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

Shen Biao hurriedly pulled the blacksmith to the simple map and said, "Let's talk about changing defenses later. Now the devils are about to attack, and I'm worried about not having enough troops. It's just in time for you to come. Let's make up the numbers for this battle." How to call the devil a lesson."

Now that the blacksmiths and their battalions have come up, there are two full battalions on this front, and the defense is more than sufficient. Shen Biao has already begun to think about how to attack the devils to the greatest extent and eliminate the vitality of the devils.

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All the squadrons of the devils have already entered the attacking position. In the hidden place of the boundless wilderness where the cold wind is howling, the devil soldiers are loaded with bullets, bayonets out of their sheaths, squatting together and waiting for the order to attack.

Across the river ditch and the fields from the devils are the frontline troops of the Subei Corps. In those trenches and machine gun bunkers, the brothers are also ready.

A new battalion came up and quietly added to the defense lines everywhere, enhancing the thickness and strength of the front line defense, and made the brothers who were guarding the various places feel more at ease.

The battlefield in the main film is very quiet, even those cold guns that rang out from time to time have stopped, only the cold wind blows by the ears, and the atmosphere of chilling is permeating.

"Brother, where are you from?"

Seeing the brothers who had just joined the squad silently loaded their guns with bullets, a platoon leader with a cigarette in his mouth broke the silence in the trench.

"Yunnan, formerly from the 60th Army." The new squad leader who came up to lead the team spoke very blunt Mandarin, which surprised the platoon leader who asked the question.

"That's quite far away, it's thousands of miles away from here." The platoon leader heard that the brothers who fought side by side with him came from a far away place, and immediately became interested, and handed over a cigarette with a smile.

The squad leader from Yunnan picked it up and said thank you.

Although the brothers around him also came from different places, when they heard that the squad leader was from Yunnan, they all looked sideways and turned their eyes to this side.

"Speaking of which, we fought the devils side by side. When we were in Taierzhuang, our flanking positions were brothers from your 60th Army. I even went to your positions. Later, we were ordered to retreat, and then we continued to fight. We never saw each other again. I have passed your brothers from the 60th Army." The veteran platoon leader opened the chatter box as if recalling.

Hearing that this platoon leader had also fought Taierzhuang, the silent squad leader sighed heavily, and said with some grief: "After you left, we fought with the little devil for several days, and then the regiment let me go Ask for help, there are devils everywhere, I can't find reinforcements, I have to go back, when I return to the position, all the people on the position are dead..."

"I couldn't find the troops, and I stayed nearby to inquire about the whereabouts of the troops. Later, I heard that more than 60 people died in the battle of our 2th Army. Many officers were killed, and those who were still alive had been evacuated to Wuhan. I wanted to go I was looking for troops, but Luca was full of devils, and I had no money and was afraid of being treated as a deserter when I went back, so I ended up going to northern Jiangsu with the refugees."

Hearing the words of this squad leader from Yunnan, many guerrilla officers and soldiers in the trenches felt the same way. Many of them were separated from each other and had to stay behind the enemy lines.

"Brother, as long as we drive the little devil out of China, we can all go home!" The platoon leader didn't know what to say, and he patted the Yunnan squad leader on the shoulder to comfort him after a while.

The platoon leader turned his head and turned his eyes to the brothers who were holding the rifles tightly: "Brothers, the little devils don't treat us Chinese as human beings. If they want to occupy our land and make us slaves of the country, you say, can we agree?" ?!"

"No!" The brothers in the trench shouted in unison.

"Okay, none of them are cowards!" The platoon leader pointed to the outside of the trench and said, "The little devil is opposite us now, and he will rush over later. What do you think we should do?"

"Kill!" The platoon leader answered with a murderous low growl.

"Okay, then let's go on a killing spree today, so that the little devils can see how powerful we Chinese men are!" The platoon leader threw away the cigarette in his hand, drew out the bayonet, hung the bayonet on the rifle with a click, and tightened it tightly, with a slap on his face. Full of harshness.

The brothers in the trenches don't know much about the so-called patriotism, but they know that they are soldiers and stick to their responsibilities as a soldier.

The brothers in the trenches pulled out their bayonets from their scabbards one after another, put them on the bayonet mounts of their rifles and locked them tightly, waiting with murderous intent.

The devil's shells arrived as promised, bombarding the guerrilla positions exposed everywhere with a shrill howling sound.

There was only one artillery squadron under the Pingshan Brigade, and the Type [-] infantry artillery was firing continuously in the bang, and the Devil Artillery almost loaded the artillery shells against the scorching chamber gas, at a very fast speed.

