Yang Ling also noticed this fierce devil officer, and strode forward, the bayonet swung away Lieutenant Qiu Ye's saber, knocking him to the ground.

A Chinese soldier who rushed up saw the devil rolling on the ground, raised the saber in his hand and slashed down fiercely, and was dodged by Lieutenant Akino rolling over.

Lieutenant Qiu Ye was like a wounded beast, struggling to bump into the Chinese soldier. The Chinese soldier couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

Lieutenant Akino screamed and stabbed the bloody Chinese soldier with a general's knife, but Yang Ling's attack had already arrived, and the wooden gun butt hit Lieutenant Akino's head fiercely. With a muffled bang, Lieutenant Akino fell back Rolled over.

The violent impact made his head dizzy, and his movements became sluggish. Yang Ling's face was cold, and the bayonet had already pierced his heart.

The severe pain made Lieutenant Akino go crazy. He barked his teeth and roared, showing his white teeth, which looked particularly terrifying.

"I'll hack you to death! I'll hack you to death!" The Chinese soldier who was almost killed by Lieutenant Akino rushed over with his saber in hand, slashing with all his might.

In this position covered with dead soldiers of the 61st Division, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army who rushed to the battlefield from more than 2000 miles away once again shed their blood.

These soldiers wearing single clothes and straw sandals fought desperately with the capable devil soldiers. Many of them did not have bayonets, so they smashed with rifles without bayonets, and hacked with sabers...

Shouting to kill and shaking the sky on the battlefield, these exhausted Sichuan soldiers rushed up screaming, and the crazy state of not fearing death made the devil soldiers terrified.

The ghost soldiers fought fiercely, but they stabbed one Sichuan army, and three or four Sichuan soldiers roared and rushed forward. The two sides rolled to the ground and wrestled together, fighting for every inch of ground. Make the ground sticky and slippery.

The Sichuan Army that came up for reinforcements was from the 2th Regiment of the 133rd Division of the 799th Army of the Sichuan Army. They arrived at the Songhu battlefield after a long journey, and were pulled up before they had time to catch their breath.

Their regiment leader, Lin Xiaohou, was a thin, dark-skinned iron-blooded man. He held up a short gun and fought fiercely, constantly shooting at the devil soldiers who rushed up.

When the bullets ran out, he drew out the saber he was carrying and started a hand-to-hand fight with the devil soldier. The devil soldier's bayonet stabbed his arm. With a muffled grunt, he kicked the devil to the ground with all his strength.

Before he could end the life of the kicked devil, another devil rushed up from behind, wrapped his arms around his waist and knocked him down.

The two devils pressed Lin Xiaohou firmly to the ground, strangled his neck, made his face turn purple, and had difficulty breathing. Seeing the ferocious face of the devil, he struggled.

All the people on the battlefield were fighting to the death with the devils, and every three or four Chinese soldiers were able to fight to a draw with a devil. No one noticed the regiment leader Lin Xiaohou who was pressed in the trench by the devils.

Wearing cowhide shoes pulled from the dead devil's body, Yang Ling kicked a devil to the ground, and the devil rolled in the muddy water with a scream of pain.

Immediately, the blood-stained bayonet pierced another devil's back, and the bayonet was pulled out with a bloody arrow. The devil finally let go of the hand of the leader Lin Xiaohou.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." Lin Xiaohou coughed violently, panting heavily.

"Are you okay!" Yang Ling stretched out his hand to pull Lin Xiaohou up from the muddy water, and asked with concern.

"Thank you, brother, otherwise I would have to see Lord Yan!" Lin Xiaohou picked up the saber on the ground, full of gratitude to Yang Ling.

The devil soldier who was kicked over struggled to get up, and swooped over again with the bayonet in his hand.

"Kill Little Japan first! Let's talk later!" Lin Xiaohou raised his saber and rushed out, fighting with the devil soldiers.

Without hesitation, Yang Ling rushed to another devil soldier in the trench, and the fighting continued.

Faced with the fierce and fearless fighting of the generals of the Sichuan Army, the Guizi soldiers finally couldn't hold back, leaving more than 100 corpses and retreated in embarrassment.

Lin Xiaohou commanded the soldiers of the Sichuan army to pursue, but Yang Ling stopped them in time. The devils were very cunning. When they retreated, they would often shoot back with their machine guns to cover their retreat. Many people in the 61st Division were killed in this way.

After the fierce battle, a squadron led by Lieutenant Akino was almost wiped out, only a few dozen devils fled back, but countless corpses of Sichuan Army soldiers were added to the position.

In previous civil wars between warlords, these Chinese brothers wearing different military uniforms would inevitably fight when they met, but now they are all Chinese, fighting side by side in the same trench for the first time to resist foreign humiliation.

The remnant soldiers belonging to the 61st Division came back with the brothers of the Sichuan Army. Seeing the devils retreat at this moment, they collapsed and sat on the ground, enjoying the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.