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

Both sides in the melee are trying their best to overturn the person in front of them. The bayonet flies and hits you with your fist and bites with your teeth. A devil soldier bites off the ear of a Chinese soldier forcefully. Blood dripping.

The wounded devil soldier was frantic and frightening. One devil soldier who had been beaten with bullet holes was still alive, and rang the grenade on his body. With a bang, the shock wave rained blood all over Yang Ling's body. The two soldiers who had shot forward were directly blown to pieces.

There are also those screaming ghost soldiers who dare to charge three or four Chinese soldiers with bayonets. Their ferocious appearance makes the legs of the larger group weak. The devil soldiers are as fierce as wounded beasts , makes people shudder.

However, the Chinese soldiers were also red-eyed. Thinking of countless brothers dying in the hands of the devil soldiers, the anger in their hearts burst out. Before the soldier got up, he was cut into a pile of meat by random knives.

The ground was wet and full of puddles of blood, and the blown arms and broken legs were everywhere, and no one could tell whose it was. The two sides fought brutally on the corpse.

Lieutenant Yoshino hacked and killed five Chinese soldiers in a row. Yang Ling also lost his strength at this moment, and knocked them over with his body directly in the thorn bushes. The sharp thorns made Lieutenant Yoshino's face full of tiny blood holes. His face was as disfigured as pockmarked.

"Ah!" Lieutenant Yoshino yelled angrily. As soon as he stood up holding his saber, Yang Dashu shot him into a blood gourd with a machine gun, and then fell straight into the thorn bush.

The forest is full of gunpowder smoke and bloody smell. Although the devil soldiers are powerful, there are only more than 100 soldiers. After 10 minutes of fighting, there are only a dozen or so devil soldiers without bullets standing back to back, all around It is a bloody Chinese remnant soldier with red eyes.

Text Chapter 139 Improving Morale

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At the edge of the woods where bloody corpses were strewn all over, more than a dozen surviving Japanese soldiers stared viciously at the Chinese soldiers surrounding them with their bayonets raised back to back, still baring their teeth and refusing to admit defeat.

A few scorched Chinese soldiers roared and rushed up with their bayonets straight, trying to kill the devil soldiers who were out of ammunition and food, but although the devil soldiers were at a disadvantage, they were still fierce, and the few soldiers who charged up quickly He was stabbed to death by the devil.

"I gave it all a sudden!" Seeing the soldiers who rushed forward were stabbed to death by the devils, the platoon leader Qin Shou suddenly turned red, knowing that there was no need to die in order to deal with the remnants, so he wiped the blood on his face. Blood and minced meat shouted at the Chinese soldiers surrounding the devil soldiers.

With the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, the muzzles of hundreds of guns were aimed at more than a dozen devils who were surrounded. Behind the butts of the guns were blackened and angry faces.

"Put down the guns for me! Let them use the knives!" Liu Yidao was covered in blood and minced flesh, as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood. He pushed away the soldiers holding guns in front of him, Holding a blood-stained machete, he stood in the circle.

The platoon leader Qin Shou saw that Liu Yidao was about to fight the devil himself, and was immediately a little embarrassed. Although the devil had only a dozen or so remnants and defeated soldiers, the devil was fierce. If Liu Yidao couldn't fight and was killed by the devil, it would affect their morale , so he turned his attention to Yang Ling for help, hoping that Yang Ling would agree to solve it with a gun.

Yang Ling was panting heavily against the burnt black tree trunk, blood was still dripping from the hanging bayonet, and after recovering from a serious illness, he used the devil's hand-to-hand fight with the bayonet, and was a little out of breath for a while.

Facing the gaze cast by the platoon leader Qin Shou, he understood Qin Shou's meaning. After so many brothers died, the remaining ten devil soldiers were trapped. If they fought to the death, he would have to suffer a lot of injuries People, so simply cut two paragraphs and use a gun to gain a lot of money.

But Yang Ling didn't think so. They still fought so fiercely with several times their strength. Although the soldiers won the battle, the ferocity of the devil soldiers' stabbing will leave a psychological shadow on them. Next time they meet devils, they will still fight There will be scruples and fears, so he wants to use the remaining dozen or so devil soldiers as a demonstration to boost the morale of these remnant soldiers and let them know that devils are not gods and are not invincible!

