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

"Jiao Ming, go and blow up the devil's machine gun—" Yang Ling stuffed the grenade into veteran Jiao Ming's hand and ordered.

"Company commander, just watch!" Jiao Ming grabbed the grenade and nestled against the base of the wall.

"Yang Dashu, machine gun cover!"

Da da da—— da da da——Yang Dashu lowered the butt of the Type [-] light machine gun on his shoulder, suddenly turned around the corner, and pulled the trigger at the entrance of the village, and the bullets like water splashed towards the devil soldiers at the entrance of the village. Go out, at the same time, Jiao Ming also rolled out like a donkey.

The ghost soldiers stuck at the entrance of the village were immediately attracted by the firepower of Yang Dashu's machine gun, and kept firing towards this side, causing mud and mist to splash around Yang Dashu, making Qin Shou and the others feel terrified.

After Yang Dashu finished firing a magazine, he successfully attracted the firepower of the devil soldier, and the bullet of the devil soldier's light machine gun also shot back along the trajectory. The wood on the ground was torn into pieces and flew into the sky. The machine gun rolled back behind the wall.

And this attracting firepower also successfully made Jiao Ming roll out safely from the other side. The Devil Soldier's machine gun exposed the position of the firepower. He was lifted half a meter high by the shock wave and fell down heavily, and several pieces of his body were also blown away.

"Rush!" Yang Ling yelled at the moment the explosion sounded. If a cheetah jumped out, the distance of tens of meters would be a few breaths. Before the other devils could react, Yang Ling had already appeared in front of him holding a bayonet in front of them.

Pooh!The gleaming bayonet pierced fiercely into the devil's heart, and then he kicked and pulled it out bloody.

A devil soldier next to him rushed forward screaming, Yang Ling threw a gun butt at him with his hands, the devil soldier's face was covered in blood, he rolled over and fell to the ground, Liu Yidao had already rushed to the devil soldier, and he stabbed the devil soldier Chop, blood spurts.

Without the support of heavy firepower, the devil soldiers faced the strong men in No. 1 who were holding fire in their hearts. Even if they had three heads and six arms, they were not opponents, and they all fell into a pool of blood in less than a minute.

Damn, the devils are so ruthless. When Qin Shou saw the devil soldier whose stomach was stabbed by himself, he immediately felt very clear in his heart, which was so refreshing.

Whoosh whoosh——Qin Shou hadn't been happy for half a second, and the whistling bullets had already flew over his forehead. He remembered that there were devils behind him, so he didn't dare to turn his head. He raised his legs and ran westward. Only then did he realize , the group of friendly soldiers had jumped more than ten meters away, and they cursed angrily: "You guys have no conscience, wait for me."

Lieutenant Yoshino chased Yang Ling and the others to this dilapidated village. Watching Yang Ling and the others sneak into the village, they suffered a loss in Jiangqiao, and learned to be smart. They didn't dare to enter the village rashly. They were afraid of being sniped, so they were directly flanked and blocked. On the other end, they are trapped inside.

Who knew that Yang Ling and the others didn't want to guard this ruined village at all. Yang Ling knew in his heart that this village was no better than Jiangqiao. There was no solid house and no room for maneuver. Mortars could kill them all by hiding in it. Extinct, so the 36 plan is the best plan, and there is only one dead end for guarding the village.

When Lieutenant Yoshino appeared at the west end of the village panting, he looked at the more than 100 Chinese rout soldiers who fled for their lives in the field, and looked at each other with the second lieutenant next to him. How about more than 20 people?What about juggling?

"Chasing!" However, Lieutenant Yoshino was stunned for three seconds, waved his hand decisively, and immediately pursued, whether he chased twenty or a hundred, it would be bad luck for them to hit the muzzle of his gun!

Text Chapter 136 Little Forest

Under the gloomy sky, the rout soldiers who retreated from the Songhu battlefield seemed to have lost their souls. There were groups of three or four, and there were also entire battalions and companies. They looked terrified, moved their exhausted bodies and buried their heads to the west. Run, the atmosphere is dull and depressing. ??

