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

Text Chapter 120 Cold Gun

"The little devil is coming!"

A skinny brother took a shortcut, and under the cover of a clump of weeds, he ran quickly to a mound dug with foxholes and lay down on his stomach.

"how many?"

Near this mound are three foxholes in the shape of a character. Three brothers wrapped in bloated cotton clothes guard here. The distance from here is only about 150 meters.

"Before we left, there were forty or fifty soldiers sitting in three-wheeled carts. There were too many troops behind us, and we couldn't see the end at a glance." The investigating brother said nervously.

This time, the devil Gaoyou's army almost came out in full force. It was the first time this brother had seen such a huge army of devils.

"Little devil is going to desperately, you son of a bitch." A brother spat out the grass roots in his mouth, grabbed his gun and clicked the bullets to load.

"Brothers, it's the old rule, one person per person, take aim and hit, and leave when you're done." The brother greeted the brothers in the two foxholes on the left and right.

"Look well, and see if I don't knock off the little devil's head for a chamber pot today."

The brother in the foxhole on the left loaded the bullet with a sneer on his face, set up his rifle, and pointed the dark muzzle at the slightly trembling road.

"What are you still doing in a daze, pass on the situation quickly."

The brother who was watching the investigation was still lying there nervously looking at the other end of the road, the leader of the three-member guerrilla team urged angrily.

"Then take it easy and leave after the fight. Don't be caught by the devils. There is no one here to rescue you." The investigating brother said worriedly.

"I said why are you so wordy, hurry up and don't interfere with our fight against devils." The leader of the guerrilla group said impatiently.

The investigating brother looked at the billowing smoke and dust in the distance, turned around and quickly moved towards another attacking position behind.

This area has long been sent by the North Jiangsu Corps to build countless field fortifications and foxholes.

Yang Ling also expected that the devils would become angry and launch a retaliatory attack northward when they learned that they had beaten Baoying.

So the task Yang Ling gave Shen Biao and the others was to rely on the deep field fortifications to block the enemy and slow down the devil's speed after completing the feint attack.

As long as their northern troops return to aid in time, then with his means, when the guerrilla troops use guerrilla tactics such as outflanking, night raids, and blocking the devils' retreat, the devils will have to pull out their skins if they don't die.

Although the devil army is strong, Yang Ling really didn't pay attention to it. The arrogant devil army is an elephant. It looks strong, but it also exposes its huge body. If you want to deal with them, you just have to It's enough to keep bleeding them, there are always times when the devils can't bear it.

And now the brothers under Shen Biao, the commander of the third battalion, have dispersed into combat groups one by one, and began to carry out their bloodletting tasks.

The devil soldiers have a high level of mechanization. Where there are roads, most of the time they ride in cars. This time their forward troops are still the same, and they are all mechanized and rush north.

The devil's vanguard team rode on the side three-wheeler, and the wheels were still spinning fast on the potholed road, and the devils on the bumpy car almost jumped out.

Seeing these devils speeding along the highway with three wheels, the brothers who were ambushing in the foxholes were envious, thinking that if they captured a devil's car, they would also enjoy the feeling of enjoying the ride.

But they quickly dismissed this idea, because even if they were captured, they would not drive, and they were destined not to enjoy the blessing of taking the car.

The leader of the guerrilla team watched the three-wheeled vehicle headed by the Devil's vanguard team whizzing past the bare tree trunk, and yanked the rope in his hand.

The [-]kg pull-type landmine buried on the road exploded with such a jerk by the rope.

"Boom!"

Amidst the explosions of gunpowder smoke and dust, a devil's three-wheeled motorcycle that just passed by suddenly soared into the air, and fell heavily into the ditch beside the road in the violent air waves, smashing the mud splatter.

The three-wheeled driver next to the devil and the other two devils on board were also slammed into the air. The iron nails and crushed stones mixed in the landmine were extremely lethal in the powerful explosion. After the three devils landed, they died There is a movement, and there is more than good luck.

"There are Chinese people!"

"hidden!"

The devil's vanguard squad was suddenly attacked. Accompanied by the sound of screeching brakes, this group of devil soldiers who were riding on the side three wheels as the vanguard got out of the car in a panic and rushed towards the weeds on both sides of the road, trying to hide fight back.

"boom!"

The muzzle of the gun jumped violently, the shoulder against the butt of the gun was numb, and the bullets whizzed out along the rifling.

"puff!"

A devil who had just jumped off the side three rounds was knocked sideways by a bullet before he could take two steps, and the bullet pierced his chest through a transparent hole.

Under the impact of the bullet, the devil staggered and tried to stand still, but in the end he had no strength to support himself, and fell to the ground with a thud, billowing up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Bang! Bang!"

The brothers in the other two foxholes also shot at almost the same time. Two roaring bullets crashed into the group of devils with the breath of death, splashing two blood flowers, and two more devils fell down. land.

The brothers in this guerrilla team are all veterans. They fought steadily and relentlessly, and almost all of them hit the target first. The leader of the guerrilla team gave the other two brothers a thumbs up.

"Puff puff!"

One of the devil's three-wheeled motorcycles had already turned around, and the devil's machine gunner on the car was shooting bullets one by one in the direction of the foxhole, and pillars of mud rose up.

"go!"

The leader of the guerrilla team saw more than 20 devils with guns on the road rushing over screaming, without stopping, and started running with their guns.

The little devils always rely on the road to march, as long as they don't get bitten by the little devil's bullets, then the little devils generally will not leave the road too far in pursuit.

Panting heavily, the three brothers ran away from the road, bullets whizzed past them, and more than 20 chasing devils ran very fast.

But the brothers were not ambiguous, they used all their strength to escape for their lives. After running for more than ten minutes, the bullets chasing them had disappeared. Seeing that they could not catch up, the devils thought they were unlucky and returned highway.

"The devil is gone."

A brother glanced back and saw that the devils in the distance had stopped, yelling and cursing, and quickly turned back.

"Whirring whirring--"

The three brothers watched the little devil retreat to the road, bent over with his hands on his knees, panted heavily, looked at each other, and laughed loudly, thankful that he escaped the devil's pursuit, and also glad that the first attack was successful.

"Go, change to another place."

The success of ambushing the devil made the brothers smile, and they walked more briskly.

When they were rushing to the next attack site, there were rumbling explosions and crackling gunshots from the direction of the road, which was the rest of the brothers starting to fight.

Chapter 120 of the main text: Bash!

"Captain, my forward troops have been continuously attacked by the Chinese army and have suffered heavy losses."

Shen Biao knew that just relying on a few hundred of them to fight recklessly was no match for the little devil, it was no different from a gnat shaking a tree.

Now hundreds of brothers in the entire battalion are fighting scatteredly, hiding far away from the attack on both sides of the road where the devils are advancing. It seems that the scale of the battle is not large, but they have caused a lot of damage to the devils in a short period of time.