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

Lieutenant Guizi beckoned to a communication soldier next to him and ordered.

"Hi Yi!"

The devil's communicator bowed his head heavily, then turned around and rushed back quickly.

"Woosh... Boom! Boom!"

Soon, the devil's mortar shells from behind passed over the heads of these devil's vanguard soldiers, and smashed towards the Chinese blocking position in front with a piercing howling sound.

The ground was trembling violently, large groups of dirt and turf were thrown out by the explosion, billowing gunpowder smoke formed a wall of smoke, covering the Chinese position.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, the devil's lieutenant pulled out the saber at his waist and swung it forward.

The ghost soldiers who had already been half-squatting on standby immediately divided into three attack formations, and swooped towards the position shrouded in gunpowder smoke in front, like wolves smelling fishy.

These devils who can be transferred to the vanguard troops are all elites. They swooped forward without shouting, but swooped forward silently.

Other than the sound of hurried footsteps and quick panting, there was only that fierce murderous look.

One by one, the devil soldiers bowed their waists and rushed forward. Their speed was astonishing, and they quickly rushed into the shooting range of the brothers.

The veteran squad leader of the outpost squad raised his head, looked at the crooked and broken flag that was almost toppled by the bombing, and then looked around. The two young men who were chatting and laughing just now had been blown out of the foxhole and their lives were unknown.

The brothers farther away were shrouded in gunpowder smoke and couldn't see clearly, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

But now no matter what it is, the devil has already rushed to him.

Seeing those devils rushing forward one by one, the veteran squad leader shook the dirt off his body, raised his rifle and started aiming.

The running devils were hard to hit. They kept doing tactical moves to avoid shooting. The veteran took aim for half a minute before pulling the trigger.

"boom!"

A devil soldier hunched forward and flew forward was pierced by bullets. The strong impact force of the bullets directly lifted him half a meter away, and then rolled heavily to the ground and howled.

The sudden gunshot frightened the rest of the devils. They didn't expect that there were still living people in the position that had been cleared by the artillery fire, and they all squatted down to fight back.

"Puff puff!"

Bullets swished over, and pillars of smoke rose up, forming a barrage of death, whoever touches it dies, and whoever touches it dies.

The veteran squad leader rolled over to change a shooting position, quickly pushed and loaded the bullet again, and raised his hand at the devil who stood up and rushed forward again, and fired a shot.

The veteran's marksmanship was practiced on the battlefield with the brains of little devils, and his marksmanship was terrifyingly accurate.

A blood hole appeared in the steel helmet of a devil who had just emerged, and immediately his body couldn't stop turning backwards.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Guns were fired from the left and right sides, and the veteran squad leader's gunshots made the brothers who survived the shelling react and started shooting at the devil.

A round of mortar bombardment by the devil soldiers took away most of the brothers in the squad. There were only five soldiers left in the infantry squad of more than ten people.

The devils also knew that there were not many Chinese officers and soldiers alive, and the sparse and pitiful firepower made them courageous, and they did not dodge or sneak around, and started to charge forward with their bayonets straight.

The firepower of the five brothers at the outpost was too sparse, and they couldn't suppress the devils at all, especially as the devils grenadiers and machine guns followed, their situation was even more dangerous.

"Oh!"

A grenade fell, and a brother who was lowering his head to press the bullet into the barrel of the gun was immediately torn to pieces, and the exploded flesh and blood flew everywhere.

There was something on the head of the veteran squad leader, and the veteran squad leader touched it with his hand. It was a hot severed palm, stained with blood.

"Da da da--"

"Puff puff!"

The brother next to him uttered a scream. He leaned out of the foxhole and shot. Half of his body was smashed into pieces by the light machine gun, and he fell to the ground, seemingly dying.

"Boom!"

The devils were already approaching, and the veteran squad leader unscrewed the grenade and threw it out. The two ferocious devils were blown up and flew towards the two sides, then rolled to the ground and howled loudly.

Although the North Jiangsu Corps built a small workshop in Huaiyin to produce homemade grenades, due to various factors, the power of the explosion was not as powerful as the devil's grenades.

"Whizzing--"

The howling bullets kept passing by. Although the veteran squad leader kept dodging and fighting back, he still stopped in the end. The bullet made a blood hole in his chest, and the gurgling blood couldn't stop flowing out.

The veteran squad leader slumped to the ground, and several devils with gleaming bayonets quickly surrounded him, their faces full of smirks.

"Teng Teng Teng-"

The characteristic dull roar of the concealed civilian [-]th heavy machine gun sounded, and the violent bullets enveloped the devil soldiers.

The infantry squad at the outpost is just a live bait, the purpose is to attract devils to come forward, while the concealed heavy machine guns of the guerrillas are the killing machines.

The machine gunner's eyes were full of tears. In order for the heavy machine gun to be able to shoot and kill the devils, a whole squad of infantry soldiers died, so he had to come back!

The bullets plowed along the ground, and the devils on the trajectory trembled and raised blood mist, and the rest of the devils were avoiding one after another.

"Grenade! Shoot!"

Watching helplessly as more than 20 people who rushed to the front fell into a pool of blood in an instant, the devil's lieutenant roared loudly.

"puff!"

The bullet pierced the lieutenant's head with a bloody hole, and the devil's ferocious face froze.

Text Chapter 120 Six Live Landmines

The officers and soldiers of the [-]rd Battalion of the North Subei Corps led by Shen Biao relied on the criss-crossing rivers on the front line to stop the little devils from advancing northward.

Because the road has been completely destroyed, the bridge has been demolished, the ferry has been blown up, and the devils advancing on foot have encountered constant obstruction and harassment. Although they are still advancing tenaciously, the casualties are also increasing.

From time to time, seriously injured or dead devils were carried down from the front, and every devil in the large army of devils marching along the field was filled with evil fire. Facing the relentless sniping and blocking, their patience was exhausted. .

The devil's vanguard has changed several batches to rest and reorganize. Various traps and mines make the devil's vanguard have to maintain a high degree of vigilance. The nerves that have been tense have made every devil soldier exhausted to the extreme.

"boom!"

A team of devils who opened up the skirmish line and searched forward was suddenly frightened by the deafening explosion and fell down on the spot.

"what!"

They pointed their rifles in eight directions as if they were facing an enemy, but except for the weeds blown by the wind, they didn't even see a single guerrilla figure, but the miserable howls of their companions could be heard clearly.