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

"Outflanking! Defeat the Chinese!" The Japanese army captain was disheveled and his voice was hoarse. The brutal battle made him no longer as vigorous as he was a few days ago.

A red-eyed Japanese team blasted through the flanking courtyard wall, and suddenly rushed to Yang Ling's side, but just as they rushed out of the courtyard wall, they were met with a rain of bullets head-on.

The devil's move had been thoroughly researched by Yang Ling and the others, so he kept people on the flanks in advance to prevent the devil from attacking from the flanks.

The bullets flew across the broken wall and trees at a very high speed, and penetrated fiercely into this group of Japanese soldiers. The blood flew flying, and the dead bodies of this group of Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the place in an instant.

"Kill the devil!"

A platoon leader was so courageous that when he saw the devil being pinned in the yard by them, he suddenly jumped up from his hiding place, grabbed a bayonet and a grenade, and rushed up.

The brothers in the entire platoon were only stunned for a few seconds, and then followed their heroic platoon leader and rushed towards the devil soldiers.

Seeing the Chinese soldiers rushing towards them, these surviving devils raised their bayonets in unison and began to recoil, but a string of grenades passed by, and they were immediately blown to pieces.

The brothers roared and rushed into the gunpowder smoke. When they saw those who were in a state of confusion, they raised their guns and stabbed them.

Painful screams rang out, the slightest murmur of the devil, and the murderous shouts of the brothers resounded through the gunpowder smoke.

The brothers and the devil soldiers collided fiercely, and with the sound of broken bones and screams, many people fell to the ground.

The platoon leader who rushed into the gunpowder first was a veteran. He killed decisively and fiercely. He hit the Japanese soldier's helmet with the butt of his gun, and the Japanese soldier was immediately knocked over. into each other's chest.

He was thrown to the ground by a fierce bone ghost. He turned over and rode on the devil, grabbed the devil's head with both hands, and hit the ground with all his strength. He hammered a few times, and the devil's head fell His blood was broken, and he was no longer able to resist.

There were also brothers covering each other and cornering the two devils. With two clicks, the bayonet nailed the devils to the wall. Blood flowed down the wall, and the more the devils struggled, they screamed in pain.

There were also devils who were crushed under several brothers and beat them hard. The red-eyed devil pulled the string of the grenade around the brothers' waists. The brothers tried to hide in panic, but the devils held them tightly, and with a bang, they all exploded into pieces. Broken limbs and broken bones, dripping flesh and blood spread all over the people around.

The ghost soldiers who broke out from the flanks were quickly wiped out, and when the living brothers came out of the yard, they all turned into blood men.

Seeing that the devil's charge weakened at the end, Yang Ling ordered Shunzi to lead the reserve team to launch a counterattack at the right time. This charge actually drove the devil back to the original place, and the captain of the Japanese army screamed in anger.

When the captain of the Japanese army was about to lead his people to counterattack again, there was a roar of shouts and a tsunami, and countless figures with guns rushed over from everywhere.

Seeing the surging Chinese troops and Yang Ling's crumbling defense line, the captain of the Japanese army finally gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat unwillingly.

"Little devils want to run! Hide them!" Seeing the little devils turned around to run away, Yang Ling naturally would not let go of the opportunity to beat the dog in the water, and ordered the troops to entangle them, waiting for the reinforcements to come and destroy them.

"Shunzi, lead someone to take a shortcut and stop the devil!" Yang Ling pulled the company commander Shunzi who wanted to chase forward, and pointed to the alley next to him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shunzi led dozens of brothers and rushed out.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and faced with several times the powerful attack of the Chinese army, the Japanese troops who clung to the Inner Yellow City were defeated one by one, and had to flee in embarrassment. However, facing the red-eyed Chinese soldiers, they were quickly blocked in various places. place.

The captain of the Japanese army and more than a hundred Japanese soldiers ran wildly, but Shunzi rushed to them with dozens of brothers first, and a rain of bullets forced them back, and Yang Ling also led his men to catch up with them.

Seeing the hopeless Japanese army commander ordering the burning of the regiment flag, he pulled out Chengliang's saber, wanting to fight Yang Ling and the others to the death.

Seeing that these arrogant devil soldiers are now beaten into this desolate appearance, although they still look fierce, they have run out of ammunition and have no way to survive.

This time, Yang Ling was a gentleman. He didn't use bullets to deal with them, but prepared for an actual combat training. This was a rare opportunity.

The brothers formed a group of three, like ferocious wild wolves, holding bayonets tightly around these devil soldiers, stabbing them while they were not paying attention, while Yang Ling carried out on-site teaching.

"Stand firm! Keep your footing steady!"

"Shoot quickly! Be ruthless! Hit your heart!"

