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

The gunfire raged, the flames soared into the sky, and the ballistic trajectory illuminated the night sky, suppressing the fierce gunfire, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air, many recruits coughed and choked, and the night was full of noise.

The continuous artillery fire continued for about an hour. At 66 o'clock in the evening, the Chinese infantry in charge of the counterattack began to charge.

The buglemen were the first to jump out of the trenches. Facing the gunpowder smoke in the distance, they puffed up their chests and raised their horns to sound the horn of attack.

The sound of the horn pierced through the smoke, the darkness, the mountains and rivers, and drifted to the endless distance.

"Brothers! Kill the Japanese ghosts!" Gui Jun held up the short gun in his hand and raised his arms and shouted.

"Come on!" The countless densely packed Chinese soldiers hiding in the trenches screamed, jumped out of the trenches, and charged towards their respective targets.

There were shouts everywhere, and for the first time on the battlefield with a radius of thirty miles, the Chinese Army launched a large-scale counterattack.

All the soldiers of the Guangxi army had bayonets on their guns, and they were all bright and white. They jumped out of the trench one by one, resolute and brave, and went straight to the devil's defense line.

The various assault regiments and assault battalions responsible for cooperating with the Gui army also charged at the same time as the Gui army charged. In the darkness, the crowd rushed towards the devils like waves.

Yang Ling also rushed out with the soldiers of the assault regiment, the old Wangtou holding a saber in his hand and Wu Jiang holding a bayonet followed closely behind him, crossed the large open cotton field, and rushed towards the dark and dilapidated buildings .

There were figures in the darkness, and everyone rushed forward with all their strength, heavy panting, dense footsteps and muffled groans from someone being tripped.

The devils in Dingjiaqiao consisted of a brigade of more than a thousand people. They were stunned by the artillery attack of the Chinese defenders. Before they could react at this moment, they heard the screams of mountains and tsunami in the darkness.

Flares rose into the sky, reflecting the dark rushing crowd, and the devil's observation post suddenly turned pale.

Without the screams of the devil officers, those devil soldiers who reacted immediately rushed to the trenches and pulled the trigger towards the crowd.

Da da da da da da - the devil's light and heavy machine gun roared fiercely in the sweeping gunpowder smoke, and the dense machine gun bullets turned into dazzling streamers in the darkness, hitting the Gui army soldiers who charged with their chests out.

The Gui army soldiers charging at the front swayed violently, and transparent holes appeared one after another, scarlet blood spurted out, and then fell to the ground.

The soldiers of the Gui Army behind screamed and jumped over the fallen corpses, and continued to charge. forward.

The devil's light and heavy machine guns were mixed with dense rifles firing, their grenades and mortars were roaring, and the grenades kept falling into the charging crowd. Many soldiers were blown to the ground and screamed heart-piercingly, but the charge Still going on.

The devil's machine gun was like the sickle of death, dancing wildly in the dark night, harvesting countless fresh lives, and the howling bullets hit young soldiers one by one, turning them into corpses on the way to charge.

In the face of the Devils machine guns that were constantly spitting out flames, countless soldiers were shot and fell to the ground. The devils' cross-firing firepower network of various firepower blocked the way of the assault troops, and they were suppressed in the open cotton field.

Looking at those Pao Ze who were seriously injured and screaming, the soldiers of the Gui Army who were crushed and couldn't lift their heads were about to grind their teeth, cursing and roaring, and began to pull the bolts of their guns to fight back.

"Grenade, go up and blow up the Japanese ghost's machine gun!"

Several Guangxi soldiers came out with grenades in their hands, and rushed towards the devil's machine gunner.

"Machine gun cover!" Gui's battalion commander roared.

Da da da—— da da da—the devil's machine gunner spotted the soldiers of the Gui army who rushed forward, turned his gun, and the bullets turned into a barrage of dead light, knocking the soldiers of the Gui army who rushed forward to the ground.

"Go up again!" Seeing that the bombardier who rushed forward was knocked to the ground, Battalion Commander Gui roared with grief and indignation on his face, and another person rushed out with a grenade in his hand.

Rumble!The devil's machine gun was finally blown up by a grenade, and it misfired. In order to blow up the devil's machine gun, countless soldiers of the Gui army gave their precious lives.

The charge continued. Facing the fearless charge of the Gui army soldiers, the devil soldiers on the periphery couldn't stop them at all. They swept down a group of people, but more people rushed up with red eyes.

Yang Ling was also charging. The Guangxi army soldiers in front of him were all dead, and it was empty. Countless light spots in the darkness came towards him. He rolled forward and fell into the trench with a plop. Only then did he realize Has rushed into the devil's line of defense.

A devil who was lying in the trench shooting saw Yang Ling rolling into the trench, and with a grin, he held up the butt of his gun and smashed it down, hitting Yang Ling's back firmly, causing Yang Ling to burst into tears.

Enduring the severe pain, Yang Ling grabbed the devil's foot and pulled it hard. The devil's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into the mud pit with a thud. Yang Ling grabbed the bayonet in his hand and stabbed him down.

