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

When the devil stopped to rest, in a forest a few kilometers away, a group of guerrilla officers and soldiers were excitedly picking at the devil's clothes.

"Hey, devil's cotton coat is a good thing, it's warm."

The corpses of the devils were lying all over the ground, while the brothers of the guerrillas searched for the loot in a hurry.

This team of hapless little devils chased them dizzily, and finally broke into the ambush circle of the guerrillas, and were all wiped out.

Although the padded coat on the devil's body was also beaten with blood holes, but the guerrillas who were short of supplies didn't dislike it. It was a good thing to take it back and sew it up.

"There's still canned food here. It's a waste to give it to the devil." A brother found the canned food in the devil's backpack, and immediately grinned happily.

Just as the brothers were happily searching and seizing it, a brother rushed from the original place and found the company commander who led the team.

"Company Commander Zhang, the Battalion Commander ordered to gather at Wang's shop. There is a mission." The brother who sent the order stood up and saluted.

The company commander Zhang Hao nodded to show that he knew. He put a lieutenant's sword on his waist, turned his head and waved: "Be quick and set off in five minutes!"

Hearing that there was a new mission, the brothers stopped talking, and swiftly stuffed all the spoils they had looted from the devil into backpacks and sackcloth pockets, and soon the devil was stripped naked.

Seeing that the devils had been stripped naked, there was really nothing left to fish for, so the brethren carried a few bundles of rifles and assembled towards the predetermined location with the trophies on their backs.

And in a half-covered trench headquarters near Wang's shop, the felled wood was neatly bundled, covered with reed stalks and more than one meter of soil, even the devil's mortars were difficult to penetrate.

"The devil has stopped. It seems that he was too tired last night and can't move forward." Although the face of the battalion commander Shen Biao was gray and black with gunpowder and mud, it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes.

In just one night, the little devils they killed and wounded were almost an infantry squadron, and their own side lost less than 50 people in the battle. This kind of exchange gave them hope of victory.

"Brothers fought really well last night, but now once the little devil is rested and pounces on us, we will be under a lot of pressure." Luo Feng said worriedly while wiping his ghost knife.

Last night, he personally led the team to fight hand-to-hand with a group of lone devils. The ghost head knife chopped off the heads of at least three devils, which is considered an outstanding record.

Shen Biao also understood what Luo Feng meant. Their battalion was at the forefront of the entire defense line. Although they beat the devils in a panic, the emaciated camels were bigger than horses.

Now the devils came here in a full-fledged brigade. Although they killed and injured a lot of devils, the devils' combat effectiveness was still strong.

"We are not opponents of the devils during the day. We can only rely on the preset positions and fortifications to stop them layer by layer. As long as we drag them here, Officer Yang and the others can send troops to detour, and it is not impossible to eat them all at once. .”

After Luo Feng nodded, he drew a few places on the simple map with a pen and said: "I have sent brothers to investigate just now. These places are suspected to be resting places for devils. Let the machine gun company pull up the cannons and fuck him." A guy."

"Okay, you've been busy all night, you go to bed first, I'll take it in the morning, and you replace me in the afternoon." Battalion Commander Shen Biao said, patted Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Feng on the shoulder, and strode out of the bunker headquarters.

"The messenger!"

"Have!"

"Let the machine guns and even the mortars be brought, there is a mission!"

"Yes!"

Text Chapter 992 Crisis

In the combat room of the Sulu Theater Command, senior generals in thick winter clothes stood around the sand table filled with small flags of the enemy and us.

These senior generals looked serious, listening to the combat staff introduce the current situation of the enemy and ourselves with a baton, and the atmosphere in the combat room was dignified.

"The Japanese army launched a new round of attacks on our entire line of Dongtai, Xinghua, Taixian, Nantong, and Baoying last night..." The baton of the combat staff pointed and reported on the sand table.

"According to the current reports from various departments on the front line, there are at least seven brigades in the Japanese army attacking us on the southern line, and the Japanese army in Yancheng and other places has formed the 12th Brigade, the 13th Brigade, and others have already begun to cooperate. , my 117th Division and the 33rd Division have exchanged fire with them, and three puppet regiments are moving towards Xinghua..."

The nationwide winter offensive planned by the Chongqing Military Commission is coming to an end. During the nearly two months of fighting, a large number of devils' effective forces have been annihilated.

The several theaters of the main attack performed very well, and countless towns were recovered, and even several senior generals at the level of General Devil were killed.

But fighting in this severe winter is not only a test of the combat ability of officers and soldiers, but also a test of willpower.

Now that the war has been fought, except for a very few theaters that are still fighting the devils due to adequate preparations and large reserves of ammunition and food, the Chinese army in most areas has run out of ammunition and has begun to switch to shrinking defenses, and the fighting has almost stopped.

