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

But these wafting yellow smoke really frightened these strong men. They ran towards the place where there was no smoke as if they had encountered a ghost, shouting hoarsely, and many of them had a cry in their voices. .

Although they have heard that the friendly troops were systematically wiped out by the devil's smoking shells, but when they are really here, they feel terrible, and they will die if they take a breath, which is better than those whistling bullets. Also terrible.

Anyone who faces new things always has awe and fear, but when these yellow smoke kills their brothers one by one, they are exhausted and feel lonely and helpless.

The brothers on the top of the mountain still had time to pour water to wet their clothes and pants and prepare in a panic, but the brothers on the front line could only run wildly, hoping to escape the smoke far away.

The devil's gas bombs and incendiary bombs all fell down, and several brothers who were in a panic were driven to a dead end by the drifting smoke.

"Little devil! Grandpa, I will fight with you!" Seeing the approaching yellow smoke, these unkempt brothers roared in dismay, and tried to break through the yellow smoke with their bayonets out.

But just after they rushed in and ran more than ten steps, they all staggered one after another and fell to the ground like wooden stakes. Those who were not dead were screaming and crawling in pain, and soon the sound of cursing became weaker.

The murderous smoke is still flowing high and low on the mountains, like viscous yellow water, and the brothers are fleeing and hiding.

More than 300 devils wearing steel helmets and gas masks slowly pressed down from the bottom of the mountain with blood-stained bayonets. They entered the hell-like gunpowder smoke mixed with yellow poisonous gas smoke without fear. mountains.

The mountain has become a mess. The brothers covered their mouths and noses with wet cloths and clothes in a panic. Amidst the thick smoke, violent coughing and desperate cries made the mountain look like Shura hell.

Those brothers who failed to escape the poisonous gas have fallen to the ground in various postures, wriggling and convulsing, and are dying. Although they are brothers who get along day and night, no one dares to drag them out of the unknown depth of smoke at this moment .

Fortunately, the area of ​​the golden dragon stalk is large enough, and the devil's poisonous gas bombs are not enough. Although the first-line position is covered and diffused towards the surroundings, the second-line trenches and hilltops have no poisonous gas. , far less intense than the first-line trenches.

Yang Ling and the others evacuated all their brothers to the mountain where the smog was thinner. Because the terrain was higher, the yellow smoke that filled the air quickly dissipated when the mountain wind blew, which made Yang Ling and the others heave a sigh of relief.

They knew that they had saved their lives, but dozens of brothers were blocked from the poisonous gas and the mountain, facing hundreds of attacking devils, they were in a desperate situation.

If you want to retreat to the mountain, you have to go through the pervasive poisonous gas area. If you don't retreat, you will face hundreds of devils armed to the teeth alone. The consequences can be imagined.

"Brothers! I, Liang Xingguo, have been a soldier for ten years! I have fought more than a dozen battles with little devils, big and small. I have not worked in vain in this life. When the time comes, I can kill devils with my brothers. I, Liang Xingguo, are here Thank you brothers!"

Seeing that there was no hope of survival, Liang Xingguo, the commander of the second battalion and third company, stood up straight with a large blade covered with minced meat.

"Brothers! We have no way to survive today! Who wants to make a few more devils with me! On the way to Huangquan, we crushed and drank wine!" Liang Xingguo raised a big knife and roared proudly.

"Slaughter devil!" Dozens of brothers covered in dust and blood also roared in shock, which surprised the little devil who rushed over.

"Shoot!" A stern voice came from under an ugly gas mask.

The ghost soldiers who were rushing forward rushed towards this side while shooting one after another. The swishing bullets made several brothers' chests splash with blood.

"Tuan Zuo! Remember to avenge your brothers!" Liang Xingguo turned his head and shouted towards the mountain, then turned and charged back at the devil without hesitation.

"Come on!" Dozens of brothers started to charge against hundreds of little devils, puff bullets kept plowing into their chests, they rolled and fell into the blood mist.

Soon the remaining dozen or so brothers met with the devil's swordsmen, and were stabbed five or six times by the little devil in just a moment, and those who survived also stabbed the bayonet into the little devil's chest fiercely.

Liang Xingguo's big knife swung two stabbing blades, the thick and sharp big knife slashed across in a fan, and the heads of the two devils fell to the ground like blood spurting ear balls.

