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

"Report!" When the two were relatively silent, a communications staff member rushed over.

"The commander of the regiment, the commander of the division ordered our department to prepare for the attack. After dawn, we will attack in the direction of Shuangtaji, so as to open the gap for the main force of the division to break through."

Hearing this new order, the captain of the Japanese army and the chief of staff looked at each other, and they both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

Now that their soldiers are exhausted and they lack ammunition, it is very difficult to guard Maoguzhai, and the division commander asked them to try to break out, which undoubtedly put them on the road to death. Without the cover of artillery fire, they only relied on their army troops to attack , would cause huge casualties.

Although there were many difficulties, the captain of the Japanese army did not dare to disobey the military order. He could only ask the chief of staff to contact the division headquarters to see if they could get air support from the aviation unit, otherwise they would suffer heavy losses due to their strength.

When the commanders at all levels of the Japanese army were busy at night, an inconspicuous small unit approached the Japanese command post in Maoguzhai like a beast baring its fangs.

There are only four devil sentries guarding the perimeter of the yard. They are exhausted, but they have to force their spirits to guard their surroundings.

There were footsteps in the darkness, which immediately aroused the vigilance of these devil sentries. A devil sergeant immediately pulled the bolt of his gun, pointed into the darkness and asked, "Password!"

"Definitely!"

In the darkness, Wang Dongming, dressed as the second lieutenant of the devil, stepped into the field of vision of the devil's sentinel with a straight face, followed by more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers.

Seeing Wang Dongming, who was carrying the rank of captain, the Devil Army Cao put away his gun and saluted him, although he felt unfamiliar.

"Sir, what are you doing here?"

The devil army asked respectfully, but a pair of grumbling eyes were staring at Yang Ling and the others. He didn't receive the order to switch defenses.

Yang Ling and the others stood there neatly without looking sideways, no different from ordinary devils, so the devil army didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"We were ordered to assist in the defense to strengthen the security force of the wing headquarters." Wang Dongming said while taking out a bag of cigarettes from his pocket and lighting it for himself.

Seeing the cigarette in Wang Dongming's hand, Juncao of the Devil originally wanted to ask some questions, but at this moment his Adam's apple turned and his eyes gleamed, staring at Wang Dongming's cigarette, salivating endlessly.

They have been fighting fiercely on this battlefield for half a month, and now not only the supplies have been cut off, but even the cigarettes are gone. Seeing Wang Dongming smoking, he suddenly became addicted to cigarettes.

Seeing the eager look of the little devil, Wang Dongming threw the wrinkled cigarette to the sergeant and said, "You guys share it."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir."

Seeing the cigarette thrown into his hand by his companion, the devil army thanked Wang Dongming a thousand times, waved to the other three ghosts, and lit them together.

Taking advantage of the time when the devils got together to light cigarettes, Yang Ling and the others quietly surrounded the devils.

When the Devil Sergeant took a deep puff of the cigarette, raised his head and exhaled smoke rings as if enjoying himself, he suddenly felt a chill in his lower abdomen.

He looked down, and saw the smiling second lieutenant just now looking at him coldly, a sharp bayonet was piercing his lower abdomen, and the severe pain hit his mind, making him almost scream out in pain.

Wang Dongming had quick eyesight and quick hands. He covered the devil's mouth with one hand, smashed his internal organs with the other hand, and then pulled out the bayonet.

The Devil Sergeant wanted to struggle, but his whole body was powerless. Soon his head went black, and his body slipped limply to the ground.

On the other side, Yang Ling and Shunzi walked around behind the devil sentry. They were already familiar with covering their mouths and wiping their necks. They silently killed the devil sentry.

"You stay outside, I'll take people in."

Yang Ling gave instructions to Wang Dongming, whose hands were covered in blood, and strode into the courtyard with ten other brothers.

Wang Dongming squatted down and wiped off the sticky blood on the dead devil soldier, and waved his hands to ask the other two brothers to help take off the body and hide it under the wooden board next to them, and they took over the position of the sentinel.

Text 4

Yang Ling and the others slammed the gun bolts as they walked into the yard. The devil soldiers guarding the yard immediately became alert when they saw them coming in with a murderous look.

"Who are you?!"

Seeing Yang Ling and the others, a devil lieutenant asked loudly while putting the pistol on his waist.

Yang Ling and the others could only understand a few simple sentences in Japanese, so they didn't know what the devil was talking about. Yang Ling stepped forward and shouted, "Do it!"

After receiving Yang Ling's order, the brothers didn't care anymore, and rushed towards their respective targets without saying a word.

The ghost lieutenant was relatively close to Yang Ling, and was about to go up to block Yang Ling and the others, when he suddenly heard Yang Ling speak Chinese, he was shocked, and hurriedly backed away to distance himself.

Where Yang Ling would give him this chance, he approached him with a sliding step, and the bayonet in his hand pierced into his lower abdomen with a puff, twisted and pulled out, and the ghost lieutenant rolled on his back to the ground.

Although the ghost soldiers scattered around were holding their guns in their hands, seeing Yang Ling and the others wearing their own clothes, their sudden move also stunned them. ?

Taking advantage of the time when the devil was in a daze, Shunzi and his brothers quickly approached them, looking at Shunzi and the others with unkind expressions on their faces.

These ghost soldiers hastily pulled the bolt of the gun, but before the gun was raised, the bayonet had already been quickly pierced into their bodies, and the sound of popping kept ringing out.

"Snapped!"

A ghost soldier reacted quickly. Although he was stabbed, he still pulled the trigger. The bullets flew into the sky, but the sound of the gun also alarmed the other ghost soldiers.

There are three No. 30 people in the protection unit of the protection unit living in the yard. At the moment, most of them are sleeping in the wing rooms on both sides. .

Yang Ling originally wanted to kill the devil's headquarters quietly and then evacuate safely, but now that the gun rang out, since the devil was alarmed, there was no need to worry about it.

"Shunzi, make a quick decision! You take a few brothers to solve the two side rooms, and the rest follow me!"

Yang Ling raised the gun and pulled the trigger. As the body of the gun trembled, a devil soldier who rushed out with his bare butt was blown out of his head, and blood splashed all over the sky.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shunzi turned to the wing rooms on both sides with a few brothers, approaching while firing, and the bullets slammed the wooden door.

Those ghost soldiers who had just opened the door and rushed out were shot head-on, and their bodies had already jumped out before they could step out of the room.

"Window! Shoot! Shoot!"

Seeing that several people who tried to rush out the door were beaten to death, in the darkness, the captain of the Devils Squad yelled loudly.

With two bangs, the wooden window was smashed into a hole by the ghost soldiers with the butt of their guns, and they grabbed their guns and leaned on the window to fight back.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Short and powerful gunshots echoed in the small courtyard, and the bullets hit the walls, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere, and from time to time, ghost soldiers fell to the ground after being shot.

A brother rushing in front of Shunzi swayed and fell to the ground without standing still.

"Brother! Brother!"

Shunzi hastily dragged the brother to the back of the water tank, yelled a few words but there was no response, and reached out to touch his neck, his neck had been smashed, and his hands were sticky with blood.

Seeing the ghost soldiers hiding in the room and shooting, Shunzi suddenly became fierce and shouted: "Blow them to death!"

Taking advantage of the cover of the night, the two brothers touched under the window after a few rolls. The melon grenade knocked on the head and stuffed it into the window.

The ghost soldiers hiding in the house and shooting out heard something rolling on the ground, but they couldn't see anything in the pitch black.

But the next moment, a flash of fire suddenly flashed, and there was a bang, and the whole room was shrouded in debris and smoke from the explosion.