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

Five machine guns opened fire intensively. Facing the stormy bullet rain, the Japanese soldiers who wanted to stop them felt that death was so close to them for the first time. They were so crushed that they couldn't lift their heads up. Then he was knocked backward by the bullet that hit his body and fell to the ground.

Yang Ling and the others used machine guns to lead the way and charged forward quickly, without giving the devils any time to react. Many devils died in a daze as soon as they crawled out of the bed.

"What's going on! Where did the gunshot come from!" Toshi Shotaro was awakened by the violent gunshot, and a clever one got up from the bed and hurried to grab the gun hanging on the wall.

"Sir! Sir, we have been attacked by the Chinese! They have rushed into the village!" A sergeant with a panicked face stumbled in from the courtyard gate and shouted at Tosho Taro.

Toshotaro was furious when he heard that the defeated Chinese soldiers dared to kill a carbine: "Baga!"

Yang Ling's return carbine caught Tojo Taro by surprise. He never thought that Yang Ling and the others would come back after killing him, but he quickly calmed down, and a look of sternness flashed across his face. Now that he's back, don't leave!

"Shrink the defense! The third team goes out from the east to outflank their retreat, and I will destroy them in the village!" Although he encountered a surprise attack, Taro Toshio showed good military qualities and gave orders calmly.

At this moment, the village has been smashed into a pot of porridge, the sound of explosions and gunfire continues, and amidst the diffuse gunpowder smoke, several houses are on fire, and the billowing thick smoke covers the sky above the village.

Amidst the screams of the devil officers, the devil soldiers who hurriedly got up from the bed reacted quickly and formed a temporary defense line in the center of the village. A [-]-type heavy machine gun and a few crooked handles blocked Yang Ling's way.

The Type [-] heavy machine gun roared loudly, and the scorching and violent bullets kept beating on the ground, making a puffing sound and splashing mud and mist.

"Go into the courtyard and climb over the wall, and throw grenades!" Seeing the Devil's machine gun blocking the road, Yang Ling, whose face was covered in blood, ordered loudly.

A few rout soldiers immediately smashed open the nearby yard, ready to jump over the wall and kill the devil's machine gun, but just as they rushed into the yard, a barrage of bullets hit them head-on, and they fell down in the yard with a muffled grunt.

It turned out that Yang Ling and the others were focused on charging forward, and there were still a few devil soldiers hiding in the yard who hadn't been cleared out in the house. The black lights were out of order, and the battlefield was in chaos, so they didn't care.

"Damn it, Li Tiezhu, there are still little devils in this yard! How did you clean it up!" Liu Yidao was about to rush into the yard, but when he saw the rout soldiers who were rushing ahead were shot and fell to the ground, he immediately backed out with curses. .

Li Tiezhu's task was to follow Yang Ling and the others to wipe out the remnants of the enemy house by house. He didn't expect that there were devils hiding in the courtyard next to him, so he was a little angry.

He grabbed a few grenades and threw them into the courtyard along the wall. The grenades roared and rolled in the courtyard, and then exploded violently.

Before the gunpowder smoke cleared, Li Tiezhu rushed in with a bayonet in his hand, and Liu Yidao also rushed in cursing.

These devils wanted to rush out when they heard the gunshots, but Yang Ling's assault was too fast. Before these devils had time to rush out of the yard, Yang Ling and the others were already outside the door, so they retreated into the room again. Prepare to stick to the house.

"Kill!" Li Tiezhu rushed so fast that he almost crashed into the devil soldier's arms at the same time as the bayonet. body.

"Ah!" A few more disheveled ghost soldiers rushed out of the room with bayonets in hand.

The shining bayonet greeted Li Tiezhu, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, but the butt of the gun that fell from nowhere in the darkness hit his head, and the British steel helmet on his head flew out. The violent impact made him The eyes are full of golden flowers, and the headache is about to split.

Text Chapter 181 Attacking the Tough!

A large area of ​​houses on the west side of the village became a battlefield, dense gunfire mixed with rumbling explosions, and the burning houses billowed with smoke. ??

The flames soaring into the sky reflected those figures who were dodging bullets in a panic on the mottled wall opposite, like ghosts with teeth and claws.

The disheveled devil soldiers disrupted the attacking rhythm of the rout soldiers by relying on the [-]-type heavy machine guns arranged on the wall of the landlord's compound.

Those rout soldiers who rushed to the front had been torn apart by the roaring machine gun bullets, convulsed and bleeding all over in a pool of blood. No one wanted to follow in their footsteps. The rout soldiers cursed and rushed towards the water tank, hiding behind the wall.

