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

The cavalry brigade rushing towards Xinghua was ambushed by the Chinese army on the way, and had to give up the plan and retreat temporarily.

The original careful plan is now implemented but the effect is greatly reduced. The angry devil detachment leader Taro Sano was so angry that he slapped the intelligence staff several times.

The aggrieved intelligence officer didn't know why this happened. In the end, he had to shirk his responsibility and say that the internal leak of the combat plan led to the current unfavorable situation.

"It must be the Chinese people who maintained the meeting. They sent the information to the Chinese troops..." Lao Gao, the intelligence staff officer with a swollen face, said aggrievedly.

"Bastard! Trash!"

The devil detachment leader Taro Sano was already in a bad mood, after the new intelligence staff's words, he was so angry that he almost pointed at the intelligence staff's nose and cursed.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. Faced with the current situation that is taking a turn for the worse, all the staff officers of the devils are suffering. Who knew that the Chinese army would react so quickly.

"Immediately adjust the battle plan and change the sudden attack to a strong attack. If you fail this time, you will commit suicide to apologize!" the devil's detachment leader Taro Sano warned murderously.

"Hi Yi!"

The devil's staff had to act again and readjust the battle plan to deal with the sudden change in the battlefield situation.

When the ghost soldiers were almost empty everywhere, on the frontier battlefield of Jieshou, the guerrilla brothers who had won the battle also smoothly withdrew to the scheduled safe assembly point.

Although the brothers and the devil only fought for a few rounds, they won every time. Their flexible tactics and preset fortifications made the devil suffer a lot.

Almost everyone who rested from the front to the back carried several captured rifles on their backs, and some of them had a string of devil's water bottles on their backs.

Now the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps has started selling weapons to supplement military supplies, and the old equipment they have eliminated has been sold to those militia units and local troops.

Now in just one morning, the frontline troops seized dozens of rifles and more than 1000 rounds of ammunition from the devils, making those reserve teams who stayed behind jealous.

"They are all [-]% new [-] rifles, which are much better than the guns in our hands."

Those in charge of the local armed forces who were organized to watch the battle saw bundles of captured rifles and wanted to rush up and take them for themselves.

But they also knew that if they wanted to get these rifles, they had to buy them, or they had the ability to grab them from the devils themselves.

"You have all seen it, the combat effectiveness of our guerrillas is not blown out, it is fought."

"So what if the devils come to a reorganized brigade, we will still beat them to the ground, you just need to follow our northern Jiangsu corps, obey orders and command, let alone these rifles, when the time comes, you will be equipped with heavy machine guns, more than The regular army is strong."

Hearing the words of the guerrilla officers, the commanders of the militia units became hot again.

"Sir, just tell us how to fight, we will listen to you!" The militia commanders couldn't wait to get weapons and equipment.

"Okay, all of you gather here, let me tell you, you are familiar with the local terrain, and your task is also very simple, infiltrate behind the devils..."

Text Chapter 998 Blood Training

The sun shone through the leaden clouds, but the cold wind was still howling, and the ghost soldiers lying on the cold wilderness still couldn't feel any warmth.

The devil soldiers jumped into the water-filled paddy fields at night to chase the guerrillas who attacked them. The whole calf was wet, and they didn't realize it when they ran.

But now that the dawn has stopped, the cold from the muddy water soaked into the shoes and military trousers makes their teeth chatter. They hate those guerrillas who appear and disappear, and they are cursing viciously in their hearts to catch them. We must use the cruelest means to make their lives worse than death.

The devil soldiers are arrogant. The propaganda of domestic mobilization and the success of the front line make them have a superficial understanding of war. They think that as long as they show their bayonets, they seem to be able to occupy towns and cities, and then plant the flag of the Great Japanese Empire.

But at this moment in the real deep battlefield, they realized that it is so ridiculous that the Yamato nation in the propaganda can easily conquer China.

Just these guerrilla troops with inferior weapons and equipment have exhausted their energy, so what about the strength of the heavy troops on the frontal battlefield in China? No wonder the war has been going on. They suddenly feel that it is so far away to completely occupy China. out of reach.

