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

Rumble!The grenade kicked up gravel and mud and sprayed it wantonly in the gunpowder smoke. The Japanese soldiers who were attacking were so frightened that they hurriedly lay down. However, the scattered line of the Japanese soldiers was too long, and the distance between each devil was at least seven or eight meters. It rang, but none of them exploded.

However, Yang Ling and the others also took advantage of the sound of the grenade, grabbed the gun in their hands and ran away. By the time the devil lying on the ground reacted, they had already jumped more than ten meters away.

The ghost soldiers screamed in anger, pulled the bolt of the gun while standing up to chase, and the bullets swished past Yang Ling and the others. When I came out, I only hated my parents for losing two legs.

More than 20 remnant soldiers ran panting, and a large group of hula-la-la-la devils chased after them. It was like a race between antelopes and lions on the grassland. Whoever stopped would lose.

Yang Ling and the others ran across the battlefield where Laowangtou and the others fought fiercely. They saw corpses and debris all over the ground, and also saw Laowangtou lying in the cold wind. Yang Ling only had time to sigh, turned around and started running again. There was no time for pain and Sadness, when they stop they turn into corpses too.

"Mother, mother, I can't run anymore." Yang Dashu was carrying a [-]-type light machine gun, dragged down by a big iron lump, even if he was as strong as a bear, his still tired tongue was almost sticking out.

"Stop, hit again!" Yang Ling was also very tired. He was sick at first, but now there was a cold wind in his throat, as if something was stuck in his neck.

The bullet pierced fiercely through the body of the devil soldier who was chasing him like he had eyes. The devil soldier staggered forward and ran a few steps before falling to the ground.

Crackling gunshots rang out again, and the ghost soldiers who were chasing close were caught off guard and knocked down five or six times. The withered grass was stained red with blood. Yes, running so fast, they didn't even care to catch their breath, they pulled the bolt and fired back.

The two sides fought back and forth for a while, and there was a burst of gunpowder smoke. Yang Ling and the others took a breath, finally recovered, lifted their legs and started running again.

However, the ghost soldiers following them were like brown sugar, sticking to their buttocks and couldn't get rid of them, and they tended to chase closer and closer.

"Company commander, there is no way for us to run like this. Sooner or later, we will be overtaken by the little devils, and none of them will survive. Let me bring a few brothers to stay behind to block."

Liu Yidao was holding his machete, panting for breath, shouting at Yang Ling while running.

It would be a lifeless job to stay and stop the little devil. Yang Ling now has only a few brothers left, so how could he bear to let them go to death for nothing? He just shook his head and refused without even thinking about it.

But running like this is not the way to go. Sooner or later, he will be caught up by the devils, and he will inevitably be destroyed. Just when Yang Ling was in a state of anxiety, a gun rang out in the distance, crackling like popping beans.

"Let's go over there!" Yang Ling waved his hand, turned around and jumped out with his gun in his hand. No matter what happened to him, as long as there was an exchange of fire, at least it meant that there were friendly troops, which was better than being chased by devils all the time. If you are lucky, you may be able to use friendly forces to fight back.

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The dilapidated village was on fire, and hundreds of ragged National Revolutionary Army soldiers were being bombarded by the devil's grenades in the village. Gunpowder smoke and mud filled the village wantonly, and they were blocked by devil soldiers. , It's embarrassing to say, there are not many devil soldiers blocking them, there are only more than 20 people in total.

More than 20 devil soldiers were divided into two waves and sealed the entrance of the village with machine guns. The flames spewed out made the Japanese soldiers who broke out and charged fell to the ground continuously.

"Damn it, charge again! I don't believe you can't get out!" A second lieutenant with a loud voice had a bloody bandage wrapped around his head, and was about to charge out with a gun.

"Platoon leader, platoon leader, we can't charge anymore, if we charge again, all the brothers will die." Someone hugged the second lieutenant's platoon leader's thigh, begging with sobs.

"Don't you rush out and wait here to die! Get out!" The second lieutenant's platoon leader kicked away the soldier holding his thigh, and was about to call people to rush out.

"Platoon leader, we can't rush out, why not surrender!" The soldier who was kicked away gritted his teeth and shouted: "If we surrender, we can still live!"

"You bastard! You fucking forgot how the group died! You were stabbed to death by a devil with a bayonet, and you actually wanted to surrender! I'll kill you!" The second lieutenant platoon leader shouted like an enraged lion Roaring, he raised his gun to the soldier who said he would surrender.

"Platoon leader, I don't want to die either. My baby is only one year old. How would they live without me..." The soldier cried and roared, both accusing and venting tears. It fell down the cheek, mixed with blood, making the face a mess.

The lieutenant's platoon leader lowered his gun when he heard the soldier's words, he stepped forward and kicked the soldier hard a few times in disbelief: "You're worthless! You're going to get a pension from the government when you die! Are you still afraid of their mother and son?" Can't survive! I think you are a coward!"

"Brothers! We are fighting a national war against Japanese devils! Your wives, children, and parents are watching us from behind. Anyone who dares to surrender to the devils will be stabbed in the back for the rest of his life!"

