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

There were squeaking shouts in the darkness, and countless ghost-like devils appeared within the range illuminated by the light of the fire with bayonets, and charged towards Fatty and the others while shooting.

"Don't be dazed, turn on the fire quickly!" Seeing that the devils had already approached in darkness, the fat man hurriedly shouted at the nervous thing.

A brother tremblingly took out a match from his pocket, lit the fuse of the explosive pack with a click, and with the sizzling green smoke, the fuse burned out with sparks all the way.

A few brothers frantically started to light the fuse, and countless lines of fire spread out, rushing to the feet of the devil soldier.

The devil soldiers charging forward also saw the fuse burning at a high speed, because it was too conspicuous in the darkness, some devils turned pale all of a sudden, and wanted to retreat in fright, but it was too late.

Boom boom boom!

Five and ten catties of explosives exploded one after another, rumbling the ground and shaking the mountains, the area was suddenly plunged into a sea of ​​gunpowder and flames, the sand and gravel carried by the explosion shock wave lifted fat people all over their bodies, and they were exploding. In the light of the fire, they watched the ghost soldiers fly up and down, not to mention how refreshed they were.

"Blow to death you bastards!" A brother waved his fist viciously.

"Okay, don't talk about those useless things, run quickly." Fatty and the others ignited all the fuses in one go. He didn't dare to stay, and pulled his excited brothers and jumped into the darkness behind.

"Baga! Baga!" The devil's face was livid, and he watched as dozens of people in his vanguard team were blown up without a trace in an instant, and his facial muscles twitched fiercely, driving his mustache to look extremely anger.

The devil, Shao Zuo, pulled out his saber and slashed at the defenders' position: "Cannon fire!"

The devils were also in a hurry, and the [-]-type infantry artillery and grenadier directly rushed in and fired. Soon, the Chinese defenders rumbled and burst into clusters of flames, and mud and fog were continuously blown away.

The fat man turned his head to look at the camp engulfed in flames, wishing the devils would bombard them a few more times, and waste some of their shells, since the camp was empty anyway.

As soon as the sound of the cannons stopped, Major Devil ordered the infantry to charge. Dozens of people in the vanguard squad were blown away by the explosives buried in front of the defenders' positions. Now he wanted revenge!

The ghost soldiers showed great bravery, charging forward one by one with glaring bayonets, they were ready to face the rain of bullets.

But they stepped on their companions who were blown to pieces and rushed to the defender's position. Unexpectedly, they did not encounter any resistance, because the defender's position was empty and there was no one there.

"Pursuit! Pursuit!" Major Guizi felt that his punch hit the soft cotton. He was tricked, and he roared and ordered the pursuit.

The elite devil soldiers were super strong in execution, and immediately threw off their steps and chased wildly in the direction of Jiangyin Fortress, but within a few dozen steps, the devil soldiers who were running ahead were blown away by the sudden explosion, their arms and legs were in disarray Fly, the sky is like a rain of blood.

The devil was so frightened that he hurriedly lay down on the ground, a bloody thing flew to his shoulder, and he stretched out his hand to grab one that turned out to be a broken arm, and his nose was crooked at that time.

Dozens of highly motivated ghost soldiers were first killed by explosives, and then harvested by landmines. The other devils were too frightened to rush forward. Who knows if there is an ambush ahead?

"Engineers demining! Others go around!" The devil gritted his teeth angrily, scolded the Chinese soldiers for their cunning, and no longer dared to rush forward rashly, but prepared to lead the team to bypass this defensive position.

Text Chapter 243 The home of tears

The howitzers and cannons in the Jiangyin Fortress stopped roaring. Under the orders of officers at all levels, the artillerymen stuffed bombs and explosives into the hot barrels, weeping at the frontier.

"Sir, there will be no artillery from now on, what kind of artillery are we?" An artilleryman asked with a choked voice not to blow up his beloved artillery.

The stern-faced artillery officers looked sad, but still tried their best to maintain their majesty, jumped onto the concrete platform and shouted: "Whoever said that there is no artillery is not an artillery! Listen to me, we are all Chinese artillery! Let me remember everything you have learned! Save it for revenge when you have artillery!”

The officer's hoarse voice echoed in the fortress, full of unwillingness and anger, but so many heavy artillery could not be taken away at all, so he had to grit his teeth and blow them up.

"Listen to my order! Blast the cannon!" Seeing the intense gunfire approaching Jiangyin County, the officer issued a strict order to the reluctant soldiers.

The artillery brothers used these fortress guns to blockade the river, and beat the Japanese warships for several months. They dare not go beyond the thunder pool, but now these meritorious guns are about to be blown up.

As an artilleryman, these cannons are their second life, caressing the cannons that accompanied countless days and nights, many brothers cried loudly, bombing the cannons was their lives.

The officer in charge of the bombing personally jumped off the concrete lift, took out a match and lit the fuse of the explosive package. With a loud bang, a 150mm heavy gun was blown up immediately.

