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

The ghost soldiers rushed towards the bombed and fragmented false positions at high speed, shooting while running, and clouds of mud mist rose from the fluffy soil that the bullets hit.

But the Chinese officers and soldiers on the position seemed to have been killed by the bomb, and the devils easily broke into the position without encountering any resistance.

The muzzles of those devils who broke into the position kept turning around, trying to lock and aim at the Chinese officers and soldiers who were still moving, and then killed them.

But they were disappointed. Except for the messy crossbars and sandbags that were blown up, not to mention the corpses, there was not even a single person in sight.

Suzuki Takeshi was also extremely nervous and followed the assault troops to leap forward, but until they penetrated the main position, they didn't see a single Chinese officer and soldier.

Just as Suzuki Takeshi was thinking about why there were no Chinese officers and soldiers on the battlefield, not even a single corpse, a companion next to him screamed: "There are Chinese troops ahead!"

Suzuki Takeshi hurriedly looked up, the gunpowder smoke had been blown away a lot by the wind, and he had rushed to the edge of the position to see a shocking scene.

Just about a hundred meters behind this position, under the camouflage of those branches and weeds, countless guns are facing here, and a new defensive position comes into view.

"Lie down! Cover up!"

Suddenly hearing the horrified shout of Sergeant Cao, Takeshi Suzuki subconsciously rolled into a shallow pit closest to him.

"Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng -"

Suddenly, the dull roar unique to heavy machine guns rang out, and the heavy machine guns swept over the bullets in a fan-like pattern.

"Puff puff!"

"what!"

"Uh!"

Those devil soldiers who had rushed to the edge of the position and didn't understand what was going on ran into the rain of bullets that swept over them head-on. The blood mist filled the air, and the devils fell to the ground in various strange postures.

The light and heavy machine guns of the guerrillas opened fire one after another, and the rain of bullets like locusts enveloped the devil soldiers rushing to the false position.

The rapidly flying bullets whistled in the space of the main film, and there were whistling bullets everywhere above his head and beside him. The bullets with the breath of death made Suzuki Takeshi so frightened that he couldn't lift his head.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

The sudden bullets killed and wounded a large number of devil soldiers. The surviving devil soldiers rolled and dodged one after another, and then raised their guns to fight back. The devil's sergeant growled loudly.

They were fooled and were ambushed on the battlefield. The fake position not only attracted their artillery fire, but also put them under the gunpoint of the guerrillas.

"puff!"

As soon as a devil soldier was loaded with a bullet and wanted to raise his gun to fight back, the bullet punched a hole in his helmet. The impact of the bullet made him fall back into the collapsed trench, and the helmet became a bowl of rotten tofu. .

"Da da da!"

The machine gunner of the Devil Soldier quickly lay down and set up the machine gun, but just after firing a short burst, a grenade fell and threw him flying.

"Tom tom tom!"

The grenadier teams of the guerrillas also joined the battle one after another, firing grenades at the devils who fought back.

Clouds of black smoke and blood mist were blown up, and amidst the diffuse gunpowder smoke and splashing mud, the attacking troops of the devil soldiers suffered heavy losses.

Seeing that the troops in front were being blocked, the commander of the devil squadron commanding behind also changed his face, and hurriedly threw his reserve team up, and at the same time asked the semaphore soldiers to call for artillery support.

Chapter 997 Offensive and defensive momentum

The devil's attacking troops suffered heavy losses after being ambushed and killed. Although the artillery fire followed up to support them, the remaining devils had no strength to attack forward.

They were scattered among the piles of corpses and trenches, and fired at the guerrilla troops who were about to transfer to the rear. The bullets whizzed back and forth, and the air seemed to be on fire.

The artillerymen of the devils are very professional. After ravaging the newly discovered guerrilla positions, they began to shoot extended. The explosion of the artillery shells produced scorching heat, which made the devils at the front want to take off their thick cotton coats.

More than 200 fresh troops came up quickly to replace the forward troops that had suffered heavy losses from the ambush, and launched a pursuit of the retreating Chinese guerrillas.

In the wilderness and farmland on both sides, there were also large groups of devils running forward almost parallel to the retreating guerrilla officers and soldiers. They tried to block the retreat of the guerrillas and made a roundabout outflank.

But this area has long been covered with traps and minefields, and various obstacles and hidden positions have long been guarded against the devil's trick.

"what!"

"My feet!"

Many little devils running forward sometimes fell into traps dug by the guerrillas as they ran.

These traps were all made by the guerrilla officers and soldiers who used to be hunters, but the hunting traps were slightly modified to have some slopes.

Those pits were not deep, only more than 20 centimeters, but they were filled with sharpened bamboos smeared with feces and other filth, and then covered with a layer of floating soil.

The devil stepped on it heavily while running, and the sharpened bamboo with countless bacteria could easily penetrate the soles of the devil's feet, and then make the devil lose his ability to move.

Moreover, if the devils can't be disinfected immediately, the wounds of the devils will be infected and festered. Although these pits look inconspicuous, they are sharp weapons for killing the enemy.

Sometimes killing devils does not necessarily require killing devils, making them injured and losing their combat effectiveness is also a way.

Instead of being unable to fight, the injured devils will increase the logistical burden of the devils and increase the consumption of the devils' medicines and other materials.

Many ghost soldiers running in the wilderness have encountered these messy traps, and they will fall if they are not careful.

Once stepping into such a trap, the shoe will be punctured at the slightest, the foot will be stabbed at the worst, and the foot will be sprained, and then lose the ability to continue fighting.

There are also some pits that are even more extreme. The large pits dug out with great effort are filled with water and soil, which are mixed into mud and covered with a layer of floating soil and weeds. From a distance, they look no different from ordinary wild land. .

But once the devil sinks in, the mud more than two meters deep can swallow the devil soldiers in. If the rescue is not timely, the devil will suffocate and drown alive.

"Boom!"

In addition to these pits and mud pits, the landmines buried on the ridges and paths have also become a devil's nightmare. If you don't pay attention, your legs will be broken and you will become disabled.

The seemingly safe area became dangerous in an instant. After losing some soldiers one after another, the devil had to slow down his speed, and then watched the guerrilla officers and soldiers disappear from their sight.

Faced with the sharply rising casualties under his command, the old face of the devil's captain, Takashi Hirayama, turned livid.

The original promise to the detachment leader Taro Sano to take down Jieshou Town before dawn has also become a joke.

"Send a report to the head of the detachment: Our army encountered tenacious resistance from the Chinese army. The enemy was ready for war. The roads and bridges along the way were destroyed, and cold gun attacks continued. Our army fought hard all night, killing many Chinese soldiers, and captured fifteen positions. Already exhausted, I request a delay to conquer Jieshou..."

The arrogant leader of the devils, Takashi Hirayama, paid a heavy price for his underestimation of the enemy. In just 24 hours, the casualties were equivalent to a medium-scale battle in the early stage of the war.

Now that he couldn't figure out the strength of the Chinese officers and soldiers on the opposite side, he immediately adjusted his tactics. Instead of attacking Jieshou desperately, he moved forward steadily, so he had to send an electric power to explain to the detachment leader.

Although Taro Sano, the leader of the devil's detachment, sent his troops to attack the Chinese troops gathered in various places on the southern front at the same time, the effect was not good.

When he received the telegram from the captain of the battalion, Jing Hirayama, he had already received telegrams from the attacking troops in several other directions.

Except for the troops who attacked Nantong again in advance, the other troops were all rushed to nothing without exception. The assembly point of the Chinese army learned from the intelligence was actually empty.