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

Therefore, the fighting in the core area was the cruelest and most intense, and the devils rushed in from other attacking directions.

But the battlefield for fighting is like a bottomless pit, swallowing devil infantry units and infantry squads into it.

Even the Devil Artillery Squadron, which had been behind all the time, had to rush forward with their weapons in hand. They tried to disperse and defeat the guerrillas.

But until now, the guerrilla officers and soldiers who seemed to be crumbling were still fighting each other. Every wave of devil soldiers who rushed up was quickly dispersed, and then there was a melee.

Ping Shan, the captain of the Devils, was furious in the face of the cruel battlefield, but at the same time, he felt chills on his back. When did the Chinese army have such a powerful force, it was even comparable to them.

Moreover, they were extremely uncomfortable with the suicidal attack style of fighting for their lives as soon as they came up. These troops composed of devil supplementary soldiers and heavy soldiers did not have strong fighting will, and they really wanted to distance themselves from the guerrillas. They fought with guns, but they couldn't keep a distance at all.

Because once they retreated, the guerrilla officers and soldiers pressed up against their buttocks. During the half an hour of fierce fighting between the two sides, although the devils continued to invest in troops, the entire battlefield moved southward by at least one mile. .

The troops that have always been invincible were hit back by the Chinese army for a mile in the stabbing. Some people may not believe it when they say it, but it is the truth.

Many people on both sides were fighting on the soft and slippery corpses. Sometimes the devils had just gained the upper hand and assembled a part of their troops, but they would soon be blown away by the guerrilla officers and soldiers holding military detonators.

The commanders of many devils were overturned and killed in the explosion of these grenades and explosives. It was even more difficult for the devils who lost their commanders to gather and could only fight against the guerrillas.

Rivers of blood had already been killed at the core of the battlefield, broken bayonets and corpses covered the ground with a thick layer, and the two sides that had been killed and separated were still pounced on each other.

Shen Biao, the commander of the guerrilla battalion, was slashed in the arm and stabbed in the thigh. There were holes all over his body, and through the broken pieces of cloth, he could see the blood seeping inside.

But the injured Shen Biao became more fierce, rampaging like an enraged beast, and the devil couldn't stop him.

"Ah!" A ghost rushed towards the injured Shen Biao ferociously, thinking he had picked up a soft persimmon.

But this unlucky little devil made a wrong judgment, the bayonet he stabbed fiercely missed, and immediately his face was smashed to blood by the butt of the gun swung by Shen Biao.

The devil screamed and rolled in a pool of blood, and the sharp bayonet fell quickly, piercing into the devil's heart.

Another devil rushed over, and the bayonet brushed against the flesh under Shen Biao's ribs. The cold blade brought out blood, and Shen Biao rolled in a pool of blood.

The yelling devil failed in the sneak attack, and was about to stab down with the bayonet held high. However, Shen Biao exhausted his strength after killing the previous devil. At this moment, his hands were limp.

Just when the devil's bayonet was about to fall, there was a puff, the blade flashed past, the devil's hideous head flew out like a ball, a bloody arrow shot out, and the headless body slid towards the ditch beside it. fall.

"Old Shen, are you okay!"

Luo Feng, the deputy battalion commander with blood on his face, rushed over with a ghost knife in his hand, and helped Shen Biao, who was limp, to sit up.

"No, it's okay." Battalion Commander Shen Biao gasped heavily, he was still in shock after escaping from death.

"Go, I'll carry you to the back."

"Leave me alone, bring the brothers forward to kill, the little devil can't hold it anymore!" Shen Biao pushed Luo Feng away to hold his hand.

"Then be careful yourself." Luo Feng looked at Shen Biao, who had lost his strength, and after a word of advice, he stood up again and rushed towards the nearest battle group with a knife in his hand.

But Shen Biao really didn't have the strength to stand up, so he pulled out a [-] rifle from under the corpse of a devil, and began to lie on the corpse and shoot the devil who was alone.

The guerrillas of the two battalions actually collided head-on with a brigade of devils, not only blocked the waves of devils' counterattacks, but also beat the little devils to death and wounded in a desperate way, making the little devils terrified.

