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

When the devil had just rushed to the slope, the leader of the machine gun team gave the order to attack without hesitation.

This team of devils who rushed in had been staring at the place where the battle was not far away, and wanted to rush over to flank them. How could they have expected to be attacked so close to the position they had just broken through.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

The machine gunner in the bunker is an experienced veteran, shooting very rhythmic short bursts.

The devils who were bending over the gentle slope were suddenly attacked from the flanks, and they were almost defenseless.

"Puff puff……"

"Uh!"

"what!"

The bullet of revenge swept into the devil, and in the bloody mist, a series of screams sounded one after another. The devil who was shot lost his center of gravity and rolled down the gentle slope.

One magazine was emptied, and there were only three devils left in the infantry unit. They evaded in panic and fell to the ground, fighting back in the direction of the bunker.

The swishing bullets splashed the grass near the bunker, but they did not pose any threat to the guerrilla brothers in the bunker.

The machine gunner who replaced the new magazine lowered the muzzle of the gun again and pulled the trigger, and a fountain of blood flew up, and the three devils lying on the ground were beaten into a sieve.

On the entire defense line, the same massacre was happening. After many devils took a lot of effort to capture a defensive position, they were beaten to death by the guerrilla brothers in the nearby hidden fortifications before they had time to cheer. , The position just captured changed hands again.

"Report, the third company's position has lost two places, and the third company has retreated to the second defense!"

"All the positions of the eighth company have fallen, and the brothers have retreated!"

"A devil's team has broken through the second line of defense of the fifth company..."

"An infantry squadron of devils has already crossed the Xiaoling River on the right, trying to outflank our rear."

The wounded soldiers at the front were sent down continuously along the traffic trenches, accompanied by news that the front continued to fall.

Although the guerrillas deployed a lot of deep defenses, the battle lasted less than two hours in the face of the devils pressing on the whole line, and the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas had already been beaten back several lines of defense.

If it weren't for the bunkers, machine gun forts, and intricate field fortifications to delay the devil's offensive, the entire defense line has collapsed now.

Fortunately, the guerrillas are no longer the rabble with poor weapons and equipment. Now the defense and transfer are advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, covering each other. Although the devils pressed up across the board, the guerrillas were not defeated. while playing.

"It seems that we have underestimated the devil's combat power. The attack strength of this brigade is too strong. If we don't prepare in advance, it's hard to say whether we will win or lose." The situation of the battle, I have lingering fears.

"If it was a year ago, let alone a devil brigade, even a squadron would be enough for us."

The first battalion commander, Blacksmith, pointedly pointed out the fact that the devils' combat effectiveness had seriously declined.

The large number of veterans in the early days of the devils have been exhausted in previous battles. Many of the devils' troops that are now on the battlefield are newly recruited, and their combat effectiveness is naturally not as good as before.

A year ago, a squadron of devils dared to launch an attack on a regiment of Chinese troops, and even dared to divide the troops boldly. At that time, the devils' arrogance was extremely arrogant.

However, the Chinese army wiped out more than 1 devils in Taierzhuang at the cost of several times the loss, and wiped out another division in Wanjialing, finally suppressing the arrogance of the devils.

As the battle line stretched, the devil's main force was confronting the Chinese field forces head-on. The occupied area was filled with security forces, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. This was why Yang Ling and the others had won consecutive battles.

Because it is equivalent to using the combat soldiers to fight with the devils who are equivalent to the strength of the heavy soldiers. If they lose the battle again, they might as well wipe their necks themselves.

"After fighting for two hours, the devil's energy is almost exhausted. Our reserve team brothers have come to ask for a fight several times. If we don't order to fight back, those brothers may not be able to bear it and will kill themselves." Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Feng came over with a ghost knife in his hand and said.

"Damn, it's against the sky. Without my order, who dares to act rashly, I won't skin him!" Shen Biao, the commander of the third battalion, warned viciously.

