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

"Yes!"

When the North Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps and the devils were fighting in the city, Watanabe Shouichi, the leader of the devils in Gaoyou, also received a telegram that Baoying was attacked on a large scale.

"Encountered a large-scale attack by the Chinese army?"

Watanabe Shouyi, the leader of the devil's detachment, fell into deep thought with the telegram.

Now that the main force of the Subei Guerrilla Corps is attacking Gaoyou, how could a large-scale guerrilla force appear outside Baoying City?

He even suspected that it was Baoying's false report, but when he learned that the entire city outside Baoying had been lost, he knew that it was definitely not the combat power that a small guerrilla army could have, and Baoying's defenders would definitely not be so weak and vulnerable.

"Immediately, the Baoying garrison should find out the number of the Chinese army fighting against it as soon as possible!" Commander Watanabe Shouichi ordered.

"Hi Yi!" The devil's staff member hurried over.

The sudden fight on the northern front line made the devil's detachment leader Watanabe Shouichi feel very confused. Because of the lack of intelligence support, it was really difficult for him to judge whether the opponent was a feint or the target was Baoying.

"Immediately send power to the Army Air Corps, requesting to send a reconnaissance plane to detect the enemy's situation after dawn."

This is destined to be a sleepless night. Both the north and the south are fighting at the same time, and the western part of Jiangsu has become a mess. Even the headquarters of the Devil's Central China Dispatch Army in Nanjing and the Sulu Theater Command in southern Shandong were also alarmed.

Text 110 Chapter [-] Hand-to-hand combat

The sky turned pale, the distant fields and houses showed vague outlines, and the ground was covered with a layer of icy frost.

The battle in Baoying City was still going on, and there were teams of officers and soldiers from the Subei Corps running towards the place where the gunshots were fierce.

The streets in the city have become a mess, with blackened traces left over from the battle everywhere, cold and stiff corpses lay dead in the gutters, blood congealed into dark red.

Thick dust and gunpowder smoke enveloped the sky above the city, and billowing black smoke billowed from the burning houses. At this moment, no one cared to put out the fire, and the battle in the city had entered its final moment.

The surviving devils relied on solid buildings to resist. With their superior firepower and tacit cooperation, they firmly blocked the attack of the Chinese army.

The Northern Subei Corps had poured into the city from all directions, and then entered the streets and alleys like mercury pouring down the ground to start fierce street battles with the Japanese and puppet troops.

The machine gun company pulled the [-]-type infantry artillery into the city, aimed at a stubborn building and opened fire.

"put!"

The face of the officer who gave the order was covered with blood and dust, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

"Oh!"

The building that was shooting out in the distance suddenly collapsed in a thunderous explosion, countless rubble and bricks crashed down, thick dust covered the ruins, and screams of pain came over.

"Up! Press up!"

An officer hiding in the corner of the street suddenly raised the box cannon in his hand and shouted, and the two combat teams rushed into the ruins, one left and one right.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

The devils in the ruins had been blown up to be bloody and out of shape by the explosion, and the brothers stabbed the bayonets without hesitation, causing high and low cries of pain, which stopped abruptly, and soon there were brothers in the ruins Made a safe gesture.

The brothers who invaded the city from all walks of life rushed along the streets and alleys of various places like mercury pouring down the ground, and there were continuous large strands of black smoke rising, and the whole city fell into the final contest between the two sides.

"Counterattack! Counterattack! Repel the Chinese!"

The sky gradually became clearer, and the haggard commander of the devils, Captain Hanoi Duanshu, personally organized more than 100 remaining devils and more than 100 puppet troops, and launched a counterattack against the guerrilla brothers along the main road .

"Kill Gaga!"

In the morning smoke, a large number of dusty, blood-stained little devils and puppet soldiers began to counterattack along the street, and the bayonet forest shone coldly.

The devils and the puppet army were full of unwillingness. They encountered a surprise attack at night, but now it was dawn.

They believe that if it is an upright battle, these weak Chinese troops are definitely not their opponents, no matter how many there are.

The devils have their own arrogance, that is, they are arrogant, but they underestimated their opponents, that is, the officers and soldiers of the North Jiangsu Corps. They are a powerful army that rolled out of the blood, and it can be said that they were fed with the blood of the devils.

"Hahaha, little devil, your grandpa is here!"

Seeing that the little devil actually started to counterattack, Liu Jinhu, who was holding a machine gun in his hand and fired out all the bullets, not only did not have any fear, but his eyes showed unprecedented excitement.

"Brothers! The little devil bullied us to commit crimes against us and kill my relatives and sisters, what shall we do!"

Liu Jinhu picked up a dusty rifle, slammed the bayonet into the bayonet mount with a click, and asked loudly to his brothers whose faces were blackened and covered in blood and dust.

"kill!!"

The brothers' answers shook the crumbling walls around them, and dust fell from them. With the sound of clicking, a large forest of bayonets rose up.

"Then let's slaughter all the little devils today! No one will be left alive!"

As Liu Jinhu said, he tore off his bloated cotton coat, revealing his dark and strong body, and his murderous aura surged towards the surroundings as if in essence.

"Kill all the little devils!"

The brothers also followed suit, tearing off their clothes one after another, exuding a fierce aura.

"kill!"

Liu Jinhu looked at the little devils with bayonets and their ferocious faces, roared angrily, and took the lead in stepping on the rubble and ruins everywhere, and charged forward.

The two torrents collided with each other on the street with loud shouts of killing. The devils and guerrilla brothers all glared at each other, and stabbed the bayonets into each other's bodies vigorously.

On the front where the two sides fought hand-to-hand, countless broken limbs flew high in the sprayed blood mist, while the crowd behind the two sides was still surging forward.

The brothers and devils in the front row were stabbed into their bodies by several bayonets almost at the same time. Painful expressions appeared on their faces, and blood foam kept gushing from their mouths.

But the people behind both sides were rushing forward, and their bodies couldn't fall down. In the dense space of the front, there were all glaring bayonets and sprayed blood.

Shouting to kill Zhentian from the front, the brothers at the back couldn't rush to the front, they detoured from the ruins on both sides one after another, and then collided with the devil's detour troops during the detour.

The butt of the gun kept smashing, the bayonet stabbed constantly, Liu Jinhu's shirtless upper body turned blood red, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and he was still fighting fiercely in Dahu.

"Boom!"

Seeing that he couldn't rush up, a brother with a grenade strapped to his body climbed up the broken wall to the roof. Looking at the people fighting together in the street below, he pulled the string and jumped into the place where there were many devils.

More than a dozen grenades exploded almost at the same time, and countless fragments of limbs spewed out in a radial pattern in the explosion smoke, and the people in the center of the explosion had been blown to rotten flesh.

"Little devil, go to hell!"

A brother stabbed a wounded Japanese soldier with a bayonet and nailed him to the blackened wall. The brother roared angrily.

The devil was struggling with pain on his face, but the gurgling blood was dripping down the edge of the bayonet, the devil's struggle was so weak.

"Pfft!"