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

The current North Jiangsu Corps and other Chinese troops are no longer those troops with low military literacy at the beginning of the war.

After a series of bloody battles, those veterans who climbed out of the mountains of corpses passed on the experience exchanged for their blood to the newly formed troops.

The current troops already know the devil's rigid attack tactics and the detour tactics of breaking through the two wings in the center.

Many times now, what they specifically ambushes is the devil's detour troops, and now the detour squad has become the target of guerrilla attacks.

"Brothers! Kill!"

Before the smoke of the explosion dissipated, the second lieutenant platoon leader who led the team roared, and with a bayonet in his hand, he rushed at the dazed devil who was bombed.

"Kill!" The murderous guerrilla brothers, under the leadership of the veteran, shouted in unison, and rushed forward ferociously, like wolves smelling blood.

The Subei Corps and the devils, large and small, have fought many times. The weapons in the hands of many officers and soldiers were seized from the hands of the devils. The iron-blooded troops fed with the devils' flesh and blood are no longer afraid of the devils. .

"Kill Gaga!"

One of the devil's living sergeants heard the cry from the darkness, clutched his injured arm, and let out a ferocious cry.

The dozen or so devils who survived gathered together one after another, regardless of the small wounds that were bleeding all over their bodies, and fought with bayonets.

Under the light of the burning dry grass, the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas bravely ran into the devil soldiers, bayonet against bayonet, courage against iron blood, the two sides fought together.

The little devil, who hadn't reacted from the dizziness of the explosion, was the opponent of the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were recharging their energy, and was quickly stabbed to the ground.

"what!"

Although these ferocious devils were dying, they were stabbed with more than a dozen bayonets, and soon there were dozens of transparent holes all over their bodies, and they staggered and fell to the ground.

"Leave one squad to clean up the battlefield, and the rest will follow me to support the village!"

After confirming that all the devils were wiped out, the blood-stained platoon leader quickly led people towards the front of the village.

The leader of the Devil Squadron, who was attacking the village head-on, quickly commanded the troops to stabilize their position after being attacked, and even fought on par with the guerrilla officers and soldiers of a company guarding the village.

However, the roundabout teams on both sides also exchanged fire with the guerrillas, which made the devil's squadron leader realize that they had hit the main force of the guerrillas.

"Quickly report to the squadron leader that my squadron has already fought the main force of the Chinese army, and I ask for tactical guidance!" The devil's squadron leader dragged a communications soldier and shouted.

"Hi Yi!"

After the devil's communicator responded loudly, he took the two devils and braved the rain of bullets, and rushed back to the way they came from to ask for help.

"The third team seized the house on the left, and moved a machine gun to the big tree!"

The devil's squadron leader also had rich combat experience. He knew that he had hit the main force of the guerrillas by rushing, so he was not in a hurry to attack. He first stabilized his position and waited for reinforcements.

But the devil's squadron leader had a good idea, but his display was skinny. As soon as he opened fire, the guerrilla officers and soldiers quickly surrounded him from several directions, ready to eat the advancing devil in one bite.

"Boom for me! Don't feel sorry for the cannonball, I will treat you to a drink after the victory!"

The company commander of the machine gun company personally carried the mortar and rushed to the edge of the battlefield. He was so tired in winter that he took off his cotton coat and was shirtless. He quickly directed the brothers of the machine gun company to send the mortar and heavy machine gun Stand up.

"Tom tom tom!"

Accompanied by the whistling sound of the cannonballs being ejected, each cannonball dragged a dazzling stream of light and smashed towards the devil in front of the village from the left.

And the two heavy machine guns of the machine gun company roared without showing any weakness, spewing out flames, and the scarlet bullets charged at the devil with incomparable arrogance.

"Boom! Boom!"

The shell exploded as soon as it hit the ground, and in the dazzling flash, clouds of black smoke billowed up, and the mud that was blown up was hit by the strong air wave towards the surroundings together with the ghosts.