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The company commander Zhang Hao's hat was nowhere to be found, his legs were as heavy as lead, and he was still roaring like a wild beast.

"Come on! Brothers, come on with me!"

Zhang Hao was still shouting hysterically. Not far in front of him, another group of devils rushed forward. These devils were all handy soldiers.

A brigade of devils had been crippled by the brothers of the guerrilla corps, and the captain of the devils had no choice but to send up all those who could fight.

The stubborn captain of the devils, Takashi Hirayama, has gone crazy, trying to win this life-and-death battle even if he wants to wipe out all the troops.

These devil's orderly soldiers were not combatants in the first place, and they rushed forward stepping on the limp corpses on the ground. They were very scared, and they could only use shouts to dispel the fear of those guerrillas in their hearts, and bite the bullet and attack.

The company commander Zhang Hao was shouting, but there was no response from around. He had already led the team to penetrate the battlefield, but all his brothers fell down.

He looked back, on the battlefield shrouded in gunpowder smoke, there was not a single brother around him, and there were corpses strewn all over the field behind him.

There were still shouts of killing and explosions in the distance, but the continuous fighting had expanded the battlefield. He saw a few blood men blowing up in the distance with a bang, and no one got up.

What about his brothers?What about the more than 160 brothers in my company?Are they all dead?

Zhang Hao supported his body on the ground with his rifle to prevent himself from falling down. He was looking around, but on the smoky battlefield, all he could see were corpses.

There were still shouts of killing in the distance. Zhang Hao finally guessed that his brothers must have been scattered in the scuffle, and they must still be alive.

The army composed of dozens of devils and miscellaneous soldiers also saw Zhang Hao. The distance between the two sides was only more than a hundred meters. Seeing the cold gaze of the blood man standing there, the teeth of the devils were chattering. How many people would have to be killed? It will be covered in blood.

"Kill him!"

The second lieutenant Guizi who led the team frightened them to a halt when they saw an officer and soldier of the guerrillas, and roared angrily.

Some devils reacted, watching Zhang Hao who was walking towards them step by step raised the rifle in his hand, his finger was already on the trigger.

They really don't want to fight with such Chinese officers and soldiers who are not afraid of death. Their courage has been blown away by the guerrillas charging with grenades.

"Use a bayonet!"

Seeing that Zhang Hao dared to walk towards them alone, the devil's second lieutenant felt that he was being provoked, and waved his subordinates to put down their guns.

"ah!"

The devils glanced at each other, roared, and rushed towards Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao looked at the little devils who were rushing up. He endured the pain bleeding all over his body, and a fierce light appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then he stood firm and waited for the devils to charge over.

Seeing Zhang Hao standing still, these devils became more courageous after making sure that there was no grenade hanging from Zhang Hao's body.

They raised their bayonets and stabbed at different parts of Zhang Hao. No matter how fierce Zhang Hao was, it was inevitable that so many bayonets were stabbed at the chest, thighs and sideways at the same time.

But in fact, Zhang Hao didn't want to avoid it. He kept staring coldly at the little devil in the front, and now he just wanted to pull a back.

Several bayonets came from different directions, and Zhang Hao had nowhere to hide. He didn't wait for the devil to stab the bayonet, and rushed towards his target like a beast.

The devil saw the grinning Zhang Hao rushing towards him, and wanted to turn around to avoid it, but Zhang Hao had already thrown him to the ground from behind.

The devils around didn't expect that Zhang Hao, who looked like a blood man, had the strength to attack. They were also shocked and stabbed out the bayonet in their hands.

But Zhang Hao stabbed the bayonet into his body without hesitation, and he used his last strength to stab the devil who was thrown down by him.

"what!"

The bayonet tightly held in Zhang Hao's hand kept slamming down, and the devil who was thrown by Zhang Hao let out a miserable howl in severe pain, but he couldn't get out of his struggle.

The other devils kept stabbing, pulling out, stabbing again, trying to rescue their companions from Zhang Hao's hands.