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

Although they have been fighting side by side for so long, Yang Ling is busy with his daily affairs, so he never chatted with Zhang Tie alone.

Thinking of his lack of concern for his subordinates, Yang Ling felt a little negligent. The brothers followed him through life and death, but he often ignored these brothers who followed him.

"How many people are there in the family?" Yang Ling asked first.

After Zhang Tie was silent for a few seconds, he said in a lonely voice, "It's all gone."

"During the Central Plains War, my two elder brothers joined the Northwest Army and followed Feng Shuai to fight the Central Army and died on the battlefield. In the 26th year of the Republic of China, the devils came to our village again. The village was slaughtered, and my parents were gone. I didn't escape at home at that time. A catastrophe..."

Although Zhang Tie said it lightly, Yang Ling could feel the pain of watching his relatives leave one by one.

Yang Ling patted Zhang Tie whose eyes were shining, and comforted him, "Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked these questions."

Zhang Tie stretched out his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, then smiled and said, "Sir, it's okay, it's fine now, the whole family won't be hungry if one person is full."

Yang Ling let out a long sigh and said, "Say hello if you have anything to do in the future, the brothers from our Lieyan Special Operations Brigade are your relatives."

Zhang Tie nodded seriously: "It is my blessing to be able to fight side by side with so many brothers. Now that my revenge has been avenged, I don't really think about it anymore. I just want to kill a few more devils and prevent more People suffer the same as me."

"It's okay if you don't think about it. Otherwise, wouldn't you become a monk who has no desires and desires? After fighting the devils, I will help you match and find you a good girl to start a family and have a bunch of fat boys." Yang Ling smiled. explain.

When Yang Ling said this, Zhang Tie felt embarrassed, scratched his head, and didn't know what to say.

Yang Ling changed the subject and continued: "However, you are right. We fight devils not for ourselves, but for the sake of the nation, so that our children and grandchildren will not suffer."

"Yes, I will follow the officer to kill devils well."

While Zhang Tie and Yang Ling were chatting by the river, suddenly a sentry in charge of security rushed over; "Sir, there is something in the river."

Both Yang Ling and Zhang Tie stood up together, looking up the river, their expressions soon became extremely serious.

Because the things in the river were nothing but fragmented corpses, a large black mass, including those in devil clothes and Chinese officers and soldiers, who were washed here from the upper reaches of the river, and soon the river turned red.

"Go and wake up the brothers."

Yang Ling looked at the corpses floating down the river, and gave Zhang Tie instructions.

Text 340, Chapter 18, [-]th Army

The brothers of the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade soon all woke up, and when they saw the corpses floating down from the upper reaches of the river, their expressions became extremely ugly.

Seeing the corpses that dyed the river red, many dead Chinese soldiers and devils were still wrestling together, fighting fiercely between their feet.

"It belongs to the 18th Division of the 18th Army."

From the armbands on these corpses, Zhang Tie and the others identified the identities of the Chinese officers and soldiers who were killed and drifted downstream along the river.

"We are not far from Yichang, let's go."

Yang Ling knew that the 18th Army was responsible for guarding Yichang. Now that so many corpses drifted down the river, it showed the urgency of the battle. As Chinese soldiers, they naturally couldn't stand by and watch.

What's more, they have no contact with the Fifth Theater Command now, and they can only report and accept the mission if they rush to Yichang to find the radio station.

There were too many corpses in the river, and the brothers didn't have the time and energy to salvage them, so they quickly assembled and headed straight to Yichang.

The farther you go north, the clearer the sound of the guns, and there are more people on the road along the way, most of them are refugees fleeing.

In this season, everything should grow, but the road to Yichang is lifeless.

Crowds of people fled the war zone with their families and their mouths facing the scorching sun. The roads were crowded with horse-drawn carriages and packages, and everyone's faces were filled with despair and panic.

Although the vanguard of the devils had only arrived at the outskirts of Yichang, the reconnaissance planes and bombers of the army aviation unit of the devils and the joint aviation unit flew to Yichang in groups to start the bombing.