"You have seen us all the way here, so many villages have been bombed by the devils, so many people have been harmed by the devils, if we can't stop the devils here, the devils will ruin our families and harm you Wife and children, do you think we can surrender!"

"No! You can't surrender even if you die!" The bloodiness of the soldiers was aroused, and the scarred soldiers roared to fight the devils to the end.

"If you can still move, pick up a gun for me. I don't want to go back alive today. Killing one is enough money, killing two to earn one! Let me go out and kill devils!"

"Kill the devil!" More than 100 people roared in unison and rushed out of the village.

The devils in the village rushed out, and the devils heard the roar and were about to pull the trigger to continue fighting. Suddenly, guns rang out from behind. Yang Ling and the others copied the back path of the devil soldiers. .

"Platoon leader! Platoon leader! It's a friendly army! Our friendly army!" A soldier shouted excitedly.

"Damn it, look what's behind them!" The platoon leader kicked the excited soldier angrily, and the soldiers looked back, and there were more than [-] devils who were chasing that group of friendly soldiers towards this place. The side is coming, and the excitement turned into swearing, damn it, you are not running anywhere, you have to lure the devil here.

Text Chapter 135 Unlucky Egg

The dilapidated village is still filled with gunpowder smoke, and the sky is covered by gunpowder smoke in a thick blackness. The more than 100 remnant soldiers who just rushed out of the village turned around and rushed back to the village at a faster speed. figure. ?

In the fields more than 500 meters east of the entrance of the village, more than 100 devils rushed over in a mess, their messy footsteps mixed with heavy panting, and the devil soldiers were also out of breath from exhaustion.

More than 20 devils blocked more than 100 of them in the village and couldn't get out. Seeing that the friendly army opened the gap, he was not happy for a few seconds, and found that the friendly army was followed by more devils. The second lieutenant platoon leader Qin Shou felt that I have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck, and I can barely drink cold water!

"Drill into the house!" shouted Qin Shou, the platoon leader, and wanted to sneak into the house again. He felt that the narrow space was safer than this empty street.

"Damn your house, the devils behind have mortars, run away!"

Qin Shou had just stepped into the room and was about to find a thicker wall to hide, but the shouting from outside almost made his nose crooked, and the grenadier had already blown them into disgrace. This newcomer The devils still carry mortars, do they need to be killed.

Qin Shou retreated from the Songhu battlefield. He naturally knew that the mortars of the devil soldiers were not the same as the grenade launchers. .

Damn, I really met a group of mourners, Qin Shou went out of the house with a gun, and a group of people ran towards the west of the village again.

Qin Shou complained angrily while running: "Damn, what have you done that is outrageous? Why are there so many devils chasing after you?"

"It was killing a devil who was an official in Jiangqiao. Who knew it was like stabbing a hornet's nest. These devils have been chasing us for several days, and they will not stop."

Hearing that Yang Ling and the others had been chased by devils for several days, Qin Shou finally felt much more at ease. There were people in his relationship who were more unlucky than himself, but when he thought of the fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond, and the unlucky consequences for himself and others, he gloated and cursed inwardly. In a word, deserve it——

More than a dozen devil soldiers at the east end of the village were killed by Yang Ling and the others, but there were still more than ten devil soldiers at the west end of the village.

As he ran, Qin Shou suddenly remembered that there were ghost soldiers at the west end of the village. They ran to the west like meat buns and dogs, and they went there without returning. He shouted in frustration: "Don't run, don't run, I think Wake up, there are ghost soldiers to the west of his mother."

Qin Shou's voice frightened Liu Yidao, who had just run to the entrance of the village, staggered and almost fell to the ground, when the bullets swishing in front flew over, hitting the earth wall with smoke and dust, and Liu Yidao, who was almost dead, slid Facing the wall, he retreated in embarrassment again, yelling: "Why didn't you fucking say earlier that there are devils here too."

"You didn't ask, I thought you knew."

Liu Yidao looked at the disgraced friendly platoon leader, completely speechless, wondering how he came across such a thing.

At this moment, Yang Ling gasped and said, "How many devils are there?"

"More than ten," added Qin Shou, the platoon leader, "no more than thirteen at most."

"A total of more than 20 devils from both sides blocked more than 100 of you in the village?" Hearing Qin Shou's answer, Liu Yidao burst out laughing.

Qin Shou and the others blushed with embarrassment. He raised his head and argued, "There are machine guns at the entrance of the devil's village. If there were no machine guns, we would have chopped them up."

"Okay, stop talking about these useless things, everyone is ready, let's rush out!"

Although Liu Yidao and Qin Shou were fighting with each other, Yang Ling did not forget that the more than 100 devils following behind were their biggest threat, and they had to run away quickly.

They now add up to more than 100 people. They can't deal with the more than 100 devils behind them, but they are more than enough to deal with the dozen or so devils blocking the way.

"Give me five grenades!" Yang Ling shouted to the back.

"Give them—" Qin Shou ordered to his man's mouth, and within a minute, five grenades had been delivered to Yang Ling.