Yang Ling stood up straight, held the bloody bayonet and pushed away the surrounding soldiers, stood next to Liu Yidao, raised his neck and raised his voice to the surroundings: "Open your eyes wide open for me! Look!" Let’s see whether it’s the devils or us Chinese who are the best!”

The platoon leader Qin Shou originally wanted Yang Ling to agree to use guns to kill the devil soldiers, but he didn't expect Yang Ling to stand in the circle to single out the devil soldiers. sleeve, lowered his voice and said: "We don't have to fight the devils to the death, why do you?"

"Don't worry, the devils can't hurt us." Seeing Qin Shou's frightened look, Yang Ling gave Qin Shou a comforting look, and then said to the surrounding soldiers, "Everyone take three steps back! Make room!"

Under Yang Ling's order, the soldiers holding their guns retreated to make room for a circle. Seeing that Yang Ling was really going to fight the devil soldiers one-on-one, Qin Shou hurriedly ordered the soldiers around him to shoot immediately if Yang Ling and the others were in danger. Disobeying Yang Ling's order also ensures his safety.

Yang Ling's body is very weak. Although he intends to train to be as tyrannical as he was when he was the king of soldiers, but these days he has been fighting fiercely with devils, and his nutrition can't keep up. Although Dun is weak, he still has the confidence to kill these ghost soldiers.

These devil soldiers have become the soft-shelled turtles in the urn. Yang Ling is determined to personally kill these arrogant devil soldiers with hand-to-hand combat, so that the Chinese soldiers around can see them and boost their morale.

"Come!" Yang Ling was holding a bayonet, and Liu Yidao was holding a machete in both hands. The two stood side by side, and twitched their fingers at the devilish soldier.

At this moment, the devil soldier also knew that he would never survive today, so he decided to kill one and count as one, and kill two to earn one. The two devil soldiers in the front looked at each other, shouted, and rushed To Yang Ling and Liu Yidao.

In the eyes of the devil soldiers, Yang Ling and Liu Yidao were looking for death if they wanted to fight with them. They were best at hand-to-hand stabbing. In their eyes, these mobs of the Chinese army were not worthy of their opponents.

Guizibing's short body is better than his stature, and his hands holding the bayonet are also very powerful. If he is stabbed once, he will be seriously injured.

Facing the oncoming bayonet, Yang Ling snorted coldly, dodged the bayonet sideways, and hit the devil soldier's chin with an elbow. With a click, the devil soldier's jaw was crushed, and the force of the impact made his mouth spit out There was blood, and the head was thrown back involuntarily, but the body couldn't hold back and continued to move forward. Yang Ling smashed down with the butt of the gun again, and the devil soldier fell to the ground completely, struggled twice and died.

Compared to Yang Ling's gentle style of play, Liu Yidao next to him was much more violent and bloody. He still played the Northwest Army's style of play.

The machete was heavy, and the back of the knife directly swung away the devil soldier's bayonet. The blade pressed down, and with the sound of bone shattering, it directly drew a big bloody gash diagonally along the devil soldier's shoulder, and the devil soldier's internal organs were all along The opening slid out, and a stench filled the surroundings. The devil soldiers were killed before they could scream.

The remnant soldiers around were still a little afraid of the ghost soldiers' stabbing at first, and were worried about Yang Ling and the others, but when they saw Liu Yidao and Yang Ling killing the two devils like cutting melons and vegetables, their morale was high and they applauded loudly.

The two devil soldiers were easily killed, and the rest of the devil soldiers looked at each other and became extremely dignified, but they were not afraid, shouting and charging forward with bayonets.

Pooh!Yang Ling stabbed the devil soldier with a bayonet, and the other devil soldier was kicked out by him, and fell into a puddle of blood. Several ribs in his chest were broken, and he couldn't get up after struggling for a long time.

"Look clearly! This little devil is also fleshy. If you cut him with a knife, he will be cut in half. They yell at them because they are afraid of us in their hearts, and they are cheering themselves up. Therefore, in the future, when you meet a little devil, you will be more ruthless than him!" As Yang Ling walked over and stabbed the seriously injured devil soldier to death, he taught on the spot for the disabled soldiers around him to learn from.