Facing the mighty fleeing crowd, these devil planes whistling to and fro naturally refused to let go, and swooped down from time to time to straf.

Every time the Devil's plane swooped down from the clouds, there would be chaos on the road, with people panicking and avoiding everywhere.

However, facing the strafing of the Devil's airborne machine gun, a cloud of blood mist formed where the ballistic trajectory passed, and the road was soon covered with broken limbs and broken bodies, and wailing and moaning could be heard endlessly.

Some trucks transporting the wounded soldiers of the Chinese army were also bombed by the Devil's plane. Amid the rumbling explosions, thick smoke billowed from these trucks.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

Looking at these devils' arrogant devil planes, any bloody Chinese can't bear it. The wounded soldiers with guns shot at the dive devils.

Although the brothers of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade knew that it was futile work to shoot planes with rifles, they still invested in anti-aircraft shooting in the end, at least to prevent the devil's plane from strafing at low altitude.

Zhang Hai commanded the brothers in the sniper team to seize a favorable shooting position beside the road, and shoot at the devil planes that swooped down from time to time.

The brothers in the sniper team still used the [-] rifles they got from the devils in Zhijiang, and the rifles without scopes were temporarily used as sniper rifles.

The brothers in the sniper team suppressed the anger in their hearts and looked for an opportunity to try to hit the pilot of the Devil's plane, but the Devil's plane swooped down several times, but they all failed, and they were so angry that they cursed.

The sniper leader Zhang Hai was lying on a mound, staring at the devil's plane with all his attention, but he never fired. He was waiting for the opportunity.

When the devil swooped down for the fourth time and finished shooting, when he was about to pull up, suddenly the pilot of the devil's plane saw Zhang Hai lying on the front of the mound.

The Devil's plane that was being pulled up was facing Zhang Hai, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly approaching. The Devil's pilot saw the rifle in Zhang Hai's hand.

The ghost driver changed from being calm at the beginning to panic. He forcibly tried to pull up to avoid the Chinese soldier who was aiming at him.

But Zhang Hai fired, and shot at the devil's pilot only a hundred meters away from him in the devil's plane. The bullet penetrated the glass of the cockpit, plopped into the devil's chest, and a stream of blood spattered out.

Immediately after Zhang Hai pulled the trigger, he was overturned by the airflow from the wing of the devil plane passing over his head and was thrown into the bushes. He grinned in pain.

Zhang Hai didn't care about the urgency of scratching his face, he turned his head to look at the devil's plane with the gun in his hand, he was sure that he had just hit it.

The devil's plane skimmed over the mound, and after gliding a few hundred meters, the devil's pilot was dead, and the out-of-control plane fell headlong into a distant farmland. The fireball exploded directly.

The fall and explosion of this devil plane scared the other devil planes enough, they all hurriedly pulled up, and no longer dared to dive and straf at low altitude.

"You little devil, come down again if you have the guts!"

Seeing those ghost planes circling in the sky and not daring to come down, the brothers cursed loudly.

But the devil couldn't hear it, and soon left the bomb after igniting it, leaving a mess all over the place.

Yang Ling and the others had to stop to help treat the wounded. When they saw that there were even babies waiting to be nursed among the battered corpses, the brothers' faces became more murderous.

The brothers from the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade spent a lot of time avoiding the bombing of the Devil's plane, and finally arrived in Yichang at noon.

And this important town by the Yangtze River is already covered with battle clouds, trenches and barbed wire are everywhere, anti-aircraft machine guns, anti-aircraft guns have all lifted their camouflage nets, and they are all aimed at the sky.

As soon as Yang Ling and the others approached, a group of Chinese officers and soldiers with guns and live ammunition surrounded them murderously.

After all, Yang Ling and the others came down from the Zhijiang battlefield just now. They were covered in gunpowder smoke and pitch black, and they were not wearing military uniforms. The [-] rifles in their hands made Yichang's defenders feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.