The morale of the devil soldiers is declining. The strength of the guerrillas frightens them. Their wet, cold and lead-filled legs make them tired. Their mental state has calmed down from excitement. They just want to end this damn battle quickly. Then get angry and bake the soaked footwear over a fire.

However, it was obvious that this battle could not be ended in a short time. In the land with a radius of ten kilometers, sporadic gunshots and explosions sounded from far and near, and every place was dangerous.

The devils didn't know how many traps there were in this area, and they didn't know how many troops their opponents had scattered on the opposite side. Now that the surprise attack plan had gone bankrupt, they could only lie on dirt slopes and shallow pits, waiting for new combat orders.

Just across the ditch not far from the devils, well-disguised guerrilla officers and soldiers observation posts are also carefully scouting the movements of the devils, and in the hidden field fortifications behind, at least one platoon of officers and soldiers has been ready to attack at any time. Prepare for battle to stop the devils from crossing the river.

The frontline guerrilla officers and soldiers have been dismantled into squads of small-scale combat units. They guard everywhere and watch and support each other, forming an in-depth defense system.

This not only avoids too much damage caused by the devil's artillery attack due to too concentrated troops, but also achieves the effect of blocking the lagging devil soldiers layer by layer.

Often after the devils capture a position guarded by the guerrillas, they will find that there is a new attack target waiting for them to attack hundreds of meters away.

The devil soldiers have been attacking forward all morning, and every time they attack a guerrilla position, they will encounter fire from other directions, but the devils are still tenaciously advancing.

But by noon, the devil soldiers could no longer move under the erosion of cold and exhaustion. The blood-stained devil soldiers had been highly tense, and their energy was becoming less and less concentrated.

As a last resort, Captain Ping Shanjing of the Devil Battalion replaced the troops that had been in charge of assault missions and suffered heavy losses, and replaced them with new troops.

The new attacking force did not launch an attack hastily in view of the painful lesson in the morning. They were waiting, waiting for the guerrillas on the opposite side to show their flaws, and waiting for the guerrillas to harass them.

In a swamp of reeds, there are fully two hundred elite devil soldiers hidden, and they have made all the preparations for the attack.

A few guerrilla officers and soldiers dressed in weed camouflage came from the left wing, quietly touched a ditch, and bent their bodies to the edge of the devil's temporary resting place.

"Oops, our brother has touched the devil!"

The guerrilla observation post on the other side of the river, who had been observing the movement of the devil soldiers, suddenly became nervous when they saw the wriggling grass balls that suddenly appeared near the devil's resting place.

In addition to the frontal guerrillas with squads as units and fixed guard positions, there are also many scattered guerrilla groups operating alone.

These guerrilla groups belong to lone wolves. They are more flexible in combat. They have a lot of autonomy when and where to attack devils. Some groups may lurk for a whole day for one attack, and some groups will frequently attack devils. Teams have different combat styles.

Although these scattered guerrilla groups are very flexible in combat, they also have some shortcomings, that is, once they are scattered, it is difficult to gather and concentrate.

Moreover, even if the general team has new information, it is difficult to notify them immediately. Most of the time, it is entirely up to the guerrilla team to decide whether to fight or retreat. There are also great risks.

When the brothers on the front saw the guerrilla group approaching the devil soldiers, the brothers at these observation posts were all very nervous.

Because they knew that there was a ghost soldier ambushing in the reeds not far from this guerrilla group. They knew it, but the guerrilla group that appeared suddenly did not know it and was still groping there. Throw yourself into the trap.

"What to do, devils are ambushing over there."

Seeing that the guerrilla group on the other side was still walking, the brothers at the observation post were so nervous that they began to sweat.

"Don't go, don't go."

The brothers at the observation post shouted in their hearts, but the guerrilla group on the other side couldn't hear them, and they were still approaching the danger.

"Hurry up and shoot the warning!"

A brother at the hidden observation post didn't care that he and others would be exposed, clicked the bullet and loaded it, pointed the gun at the other side of the river and pressed the trigger.

"boom!"

A dull gunshot sounded, the muzzle jumped suddenly, and the brothers at the observation post fired.

The guerrilla group on the other side, who was touching the devil soldiers to rest and prepare to attack, was also startled, and quickly lay down on the spot, looking back in the direction of the gunshots.