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

All brothers who can survive on the battlefield have two brushes. There are only 30 guerrilla officers and soldiers of several infantry companies left.

"Pfft!"

The brothers shot revenge bullets at the little devil. They didn't shoot indiscriminately. They shot precisely, and the little devil became the target of being shot.

More than a dozen little devils got angry and tried to rush through the 30-meter distance and rush into the trench for close combat, but the 30-meter distance became their grave.

In less than 2 minutes, more than a dozen charging little devils were all shot and killed by the brothers one by one, just like killing a dog.

The devils retreated to their position in a panic, leaving more than 30 broken corpses in front of the position.

Seeing the little devil retreat, the brothers in the trench burst into loud cheers, thankful that they beat the devil away.

The battle under Gaoyou City has turned into a tug of war. The guerrillas attacked and the devils counterattacked. The two sides repeatedly strangled on the battlefield within a radius of less than two kilometers.

The sky darkened again, and apart from the repeatedly ravaged land and the hundreds of corpses left behind, no one on this battlefield got a bargain from either side.

Chapter 873 Danger Approaching

"dinner's ready."

As soon as the little devil's counterattack was repulsed, the brothers in the cooking class got into the trench with a wooden bucket and cat waist.

"Old squad leader, what's delicious to eat?" Seeing the arrival of the cooking class, the hungry brothers rushed over while asking.

"Sweet potato porridge."

"What do you mean, the brothers are working hard in the front, so you give us this?!" When the brothers saw the clear porridge, they immediately became angry.

"Brothers, I can't do anything about it. This little thing was sent by folks from nearby villages. Otherwise, we would have stopped long ago." The cooking squad leader also had a bitter face, very helpless.

The conditions in the occupied areas were already difficult. After finally getting some supplies, they gave priority to regular troops such as the 89th Army and the Security Brigade. Their guerrillas almost never stopped.

This time, I thought about liberating Gaoyou and snatching rations from the devils, but who knew that the battle was so stalemate, the guerrilla officers and soldiers hadn't attacked yet, and they had nothing to eat.

"Brothers! Listen to me."

Just as the brothers were clamoring to find Ma Ling for food, Ma Yuren, the commander of the first guerrilla major general, came over with several guards and staff officers.

"commander--"

Seeing the guerrilla commander Ma Yuren approaching, the brothers all stepped aside one after another.

Commander Ma Yuren stood still in the crowd, looking around at the brothers around him. Seeing the skinny, haggard and exhausted officers and soldiers, his heart ached.

"Brothers, it is not my intention to let the brothers fight hungry. To tell you the truth, we have no food. We will not even have sweet potato porridge tomorrow morning."

As soon as Commander Ma Yuren's words fell, the trenches were buzzing. After all, they were all fighting with their heads on their waists, but if they didn't even have enough to eat, there was no need to fight.

"But I know there is a place that has food and canned food!" General Ma Yuren changed the subject and pointed his finger in the direction of Gaoyou City, where the black smoke was billowing.

"The grain collected by the little devils from everywhere is hoarded in the city. As long as Gaoyou City is captured, we will not only have rice to eat, but also meat!"

"Take down Gaoyou, drink and eat meat!" A brother raised his arms and shouted.

The brothers were furious and roared one after another. Their eyes looked at Gaoyou City, which was billowing with smoke, as if they were seeing a piece of fat with oil on it.

"Okay! Let's attack after this meal, enter Gaoyou, and have breakfast in Gaoyou City tomorrow!" Commander Ma Yuren also shouted loudly.

"Brothers, come, line up for dinner." The cooking squad leader also took the opportunity to yell.

Spoonfuls of porridge were poured into the rice bowls of the brothers. Although it was obvious, they were hungry and couldn't care less, and filled their mouths with the bowls in their hands.

Veteran Luo Feng also filled a big bowl of gruel, walked to the ammunition box in the trench and sat down, raised his neck and started drinking.

There was a sizzling sound in the trenches, it was not like drinking gruel, but eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

"What's your name?" Commander Ma Yuren walked up to veteran Luo Feng and asked.

Seeing the guerrilla commander approaching him, Luo Feng hurriedly put down his bowl and stood up to salute, but the hand he had just raised halfway held up quickly.

Because he remembered that there were quite a few fine shooters on the Devil's side, and they were targeting the officers of the Chinese army. He couldn't hurt the commander.

"Report, Luo Feng, Third Infantry Company, Fifth Detachment."

Ma Yuren looked at Luo Feng's burly and thin body, and nodded in satisfaction: "I saw through the binoculars that you were beating devils just now, and your command is very good."

The sudden praise made the veteran Luo Feng very uncomfortable, he was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and he stood up and replied loudly: "It's all well cultivated by the commander!"

"You're just talking nonsense," although Ma Yuren was blaming him, but the smile on his face showed that he enjoyed these words very much.

"Would you like to be the deputy company commander in my guard battalion?" Commander Ma Yuren asked Luo Feng.

Although Luo Feng fought a lot of battles, every time his troops fought against the devils, they were completely defeated. They were defeated soldiers and skirmishers countless times, and were also gathered many times.

And the new troops are all controlled by the direct descendants of their respective chiefs. Naturally, he, an outsider, can't get an official position, so he has always been the leader.

But now that he was valued by Commander Ma Yuren, he jumped from a big soldier to a deputy company commander-level officer. It would be a lie if he said he didn't want to.

But when he turned his head and saw the dusty and blood-stained brothers in the trench, he hesitated for a while before shaking his head: "I want to stay with my brothers."

"Boy, don't be ignorant of good and evil!" Seeing Luo Feng shaking his head, a staff officer behind him immediately shouted angrily.

"What are you doing, step back." Ma Yuren's complexion darkened, and he pushed back the staff officer who spoke rudely.

"Every man has his own ambition, and I can't force it, but I won't take back what I said today. Whenever you want to come to my guard camp, you can do it at any time. I will protect you as a company-level officer."

Commander Ma Yuren was not angry, he was still amiable, which made Luo Feng feel uncomfortable.

"We will launch a night attack on Gaoyou tonight. Take your brothers to fight hard. If you are the first to attack Gaoyou, I will give you credit!"

"Yes!" Luo Feng stood up and answered.

Commander Ma Yuren said some words of encouragement to his brothers in the trench, then got into the traffic trench and walked towards another position, disappearing from sight.

"Brothers, cheer me up and enter Gaoyou City. Then I will treat you guys to drink!"

At this moment, Luo Feng seemed to be re-infused with strength, appearing to be full of energy.

As night fell, the cold guns on the battlefield were still ringing, but compared to the dark and dark fighting during the day, the brothers didn't feel anything about these cold guns.

The order for the night battle has been issued to all units, although the various guerrilla units under Commander Ma Yuren have been broken into broken divisions.

The officers and soldiers of many companies are not one in ten, but after reorganization, many combat companies have been formed.

The remaining grenades and bullets have been delivered, and the bayonets and knives have been polished. The brothers know that they have no way out. If they want not to starve to death, they can only go forward and take Gaoyou City.

Veteran Luo Feng was temporarily appointed as the acting platoon leader. Apart from his old brothers, many of the more than 30 brothers under his command were survivors from other companies.