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

These wooden barrels and bamboo baskets were full of delicious food, so Liu Xing couldn't help swallowing.

"Your food is pretty good." Liu Xing showed displeasure. The brothers ate corn buns, but Yang Ling made so many good wine and food.

"Report to the commander! Our battalion commander said that the brothers are training intensively and must eat something good. These are bought by the battalion commander himself for the brothers."

"Oh? Yang Ling didn't eat this by himself..." Liu Xing wanted to ask, but swallowed the words, because he looked at so much food, and suddenly felt that he had wronged Yang Ling, how could he eat it alone.

"Okay, take it in for the brothers, don't catch a cold." Liu Xing waved his hand, completely relieved that Yang Ling is now not only courageous and resourceful, but also caring about his subordinates, this is his evaluation.

"Yes!" The old smoker saluted: "Sir, are you not going in?"

"I won't go in. You send a message to Yang Ling. The front line is tight, so be prepared to pull it up at any time."

Seeing that Yang Ling organized the troops in a good manner, he now felt that he should be reliable in pulling the guerrilla battalion, which was based on his trust in Yang Ling.

Text Chapter 237 Northeast Army

As soon as it was dawn, a formation of Devil planes painted with blood-red rising sun flags flew towards the defenders' positions outside Jiangyin City. Bombs fell like sheep dung bombs, and the defenders' positions suddenly became a sea of ​​gunpowder and flames.

"Damn it, let no one eat this breakfast!" A captain with a fleshy face in the trench fiercely took a bite of the multigrain cake covered with mud, cursing dissatisfiedly while chewing.

The devil's attack became more and more fierce. In the past two days, the battle with the Chinese defenders on the outskirts of Jiangyin was very dark and blood flowed like a river, putting the defenders under tremendous pressure.

The ferocious captain cursed and swallowed the mud-covered grain cake, and sat down in front of a disgraced major with a gun in his hand.

"I said Battalion Commander, this devil is like crazy. We only have less than [-] brothers left. I'm afraid I can't stand it today. Do you want to call the division and ask to send us some reinforcements?"

The battalion commander with his back against the trenches was Zhao Wenbin, who was delicate and elegant like a woman, and was originally the staff officer of the regiment. After all the commanders of the second battalion died, he was sent to be the second battalion commander.

However, the Second Battalion didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Wenbin, who seemed to be indifferent. Although he looked like a girl, he was reckless and frightening when fighting.

Zhao Wenbin leaned back on the scorched earth mixed with blood, stretched out his hands, which were prettier than women, and brushed off the dirt on the rice cake, and chewed slowly, ignoring what the captain and company commander said.

Zhao Wenbin is clear in his heart. All the troops have been fighting hard these days. The battalion and company-level cadres in the nearby regiments have changed several times. It is useless to call, let alone the division headquarters. Reinforcements are coming.

Now Jiangyin has become an isolated island, and the Devil cavalry have flanked and blocked their retreat. They are the fat on the lips of the Thirteenth Devil Division.

The devils want to eat them to increase their military exploits, while the Nanjing side hopes that they will become the hard bones to hold back the Devil's Thirteenth Division. Abandoned.

Seeing that Zhao Wenbin was gnawing on the miscellaneous grain cake and did not speak, the captain and company commander was not angry, but continued to speak: "Battalion Commander, even if you don't want to come to the reinforcements, it would be nice if the artillerymen of the fortress sent a few rounds of heavy artillery when we were in trouble, otherwise brother We will all be reimbursed here today."

Zhao Wenbin swallowed the residue of the miscellaneous grain cake into his throat, patted the dirt on his buttocks, stood up, and said coldly: "Go and tell the brothers, we can't wait for the reinforcements! But we are men from the Northeast! People scold us, let’s admit it, but even if we die this time! We have to die on the ground in Jiangyin! The death is violent! We can’t let people poke the spine for a lifetime!”

Zhao Wenbin's voice was hoarse, but he was determined to die. The captain and company commander gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, Battalion Commander! There are no cowards in our Northeast Army! There are no cowards in our 122 Division either! The little devil wants to take our position, so then Ready to risk your life!"

The Northeast Army lost the four provinces in the Northeast, and also abandoned their parents and family members. All these years, they have been stared at in the customs. Once, Zhao Wenbin hoped to show the bloodiness of the Northeast Army, and told the people of the country that the Northeast Army is not a covetous person who fears death!

"Battalion Commander! The devil's death squad is here!"

As soon as the devil's bombardment stopped and the smoke cleared, the observation sentry shouted at the top of their lungs.

When Zhao Wenbin heard that it was the Death Squad of Devil Soldiers, his indifferent face showed no expression, and he ordered quietly: "Get ready to fight!"

Compared with other provincial armies, the equipment and quality of soldiers of the Northeast Army is much higher than that of other provincial armies. They also have experience in fighting against little devils. Following an order, they each found a bunker and prepared to fight.

