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

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

A few more bayonets were stabbed into the body, the one-eyed company commander's face was full of pain, and finally he let out a roar of unwillingness, and rushed forward to think of the devil, the bayonet sank into the body with the barrel, and his burly body fell on the river full of blood. inside.

Text Chapter 120 Four Veterans

The sky was gray and gloomy, and although it was just after lunch, it seemed to be getting dark, and the mood of the brothers in the Subei Corps who were in charge of stopping the devils along the way was as gloomy as this day.

The devils came out in full force, although the North Jiangsu Corps had previously organized people to dig up the roads and tear down the bridges, trying to slow down the speed of the devils' northward advance as much as possible.

But the little devils were not vegetarians either. Their troops abandoned their trucks and carried weapons and ammunition on pack horses, and marched northward on foot.

Shen Biao, the commander of the [-]rd Battalion of the North Subei Corps who was in charge of delaying and blocking the devils on the southern line, was frowning. Although they planted mines along the way, fired cold shots, and even set up blocking positions on many river banks for small-scale blocking battles.

But in the face of the mighty devil army, everything they did seemed so powerless. They lost almost 200 brothers in just one morning, and the devils were still moving forward.

At this speed, I'm afraid the devil's troops will be able to break into Jieshou before it gets dark, and once the devils break into Jieshou, they will establish a bridgehead.

Then the devil's weapons and ammunition can be continuously transported along the canal to Jieshou Wharf through the waterway. When the time comes to face the strong devil's army, the Northern Subei Corps will face an unprecedented crisis.

"The devils must be kept south of Jieshou!"

Shen Biao, the commander of the third battalion, decided to go all out. Since cold shots could not stop the devils from attacking, they could only fight head-on, hoping to buy more time for the troops going south and let them rebuild their defense line in Jieshou.

"Every one of the devils in the company will complete the task for one or two hours! Once the two hours are up, you can withdraw!"

Soon, Shen Biao, the commander of the third battalion, gathered up the troops who were scattered and sniped at the devils again. They had to fight hard now, otherwise they would not be able to hold back those devils who were bent on going north.

"Are the missions clear?" Shen Biao asked in a deep voice, looking at the serious-looking company commanders and deputy company commanders.

In the morning, the One-Eyed Company Commander had already died during the blocking, and now these company commanders and deputy company commanders also knew that this was a deadly battle, and they had no choice.

"Battalion Commander, I don't know if I can block it for two hours, but if you want to move forward, the little devil has to step over our corpses!"

The eyes of the pockmarked second company commander were full of determination, and he already had the will to die.

"We're not even cowards, we fight one by one, and let the little devils know how powerful our Shandong men are!"

The old Shandong urn of the machine gun company slapped his chest loudly.

The company commanders expressed their opinions one after another, followed by the platoon leaders swearing in blood. Everyone knew that this was a tough battle related to the life and death of the Subei Corps, and they had to fight.

"Okay, they're all resounding men! If we're alive, we'll drink celebration wine, and if we're dead, we'll beat devils together!"

Seeing that the brothers are not afraid of death, the third battalion commander Shen Biao's heart is full of enthusiasm. To be able to fight side by side with these brothers and blood-stain the battlefield, this life is enough.

Without any rhetoric, without loud gongs and drums, the assembled brothers, led by their respective company and platoon leaders, silently entered the pre-built blocking positions everywhere.

The brothers in each platoon guarded a position, and the brothers in the entire battalion were distributed in positions several miles deep to stop the devils and slow down the speed of the devils' northward advance.

The flying flag of the blue sky and white sun was planted at the front of the position. There was an infantry squad guarding the outpost. The brothers were lying in their respective foxholes, quietly waiting for the devils to come.

In this plain area with dense river networks in Jiangsu, it is impossible to fight a blocking war in those dangerous mountainous areas. There is almost no danger to defend here.

The only thing the brothers can rely on is the criss-crossing rivers and the trenches dug to the top.

Although the relentless attack could cause certain casualties to the devils, compared to the mighty army of the devils, that little loss was almost negligible.

In order to hold back the devil's northward advance, the brothers had to bite the bullet and fight head-on. Although they knew that it was a gnat that shook the tree, none of the brothers retreated.

From Shanghai to Nanjing, from Xuzhou to Wuhan, every battle between the Chinese army and the little devils is the life and death struggle of this nation, and now the brothers know that it is their turn now, this is the fate of the soldiers, from putting on the uniform It was decided at that moment that they were destined to shed the last drop of blood for this land.