Liu Yidao was slashing at the devils with a dull head. Every devil soldier who rushed towards him was chopped off with arms and legs broken. One of his stomachs was cut open and it was terrible. After stuffing it back, Liu Yidao chopped off his head again and again.

Back to back, Yang Ling and Liu Yidao fought to death more than a dozen surviving devil soldiers under the shocked eyes of the onlookers, but they were only scratched a few times.

"In the future, don't be afraid of devils fighting for stabs! First, you must be more ruthless than them! Second, you must not be afraid of death! You must dare to show your sword, and the brave will win when you meet on a narrow road. Those who are afraid of death are the first to die! Third, you must know how to cooperate! Leave your back My own brother, not a devil!"

Yang Ling's body was scorched black and stained with blood, coupled with the ferocious appearance of fighting the devil soldiers just now, when he yelled out his words at this moment, the remnants around him couldn't help admiring him and regarded him and Liu Yidao as idols.

Seeing the fear dissipate on the faces of the remnant soldiers, and the decadence swept away, Yang Ling knew that he had achieved his goal, and waved his hand: "Clean the battlefield!"

"Jiao Ming, take a few brothers to the health team and see where they went."

Body 1 Chapter [-] Strengthening Company

In the dilapidated and desolate fields, wild dogs with bleeding teeth were gnawing on the bones on the side of the road in groups, and the scorched and blood-stained armbands had been torn to pieces and blown into the stinky ditch by the cold wind. ???

There was a rotten stench from the stinking ditch, and the corpses floating in the water were swollen white, puffing up like gas, the planes of the Japanese soldiers continued to roar, these heroic Chinese soldiers did not die on the battlefield but lost his life on the way back.

On the muddy path, Jiao Ming took a cold and dirty [-] rifle and trotted back with a few brothers who were all blackened, looking for the scattered health team.

Yang Ling and the others were bitten by the devil soldiers in the field. They stayed behind to fight to cover the retreat of the health team, and then retreated while fighting. They ran for more than an hour until all the devil soldiers in pursuit were wiped out in the grove. But the health team did not know where to go.

Most of the health teams are young female students. Now this place is in chaos, and there are chasing ghost soldiers and rout troops everywhere. If there is a mistake, the consequences will be disastrous.

Although Jiao Ming has not been in the army for a long time, he also knows that these helpless female student health workers will have no resistance if they encounter devils. Danger.

However, he took a few brothers and searched for the way they came from for a long time, but he couldn't find the health team. He was so anxious that he was like ants on a hot pot. How could these dozens of large living people disappear if they ran away?

Just when Jiao Ming couldn't find the health team and wanted to go back to report to Yang Ling, suddenly a brother following behind pointed to the cotton field in the distance and shouted: "There is a person lying on the ground over there!"

Jiao Ming looked in the direction of his fingers, and in the cotton field hundreds of meters away, there was a person wriggling on the ground with difficulty, as if he was crawling. soldier.

"Go, go over and have a look." Jiao Ming took the lead and rushed over with a gun.

It was only when they approached them that they could see clearly that the man who was struggling to climb on the ground was already bloody and dying. The place he crawled behind turned into a bloody road, and his hands were deformed by the rubbing of stones.

Jiao Ming hurriedly squatted down to help the dying man up, turned over his face and found it familiar, wiped the blood on his face, and then realized that this is not a monkey with the health team.

"He was hurt, he was bleeding from his leg."

Jiao Ming tore off the tattered trouser legs of the monkey, and found that his thigh was punctured with two holes by bullets, and he was bleeding profusely at the moment. Seeing the appearance of the monkey, Jiao Ming had a bad feeling in his heart.

He hurriedly woke up the somewhat fuzzy monkey: "Monkey, wake up, wake up, I'm Jiao Ming, where's the health team?"

The monkey was dizzy at the moment due to excessive blood loss. He opened his eyes and saw Jiao Ming, who was full of anxiety. Before he could say anything, tears flowed out: "The health team... the health team is over..."

"What's over?! Where are the others!" Jiao Ming became impatient, and shouted anxiously, the female health worker he liked, Luo Fangfang, was still in the health team.