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

A devil who stepped on a landmine had his entire calf blown off, and he was rolling and crying on the ground at this moment.

After confirming that there is no danger around, the devil's squad leader waved his hand, and the two devil soldiers quickly put away their guns and rushed over. Seeing their comrades rolling on the ground in pain, they had to take out bandages to bandage the bleeding wounds. At the same time, pick up the blown calf from the grass.

Soon, the ghost soldier whose leg was blown off was carried down on a stretcher, but all the ghosts still had lingering fears.

"Forward! Watch your step."

The devil's team leader looked around and saw that there were no hidden guerrillas before ordering the search troops to move on.

But they hadn't walked tens of meters before they had to stop again, because they found that there was new soil dug up on the road they had to pass.

It must be that the guerrillas planted the landmines too hastily, and they didn't even have time to camouflage.

"Sapper minesweeping!"

There were more than a dozen engineers in the vanguard squad of the devil who had been replaced, and immediately went up to get busy with the mine-sweeping device after receiving the order.

The devils behind all dispersed and retreated in unison, fearing that there would be an explosion during mine clearance.

Soon, the engineering soldier in charge of mine clearance returned to the side of the devil squad leader with a tin can and a livid face.

"Bagaya Road!"

Seeing that what was planted here was not a landmine, but a fake mine made of an iron can, the devil captain was so angry that he grabbed the iron can and threw it on the ground.

The brothers of the [-]rd Battalion of the Subei Corps tried various tricks to stop the devils from advancing northward. They planted a lot of mines in this area, forcing the devils to stop patiently and let the vanguard troops equipped with engineers open the way ahead. .

Because if these landmines are not cleared, it will cause great losses to the large troops behind. Although the devils can't wait to fly to Jieshou now, because of the existence of landmines, they have to slow down.

The guerrillas had limited landmines, and it was impossible to deploy them on a large scale in such a large area, so they had to mix real and fake mines together.

The melee of these real and fake landmines is even more troublesome for the little devil. If a landmine is found and then cleared, it will take an hour or two.

If there is another mistake in demining, it will also cause casualties to engineers, but it will not work without demining. Just put it here, so many troops behind pass by, if it blows up, it will be over.

After the devils cleared a fake mine, they walked a few hundred steps before, and then found a place that was suspected to be a mine. They had to stop again. step forward.

Soon, the devil's engineers came back to report that it was still a fake landmine, and they found that there were several places where such mines were suspected to be planted on the way forward.

The leader of the devil squad ordered the engineers to remove all the fake landmines, but before he could get to the fake mines, a devil engineer stepped on a tent of weeds, and was blown away with a bang.

"Baga, Lu! The Chinese people are dead!"

Facing real and fake landmines, the devil's team leader was about to collapse and cursed in anger.

But scolding didn't work, and soon a devil's messenger came running from behind, bringing the captain Yamazaki to question why it was so slow.

The devil's forward captain also wanted to cry, but he also wanted to move forward quickly, but the landmines all over the place made him unable to get up at all.

"Report to your Excellency, Captain, there is a minefield of Chinese people ahead, please detour!"

Captain Guizi knew that if he kept going like this, he might not be able to advance more than one kilometer until dark, so he asked for a detour.

Although the devil troops left the road and began to walk in the fields, they still chose some flat roads as much as possible.

Detours are easy to say, but not so easy to do. This is a large and heavy army. Leaving the road has already made the army full of complaints.

Now that the troops are not allowed to go to the flat fields to go to those wild fields full of weeds, isn't this just scolding, and who knows if there are landmines in those fields?

But it doesn't work if you don't go around. Who knows how big the area of ​​the minefield is, so many troops can't just be wasted here.

Soon, the devil's mighty troops began to detour, which means taking a detour. In order to reduce the chance of stepping on landmines as much as possible, the devil's troops became a long column, and it is strictly forbidden to leave without an order queue.

Although they took a detour, the progress of the devils was still not smooth. Those cold guns in the wilderness were still attacking them from time to time, and the blocking positions made the devils miserable, because after one desperate discovery, there was another one behind.

The officers and soldiers in charge of blocking the devils already had a death wish in their hearts. Once they exchanged fire with the little devils, it would be absolutely difficult to escape in this plain area, so almost all of them lived and died with the positions.

Although the devil soldiers were constantly advancing and taking down the blocking positions one after another, they were not happy at all. Instead, they were terrified by the desperate tactics of the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

"The third shift is over, it's time for us to go!"

Seeing that a blocking position a few hundred meters ahead was occupied by the rushing devils, the brothers of another squad hiding in the trench felt extremely heavy.

Because the devils have an overwhelming advantage in artillery fire, the blocking forces cannot be concentrated together, otherwise they will be caught in one pot, and now they can only be scattered and blocked layer by layer.

Each company is responsible for an area, each platoon is responsible for a line of defense, and each squad is responsible for a position. Relying on such deep and layered blocking, the devil soldiers are delayed.

"Go up one by one, delay for a while, don't die all at once."

A brother with a wrinkled face intertwined several pieces and gave instructions to the brothers in the trench.

Soon, the brother grabbed the bundled cluster grenade and found out the trench, rolled into a hidden foxhole outside the trench, once the devils came, he would blast the grenade, commonly known as live geography.

"I'm the second one." The other brother followed suit and tied up the grenade, ready to rush out.

Text Chapter 120 Seventh Withdrawal to the North

Booming explosions and gunshots continued to sound on the way forward of the devils, but as the brigade of devils outflanked and turned around, the brothers on the blocking position would soon be wiped out.

The brothers in these blocking positions no longer have a front or a rear. They are small units fighting independently. They are nailed to their respective positions like nails until they all die in battle.

"Report, the observation post has discovered that the devil's vanguard has appeared one mile outside our position."

Although the officers and soldiers of the third battalion paid a heavy price, there were too many devil soldiers, and they tried their best, but they still couldn't stop the devils from marching northward step by step.

Hearing the devils appearing a mile away from them, the third battalion commander Shen Biao's face was full of pain.

He led the battalion headquarters to guard the last position of the entire in-depth defense line. Now that the devils have appeared one mile away from them, it means that all the blocking positions in front have been lost.

The position was lost, but none of the brothers retreated alive. It goes without saying that all the brothers lived and died with the position.

Their third battalion fought together with the first battalion in the last Jieshou battle to wipe out the devil's Pingshan brigade, but now that the troops are about to be wiped out again, Shen Biao's heart is full of guilt.

"I'm sorry brothers..."

Looking at the sky shrouded in gunpowder smoke in the south, Shen Biao's eyes were filled with tears, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could not speak.

"Brothers are not bad, don't be sad, battalion commander, maybe they are waiting for us in front." The battalion staff no longer looked at the map, there was no need for it now, the devils had already arrived, and they had to fight desperately.

"How many people do we have?" Soon, Shen Biao wiped his eyes, recovered his emotions, and asked the staff.

The staff officer replied: "Counting the cooks and orderlies, there are only more than 50 heads."

The entire reinforced battalion has become like this, and everyone's heart feels like a knife is being stabbed, but this is a battlefield, and there is no mercy at all.

"Battalion Commander, should we ask Commander Yang for instructions that we give up Jieshou?" Some officers couldn't help but suggest.

"Abandoning Jieshou now, is it worthy of so many of our dead brothers!" An officer immediately jumped up and retorted loudly.