"Are you afraid?"

The squad leader of the outpost squad was honest and honest, but he was a real veteran. His eyes swept over the immature faces of the brothers lying in the foxholes on the left and right, and he asked slowly.

The brothers in this class are all soldiers from northern Jiangsu. Most of the young people in their 20s, because of long-term malnutrition, they look thin and small, like teenage children.

"Squad leader, I'm a little scared..." Seeing the silence of the crowd, a brother said with trembling lips.

Since the Qing Dynasty, warlords and bandits have fought against each other, and now they have to resist aggression. The flames of war in China have never stopped. This generation almost grew up in the flames of war. They have seen too much life and death. At this moment, they have to Stepping onto the battlefield and fighting the devils desperately, saying that I am not afraid is a lie.

Listening to this brother's words, the rest of the brothers in the class were all sweating for him. To say that they were afraid at this juncture meant that they wanted to become deserters, and they would be shot.

"It's right to be afraid. I was also afraid when I went to the battlefield. When I heard the gunshots, I was terrified."

The veteran squad leader did not want to use military law to suppress people as expected, but leaned on the foxhole and took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and generously pulled out one by one and threw it at the brothers.

"But I'm afraid there is nothing we can do. If we soldiers stop fighting, then our parents, brothers and sisters behind us will be harmed by little devils, so we will fight even if we are afraid!" The veteran squad leader lit a stick for himself. cigarette.

"When our ancestors planted crops on this land, the little devils didn't know which woods and ravines they were savages. Our ancestors taught them to be human, and they also thought they were human beings. Now the little devils grow up on their own. When Gao grows up, he will use guns to rob the land left by our ancestors, do you think this will work?" The veteran squad leader spoke eloquently as if telling a story.

These young juniors listened carefully, thinking that the little devil was the white-eyed wolf who had learned Chinese things and wanted to rob China's land in turn.

"The things left by our ancestors can't be easily given to others. Since ancient times, there have been people who ride animals, and there are no animals who ride people. The little devil wants to dominate our heads and steal our things. They That was a miscalculation."

"The little devil wants to grab our Chinese land, so let's fight!" A brother clenched his fists and said.

The veteran nodded and said, "Yes, don't look at the brats being arrogant now, but Officer Yang said that as long as all [-] of us Chinese unite to fight the brats, even if we exchange one for another, the brats won't be able to afford it."

"The old ancestors are watching us from the sky. We can't embarrass the old ancestors. When the little devils come up, they will risk their lives to beat me to death, and let the little devils know that we Chinese men are not cowards. If they want to rob us of our land, they will trade their lives for it!" The old soldier took a deep puff of his cigarette and said murderously.

Text 120 Chapter [-] Bait

The devil's vanguard troops appeared in the sight of their brothers with the military flag on their bayonets.

Looking at the shadowy ghost soldiers who appeared after pulling away from the skirmish line, the atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense.

"The devil is here, ready to fight!"

The veteran squad leader took a deep puff of the last cigarette, took it out of his mouth, screwed it deeply into the soil, and then grabbed his [-] rifle and put it in front of him.

And the brothers in the nearby foxholes all panted heavily, pulled the bolts of the guns and sent the bullets into the chambers, and then began to aim at the vague figures of devils.

There were not many devil soldiers, just over a hundred. They were scattered and scattered. They were stained with dirty blood.

Lieutenant Guizi, who was walking in front, saw the blue sky and white sun flag flying on the dirt bag not far away. He stopped and gestured to the troops behind.

The devil's vanguards advancing in a skirmish line squatted down on the spot one after another, with their black muzzles pointing forward, and the machine gun team quickly occupied a favorable position and set up their light machine guns.

Lieutenant Guizi crossed his legs, raised the Cao Changjing hanging around his neck, and observed the Chinese army position in front.

In the devil's mirror of Cao Chang, the positions of the Chinese army in front of him can be seen at a glance. The Chinese army has built a position on the ridge line of a hill, and the Chinese officers and soldiers who are ready to attack can be clearly seen.

I can't see clearly behind the ridgeline of the hill, and I don't know how many people are hiding behind, or whether there is a position.

Soon, Lieutenant Guizi put down Cao Changjing. He had already judged through his own observation that this was a small Chinese force that was blocking them head-on.

"A small group of China's army is found blocking the position ahead, requesting shelling!"