The cobweb-like trenches, traffic trenches and bunkers that were originally dug had been razed to the ground by the repeated artillery fire of the Japanese soldiers. The brothers of the Northeast Army could only find bullet craters and incomplete trenches as bunkers.

The brothers of the Northeast Army twisted the grenade and pulled the bolt in an orderly manner. They were all veterans who had survived the bloody battle. They had a calm temperament and did not feel nervous at all.

Zhao Wenbin put the rifle on the edge of the bomb crater, shrunk down, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. Looking at the gray sky, he suddenly thought of his family members who died under the bombing of the devils. murderous look.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, the voice of the captain and company commander came over: "There are still 300 meters! Mortars are ready!"

Zhao Wenbin snuffed out the cigarette and threw it under his feet, turned around and climbed to the edge of the crater, pulled the bolt of the gun with a bang, the bullet was loaded, and began to aim at the ghost soldiers who pulled the skirmish line over in the smoke.

These are the death squads of devils, with hundreds of cloth strips wrapped around their heads, as if they were wearing sackcloth and mourning for the dead, but their faces revealed fierceness, and they charged like madmen, and they suffered a lot.

"Let go!" The vicious voice of the captain and company commander echoed on the battlefield.

The mortar bomb flew out in an arc, and then exploded in the Devils Death Squad. Zhao Wenbin saw that many devils were blown up and disappeared. He didn't know whether they were blown to pieces or fell into the trenches. .

He heard the chirping roar of the Devils officer, and the Devils Death Squad neither lay down nor shot, just began to rush over with a dangling bayonet at high speed.

Da-da-da-da-

The light and heavy machine guns arranged on the two wings of the position began to roar, and the smoking shells jumped and splashed out, and the bullets like water splashed towards the Devils.

Ahhhhh!

Creepy screams began to echo on the battlefield. Countless devils in sight were immediately turned into hornet's nests, and a devil who charged so hard had his head shattered, and he fell straight to the ground.

Zhao Wenbin's heart didn't fluctuate at all. These little devils are extremely vicious. They kill people when they see them. They are no different from animals. If they kill them, they will kill them. They don't need mercy.

He aimed at a devil soldier who was rushing forward, pressed his fingers down, and felt the pain on his shoulder from the recoil of the rifle, and the bullet that flew out whistling had pierced the left chest of the devil soldier. To the splash of blood.

This ghost soldier was like a drunken strong man, staggering and still unwilling to fall, and wanted to continue to charge forward, but a few more bullets flew out of nowhere, and he finally fell unwillingly land.

"Hold it! Hold it!" Although the firepower of the Northeast Army brothers was hot and fierce, they couldn't hold back the crazy charge of the devils. More and more devils rushed to the trench with bayonets, and their firepower could not be suppressed at all.

Zhao Wenbin shot and killed three devil soldiers in a row, but in this short period of time, more than a dozen devil soldiers had rushed into the trenches fiercely, and started hand-to-hand combat with those brothers from the Northeast Army.

"Bayonet!" Zhao Wenbin shook his head helplessly. Although he hated bayonet fighting, it has become a necessary part of every battle.

Text Chapter 238 Rectification of names!

"Kill!"

The roar of mountains and tsunami sounded on the battlefield, bayonets stood up brightly, and more than two hundred brothers of the Northeast Army jumped out of the trench roaring.

"Kill, change, change!!" The officer of the Devils Death Squad swung his sharp saber forward, and the screaming devils ferociously rushed into the defender's position.

The two sides crashed into each other like two high-speed trains, stirring up blood rain all over the sky.

The Northeast Army brothers and devils rushing to the forefront stabbed the bayonet into each other's chest almost at the same time, the blood was soaring, the mouths of both sides spurted blood, but the eyes stared fiercely at each other full of viciousness, until they fell to the ground. admit defeat.

The brothers of the Northeast Army are tall and powerful, and they have a lot of advantages over the short devil soldiers. They killed No. 30 devils in just one encounter.

But these devils death squads are also extremely fierce. Even if they were stabbed to the ground by bayonets, their faces still had a fierce look on their faces.

Major Battalion Commander Zhao Wenbin met a devil officer with a saber in his hand. This devil officer was so fierce that he had hacked three brothers in a row, making him furious.

The devil officer saw Zhao Wenbin rushing towards him with a bayonet in his hand. He saw Zhao Wenbin's officer uniform, grinned grinningly, and greeted Zhao Wenbin.

Facing the devil officer who was baring his teeth, Zhao Wenbin snorted coldly, without any fear, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, the two sides had rushed to the front, the devil officer gave a loud shout, and the saber he raised had already slashed down head-on.

Zhao Wenbin was so calm and frightening. Seeing that the saber was about to hit his head, he dodged sideways. The cold bayonet had already pierced the devil officer's stomach.