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

Text Chapter 493 Fighter Capture

"What a great gun."

Chen Ming, the commander of the second battalion, grabbed a brand new [-] rifle from the pried open wooden box, unbolted the gun with a clatter, and rubbed the smooth body of the gun, feeling a little bit fond of it.

In high-intensity wars, due to various complicated factors, the damage rate of firearms is very high. These hundreds of brand-new [-] rifles are used to replace damaged firearms on the battlefield.

But the little devil never expected that Yang Ling and the others were all taken advantage of now.

In addition to hundreds of brand new [-] rifles, there were boxes and boxes of bullets and grenades, machine gun barrels, biscuit tins, etc. They even found more than a dozen boxes of medical bandages marked in Japanese.

The devil's [-] rifle has high shooting accuracy, low recoil, and is easy to use. The brothers naturally like it, and they all choose to carry it on their own.

Those grenades that explode more powerfully than hand grenades are also their favorite. Several brothers have bulging canvas bags, and they are happy from ear to ear.

However, the brothers have limited manpower. Although everyone tried their best to hang their bodies full of trophies, the amount of materials and ammunition left on the mountain path is still very considerable.

"Regiment deputy, what should I do if I can't take it away?" Looking at the pile of supplies and ammunition, the second battalion commander Chen Ming asked Yang Ling for instructions.

Yang Ling replied without the slightest hesitation: "Pile them together and blow them up. Don't leave them to the devils."

Now they are behind the devils. If they carry so much supplies, they will definitely not be able to move fast. When the devils catch up with them, the whole army will definitely be wiped out.

For the safety of the brothers, although Yang Ling felt that it was a pity to blow up these weapons and ammunition, he did so out of helplessness.

"It's a pity that these weapons and ammunition are gone. If they can be brought back, they can arm several battalions."

Chen Ming, the second battalion commander, was used to hard times, and wished he could bring back all these weapons and ammunition, so he could only sigh at the moment.

"Execute the order, go faster, and retreat."

The location where they ambushed the devil's transport team is not far from the front position of Minshan Mountain. Once the devil over there comes and bites them, they really can't bear to go around.

You know, the ones on Minshan Mountain are the devil's field troops, and their combat effectiveness is not comparable to these heavy soldiers. Even if they send two squadrons, Yang Ling and the others will have to finish the game.

Yang Ling didn't want to risk the lives of hundreds of brothers for some supplies and ammunition that he couldn't take away. He didn't want to do a loss-making business.

However, it can be expected that they attacked the devil's supply troops, so the devil's troops at the front of Minshan Mountain will definitely have their combat effectiveness greatly reduced due to the lack of ammunition, and they can be regarded as supporting the brothers who are fighting bloody battles.

"Lieutenant, a prisoner has been captured!"

Just as Yang Ling ordered his brothers to destroy the ammunition supplies on the mountain road, Wang Huzi rushed over excitedly.

"Caught a prisoner?" Yang Ling was also full of surprise.

You must know that devils advocate the spirit of samurai, and they are not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to themselves. Even if they commit suicide by breaking their stomachs, they are unwilling to be captured. For them, being a prisoner is a great shame.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Ling and the others were rarely able to capture prisoners on the battlefield.

In addition, the brothers don't have a good impression of the vicious little devils. Both sides are basically in a state of life and death on the battlefield. If they can be killed, they will definitely not keep their hands, and they will basically not think about capturing prisoners.

Although the commander of the war zone has offered a heavy reward of 500 yuan to catch a devil prisoner, there are still only a handful of prisoners who can be caught.

Now that they had caught a prisoner, Yang Ling was very surprised and asked Wang Huzi to bring the prisoner up.

"Sir, sir, please forgive me..."

But when Wang Huzi brought the prisoner up, Yang Ling's face suddenly darkened. This is not a devil prisoner, but a leader without bones, commonly known as a traitor.

Looking at the traitor who was kneeling on the ground with snot and tears kowtowing for mercy, Yang Ling's joy of winning the battle was instantly dissipated, and he felt sick instead.