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The devils were pierced into blood gourds one by one, and some brothers lost their defense, but the brothers who were watching the fun naturally would not stand idly by, and relieved the siege with one shot.

Yang Ling's hands were itchy too, and he singled out the captain of the Japanese army. His bayonet was accurate and ruthless, and the knife was deadly. After a while, the captain of the Japanese army had already had several blood holes on his body. .

"Good!" Seeing that such a vicious devil had been killed, the brothers onlookers cheered loudly.

The devils died in a circle, and the last three surviving devils were scared. The Japanese have inferiority. When there are many of them, they will die in battle, but once they are alone, they are less courageous than anyone else, and they are terribly afraid of death.

"We surrender...surrender." The three devils raised their guns speaking in broken Chinese.

"Damn it, you can even talk about us, it must be from the Northeast!" Wang Huzi cursed cursingly, hearing that the devils in the Northeast have harmed many people.

The devil wants to surrender, and the brothers who want to rush forward to solve the devil have committed a difficult situation. If the devil is killed like this, if the higher-ups question them, they will inevitably suffer a meal, but they are not willing to let these goddamn devils just like this. , all turned their attention to Yang Ling.

Chapter 389 Commendation

The glowing red sunset was dazzling, and when the battle lasted until dusk, under the all-out siege of the brothers from all battalions, the small army of remaining devils who hid in the city and continued to resist were basically wiped out.

Black smoke swirls around, and the city of Inner Yellow, which is riddled with holes, is also covered with a layer of golden light in the setting sun. Brothers with mottled military uniforms stand in the ruins, holding up their guns covered in dust and cheering loudly. Many brothers hugged each other and wept with joy.

Since the Nanjing breakout battle, the brothers have been suffocating in their hearts, that is, they want revenge. Although there have been frequent successes since they went to the Lanfeng battlefield, their emotions have been pushed to the climax in the recovery of Neihuang City this time, and they finally felt proud once.

Looking at the cheering brothers, the commanders at all levels also rarely let go of their tense faces, and sat down in the ruins exhausted, watching the brothers laughing and suffering, with mixed emotions in their hearts.

They regained the Inner Yellow City occupied by the devils, but the casualties were not small, not to mention that the Inner Yellow City has been reduced to ruins during the battle. Looking at the broken walls that were blackened by gunpowder smoke, some people cried out heavily. sighed.

Division commander Wang Yaowu personally supervised the battle with a gun. Hearing the report that the devils in the city had been wiped out, a smile finally appeared on his serious face. The brothers did not live up to his expectations, nor did they embarrass their 51st Division.

"Report!" The messenger of the division headquarters quickly rushed to each unit with the order of the division commander Wang Yaowu to convey new orders.

"speak"

"The division seat ordered all the regiments to clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded."

"understood."

After paying a military salute, the messenger quickly turned around and trotted to the next regiment.

The battlefield has turned into Shura Hell. The corpses of both sides are piled up one after another, and the blood flowing out has turned black and red. The team leader Zhang Handuo and the deputy team leader Yang Ling worked together to start the post-war disposal.

The exhausted brethren, ignoring rest, dropped the bullets in their gun chambers, and began to step into the bloody battlefield, carrying and burying corpses and collecting spoils of war.

The devils resisted tenaciously. Every street in Inner Yellow City had been fought over and over again. Many corpses were blown up by the devil's grenades. Intense sorrow spread among the brothers, and the atmosphere was heavy.

Lian Zhang Shunzi's cheeks were sticky and covered with blood, the dust was blown on his face, and the sweat was left along his cheeks, and his dirty face was suddenly streaked.

He tried hard to separate the two dead who were choked together tightly, but the corpses were already stiff, and the two huddled together before dying were tightly choked together, and they couldn't be separated at all.

"Come here and help someone." The company commander Shunzi called to the brother next to him.

A platoon leader ran over at a trot, looked at the entangled corpses of both sides, shook his head helplessly and said, "Company commander, why bother, let's bury them together."

"What the hell are you talking about? Can our brothers be buried with the beasts? Get over here and help!" Shunzi cursed sullenly. The platoon leader didn't dare to refute and jumped down the tunnel. It took the strength of two tigers to separate the two sides.

"Listen to me, find out all our brothers, and try to find all the arms and legs of the bombed ones and put them together. They blocked the bullet for us. The dead ball is dead. We who are alive have to let them do it." Put them in the ground clean and safe, and send them off for the last time!"

The brothers carried out the brothers who died in the battle one by one from the battlefield, and the old smoker led people to wipe off the mud, dust and blood on their faces one by one, watching those who died with their eyes closed Brothers with holes all over, the old smoker thought of his old buddies, and his eyes turned red.