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

The devil was stabbing Zhang Hao with a bayonet, and Zhang Hao was struggling to stab the devil who was pressed on the ground by him. Soon the devil's screams ended, and Zhang Hao was stabbed with more than ten transparent blood holes all over his body.

When the ghost soldiers hurriedly dragged Zhang Hao away, their companion had already died.

"Bagaya Road!"

Seeing Zhang Hao who would rather die than pull a back, the ghost soldiers screamed angrily, but they were also shocked by Zhang Hao's desperate style of play.

They don't know how many people like this Chinese soldier are on this battlefield, but they feel unprecedented fear and doubts about the future for the first time. Can they really conquer China?

Although the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas fought the devils with blood and courage, there were fewer and fewer guerrilla officers and soldiers who could stand on many small battlefields.

Although the little devils were killed and blood flowed into rivers, many little devils survived the initial time and have adapted to the ferocious attacks of the guerrillas. Many of their sub-units began to fight back to back, and even began to gain the upper hand.

Although the guerrillas are very brave, they have to admit the fact that the little devil's physical fitness is much better than that of the guerrillas.

The little devil eats well and is nutritious every meal, so he doesn't worry about eating at all, so each of them grows strong, with good explosive power and endurance.

However, although the guerrilla officers and soldiers have improved their food during this period of time, due to long-term malnutrition, their physical fitness is still no match for the devils.

Especially in such life-and-death hand-to-hand combat, the consumption of physical strength is even greater. Many guerrilla officers and soldiers lose their strength after fighting, while the devils are still alive and well.

Although the number of guerrillas is still large, their combat effectiveness is constantly declining, while the devils remain stable.

An infantry detachment of devils was surrounded back to back by dozens of guerrilla officers and soldiers, but the devils were as smelly and hard as stones in a latrine. brothers.

The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas were already exhausted and collapsed. Many of them rolled on the ground and couldn't get up limp. They could only find rifles on the spot and shoot long-range.

Although the devils still had the strength to fight, they were scattered on the battlefield several kilometers around, and they couldn't gain an advantage for a while.

The two sides quickly fought from hand-to-hand combat to gun battle, but the bullets were quickly run out again, and the two sides scuffled together again.

"Kill!"

Just as the brothers of the guerrillas were clenching their teeth and fighting the little devil on the battlefield, there was a loud shout of killing in the distance.

The officers and soldiers of the reserve battalion, who were sweating profusely, finally arrived at the battlefield. After receiving the order, they almost didn't breathe, and ran all the way here.

Because they arranged field fortifications in various places behind, originally waiting for the brothers in front to stop and consume the devils layer by layer, and they took turns to fight the devils.

But I didn't expect that the troops in front and the devils would fight fiercely from the very beginning. The brothers in the reserve battalion had to gather urgently, and then reinforcements came up.

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The brothers in the reserve battalion of the Subei Corps entered the battlefield almost without taking a breath, because they knew that the brothers in front were fighting the devils, and they had to go up to help.

Although the brothers in the preparatory battalion knew that their brothers and the devils fought badly, they didn't realize what kind of a sea of ​​corpses and blood they were when they stepped onto the battlefield.

At the beginning, there were only two or three corpses scattered in the fields, trenches and ditches. There were brothers from the guerrilla corps and ghost soldiers in cotton clothes.

The brothers who came up as reinforcements trotted towards the core area of ​​the battlefield, while leaving some people to scatter to see if there were any fallen brothers alive.

But they ran forward for less than a kilometer, and a strong smell of blood enveloped them, and piles of corpses had already appeared around them.

Many corpses were scattered around the bomb crater in a radial pattern, and many corpses were so bloody and bloody that it was difficult to identify them.

The closer they got to the center of the battlefield, the more tragic the battle was. Many brothers and devils had scuffled and died, but they were still staring with anger on their faces.

The scorched soil and the densely packed corpses around the red-stained ditches, brothers from the two battalions fought bloody battles with the devils on this land.

"boom!"

Sporadic gunshots were still coming from the gunpowder smoke ahead, many of the brothers who rushed forward were dead, and the remaining devils were searching for survivors.

