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

"Whoa!"

Soon, clusters of red light rose from behind the devil, and the devil's infantry cannon transported by pack horses was finally assembled and began to roar.

Overwhelming high-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs fell on the town, and every shell fell, the ground could not help shaking, as if a monster was biting out of the ground.

A large area of ​​houses in Jieshou, which had been bombarded before, collapsed and disappeared in the smoke and dust. Many houses near the edge of the town disappeared directly.

Facing the ferocious artillery fire from the devils, the defenders in the town had nowhere to hide. They could only hug their heads and shrink their bodies into a ball, bearing the explosion.

"what!"

People kept screaming and flew into the air, and before they even landed, they were torn to pieces by the violent air waves, and then rained blood all over the sky.

"Your grandma's little devil, you have the guts to come up and fight!"

"Greetings, all of your family are women!"

……

The brothers were so impatient, they shouted and cursed, but their curses were quickly swallowed up by the deafening gunfire.

Under such indiscriminate bombardment by the devils, there were no complete buildings in Jieshou. There were charred ruins and charred corpses everywhere.

The continuous explosions made the brothers all disheveled and ragged, and they could no longer see their faces clearly. The scorching gunpowder smoke made the brothers feel as if they were roasting in a stove, and their bodies were burning hot.

I don't know how long it took, but it was completely dark, but Jieshou was billowing with black smoke. The incendiary bombs ignited debris and some houses, and the flames were flying wildly in the night wind.

As if the devil soldiers would not give up until they took down Jieshou Town, they rushed forward again with their bayonets straight. Their eyes were full of fierce eyes, and they looked extraordinarily ferocious. This time, a whole squadron came directly up.

Zhang Baozi staggered off a piece of wood that was pressing on him and stood up, with dirt and dust falling all over his body.

His ears were blown to the point where he couldn't hear anything, and as far as he looked, there were burning flames and collapsed ruins everywhere.

The brothers who were yelling and cursing the devil just now didn't see a single figure, but under the light of the fire, they could already see the shadowy figure of the devil in the distance.

"The shriveled dude is a joke, what about people! Is there anyone alive!"

Zhang Baozi's face was scratched by flying gravel, and his face was covered with blood. The blood and dust stained him together, making him look extraordinarily embarrassed. He stumbled and shouted in the ruins, but nothing happened. respond.

"what!"

Zhang Baozi suddenly stepped on something soft, and someone screamed. Zhang Baozi's tinnitus had disappeared, and he hurried back with his feet in surprise.

"Brother, can you stand up like this?"

Zhang Baozi hastily bent down to help the other party. He was delighted to see that there was still a living person.

"Damn it, can you be a little lighter, I was almost trampled to death by you—"

Xiao Yan, one of the captains of the militia detachment, got up from the ground cursingly, looked at Zhang Baozi, and cursed angrily.

"Hey, I thought you were dead." Seeing Xiao Yan squatting down on the ground looking for glasses, Zhang Baozi stood beside him and grinned.

"Can you close your crow's mouth? If you die, you will die first. I have a big life, so I won't die."

Xiao Yan found the broken glasses and took them into his hands, saying in a very unhappy mood.

"My life is at stake. My mother asked someone to calculate it for me back then. My life expectancy is over [-], and my children and grandchildren are full..." Zhang Baozi said proudly.

"Puff puff--"

The roaring bullets interrupted Zhang Baozi's words. The devil had already entered the ruins and shot at all suspected targets.

Both of them grabbed their weapons and lay down. Looking at the little devil in the distance, their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

"It's just the two of us, fight or retreat?" Zhang Baozi asked.

Xiao Yan glanced at Zhang Baozi and said, "What, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid it wasn't raised by my parents!"

Xiao Yan smiled and said: "Then fight! After so many brothers died, I have no face to go back. It's not a loss if this hundred catties of meat can pull a few devils back."

"Just hit!"

The two former rivals had to fight side by side this time to defend against foreign humiliation.

Text Chapter 130: Fight to the death without retreat!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The night had completely shrouded it, but the raging fire in Jieshou lit up half of the sky red.

The gunfire was not as intense as it was at the beginning, and it was already easy to break into the ruins. The organized resistance in Jieshou Town was gone, only sporadic resistance.

Jieshou Town is close to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal. Although it is not as prosperous as Huaiyang and other important towns since ancient times, it is not small in scale.

If the devils sorted it out with infantry, the resistance in these streets and alleys would be wiped out quickly by them.

It's a pity that the little devil was too arrogant, he insisted on blasting Jieshou into a charred ruin with heavy firepower, and this ruin became the hiding place of the surviving Chinese officers and soldiers.

Although fires were burning in many places, there were still many dark corners, and the surviving brothers hid in these dark ruins and opened fire on the devils who climbed up the ruins.

"boom!"

With a flash of gunfire, a tiptoe kid stopped, and then slipped and fell into the ruins, with the sound of rubble.

The rest of the devil's combat team quickly returned fire in the direction of the gunfire, and the puff bullets sank into the broken wall, sending smoke and dust flying everywhere.

But the devil fired several shots without any response. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

The devils didn't dare to act rashly, and waited for more than a minute before gesturing to each other. The two devils leaned on the sundries to aim at the cover, while the other two circled around to the left and right.

"Push!"

The devious devil on the left kept his eyes on the place where he shot just now, but just as he crossed the wall that knocked off the roof, he suddenly wrapped his mouth with his big hand, and the sharp blade stabbed at his neck.

The devil wanted to struggle, but the guerrilla brother who had already ambushed was very vicious. Before the devil could make a sound, he stabbed the devil's throat with a gleaming bayonet.

The ghost soldier's body limply collapsed. The brother gently put down the devil's body, untied the bullet box and the grenade from the devil's body, and silently touched the two devils who stayed there.

But the other devil who made a detour made a detour to more than ten meters away from the shooting point without any risk. He took off the grenade on his body, knocked on his helmet, and threw it out immediately.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled violently, and an exploding fireball wrapped in gunpowder smoke rose from behind the broken wall.