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

The devil's attack from the north and east soon resumed. The crackling gunfire mixed with the rattling machine gun roar shook the night into a hustle and bustle.

Lieutenant Guizi led more than 40 devils wearing steel helmets to the front of their position in Yangling to the south, and the gleaming bayonet on the [-] rifle was especially penetrating in the dark night.

The devil did not attack recklessly. The devil's artillery squad was busy assembling mortars. Although it was dark, they were still very familiar with them. Soon, three [-] mortars were assembled and aimed at Yang Ling. They set up mortars in the town. The trenches outside.

The devils had already known the location of the trench through the initial firepower test, and knew where there were not many defenders guarding, so their mortars aimed directly at the trench.

"Company commander, why haven't the devils moved yet?" Old Wangtou and the others had already retreated to the barricade trenches under Yang Ling's order, and directly abandoned the outer trenches. Looking at the quiet outside, Old Wangtou was a little impatient.

"Wait, it's coming soon."

Yang Ling was calmer now. The devils' attack from the north and east had already started. Unlike before, they fired a few shots to test the firepower and then retreated. This time, the gunshots never stopped.

As for why the devils didn't attack for a long time, Yang Ling could only guess that the devils were preparing for artillery fire. After all, their infantry tactics were so simple. The artillery bombarded the infantry, and before Yang Ling and the others could say anything, the devils' attack began.

boom!

The [-]mm Type [-] mortar shell roared and smashed into Yang Ling's trench outside the town. With a bang, the shell exploded, and a cloud of mud rained down from the sky, but Yang Ling and the others had already retreated to the back , For them, it is like watching fireworks.

As the first shells fell into the trenches, shells hit the trenches one after another. The sound of rumbling was endless, the artillery fire was raging, and the smoke filled the sky. The entire trench was bombed to pieces by the devil's mortar.

"My darling, if we don't withdraw, we won't be blown up!" Old Wang looked at the front trenches covered by artillery fire, cold sweat pouring out of his brow, with lingering fear in his heart.

Old Wangtou was originally just a cooking squad leader, and he didn't even get a gun. Now that he was promoted to a platoon leader, he thought he was an officer, but suddenly he found that he was far behind Yang Ling. Yang Ling, who was quietly lying next to him, felt even more admirable.

The trenches outside the town had been completely destroyed, and Yang Ling didn't expect it to be of much use. The simple civil structure trenches were not made of reinforced concrete, so it would be no wonder if they weren't blown to pieces.

He is now somewhat thankful that he has withdrawn the soldiers of the two squads in the trenches outside, otherwise he would have been bombed to nothing.

In fact, this is Yang Ling's experience in the battlefield these days. When guarding Yun Zaobang, many brothers did not die under the guns of the devils, but most of them were killed by the bombs.

It's ridiculous to say that in the face of the devil's heavy artillery bombardment, some people were shocked to death on the battlefield. No one can tell about the helplessness.

The gunfire stopped, and the gunpowder smoke was still spreading wantonly around. The lieutenant of the devil waved his big hand, and more than 20 devil soldiers with guns in their hands rushed towards the trenches of the defenders in a skirmish line.

"Don't shoot without an order." Yang Ling ordered in a low voice, and the soldiers next to him passed down the order one by one. Yang Ling was going to make a surprise attack on the devils.

More than 20 devil soldiers were well-trained and rushed upwards in a skirmish line. When the infantry charged, they did not forget to cover alternately. Three machine guns were arranged on the two wings and were ready to fire at any time.

When the devil was more than 20 meters away from the trench, just to be on the safe side, a few smoking grenades flew through the air and flew into the bombed-out trench, and another burst of gravel and mud splashed.

"Kill and change!" The ghost soldier screamed and rushed into the trench with a gleaming bayonet, ready to deal with the defenders who hadn't been killed yet.

But after rushing into the trenches, they found that there was no one there, only the messy trenches that had been blown up, and they were a little dazed.

Bang!

One of the ghost soldiers' helmet was hit by a flying black object, the helmet was smashed crookedly, and he subconsciously fell down.

Boom!

The devil soldier who was about to lie down on the ground was blown away by the violent explosion, and then fell heavily to the ground again, splashing gravel and soil like rain, sprinkled on the devil soldier's sticky face, turning into a cloud. Fuzzy, Gui Zibing opened his eyes wide, and before he understood what was going on, he turned his head and lost his life.

They smashed out the only five wooden-handled grenades left by Yang Ling and the others. The devils had all kinds of cannons, but they didn't, but that didn't stop them from blowing up the devils in the slightest.