The reason why the little devils are able to run amok in China is that apart from their own strong strength, these leading party dogs and traitors have also made great achievements.

The most difficult stage in the Battle of Songhu was when these bought traitors used mirrors to reflect light during the day and torches as signals at night to guide the devils to bomb the important institutions and facilities behind the Chinese army.

The result of this was that the front was bloody, and the rear was also blown into scorched earth. Many supplies and ammunition transported to the front line were blown up, so that the soldiers in the front had to bite the bullet and fight the bayonets with the devils.

Even in the absence of weapons, ammunition and supplies, the Chinese soldiers also used their own flesh and blood to resist the bombardment of the devil's aircraft and naval guns. They defended their positions for three months, breaking the devil's plan to destroy China within three months. .

Thinking of the crippled brothers who were blown up on the Songhu battlefield, and thinking of the hungry brothers fighting the devils with bayonets, Yang Ling hated these traitors.

"Beard, take it down and die!"

Yang Ling will not soften his heart because of the pitiful look of the dog traitor at the moment. Usually, they rely on the little devil standing behind them, so they might bully their compatriots arrogantly.

Hearing that Yang Ling was about to shoot him, Lin Youquan was so frightened that his complexion turned pale and his body trembled like chaff.

"Sir, sir, I was also forced, it seems that I have an eighty-year-old mother..."

Wang Huzi also didn't like these traitors, so he picked up Lin Quan who was limp all over with one hand: "Damn it, why are you talking so much nonsense when you are about to die—"

The brothers around looked at Wang Huzi dragging Lin Youquan to be shot, and they all folded their arms and watched coldly. They hated these traitors as much as devils.

Little devils kill people without blinking an eye, but these traitors can do no less than little devils in order to claim credit and reward in front of devils, but they are complete scum.

Lin Youquan was really frightened right now, his legs and feet were weak, and his face was full of panic and uneasiness, but if he yelled and broke his throat, the brothers would not easily forgive him.

"Sir, sir, please don't kill me, I... I can take you to fight devils." Lin Youquan is really afraid of death now.

"That's all you need to do. It's your turn to lead the way when we fight devils." Wang Huzi undid the safety of the shell gun, and the muzzle of the gun was already pressed against the back of Lin Quanquan's head.

Lin Quan shouted almost in a crying voice: "Go and blow up their ammunition, yes, I know their arsenal is there."

Lin Youquan became more and more excited as he talked. In order to survive, he couldn't care less about the fact that the devil was his master just now, and he couldn't wait to start betraying the little devil.

Wang Huzi wanted to jump the traitor with a single shot, but when he heard his nonsense, he stopped his movements and turned to look at Yang Ling.

The purpose of their coming out this time is to cut off the little devil's logistics supplies and force the devil to withdraw from the Minshan area.

Although one of their transport and supply units has been attacked now, it is obvious that this is not enough.

With the devil's ability, he will soon be able to organize another transport team and strengthen the defense. It will not be so easy to sneak attack again.

"Bring him here!" Yang Ling waved to Wang Huzi while instructing his brothers to blow up supplies.

Yang Ling also knew in his heart that an attack on the devil's materials and ammunition might not hurt the little devil, but if he blows up the opponent's material storage base, the effect will definitely be quite different.

Text Chapter 494 Wrath

Lin Youquan saw that Wang Huzi put away his shell gun, and he secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead. He knew that his little life was saved for the time being.

He was soon brought to Yang Ling by Wang Huzi. Looking at the strong and unsmiling National Revolutionary Army officer in front of him, Lin Quan tremblingly cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, sir, thank you for not killing me, sir."

Yang Ling was not interested in this boneless traitor, he was interested in what he said was the devil's arsenal.

If the devil's arsenal could be destroyed in one fell swoop, then the devil's 6th brigade, which was fighting at the frontier of Minshan, would not be able to fight for a long time due to lack of ammunition, and had no choice but to retreat, then Yang Ling's goal would be achieved.

But looking at the flattering traitor in front of him, does he really know where the devil's arsenal is?