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From time to time, the flames of the explosion raised dust and gravel into the sky, the earth shook and the bricks and tiles fell down, and a layer of floating ash fell on the shoulders of the rout soldiers hiding under the wall.

The choking smell of gunpowder permeated the air, his nose was sticky and his breathing was difficult, and the smell of blood was too strong.

The disheartened company commander Wu Jiang pulled the breech bolt, fired a shot at the dark front, and quickly retracted his body to the base of the wall. Facing the stormy bullet rain, if he hesitated a little, he would be beaten into a hornet's nest .

"Battalion Commander! We have to change our style of play." Wu Jiang shouted at Yang Ling at the top of his voice.

Yang Ling looked at the devil's heavy machine gun that was constantly spewing out flames on the wall, and his face was full of unwillingness. The devil's reaction was too fast. If they were given even 2 more minutes, they would be able to break into the landlord's compound, but now the landlord's compound has become The devil's fortress.

Yang Ling's voice sounded in the darkness: "Old Wu, feign an attack and try to consume the devil's ammunition."

The company commander Wu Jiang understood, and immediately called out to the rout soldiers who were avoiding their heads and fired their guns at the landlord's compound to attract the firepower of the devil's heavy machine guns.

"Li Tiezhu—"

No echo.

"Li Tiezhu—"

Yang Ling yelled several times without any response, and when he was about to open his mouth to yell again, a deep voice came from the nearby yard: "Battle Commander, he's dead."

Yang Ling was taken aback, and rushed into the yard in three steps at a time. Before the smoke cleared, Liu Yidao held his machete with a curly blade in one hand, and pulled a bloody corpse out of the pile of devils' corpses with the other.

Li Tiezhu has a strong temper and has always dared to fight head-to-head with the devils. This time, he capsized in the gutter, faced with the attack of several devils, and was directly stabbed to the ground.

Before he died, he rang the grenade and blasted himself and a few devils together. Looking at the face that was mixed with dust and blood, Yang Ling felt bitter. There is one less brother fighting side by side.

boom-

A grenade fell into the yard, and the shock wave of the explosion swept Yang Ling and Liu Yidao to the ground.

"Bah! It's the devil's little steel cannon!" Liu Yidao cursed in the darkness.

Yang Ling felt his shoulder hurt badly. He stretched out his hand to touch the wet one. It must have been scratched by the explosive film. He stood up from the ground, ignoring his sadness, and ordered to Liu Yidao: "Old Liu, gather all the Grenade and musket, cleared the surrounding yard for me—"

Now the devils huddled in the landlord's compound and resisted stubbornly. Yang Ling and the others advanced so fast that many devils were blocked in other courtyards and divided. Yang Ling was going to attack this part of the devils first.

"Okay!" Liu Yidao became murderous at this moment, and immediately strode out of the yard.

It was not Yang Ling's wish that the raid turned into a fortified battle. It was indeed because the ghost soldiers reacted too quickly, but Yang Ling was not too worried. The trapped beast was just fighting. In such terrain, grenades were better than guns.

Although the devils were better at fighting these narrow terrain street fights than the routs, before the routs could react, the devils had already occupied the commanding heights and relied on the house to resist, but Yang Ling was confident to eat them.

boom-

The fighting in the village changed from intensive gunfire to a blazing explosion. The gushing air mixed with fiery explosions splashed everywhere, and the sky was covered with mud, dust and rocks, like a mud rain.

Liu Yidao led people to throw grenades one by one. Although these houses and yards belonged to ordinary people, now that the devils have occupied them, they are fortresses. For these fortresses, he does not hesitate to bombard them with grenades.

"Grenade! Throw it to me!" Liu Yidao is now a rich landlord, and the rout of the army has gathered four or five hundred grenades. He wants to blast him until the sky is dark and the ground is dark, and he will sweep the hole!

As soon as Liu Yidao finished speaking, several black objects suddenly flew out from the dark courtyard wall, and rolled into the rubble behind Liu Yidao, still whirling.

"Damn it, grenade!"

Liu Yidao felt that his body was blown away by the air wave, becoming light and light, and then fell into the rubble with a bang, grinning his teeth in pain.

"Company commander, company commander—" Someone ran over in the darkness and turned Liu Yidao over: "See if he's injured."

Liu Yidao felt that his head was dizzy, and there were thousands of hands touching his face indiscriminately. He felt a little tired and wanted to sleep, but the hands touching his face were really annoying, just like tickling. Same.

"Damn it, can you stop touching my face." Liu Yidao was furious.

"The company commander is still alive! The company commander is still alive!"