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

Two months ago, she was still a young female student who was running and shouting in the streets to fight against Japan and save the nation, but now she has devoted herself to the movement of fighting against Japan and saving the nation, volunteering to become a field medical soldier.

But watching countless wounded soldiers die painfully due to lack of clothing and medicine, her heart was deeply hurt. In fact, many people could not have died, but the cruel reality made them really powerless.

"Come on... charge..." Many soldiers lying in a coma with a high fever lying on the cold ground still shouted to charge in their dreams. They were brave fighters, but she was not a qualified medical staff.

Zhang Hongying originally thought that becoming a field nurse could save lives and heal the wounded, but facing so many wounded soldiers, he felt tired for the first time, and his initial state of excitement had gradually turned into numbness.

Looking at the soldiers who were babbling and shouting to charge in the dream, tears flashed in Zhang Hongying's eyes, and she blamed herself deeply for her powerlessness.

Sitting in the distance, Yang Ling heard Zhang Hongying sobbing and sighing heavily. This place is a huge melting pot of flesh and blood. Thousands of soldiers are struggling to live and die here. Living has become a luxury.

Yang Ling thought of Lin Xiaohou, that thin and steel man, who was still shouting and fighting fiercely even though his body was blown to pieces, even though he was sent down, he didn't know if he would survive.

"Company Commander, there's movement over there." Jiao Ming ran up to Yang Ling with his rifle in hand, panting.

Yang Ling's expression turned serious: "What's going on?"

Jiao Ming replied: "There is movement in the ditch to the north, it seems to be devils."

"Tell Captain Zhang that they should take cover quickly." After Yang Ling ordered a word, he immediately ran towards the ditch in the north with his gun in hand.

Under the cold moonlight, the ditch was sparkling, platoon leader Wu Jiang and more than a dozen soldiers were lying in the foxhole dug during the day, and their guns had been aimed at the reeds on the opposite side of the ditch.

The reeds on the other side of the ditch only showed their dark outlines in the night, and there were some rustling sounds as they swayed in the night wind.

Text Chapter 75 Gunshots in the Dark Night

There are not many people in the guard company, one company commander and two platoon leaders, with a total of more than 30 heads of rotten garlic. At this moment, they are lying quietly on the south side of the ditch, everyone's face is tight. ?

The bright moon hangs high, and under the cold moonlight, you can see the black reeds and the winding ditches, but only a rough outline can be seen in the dark.

The platoon leader, Yang Dashu, was lying on his back in the small depression, his buttocks so stubborn. Although he held the gun in his hand, in fact he had already made a decision in his heart. If the situation was not right, he would immediately put oil on his feet and run away.

Although they were in charge of protecting the health team, they didn't have to put themselves in it. Listening to the sound of reeds swaying from the other side of the ditch, there were a lot of people coming. With their more than 30 guns, they were really not sure.

Yang Ling's gun was already full of bullets, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the dark opposite bank. He was also depressed. It stands to reason that there are still more than two miles away from the battlefield, and there should be no devils here.

What's more, the guns and guns in the frontal position still didn't stop, at least the devils hadn't broken through the position, so the only thing that appeared on the north side of the small ditch might be the infiltrating troops smuggled by the devils.

Since the devils sneaked in and infiltrated, the number of people would definitely not be too many, because if there were too many, they would have been discovered by the frontal troops long ago, and they would not appear here quietly.

The battlefield between the two sides is very wide, from Luodian in the north to the Huangpu River in the south, so that the devils climbed from Jinshan Weideng 6, and the vast area is the fighting area.

It is very difficult to strictly defend every area on this [-]-mile-long defense line, and there are not so many troops, so the devil's infiltration team is very active.

They often go around to the back of the Chinese defenders to attack the field aid station, attack the command post of the Chinese defenders, and sometimes cooperate with the frontal offensive troops to attack the positions of the Chinese defenders.

It can be said that this is a cruel and dangerous battlefield, and the whole area is full of dangers. It is not what people think in their consciousness, and the devils will only attack from the front.

It is precisely because they may encounter infiltrating troops from devils at any time that the safety of the health team stationed at the front line is extremely strict, which is why Yang Ling and the others were unlucky enough to be transferred to serve as guards.

In the gentle night wind, the rustling sound from the opposite side of the small ditch became more and more obvious, and there was also the sound of dead branches being trampled to pieces, but with the cover of the intense gunfire in the distance, it would not It's worth noting that if Yang Ling didn't send someone to guard here, it's very likely that the other party will really take the blame.

"Company Commander, there are a lot of people listening to the news, let's retreat quickly." Yang Dashu crawled to Yang Ling's side, lowered his voice and suggested in a low voice.

Yang Dashu doesn't have the consciousness to kill the enemy and protect the country, he just wants to live, since the devils haven't found them, it's safer for them to run away as soon as possible.