In the morning, the guns were still rumbling fiercely in the direction of Kunshan. It was because the troops in the rear were still fighting bloody battles with the devil soldiers who were chasing up. However, at noon, the troops in the rear were also defeated by the devils. The dam retreated, and the situation became even more severe.

The ghost planes with plaster flags caught up in groups and skimmed the low altitude. The machine guns on board were like fire-breathing monsters accompanied by ear-piercing roars. The light shines through.

Those cars full of wounded soldiers also became the focus of the Devil's Airplane. The trajectory of the bullets swept through the inside and there was wailing. The young student who drove the car was hit by a bullet. Let it go, circled around and flew back to throw the bomb. With a violent explosion, the car and the wounded soldiers in the car were shrouded in flames.

Those flaming wounds screaming like slaughtered pigs ran out of the fire and turned into a living fireball. After the devil plane left arrogantly, they had long been burned to coke, and even the air was filled with Burnt smell.

China's 70 defenders fought against the devils in the Shanghai area for three months, with more than 30 casualties and still fighting to the death. They lacked ammunition and food, but they still bravely fought against the devils in the mountain of corpses and blood. The Devil soldiers had to pay a sufficient price for every step forward, and the entire [-]st Regiment of the Devil's [-]st Division was almost wiped out by the Chinese defenders.

However, the retreat order was repeated and hasty within a day, causing the troops to be in disarray. The pent-up breath in the hearts of the Chinese defenders was exhausted and they could no longer gather together. the killing field.

The devil's pursuit force dispatched dozens of units to detour at multiple points and interspersed repeatedly, so that it was impossible for the defeated Chinese defenders to reorganize their defense line, because it was said that the devil had already run to the front, and every one of them had no idea The ground was blocked and defended, and the traitors who had been bribed continued to guide the devil's planes to bomb on the ground, causing the retreating troops to become more chaotic and disorderly, and they collapsed thousands of miles away.

The ghost planes with plaster flags came and went. In order to survive, the rout soldiers had to leave the road and rush into the fields, running on small roads, so the rout soldiers could be seen all over the mountains and plains.

Some people are so sleepy and hungry that they can’t run anymore, so they can only go to the nearby villages to find food, but the people have already run away, and all the old people left behind are either old people who can’t run, or traitors who have been bought by the devils for a long time. , small groups of rout soldiers in groups of three or five were attacked by traitor teams from time to time, and the casualties were even more serious. It was really a house leak and it rained all night, which was extremely miserable.

In the field swept by the cold wind, two teams, one in front and the other behind, were starting a chasing game. More than a hundred devil soldiers with live ammunition were chasing Yang Ling and the others. die.

Yang Ling had never felt that he was in such a mess before. He was so angry that he had nowhere to go. He wanted to turn around and fight the devils. However, his strength was not as good as that of others. It would have no effect other than increasing casualties, so he could only run, but the devils just stared at him. They are biting and not letting go.

Their running all the way really made chickens fly and dogs jumped. The broken soldiers who were hiding and resting along the way were scared to death when they saw a large group of devils chasing them. They ran away with guns. They were really scared by the devils. up.

After three months of fighting in the Songhu battlefield, the old soldiers have long since died, and even the new recruits who have been recruited have changed several times. Now the morale of these defeated soldiers has long been lost. How can they have the courage to fight the devil soldiers? Can only run profusely in sweat.

The ghost soldiers chasing Yang Ling and the others were also exhausted. Both sides chased me for almost an hour. At this moment, their legs were weak and their speed was getting slower and slower, but they both gritted their teeth and persisted.

Lieutenant Yoshino unbuttoned his neckline to make himself more comfortable. He stared at the hundreds of people in front of him with his dark eyes, and his teeth creaked.

Yang Ling and the others only had about [-] people at the beginning, but there were too many defeated soldiers along the way. Seeing the devils coming, they all ran after them. Now their team has grown to three or four hundred. Spectacular.

