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

"Whoosh whoosh!"

When they stopped the brother's bleeding, the devil had already rushed over, and the bullets splashed the surrounding soil.

"Go quickly, leave me alone, I can't go anymore." Seeing the approaching devil, the brother grinned in pain and hurriedly pushed his companion away.

"What are you talking about, a brother who scoops rice from a pot, how can I throw you to the devil." The brother in charge of bandaging quickly tied the knot, and then urged: "Quick, I will carry you away."

"Hurry up, there's no time." Under the urging of the brother, the injured brother climbed onto the brother's back.

"Machine gun, machine gun!"

But after walking a few steps, the injured brother remembered the machine gun that fell into the grass, and hurriedly shouted.

"It's important to escape, regardless of the machine gun."

This brother carried the wounded brother on his back like flying, and ran towards the darkness with the other two covering brothers in the machine gun team amidst the rumbling explosions around them.

Captain Yamazaki rushed over with a large number of devils, but in a short period of time, the entire camp of the [-]rd Infantry Squadron had become a mess.

There were corpses and burning tents everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The entire [-]rd Squadron was almost wiped out in the night attack.

"Asshole, bastard!"

"Pursue, I will smash the Chinese into pieces!"

The devil's Captain Yamazaki was roaring angrily, and the blackened devils were also murderous, like wolves baring their fangs, chasing after Yang Ling and the others in the direction they were retreating.

"Brothers, prepare to fight!"

The brothers of the machine gun company who stayed five miles away in charge of the response moved the heavy machine gun platoon with the wounded, and now their mortars and light machine guns made an impromptu line of defense.

When the gunshots rang out from the devil's camp, they were worried, worried that Yang Ling and the others would fail. Now that they heard the gunshots coming towards them, they were all loaded, as if they were facing an enemy.

Only about ten minutes later, the brothers in charge of the attack ran back panting and running wildly under the leadership of Yang Ling, and behind them were countless ghost soldiers chasing with flashlights.

Guizibing was indeed irritated, as if they would not give up until they caught up with Yang Ling. Although they were exhausted and panting heavily, they were persistent.

"beat!"

The brethren of the machine gun company responsible for the support had already been ready for the attack. Seeing the brethren running past panting one by one, they shot directly at the chasing devils.

"Da da da— da da da—"

"Tom tom!"

All kinds of weapons roared out one after another, and those ghost soldiers who were chasing madly did not expect an ambush. Under the intensive firepower, they were killed and injured immediately.

The first thousand and 140 chapters of the three spring rains

In the early morning, the light rain fell, and the sky and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle. The rain and mist were so hazy that people could not see the distant scenery clearly.

The drowsy cloud cover was very low, and in the wet wilderness and ponds with stagnant water, there were icy corpses in cotton-padded clothes lying here and there. Many corpses had been swollen by the rain, and there was a gloomy chill in the air.

The Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps led by Yang Ling launched an attack on the vanguard of the Watanabe detachment that captured Jieshou after nightfall, and returned to the carbine in the middle of the night.

The two attacks by the guerrillas caused great losses to the little devils. The Yamazaki Infantry Battalion, which served as the vanguard, lost more than half in the firefight last night because it was too indifferent to the enemy. Both morale and combat effectiveness dropped to freezing point.

The pattering rain blocked the pursuit of the Devil Yamazaki Brigade, and the pigskin shoes on their feet became extremely heavy and cold in the wet mud, which greatly reduced the pursuit speed of the already exhausted Devil soldiers.

Although many of the officers and soldiers of the northern Jiangsu guerrilla army led by Yang Ling also wore the military shoes captured by the devils, the number was limited after all, and more of them wore the layered soles made by the local people, and they ran like flying.

What's more, Yang Ling has always paid attention to the basic physical training of his brothers, and ordinary armed raids are also one of the training subjects, so in the chasing battle with the devils last night, he did not lose in the slightest.