Gunpowder smoke and darkness mixed together and enveloped the position, and nearly half of the devils were enveloped in the explosive debris sprayed everywhere.

The more than 20 devil soldiers who were aggressive just now were directly swept down by the air wave, and five or six died immediately.

The remaining devil soldiers were quite frightened, but it was not safe to stay in this trench, and grenades would be thrown in if they could not keep it. The devil soldier Cao gritted his teeth, roared and prepared to charge towards the town.

More than a dozen devils who could still move screamed and jumped out of the trench, and went straight to the town in the darkness along the street, not forgetting to pull the bolt of their guns to shoot while charging.

The lieutenant who exploded in the trench in front saw it, and he also saw the survivors charge, but he felt that something was wrong, but it was too late to stop it now.

"Hit!" The devil had already rushed over, and Yang Ling let out a loud shout as he pulled the trigger.

A row of bang bang guns swept directly towards the devil.

The Czech-style light machine guns arranged in the two houses on the side and back also sprayed out a series of tongues of fire at the same time, and the fire lines flew in the air. The synchronized gunmen built a cross-fire network together, covering the charging devils. went in.

The ghost soldiers knew that there must be Chinese defenders in front. They also tested the opponent's weak firepower before, but they didn't expect it to be so strong. The blood mist is splashing.

After just one round of firepower, all the more than a dozen devil soldiers who rushed over were sent to the ground, and those who survived were all struggling and howling in pain.

"Brothers! Go for me!" The leader of the platoon roared excitedly, leading the people to rush up.

"Come back! Come back!" Seeing a row of people rushing out without orders, Yang Ling was caught off guard and yelled at the top of his voice.

Body 1 Chapter Fierce Battle at Jiangqiao ([-])

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"Come back! Come back!"

Yang Ling was screaming at the top of his voice, and the row of dozens of people who charged was also roaring, roaring and rushing towards the wounded devil soldiers wriggling and bleeding on the ground.

The Chinese Revolutionary Army has never lacked blood and brave men. Even though the position was bombarded to pieces by the devil's artillery, they still fought bloody blood tenaciously for nearly three months.

In the face of the devil's artillery fire, it is impossible to defend, so they learned a new skill in the cruel bloody battle, that is, charge.

As long as you charge and strangle with the devil soldiers in close combat, the various types of artillery behind the devil soldiers will be afraid to bombard them, and fighting with the devil face to face with bayonets can not only save ammunition, but also avoid being bombarded , Charging has become a habitual action of many defenders.

A row of soldiers were screaming, gnashing their teeth, rushing desperately towards the devil wounded soldiers howling and groaning on the ground. They were very excited. After being suppressed and beaten for so long, they could finally happily fight for the brothers who died in battle. revenge.

"Come back! Come back!" Yang Ling roared almost crazily, appearing so powerless amidst the thunderous rushing sounds.

Da-da-da-da-da-

The three crooked light machine guns behind the devil saw the Chinese defenders rushing out of the barricade bunker, and they spewed out a series of flames without hesitation.

The dense bullets drowned out Yang Ling's roar like a storm, and drowned out the charging soldiers.

The blood was sprayed wantonly one after another, and the soldiers who shouted and charged were hit by the strong force of the bullets, shaking involuntarily like sifting chaff, and blood holes appeared one after another.

One soldier was shot and fell to the ground, and another soldier was shot and fell to the ground, facing the bullet with his chest upright, and then fell down one by one.

The devil's machine gunner was experienced, and the three machine guns crossed each other to form an impenetrable firepower net, while a row of dozens of soldiers hit straight up like that, and then they were torn into pieces, which aroused everyone It rained blood from the sky.

Watching the soldiers who rushed out were shot and fell to the ground one by one, they turned into corpses. The soldiers lying behind the barricade bunkers were stunned, screaming angrily and pulling the bolts of their guns to fight back.

The devil's machine guns stopped, and they ran out of magazines, but the dozens of Chinese soldiers who rushed out also fell into a pool of blood.

Even those who hadn't lost their breath were just like those devils just now, struggling and wriggling, and the painful wailing made the comrades behind the barricade bunker angry and powerless.

The open area in front of the barricade was originally cleared by Yang Ling to widen the shooting range, but now it has become a hell for the soldiers who rushed out.

Those who survived the bullet were covered in blood, wriggling weakly, trying to crawl back, but the machine guns of the devil soldiers started rattling again, and the bullets swept across a fan regularly, splashing blood and minced flesh. Those who survived died completely, and there was no one left alive.