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

The ghost soldiers were only more than 20 meters away from Su Yan and the others, and they arrived in a blink of an eye. Staring at Su Yan, who was trying to pull the male reporter up, these ghost soldiers were extremely excited.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as these little devils rushed towards Su Yan and the others, suddenly a muffled gunshot came into his ears.

"Puff puff--"

The bullets roared and flew over the street, beating the devils in front of them to the point of trembling, and a cloud of blood sprayed out.

"Ba Ga, the Chinese Army!"

The devils behind reacted very quickly, and hurriedly rolled and lay down on the spot to dodge, but under the dense rain of bullets, any dodge was useless. .

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Su Yan and the others thought that they could not escape the devil's catch. At this critical moment, who knew that something happened to their ears suddenly.

Before they could react, all the ghost soldiers who rushed towards them with their teeth and claws had fallen into a pool of blood.

Su Yan turned her head to look, and in the smoke, a group of guerrilla officers and soldiers covered in gray dust and blood stains was rushing towards them. The leader was Yang Ling, the chief of the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps she had met in Jieshou.

Yang Ling also noticed Su Yan, with black short hair reaching the ears, and tears on her dusty face, and a pair of big eyes looking at him, revealing the surprise of being saved from a desperate situation.

Yang Ling only glanced at Su Yan, and now he didn't have time to reminisce about the past, so he quickly turned his attention to the male reporter who was shot in the leg.

"Medical soldier, medical soldier, bandage this gentleman, leave a squad to treat the wounded civilians, and escort them out of the city! The rest follow me."

After yelling behind him, he led his brothers quickly past Su Yan and the others, and rushed towards the devils who had been shot and were thumping on the ground.

Seeing Yang Ling jumping over her and rushing towards the devil, Su Yan came back to her senses and turned her head to look. Yang Ling, who had just rescued her, was coldly ordering: "Leave no one behind, kill them all!"

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

The sharp bayonet stabbed, and a stream of blood rushed out. In the crimson, the female reporter Su Yan couldn't help closing her eyes, not daring to watch the bloody scene, but she felt a burst of pleasure for no reason.

Yang Ling quickly led his brothers and disappeared at the intersection, and the remaining brothers quickly bandaged the civilians who had been injured by the devil's bullets on the street, and called the hiding civilians to use the door panels to carry them out of the city .

"Mr. Yang and the others are not in danger, are they?"

Reporter Su Yan was urged by a brother to leave the city quickly. He looked back at the direction where Yang Ling and the others disappeared, and became worried for Yang Ling and the others.

"Don't worry, the bullet that wants to kill our officer hasn't been manufactured yet." The brother blurted out.

After hearing this, Su Yan, who was still in shock, couldn't help but almost burst out laughing, and asked curiously: "Who said this, bullets on the battlefield don't have eyes, how do you know that the bullet that killed your officer hasn't been made yet?" come out?"

"Our officer Yang said it himself." The brother gave the reporter Su Yan a blank look, and complained: "You reporters are desperate, the devils are here, and you dare to stay here in such a mess. If we didn't kill them back, Your little life is definitely gone."

"Come on, I've sent you out of the city, we have to follow our Chief Yang to kill the devils." The brother urged impatiently.

When Su Yan and the others were escorted out of the city, Yang Ling had already led his brothers to kill them along the streets.

The battle in the city was fierce. Blacksmith, the commander of the first battalion, Zhang Liechen, the deputy commander, Liu Zhi, the commander of the fourth battalion, and others were blocked in the city by the devils.

Countless devil infantry squads scurrying around, and the infantry squads were constantly interspersed and infiltrated, occupying the commanding heights and trying to divide and surround the guerrillas in the city.

Although the guerrilla troops in the city rushed from left to right, the little devil has purposely seized some commanding heights, and can control a large area with a single machine gun, making the guerrilla brothers in the city fall into a passive state. It became more and more serious.

"boom!"

A brother hid behind a ruined wall and pulled the trigger across the smoky street.

A ghost soldier who came flying over on the rubble was immediately staggered by the impact of the bullet, and immediately fell to the ground convulsively.

"Boom!"

The brother pulled the bolt with a clatter, and as soon as the cartridge was ejected, he heard a bang, and a grenade fell less than one meter away from him and exploded.

The scorching air wave immediately overturned this brother, and the blasted rubble and debris covered the brother with a clatter of dust.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu!"

A brother rushed over from the smoke and dust from behind and turned over the brother who was covered in smoke and dust. Seeing that he was out of breath, his eyes turned red.

"Pfft-"

The devil's bullet hit over, skimming over the broken wall that was blown out of the gap, and a stream of smoke and dust rose from the ground.

The brother with red eyes gently put down the brother who was killed, the bullet was loaded and leaned against the broken wall, taking over the blocking position.

Three more little devils came over by stepping on the rubble, and one of them was still holding a melon in his hand.

The brother heard the sound of the devil stepping on the rubble, and judging the distance of the devil, he gently unscrewed the bottom cover of the grenade in his hand.

When the devils just ran under the broken wall, one of them was about to throw a grenade over the broken wall, when a grenade fell straight from the sky and landed at their feet.

The devil's melon grenade is relatively well-made, and it can be thrown out with a delay of a few seconds after being bumped, but the soil-made grenade is different, and the detonation time is shorter.

"Boom!"

In the scorching blast, the three devils who fell behind the broken wall were blown into the air, and then fell heavily into the rubble. One of the devils who was covered in blue smoke was still alive, struggling Try to get up.

"puff!"

As soon as the devil struggled, a bullet that flew past the wooden building in the distance sank into his body, and the devil thumped twice and remained silent.

The guerrilla officers and soldiers trapped in the city fought street battles with the little devils relying on courtyards, ruins and maze-like blocks.

Although many brothers were divided and surrounded by devils, the straight-line distance between each other was only tens of meters, or even separated by a few walls, but they couldn't meet up, and could only spend time with the little devils in the ruins.

The little devils thought that they would soon be wiped out as long as they divided and surrounded these guerrilla officers and soldiers, but they found that they were wrong.

Because the brothers in the guerrillas had a strong will to fight, they calmed down after being surrounded, and shot at the devils who rushed in one by one, and the casualties of the devils began to increase.

At this moment, the ruins where the guerrilla officers and soldiers are hidden are like traps, waiting for the little devil to drill into it.

Although the devils bombarded with grenades, and even called in the [-]-type infantry artillery to shoot directly, even if they blasted some courtyards with hidden targets to pieces, when their infantry went up to make up the knife, there were always bullets coming from different places. place to type out.

"How many brothers do we have?"

The first battalion commander's blacksmith's face was covered with sticky dust mixed with blood. They occupied the area of ​​the flour mill and had been fighting the devils for almost an hour.

"Including the newly gathered skirmishers, we still have 36 heads, but we are facing the street with people from the third battalion, and they seem to have more than ten people." A platoon leader reported.

"Okay, brothers, don't get together and let others take the blame, and find a place to ambush the devils. Let's delay here for a while, so that more people can escape from the city." The blacksmith said murderously.

Text Chapter 210 Yamaguchi Red Pine

On a mound in the south of Huaiyin City, Commander Yamaguchi stepped on the fresh green grass with his red pine military boots, holding his binoculars expressionlessly and looking into the city.