The Sulu war zone was originally short of supplies behind the enemy lines. Although this winter offensive was not counted as the main war zone, it was only counted as an assist to contain the devils, but in the whole battle, it was also worth noting.

The troops in the Shandong territory of the Sulu theater destroyed nearly a hundred miles of roads and railways, attacked thousands of devils' artillery strongholds, and wiped out many devils and puppet troops.

In the Sulu Theater of Jiangsu, Huaiyin, Gaoyou, Nantong and other cities were recovered one after another, which dealt a heavy blow to the Japanese and puppet troops.

Seeing that the attacking troops were showing signs of fatigue, Yu Xuezhong of the Sulu Theater Command had ordered all the troops to withdraw from the battle in a timely manner to preserve their strength. After all, after fighting for so long, the troops had no strength to continue fighting, and the supplies and ammunition were seriously insufficient.

More importantly, almost all war zones across the country have begun to shrink their defenses. The loss of the support of friendly forces means that the devils have the ability to deploy troops from other places for reinforcements. If the fight continues, it will be the Chinese army that will suffer.

But now the devils suddenly assembled heavy troops on the southern line of the Sulu theater to attack, making the atmosphere of the Sulu theater headquarters, which was about to end the winter offensive, tense again.

Now the devil has regained the initiative on the battlefield and started to attack, which put the Sulu theater into a passive state.

"Simultaneously launched attacks on all parts of the southern line. It seems that the little devil came prepared this time." Commander Yu Xuezhong frowned, and there was indescribable fatigue in his voice.

During the entire winter offensive, he hardly had a solid sleep. Seeing that they were about to end the battle, the little devil started to fight back unrelentingly, which made him somewhat unexpected. Thinking that the little devil still has the ability to fight back.

"Our troops fought very tenaciously and bravely in the previous phase of the battle, but the losses were also great, and the ammunition was exhausted. We no longer have the ability to fight a large-scale battle with the devils." Staff officer Chief Wang Jingxuan's expression was also extraordinarily dignified, he was well aware of the state of the troops at the moment.

Zhou Fu, director of the Political Department, nodded and said: "It is better to order all ministries to withdraw from the fighting immediately to avoid greater losses."

"The situation on the battlefield is no longer under our control. Now the devils are attacking, and the ministries have already exchanged fire with the devils. It is very difficult to withdraw." Chief of Staff Wang Jingxuan rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "Besides, we in the Sulu theater We are already behind the enemy, with strong enemies watching all around, but now the devils are only attacking on the southern front, if we keep retreating, I am afraid that it will not be long before we have nowhere to retreat."

Commander Yu Xuezhong never knew the current status of the troops, but he also knew that their Sulu theater was no match for other theaters.

The frontal battlefield still has a great depth in the southwest. At worst, they retreated to those high mountains to fight the devils, but they had no way to retreat, because they were fighting in the occupied area.

"Since there is no way to retreat, let the troops fight against the devils! Fight for a foothold!" Commander Yu Xuezhong was tired of retreating, and he put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table, saying murderously.

"Although our troops are exhausted, the little devils are not much better after being suppressed and beaten by us for two months. Now they are eager to counterattack, no doubt they want revenge, so let's continue to fight until we beat them to the ground. !"

Seeing the commander-in-chief Yu Xuezhong waving his fists angrily, Chief of Staff Wang Jingxuan and Director of the Political Department Zhou Fu all looked at each other, smiled wryly and shook their heads.

"Officer Yu, you have to think twice, after all, we only have such old foundations, we will lose everything if we try everything..."

Chief of Staff Wang Jingxuan was worried about Yu Xuezhong's impulsiveness, so he persuaded him earnestly.

"Behind us are the common people of the whole country! Even if our tens of thousands of brothers are exhausted, as long as I don't die, in less than a month, I can still pull tens of thousands of brothers and devils to continue fighting! What are you afraid of, our [-] compatriots, Consumption can also consume the little devil to death!"

Commander Yu Xuezhong shouted in a sonorous and forceful voice, his bloodshot eyes were burning with fierce fighting spirit.

"But now all the war zones have begun to shrink their defenses. It's impossible to fight the devils just by relying on our Sulu theater." Zhou Fu, the director of the political department, also persuaded.

"That's right, sir, we don't have enough ammunition now, if we fight again, we will have to bayonet the devil..."

"The troops on the front line suffered a lot of casualties. The battalion is full of wounded soldiers who died of frostbite in this winter."

The staff officers tried to persuade him one after another, worrying that Commander Yu Xuezhong was acting on his will.

"Brothers, it's not that I, Yu Xuezhong, don't take the lives of my brothers, but the little devil has already hit our eyes, and we have no way out. If we don't beat the little devil this time, the enemy's rear There is no place for you and me anymore, how will we explain to the Chairman, how will we explain to the [-] people?"