"Brothers! Let me go there!" Zheng Gang, the commander of the First Battalion of the Reserve Battalion, with his eyes flushed, threw off his steps and ran towards the place where the gunshots were fired.

The battalion commander of the first battalion of the reserve battalion, Zheng Gang, was originally the deputy battalion commander of the main battalion of the corps, and many brothers in the bloody battle were life and death robes.

Along the way, he saw many familiar faces lying in a pool of blood and dying in battle. His face was full of vengeful anger. He wanted to avenge his brothers!

"Reinforcements...our reinforcements..."

Seeing the brothers of the reserve battalion appearing on the battlefield like a tide, many guerrilla officers and soldiers who were caught in a hard battle shed tears of excitement as if they saw light in the dark.

And seeing the reinforcements coming, those brothers who had been fighting against the devils couldn't hold it anymore, and they collapsed on the ground one by one, wiping their tears while watching these energetic brothers walk from them He crossed over and rushed towards the devil.

The devils who were exhausted also fought fiercely in the melee, each of them staggered as if they were drunk, and they were still moving slowly towards the guerrillas, they were still attacking.

But when they heard the loud shouts of killing coming from the front, and the angry guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing out of the gunpowder, they were stunned.

Ghost Private Suzuki Takeshi looked at the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing to kill him, and his mentality collapsed after he had been fighting hard.

Why are there so many Chinese officers and soldiers?Where did they come from?

"Bang bang bang..."

Seeing more than a dozen little devils covered in blood appearing in front of them, the brothers in the preparatory battalion hardly hesitated and beat them as soon as they grabbed them.

A row of bullets roared out of the muzzle, accompanied by the muffled sound of the bullets entering the flesh, blood spattered, and the devils who were stunned in place were shot and fell to the ground one after another.

The muffled gunshots finally awakened Guizibing from his shock. Seeing the guerrillas rushing down like a tiger, he no longer had the slightest belief in resistance. He just wanted to escape, so he quickly escaped here.

Like Suzuki Takeshi, the few remaining devil soldiers started to flee towards the distance, while the officers and soldiers of the reserve battalion shot from behind.

However, the officers and soldiers of the reserve battalion were all reorganized from the local armed forces in the Huaiyin area. They lacked training and their shooting accuracy was terribly poor.

Facing the little devil who was fleeing more than a hundred meters away, the bullets splattered the mud, but they missed anyone, and the platoon leader who led the team was so angry that he cursed.

Regardless of whether the marksmanship of the brothers in the reserve battalion is good or bad, their appearance on the battlefield is undoubtedly a heavy hammer for the little devil who has been fighting hard for so long.

"Report, there are a large number of Chinese troops in front, and the third infantry squadron has been defeated..."

When a blood-stained little devil stumbled to the leader of the devil's battalion, Jing Ping Shan, and reported the news of the arrival of the guerrilla reinforcements, Jing Ping Shan hardly fainted.

They threw all their troops into the battlefield. He thought that the opponent was the main force of the guerrilla corps.

But after fighting in a daze for a long time, it seemed that the opponent was about to be completely wiped out, and suddenly found that it was only a part of the opponent's force, and the opponent's main force had been standing still in the distance.

Can the exhausted army be able to stop the opponent's new force? Without even thinking about it, the answer is no.

Their troops have been fighting since last night until it was dark now, almost a day and a night. They have suffered heavy losses and are no longer able to continue fighting.

"Report, a large group of Chinese troops have been found on the flanks, and they are moving towards my rear..." Soon, another ghost soldier who had been wandering around the edge of the battlefield reported new news.

"Your Excellency, Captain, retreat quickly. If you don't retreat, our brigade will be in danger of being surrounded!" The devil's combat staff officer looked at the captain Jing Hirayama for a long time without speaking, and couldn't help but said.

Now they all understand that the troops no longer have any combat effectiveness, and now that the guerrilla corps has new troops on the battlefield, that will be the last straw that crushes them.

"Withdraw! Immediately withdraw to Daqiao Village!"