Although Captain Yamazaki was very unwilling, he had to admit that he encountered a strong opponent.

On the way of pursuit, although the opponent was retreating, he was methodical and did not collapse like other Chinese troops.

Instead, they took advantage of the cover of night to set up ambushes from time to time, counterattacked, and planted mines on the road, so that his chasing troops were left dead all the way.

Looking at the cold and stiff corpses of his subordinates who died on the side of the road, the devil's captain Yamazaki's facial muscles twitched violently, and he no longer had the previous high-spirited spirit.

Although the troops under his command are all supplementary soldiers drawn from various places, the miscellaneous troops composed of heavy soldiers and engineers are not elites in all battles.

However, it took such a huge loss just to attack Jieshou. The heavy casualties made Yamazaki, the captain of the devils, realize that it might not be so easy to capture Baoying in a short time and wipe out the main force of the Subei guerrilla corps.

Although he still firmly believed that their army was still strong and would win in the end, he was afraid that there would be many casualties. His mood at this moment was like this cold drizzle, getting worse for no reason.

"Report to Captain, Your Excellency Captain Watanabe asked you to report on the battle situation."

When the devil's Captain Yamazaki stood on the mound in a raincoat and watched his troops collect the corpses in the wilderness, a devil soldier rushed to his side and stood up to salute him.

"I see."

Captain Yamazaki knew that their captain had suffered such a big loss this time, and as a commander, he could hardly absolve himself of the blame this time, but now he had no choice but to bite the bullet and wait to be scolded.

Commander Yamazaki said to the staff officer: "Order the troops to rest and stand by on the spot, take precautions, and go five miles ahead of the guard post to prevent the Chinese from sneaking in."

"Hi Yi!"

The devil's staff officer also knew that the captain was in a bad mood, so after agreeing, he voluntarily turned sideways to get out of the way.

Captain Yamazaki looked at the wet wilderness scattered with corpses, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the mound with big strides, followed by more than a dozen devil guards.

At the foot of the hill, there were already ghost soldiers waiting on the spot with their horses. The sullen Captain Yamazaki got on his horse, surrounded by a team of guards, and walked towards the Linshui headquarters along a muddy path.

Jieshou Town had been reduced to ruins, and now it was raining again, so there was no way to camp in the town at all. The headquarters of Shouichi Watanabe, the leader of the devil detachment, was set up in a village to the south of the town.

The people in the village had all been transferred before the arrival of the devils, and now there are densely packed tents and a large number of devil soldiers stationed in the open space near the village.

The devil's original plan was to go north without stopping after capturing Jieshou, continue to attack Baoying and Huaiyin, completely wipe out the North Jiangsu Corps, and bring this area back into their occupation.

But people are not as good as heaven, who knows that it will rain when the sky is about to dawn, and the devil soldiers have to postpone the attack plan.

Now the road from Gaoyou to Jieshou has been bombed by guerrillas in a mess, and the devil's engineers are hurrying to repair it.

Although the devil's large army had already advanced to Jieshou on foot, since they used pack horses to transport the ammunition, if they fought all the way to Baoying, it would definitely not be enough to consume.

Moreover, the scouts reported that the road from Jieshou to Baoying had also been dug up and blown up, and now it was raining again. It must be unrealistic for such a large army to walk those muddy trails, so the devils had to stop their attack. .

The sudden rain caught the devils by surprise. The rain not only brought a chill, but also caused stagnant water to appear in some low-lying places.

The devils like to camp in low-lying and leeward places. Now they have to brave the light rain to re-campaign in some higher places.

When the devil's Captain Yamazaki drove past these places, he saw some muddy devils digging ditches and re-camping.

Originally, the ghost soldiers thought they would make do with it for the night, and attack Baoying at dawn.

Now that the heavy rain blocked the way, they didn't know how long they would stay here. The wet devil soldiers were complaining and busy rearranging the camp.