Another little devil rushed over from the flank, stabbed Liang Xingguo's thigh with a bayonet, and immediately donated blood. Company Commander Liang Xingguo endured the severe pain, and slashed into the devil's stomach with a knife, breaking a big hole.

The little devil rolled to the ground clutching his stomach and screaming. Company Commander Liang Xingguo staggered and supported himself on the ground with a knife. The next moment, five bayonets had penetrated his body from different directions.

"Ah!" The little devils roared ferociously under their ugly gas masks, pulled out their bloody bayonets, and the tall body of Company Commander Liang Xingguo crashed to the ground.

And the dozens of brothers who followed him had all died for the country, and the devil was stabbing their bodies one by one, turning them into blood holes.

"Ah! Your mother's little devil!" The brothers on the top of the mountain saw the heroic sacrifice of these brothers, their eyes turned red, and they grabbed the bayonet and were about to rush down the mountain to do their best, but Yang Ling and the others stopped them in time.

"Wang Beard! Prepare the grenade!"

"Shunzi! Put up all the light and heavy machine guns for me!"

Body 4 Seventy Chapters Hard Bones

Hundreds of ghost soldiers wearing gas masks and holding bayonet-mounted rifles got into the smoke that obscured their vision. In this smoke, there were many blood-stained corpses scattered all over the place.

Those brothers who climbed hard in the pool of blood were dying, but their survival instinct made them want to climb out of hell and live.

The heavy footsteps of the ghost soldiers knocked on the ears of these brothers who were dying, and they saw the ugly mask and the hanging bayonet in their bloody eye sockets.

"Puchi-"

"what!"

The low-hanging bayonets continued to sink into those twitching and moaning bodies, and the short cry of pain sounded and stopped abruptly.

The ghost soldiers silently advanced towards the top of the hill, the bayonets they hung under the muzzles were dripping with blood, they waded through the blood, killing without the slightest mercy.

Under the cover of such poisonous gas, even if the Chinese soldiers are brave and tenacious, it will be difficult to survive. The main task of the devil soldiers is to deal with those fish that escaped the net.

For the devils, this battle was already in the final stage. Looking at the dying Chinese soldiers, they judged that the Chinese defenders had lost their combat effectiveness.

Captain Guizi's gaze pierced through the yellow mist mixed with different colors of gunpowder smoke, and the two spectacles as big as bull's eyes saw that the mountain was not covered by poisonous gas.

The captain frowned. Since the mountain was not covered by poisonous gas, it would take some effort to explain where there were at least some remaining Chinese soldiers.

However, he didn't worry too much in his heart. Even if there were still remaining defenders over there, it might be difficult to resist their massacre.

The ghost captain yelled a few times in a low voice, and more than 100 masked devils moved in unison, and surrounded the hills that were not covered by poisonous gas from two directions.

"Little devils are coming!" Old Smoker, who was lying in the trench with his ears down, glanced out, saw those devils wearing ugly masks coming, and gestured lightly towards the trench.

Now the surviving brothers of the whole regiment are all crowded in the last trench on the top of the mountain. The depth of the trench is 1.7 meters so that the devils outside can't see inside.

The underground tunnels next to the trenches were also full of brothers. If the devils bombarded them, they would be able to cause heavy casualties to all the brothers who had retreated to the top of the hill without aiming.

But now the devil thought that they were all killed by the poisonous gas, and there might not be many surviving, so they swept over without the slightest precaution.

"Get ready!" Zhang Handuo leaned against the trench wall, tightly clutching the sabot with the safety on, his eyes were a little red.

The miserable appearance of those brothers who died in the poisonous gas just now is vivid in my mind. Zhang Handuo took revenge and avenged the brothers who died.

Yang Ling personally commanded the only three grenadiers left. Seeing that the devil had climbed up the hill and approached a distance of [-] meters, he nodded to the brother who was operating the grenades.

"Tom tom tom—"

Three grenades rushed out of the trench with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, and then fell straight into the group of devils.

"Boom—Boom!"

The ground trembled violently, and the blasted scorched earth flew high.

The little devil who was bowing forward and leaping forward was like a heavy hammer, and his body was thrown into the shock wave and hit the trench wall behind him.

In the gray gunpowder smoke, the devils who were blown to the ground screamed in pain.

"Machine gun cover!"