Amidst the earth-shaking roar, clusters of mushroom clouds rose up, and the fortifications of the guerrillas were violently bombed, and sandbags were thrown lightly into the air.

Some shells landed in the mud pond, and the mud was blown up. In just a few breaths, the direction of the entire guerrilla position was shrouded in gunpowder smoke and explosion dust.

The devil's artillery were bombarding targets everywhere at the fastest speed. The entire guerrilla line of defense was shaking, and many fortifications were penetrated by high-explosive bombs, blowing them into ruins.

The devil's high-explosive bombs were followed by incendiary bombs, and those incendiary bombs made the grass crackle and burst into flames, and the flames ran wildly, scorching the ground black.

The previously peaceful battlefield suddenly roared continuously, the ears of the brothers were buzzing, and bomb craters with green smoke appeared everywhere.

This time the devils are going all out, as if they want to shoot out all the shells. The shells cover the positions of the guerrillas back and forth, and they must blow up the positions.

Although the anti-gun trenches were reinforced with logs and covered with at least half a meter of soil, many of them were still blown up and the logs were blown away under such bombardment.

The brothers are no longer the group of peasants who ran around in fright when they heard the gunshots as soon as they entered the battlefield. The fighting of various intensities has almost never stopped since Huaiyin, and they have already fought out.

Although the devils shelled fiercely, and from time to time there were screams from the trenches of Tibetan soldiers being blown away, the brothers guarding the entire front remained calm and did not move.

The devils bombarded for more than ten minutes before stopping the bombardment. After firing a few sets of smoke bombs to cover the charge, the devil's infantry commanders pulled out their sabers and pressed forward almost at the same time.

On the two-kilometer-long defense line, after receiving the order to attack, the devils with squadrons and squadrons jumped out quickly without the slightest hesitation.

Those rotten mud ponds, ditches and rivers could no longer stop the devil's assault pace. For a while, as far as the eye could see, there were devil soldiers rushing forward, a large black mass.

The ghost soldiers had already been ordered to die, so their charge was full of murderous aura. They wanted to pounce on them and tear the guarding guerrillas to pieces in order to defend their honor.

The squadron-level commanders of the devils also joined the ranks of the charge, which undoubtedly boosted morale even more.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers pounced forward on the entire defense line, a sneer flashed across the face of the devil's captain Jing Hirayama. This time he wanted to see how the Chinese troops who only knew how to make small moves resisted.

Captain Ping Shanjing of the Devil's Battalion looked down on the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps that fought with them, because he felt that the victory of the northern Jiangsu corps was always achieved by opportunism.

As long as there is an upright decisive battle, he can crush the Northern Subei Corps, so this time he put all his troops on it, and the entire front is pressed together, and there is no room for the Subei Corps to maneuver.

Now there are only two options left for the Subei Corps, either to retreat and escape, or to stay where he is and be wiped out by him. He wants to defeat the opponent with absolute strength and show the strength of the imperial army of the Great Japanese Empire!

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Although the ghost soldiers looked a little bloated in cotton-padded clothes, it didn't affect their charge speed at all. They even stepped on the shallow puddles and muddy water splashed with their feet.

"The left wing of the [-]st Infantry Detachment launched an attack, covered by machine guns!"

"Second infantry detachment for a frontal assault!"

"The right wing of the third infantry unit is deployed!"

In the middle of the entire line of defense, the devils have deployed a full infantry squadron's attack force here.

The more than 50 devils in the first attack echelon continued to spread out while running, and the attack front was as wide as 200 meters.

If there were no smoke from gunpowder and smoke bombs to obscure the view, the defenders could see that in the river ditches and in the wilderness, there were ghost soldiers rushing forward everywhere.

The visual effect of this kind of charge is extremely shocking, giving people the feeling of thousands of troops rushing forward, and because the distance between the devil soldiers is very wide, they are all flying forward, giving the guerrilla corps brothers the aim It brought a lot of pressure. Ordinary recruits would often let the devils rush forward because they were nervous and couldn't beat any of them.

About 200 meters behind the first attack echelon of devils is the second attack echelon of devils. There are more than 100 devils in two teams, and they are also rushing forward.

The devil's attack echelons were like surging waves surging forward, and the shining and dangling bayonets were shining brightly in the sun.

"Bang! Bang!"

The muffled gunshots sounded, and the sniper teams of the guerrilla corps, who were crouching in the foxholes on both wings of the defense line, opened fire without waiting for the commander's order.

Although these snipers are still a little immature, most of their marksmanship is selected from the army. It cannot be said that they can hit every shot, at least their shooting accuracy is much higher than that of ordinary brothers.

Because they are arranged in the foxholes on the two wings of this position, the smoke and smoke bombs have less influence on them, and their sight is relatively open.