"Brothers are very enthusiastic about fighting. Deputy Battalion Commander Luo, go and tell the brothers to get them ready to fight. When the devils rush to the fifth defense, they will fight back. Don't be lax when the time comes."

"Yes!" Deputy Battalion Commander Luo Feng responded, then turned around and strode towards the hidden standby place of the reserve team.

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The devil's attack was indeed fierce at the beginning. Under the roar of the commanders at all levels, they desperately rushed towards the defense line of the defenders.

They paid some price to take down the first-line position of the defenders, and then rushed to the second-line position without stopping.

Although they were attacked by those hidden bunker machine gun fire points and sniper rifles between the first and second lines, the devils did not stop because of the casualties, and the second line of defense was also captured by them.

But to the despair of the devils, when they broke through the second line of defense, they found that there was a third line of defense not far from them, and the defenders there were actively preparing to fight.

The combat goal of the Pingshan Brigade was to capture Jieshou Town, so the aggressive commanders once again commanded the exhausted soldiers to rush towards the newly discovered line of defense.

The battlefield has been spreading in depth. Under the attack of the devil soldiers, the guerrilla corps seems to be retreating steadily, as if defeating them is just a matter of the next second.

The devil also held his breath, and kept beating the guerrillas who moved and retreated.

But the devils soon discovered that those guerrillas that seemed about to be defeated and wiped out by them always retained a little combat power, like dead but not stiff centipedes, and would attack them on a new line of defense. check.

The ghost soldiers had already put all their eggs in one basket, and did not reserve any reserve team. Their purpose was to crush the guerrilla troops on the opposite side with a powerful blow and defeat them in one fell swoop.

But now the devils miscalculated. The guerrillas relied on the preset defense line to block the attack. Not only did the attacking devils suffer heavy losses, but also the screaming devils had exhausted their strength during the two hours of fighting.

"Kill Gaigai..."

Although the shouts of the devil commanders sounded from time to time on the battlefield, they seemed weak.

In the past 24 hours, the ghost soldiers have hardly had any effective rest, and now they are pressing on the whole line, which is just a burst of anger.

However, the guerrilla's block after layer had almost exhausted the devil's anger. Now the devil is still fighting forward, which is completely a subconscious tactical behavior.

Because there are still enemies ahead, before getting the commander's order, it is natural to have to attack forward.

The ghost soldier Suzuki Takeshi, who was wearing a bloated cotton coat, lay sideways on the edge of a scorched trench, his legs were as heavy as lead. He was like a fish out of water, panting heavily, trying to breathe fresh air.

However, gunpowder smoke was floating everywhere on the battlefield, and what was breathed into his lungs was also gunpowder smoke, which undoubtedly added to his burden.

"Da da da!"

The machine gunner replaced the scrapped barrel and fired again. He could see a row of mud columns rising from the guerrilla trenches ahead.

As soon as the machine guns fired, their infantry had to take the opportunity to rush upwards, almost mechanically. Takeshi Suzuki and more than 20 devils held bayonets to pull out the occupied trench and charged towards another trench more than 100 meters away.

Perhaps because of being too tired, Takeshi Suzuki supported the upper edge of the trench with one hand and did not turn over. His arm was too weak, so he had to adjust his posture and climb out of the trench instead of jumping out of the trench nimbly.

"Give me your hand!" Seeing that Suzuki Takeshi hadn't jumped out of the trench, a ghost soldier gave Suzuki Takeshi a hand and pulled Suzuki Takeshi out of the trench.

"Thank you..." Suzuki Takeshi looked at this strange comrade-in-arms and said thanks.

Suzuki Takeshi's infantry unit has all been killed, and now this infantry unit is temporarily formed by the survivors of the three units.

"puff!"

Before Suzuki Takeshi's words fell, a bullet pierced the head of the devil soldier who pulled him, and the smile on the devil soldier's face froze.