"There is a Chinese man on the left!"

Facing the sudden bombardment, a devil yelled hastily and mournfully as he watched his two companions being blown away and disappeared.

But his yelling seemed so weak amidst the rumbling guns, with a bang, half of the devil's body exploded into blood and flesh splattering all over the sky.

The machine gun team with devil soldiers hastily turned their guns to the left, but before they could lock on to the mortar over there, the bullets from the heavy machine guns had already swept over.

The thumb-thick bullets tore their bodies to pieces, and then extended like two fire snakes, beating the devils on the path of the bullets to pieces.

The devils saw the bullets from the heavy machine guns splashing over the earth, and they rolled and evaded in panic. In the dark night, the surroundings were in chaos.

"Kill!"

Shouts of killing resounded in the wilderness and fields all around. Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing forward, the devil's squadron leader turned pale.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The devil's squadron leader knew that he had completely provoked a hornet's nest. Facing the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing up from all around, if he didn't withdraw quickly, there might be nothing left.

The machine gun team of five or six devils strafed desperately, trying to block the rushing guerrilla officers and soldiers, and the people who covered them retreated.

But with the sound of bang bang gunshots, the heads of the main shooters of the devil's machine gun teams were blown off one after another, and a mixture of bone scum and brain tissue sprayed out. The guerrilla sniper team had already aimed at them.

Text 9 Chapter Ninety: Heavy Loss

"What, encountering the main force of the Chinese army!"

The Devil's signal soldier, who was covered in gunpowder smoke, was still bleeding from one arm. When he reported the situation encountered by the Fifth Infantry Squadron to the leader of the Devil's Battalion, Hirayama Jing, Hirayama was also taken aback.

"The main force of the Chinese army is here!"

Captain Ping Shanjing quickly changed from shock to excitement. Seeking a decisive battle with the main force of the Chinese army has always been what they most desire.

Because the quality of soldiers and weapons and equipment of the Chinese army are not as good as theirs, in a frontal confrontation, they have the advantage of firepower and can always break the Chinese army to pieces. It's also a breeze.

But with the end of several major battles, in addition to the frontal battlefield, the Chinese army will gather heavy troops to fight against them because they have to defend the line of defense. In most other theaters, most of the Chinese troops have learned to avoid their edge.

The result of this is that every time they want to find the Chinese army in a decisive battle to destroy each other in one fell swoop, but they can't find the shadow of the opponent, which often turns into a chase and hide-and-seek, often with little gain.

Now there is still some distance away from Jieshou to encounter the main force of the Chinese army, which makes the blood of the captain Jing Hirayama boil again.

"Do you know the number of the other party? Is it the 89th Army or the guerrilla army?" Soon, the captain Jing Hirayama who calmed down asked two questions in a row.

The communications soldier faltered for a long while but didn't answer, but instead grinned in pain from being shot in the arm.

In such a dark night, it is indeed difficult to find out the number of the troops that are fighting with them in a short time, but Hirayama Kei, who is in a good mood, has no intention of continuing to ask, and waved the messenger to retreat to bandage the wound.

"Your Excellency, Captain, according to intelligence, apart from some local self-defense forces, the main force of the Chinese Army operating in this area is the Subei Guerrilla Corps, and this place is very close to Jieshou. The Fifth Squadron may encounter Subei Guerrilla Corps." The combat staff officer pondered for a few seconds before analyzing.

Commander Hirayama nodded, expressing his agreement with the combat staff's point of view, because he felt that the possibility of encountering the main force of the Chinese army in this area, except for the Northern Subei Corps, was very small.

"There's an old Chinese saying in China, if you walk through iron shoes, you won't find a place to find them. It's easy to get them. Since they don't stay in Jieshou and wait to die, but send them to your door, how can we just sit and wait for death." The eyes of the captain Ping Shanjing Full of fighting spirit.

"Your Excellency, Captain, what do you mean?"