Pooh!The bayonet pierced the devil's soldier's chest with ease, and the devil struggled. Yang Ling wrung his hands hard, and the devil's screams stopped abruptly. He pulled out the bayonet, and a large stream of warm liquid sprayed on Yang Ling's face.

Numerous Guangxi soldiers rushed into the devil's line of defense, and the two sides began hand-to-hand combat, but this time the squadron was superior in number, and the devil suffered a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat. They were gradually retreating to Dingjiaqiao, preparing to rely on buildings to resist.

Text Chapter 83 Fierce Battle at Dingjiaqiao

Dingjiaqiao is not big, and dozens of scattered houses stand beside the flat cotton field, surrounded by criss-crossing water network farmland. ?

The houses had been destroyed in repeated fierce battles and turned into dilapidated ruins, leaving only some walls that had collapsed and charred beams that had been burned by the flames of war, scattered in a mess.

The Chinese defenders took advantage of the night to counterattack Dingjiaqiao. The defense line arranged by the devils on the outside could not stop the wave after wave of the Gui army's charge. They could only retreat to the village and rely on the dilapidated buildings to resist.

The tactical arrangement of the devil soldiers was very ingenious. More than a dozen light and heavy machine guns occupied the commanding heights of the building, forming a crossfire. The soldiers of the Gui army who rushed into the village first were shot and fell to the ground.

More than a dozen died immediately, and those who survived were all clutching their wounds and rolling on the ground screaming in pain. The machine gun bullets hitting their bodies were not a joke.

Facing the firepower network formed by the devils relying on the buildings, the attacking Gui army soldiers were suppressed. While organizing firepower to counterattack, they sent bombers to crawl forward to try to blow up the vitality points of the devils.

Facing the rain of barrages, the bombardiers who crawled up fell silent before the devil's vitality point approached. On the contrary, several machine guns on the Gui army's side were bombarded by the devil's grenadier, causing many casualties.

The firepower gap between the two sides was too large, and the attack was blocked. Although the attacking troops were numerous, facing the dense firepower net of the devils, the flesh and blood could only turn into corpses, and the fierce battle fell into a stalemate.

"Li Tiezhu, lead people to attack from the side and cover the main attack!" Facing the strong firepower of the devils and unable to attack from the front, the commander of the Gui army's assault battalion could only think of another way, hoping to open a breakthrough from the side.

Li Tiezhu greeted, and took more than 20 Guijun brothers to touch to the left. There were ruins and corpses everywhere in the dark, and the road was difficult to walk. He could only judge the general direction by the sound of the devil's machine gun.

The devil's machine gun spit out flames continuously in the dark night, and the dense bullets splashed the broken wall like water, and the crackling smoke and dust splashed everywhere, and the Gui army soldiers hiding behind the wall choked on the ashes. .

Li Tiezhu led the people around to the devil's flank, climbed into a house along the half-broken wall, and kept getting close to the devil under the cover of these dilapidated buildings.

The nearest Jap machine gun was clamped on half of the earth wall, and together with the two machine guns across the street, blocked the passage into the village.

"Japanese ghost, I will blow you to death!" Li Tiezhu pulled out a grenade with a wooden handle from his waist, pulled the string down and paused for two seconds, then swung his arm vigorously, and threw it towards the devil's machine gun.

boom!The flames of the explosion were dazzling in the dark night, and the strong air wave swept across, flakes mixed with gravel and debris sprayed towards the surroundings.

The grenade exploded two meters away from the Devil's machine gun, and the ejected fragments of gravel instantly beat the Devil's machine gunner's face to a bloody mess.

But not a few seconds later, the devil's machine gun rattled again, and the ear-piercing noise made people's eardrums hurt.

Flares rose into the sky, and the dilapidated ruins under the pale light curtain were brightly lit. The devils spotted Li Tiezhu and others leaning against the wall more than 100 meters away, and fired a row of guns. The rest of the people had to retreat back to the hiding room, and the attack was blocked again...

The dense bullets raged violently in the dark night with the streamer, like countless flying fireflies, beautiful and dazzling, and the air was full of gunpowder smoke and the smell of blood.

In a dilapidated room behind Dingjiaqiao, the dim yellow lantern shook violently with the explosion in the distance, reflecting the figures in the room like ghosts.

The headquarters of the Devil Brigade stationed at Dingjiaqiao was set up here. Facing the sudden attack of the squadron, the captain of the Devil Brigade calmed down after experiencing the initial panic, and issued orders in an orderly manner. here.

"The Akita Squadron has suffered heavy losses. More than 30 people have been killed. Two machine guns have been damaged. Fire support is requested."

After a moment of silence, the captain of the Guizi Battalion ordered: "Let the artillery squadron go to support the Akita Squadron, and make sure to suppress the Chinese army..."

"Hayi!" The communications soldier bowed heavily, turned around and sank into the darkness.

"Let the Hengshan Squadron attack from the right flank, attack the Chinese Army's flank, and reduce the pressure on the frontal defense." The best defense is to attack. With absolute firepower superiority, the Devil Captain did not blindly defend, but decided to take the initiative to attack.

The devil's captain is very arrogant and arrogant. In his eyes, the so-called Chinese army is just a group of farmers with guns, and they don't pose much threat to them.