Yang Ling was silent for a while, and lowered his voice: "It should be just the devil's infiltrating troops. There won't be too many people. Besides, there is a ditch blocking it. Tell your brothers to wait for my order to open fire."

When Yang Dashu heard Yang Ling's words, he immediately scolded his mother in his heart. What do you mean it won't be too much, and there is a ditch blocking it. The devil's marksmanship is not vegetarian, and the bullets don't have eyes, so maybe I can explain it here.

"Company commander, we don't have to fight to the death here, the most important thing is to save our lives..." Yang Dashu still wanted to persuade the hot-headed company commander.

Under the bright moonlight, Yang Ling's dark and deep eyes stared straight at the muttering Yang Dashu without speaking. Being stared at by such a pair of cold eyes, Yang Dashu felt that the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped a little.

"Forget me to say anything, I didn't say anything..." Yang Dashu avoided Yang Ling's gaze, and lay back on his seat again.

Yang Ling didn't have a hot head, but was surprisingly calm. This is their rear. If it is really the devil's infiltration team, as long as the gunshots are fired, they will never dare to fight for a long time. After all, they are also worried that they will be surrounded. This is Yang Ling rely on.

What's more, they still have a ditch in front of them to prepare for the unprepared, even if they can't beat them at that time, they can evacuate calmly.

The reeds swayed even more violently. Following the rustling sound, several black figures emerged from the reeds, and the bright bayonet glowed coldly under the cold moonlight.

Damn, it's really a little devil, Yang Dashu tightly clenched the gun in his hand, breathing a little short of breath.

66 One after another, black figures emerged from the reeds, and they also noticed the ditch in front of them. They tested the depth of the ditch, and then slowly waded into the ditch, toward the Touch the south side of the ditch.

The ditch wasn't too deep, but it didn't reach the crotch. The five devil soldiers waded carefully in the water, driving the water with their bodies to make a splashing sound.

Hitting halfway is not only an ancient tactic, but it is also practical in modern times. The devil who leads the way has reached the center of the ditch, where the water is the deepest, down to the waist.

Snapped!

Yang Ling's gun rang out, and a puff of gunpowder smoke spewed out from the black muzzle. The bullet flew across an open area dozens of meters away with its tail flame, and hit the devil in the chest.

With a thud, the leading devil clutched his chest and fell into the ditch involuntarily.

Yang Ling's firing was like a signal, and the rest of the guards and soldiers lying in the foxhole also pulled the triggers. A row of guns shot past, and all the five devil soldiers in the ditch fell into the ditch.

The rest of the devils who were still on the opposite side of the ditch did not expect that there was an ambush here, and they fell to the ground in a panic, and began to pull the bolts of their guns to fight back. Methodical shooting in the pit.

The two sides started shooting each other across a ditch. The bullets flew over the ditch with streamers of light, mixed with whirling grenades, and the battle suddenly became fierce.

Lu Zitao, deputy captain of the health team, was holding the Browning pistol for self-defense tightly in his hand. The safety was already on. He didn't know whether it was fear or nervousness, and his face was a little pale.

"Hongying, let's run, their more than 30 broken guns will definitely not be able to stop the devils." The sound of the gunshots was like a talisman, making Lu Zitao's heart squeezed together.

Zhang Hongying was also very nervous, but at least she was the captain of the health team. She gritted her teeth and kept calm: "Don't be discouraged, Company Commander Yang and the others will definitely be able to repel the devils."

"The head of that surname Yang is going to die. We don't want to risk our lives. Once the devil rushes over, none of us can escape. Hongying, listen to me, let's run quickly."

Zhang Hongying waved her hand impatiently and interrupted Lu Zitao: "Let's go, what about the wounded? If you want to go, go."

"Hongying, why are you so stubborn..."

The gunshots in front of him were crackling like popping beans, mixed with the flames of explosions from time to time, Lu Zitao's legs were a little weak, and he wanted to run for his life as soon as possible, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Vice Captain Lu, you have a gun, so go up and help." Zhang Hongying frowned when she heard the fierce gunshots, and pushed Lu Zitao, who had a pale complexion.

"Okay...okay..." Lu Zitao didn't want to lose face in front of Zhang Hongying. After struggling for a while, he finally gritted his teeth and fought, but with the explosion in front of him, his legs softened and he lay on the ground again. .

Seeing that Lu Zitao was too muddy to support the wall, Zhang Hongying stepped forward and snatched the exquisite Browning from his hand: "If you don't go, I will."

Text Chapter 76 Disputes

The gunshots gradually died down, and the devils on the other side of the small ditch were ambushed and shot at each other for a while before retreating to the reeds. There was no movement, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke and blood. ?

"Company commander, the little devil seems to have retreated?" Yang Dashu lay down in the pit, stretched out his head and glanced at the opposite bank.