"Light it up!" The officer shouted at the hesitant artillerymen with a disgruntled face.

Rumbling explosions sounded from all the forts, and accompanied by clusters of flames, these fortress guns that had made countless contributions were destroyed in the explosion.

"Sir, more than a dozen brothers from the [-]rd Battalion were blown up with their cannons." A saddened soldier reported to the officer.

The officer froze for a moment, then cursed the bastard fiercely, he was willing to die, but it was too late to say anything now, the officer looked at the burning fortress, and gave the order to retreat. At the moment when he turned around, no one See the tears flickering in the corner of his eyes.

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Although Liu Xing, the commander of the Jiangfang Army, made detailed arrangements before the retreat, and the time and route of each unit's retreat were carefully stipulated, the retreat at night was not smooth sailing.

The 103rd Division was in chaos at night and failed to establish an effective communication link with the 122nd Division. As a result, when the troops arrived at Xiagang in the west of the county, they were ambushed by devil troops. The division headquarters and troops were scattered, and the troops almost lost control.

Colonel Luo Yibin, the head of the 613 regiment, and Wei Zixuan, the deputy colonel of the regiment, were fighting desperately and died in hand-to-hand combat with the devils.

More than 2000 of its division fought bloody battles with the devils in Jiangyin for five days and nights, annihilating more than 5000 devils and more than 103 puppet troops. When the [-]rd Division retreated, [-] soldiers survived, but only [-] of them managed to break through in the melee at night. .

The various troops guarding Jiangyin broke through and retreated amidst the pursuit and melee of the devils, and there were noises and gunshots everywhere in the dark night.

The devil's artillery had already begun to shoot. Jiangyin County was bombarded violently. The howling shells plunged the whole city into a sea of ​​smoke and fire.

The vanguard of the devil soldiers had arrived outside the city and was exchanging fire with the troops behind the palace. The county town was full of raging fires, sweeping and burning the houses and buildings, and from time to time, flaming logs fell onto the streets.

The streets illuminated by the flames were flickering, and you could see rubble and corpses strewn across the ground, including soldiers in military uniforms and ordinary people in cotton-padded clothes.

Although the war has come to their doorstep, some ordinary people hold a little bit of luck and think that the war is a matter between the armies of two countries. No matter who comes here to take charge of the family, they can still live their own lives.

Because of the loss of prestige of the Guomin government, many people distrusted the government, so that the task of transferring the people was extremely difficult. If the devils did not put bayonets on their necks, they would still not know how to be afraid.

It wasn't until the devil's shells shot into the city and killed people that the people who remained in the city felt scared and realized that death was so close to them, but there were gunshots everywhere, and they could only hide in their houses , shivering, praying to the Bodhisattva for blessing.

"Battalion Commander, there are still many people who have not left, what should we do?" Soldiers retreating on the burning street saw the people who were putting out the fire, and stopped to ask the battalion commander Zhao Wenbin.

Zhao Wenbin's blood-stained face showed no expression at all, and was even a little indifferent. They knew that the government organized the people to evacuate a few days ago, but they didn't expect that there were still people who did not leave.

"Don't care about them! Let's go!" Zhao Wenbin ordered the troops to move on.

"But devils kill people without blinking an eye. It's dangerous for them to stay here!"

Zhao Wenbin was a little annoyed, raised his leg and kicked the soldier who spoke, and roared, "Can you save three or five, can you save three hundred and five hundred! Who do you think you are!"

"We are soldiers! We are not rescuers! Our mission is to fight wars. Only by driving the little devils out of China can we save more people! These ordinary people may be killed if they are caught up by the devils, but there are also some Maybe it was just being robbed, but once our soldiers are caught up, no one can survive, so what do you care about so much, go!"

Zhao Wenbin's roar made all the sympathetic brothers shut their mouths. The people may not die if they are overtaken, but they will never survive if they are overtaken. The troops started to move forward again. The light of the fire shines on the people fighting the fire.

The city was already on fire, and the troops walking on the street would occasionally encounter burning beams falling and hitting them. Yang Ling led the troops behind them into the city.

"Damn it, why are these people still here?" When the old smoker saw the people who were still busy fighting the fire, he couldn't figure out why they weren't afraid.

When Yang Ling saw those common people, his heart was filled with sorrow. The government's prestige had been lost, so that the common people felt that the war had nothing to do with them, but they didn't know that the devils were here to destroy the country.

In Yang Ling's memory, after the devils captured Jiangyin, they planned to set fire to massacre the city for three days, causing countless casualties of innocent people and captured Chinese soldiers. He could not let such a tragedy happen again.

boom!

Yang Ling pulled the bolt of the gun with a bang, and fired a shot into the sky, stopping the civilians who were fighting the fire.

"The devils are coming! This place is about to become a battlefield! The devils will kill anyone they see! No one will be left behind! If you don't want to die, run across the river for your life!" Yang Ling's voice echoed in the dark streets, causing the common people to be skeptical.