Although there were a lot of them, the ghosts knocked out their souls. Faced with more than 100 devils, Yang Ling dared not turn back. No, as long as the devils fired a few shots, they would definitely be reimbursed.

boom!

"Go to the woods on the left front!" Yang Ling ran and found the woods in front of him, and immediately pulled the bolt of his gun and fired a shot into the air, shouting loudly.

The devil habitually fell down on the spot when he heard the gunshots, because the Chinese routs were about to fight back, but they found that they were rushing to the woods in front of them, so they immediately got up and chased after them.

At this moment, the rout soldiers have lost their souls, so it doesn't matter who shouted to run into the woods. Anyway, in line with the principle of safety in numbers, all the cheerleaders went into the woods.

"Damn it, don't run away, cover up and block it!" After entering the woods, the rout soldiers wanted to continue running, but Yang Ling stopped them with a gun.

Now that they had the cover of the woods, and they had three or four hundred people, Yang Ling didn't want to continue running desperately.

"Stop it, there are more than 100 devils, don't drag us if you want to die." A broken soldier was about to cross Yang Ling and continue running, cursing.

"Ouch!" But as soon as he took a step, he was kicked to the ground by Liu Yidao who was standing next to Yang Ling.

Liu Yidao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was holding a blood-stained machete in his hand. Wherever he stood, the commotion of the crowd was immediately suppressed, and they did not dare to move forward.

"The devils only have more than 100 people, you are afraid of the farts, we have three or four hundred people, and one shot by one will kill them all!" Yang Ling reminded, and the running soldiers found out, mother , When did we have so many people? Seeing the crowd, we immediately gained confidence.

He was already being chased by the devils like a bereaved dog, and his heart was on fire, but now he saw that there were three or four hundred people on his side at some point, and his neck suddenly slumped, and he became more courageous.

"Hit it! I can't run anyway." The platoon leader Qin Shou put his hands on his hips, panting loudly.

"Hidden on the spot! Listen to my order before firing!" Yang Ling immediately gave the order regardless of whether the rout soldiers agreed or not.

The so-called courageous generals, the rout soldiers were scattered, without the command of the commander, they naturally lost their souls, and now with the unquestionable orders of the company commander Yang Ling, they still obeyed Yang Ling's orders subconsciously.

Although the thorny heads still wanted to run, they swallowed their saliva when they saw Liu Yidao standing beside Yang Ling with a cold face, and didn't want to be such an early bird.

Hundreds of rout soldiers all lay down in their respective concealments, and began to pull the bolts of their guns, pointing their guns at the outside and preparing to fight.

The ghost soldiers also rushed out of the forest with a whimper, and hesitated for a while when they saw the rout soldiers rushing into the forest. A fire reconnaissance was conducted.

More than a dozen devils raised their guns to the forest and pulled the trigger. Along with the gunpowder smoke rushing out of the muzzle, the whistling bullets crashed into the forest, crackling and splashing broken branches and leaves.

Seeing that there was no response in the woods, Lieutenant Yoshino waved his hand, and the ghost soldiers began to drill into the woods with their guns in hand, ready to continue the pursuit.

It wasn't that Lieutenant Yoshino was careless, but that this group of rout soldiers didn't dare to turn around and shoot after being chased by them for so long. In his opinion, this group of mobs were scared out of their wits, and the victory paralyzed Lieutenant Yoshino's brain, so It never occurred to Yang Ling and the others to fight back in the woods.

Main text Chapter 137 Fight back!

Yang Ling lay on top of a pile of rotten dead leaves. The soft dead leaves felt like lying on a sponge. After running for so long, his whole body was covered in sweat. When he stopped at this moment, the cold wind blew, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Whoosh a piece of cold. ?????

But now that life and death were at stake, he didn't care so much, he reached out and took out the dirty bullet from his pocket, wiped it on his sleeve, and then pressed it into the barrel of the gun.

He still had a cold and a cold, and he felt dizzy and weak before running, but he was sweating profusely after being chased by the bullets, and now Yang Ling felt much smoother and more comfortable.