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

"Yes! Guaranteed not to lose the chain!" The investigation squad leader swept away his frustration and became more motivated, which made Yang Ling very satisfied.

In Yang Ling's dictionary, the word "failure" has never been mentioned. As long as one is alive, there must be a chance to turn defeat into victory. To live in this world, one must have a spirit of not admitting defeat.

"Battalion Commander, these little devils are probably going to run away!" Yang Dashu fired a machine gun clip, turned his head and shouted at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling pressed a bullet bridge clip into the magazine of the [-] rifle, and looked up. As expected, the little devils who had been fighting lively just now only had sparse gunshots, and they were retreating into the woods behind alternately under cover.

"Put it up and hold them back!" Yang Ling saw that the little devil wanted to run, but how could he let them do so, and before he could finish speaking, he had already rushed towards the devil soldier with a gun in his hand.

The devil task force led by Ying Xiao really wanted to withdraw. Their task was to infiltrate into the city of Nanjing and execute the decapitation operation on the headquarters of the National Revolutionary Army. After he killed the captured Teng Tian to prevent leaks, he ordered to leave the battlefield. Yang Ling and the others are fighting a war of attrition here.

What's more, this place is already deep behind the enemy's rear. Although the Chinese army is routing, large groups of rout soldiers are still dangerous. Once they know that there is an enemy sneaking in here, they will definitely come here like bee pupae like wolves smelling fishy. This is to vent their anger at the frontline defeat.

Yingxiao wanted the task force to leave the battlefield, but Yang Ling had already brought someone to post it. Yang Ling knew that the longer the delay, the better their chances of winning.

This little devil named Yingxiao is really a formidable guy, if he is not eliminated today, he will definitely be a formidable enemy in the future.

"Mr. Yingxiao, the Chinese people are entangled!" The ghost lieutenant, who alternately covered the retreat, reminded Yingxiao loudly.

Yingxiao turned his head to look, and saw that more than 50 Chinese soldiers were entangled quickly with the skirmish line at the moment, and the distance between the two sides was only less than 400 meters.

"Damn it!" Ying Xiao cursed fiercely, if he hadn't gone deep into the enemy's rear and worried that the rest of the Chinese army would surround him, he really wanted to turn around and go back to destroy this group of Chinese soldiers who didn't know how powerful the sky was.

Although Yingxiao hated his teeth itchingly, but he was not overwhelmed by anger, instead he had the courage of a strong man to sever his wrists: "The third team blocks them! The rest immediately go west and leave the battlefield!"

The dozen or so devils in the third team knew that breaking the back meant death, but without the slightest hesitation, they immediately turned around and took cover, shooting to prevent Yang Ling and the others from approaching.

Da da da -- da da da -- the machine gunner behind the Devil's third unit was an old devil. He put the machine gun on a mound, put his shoulder against the machine gun and started shooting with short bursts.

Yang Ling was afraid of the devil soldiers' marksmanship, so he asked his brothers to chase after them in a skirmish line, and the distance between them widened.

But I didn't expect the Devil's machine gunner to act accordingly, and started to shoot in short bursts. Several brothers were shot and rolled into the grass, disappearing, and the rest of the brothers were scared to lie down and hide.

Yang Ling rolled sideways to avoid the oncoming bullets, pulled the bolt to eject the hot shell casings, loaded the bullets again, held his breath, and put the steady devil's machine gun glove into the front sight.

Pressing the trigger with the index finger, a faint puff of gunpowder smoke came out from the muzzle, and the scorching bullets flew out, leaving a blood hole on the devil's grid steel helmet. At such a close distance, the devil's head in the helmet had already been shot It was beaten into a paste, and he fell on his back on the ground, and the machine gun misfired.

Yang Dashu didn't need to order, but also opened fire with his arms around the machine gun. The dense bullets were thrown out like water, creating a barrage of gunpowder smoke, which made the ghosts behind the palace unable to lift their heads.

Yang Ling put the bayonet on with a click, charged forward with a roar, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards the devil more than a hundred meters away.

He saw that most of the other devils got into the woods, and he was a little anxious. If he missed the goal and let the devils slip away, he would be really ashamed.

Just a few steps after Yang Ling rushed out, several black iron lumps had already flew over in the air. He cursed and hurriedly fell down, rumbling, gunpowder smoke filled the air, mud and fog flew around, and several people were blown out of the grassland. In Tai Hang, a brother was wounded and wailed.

Yang Ling cursed, pulled the breech of the gun and raised his hand to shoot the devil again. He knocked down a devil who was shooting from half his body out of the grass, and stood up to charge again.

There were only a dozen devils left in the back of the hall, and most of them were dead at this moment. Under the cover of Yang Dashu's machine gun fire, Yang Ling and the others quickly posted them.

A wounded devil struggled to get up and continue shooting. Liu Yidao rushed forward one at a time, and the machete slashed his neck. Immediately, his flesh and blood flew, and the sticky hot blood sprayed all over his body.

The few surviving devils stood up screaming and wanted to stab, but they were knocked to the ground by Yang Dashu's bullets.

After annihilating the devil's rear blocking unit, Yang Ling and the others didn't stop at all, and chased into the woods, but in just a short while, the devils led by Ying Xiao had already run a long way along the forest, but Leave them with a blurry back.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Yang Ling was willing to let go of this opportunity to beat the dog in the water, and he called his brothers and chased him deep into the woods.

Yingxiao's gloomy and cold face was scary, and when he heard the gunshots disappearing from behind, he knew that the third team in the back of the palace was over, but he didn't stop, leading the team to drill deep into the forest, trying to get rid of Yang Ling and the others who were chasing them , He even wanted to find a chance to fight back.

Puff puff!

Ahhhhh!

Just as Yingxiao was running wildly with his head buried, gunshots rang out in his ears, and more than a dozen soldiers running in front of him were knocked to the ground by the ambulance bullets.

He hurriedly hid behind a stone and escaped, the bullets whizzed out from the woods, hitting the stone with sparks flying, making Yingxiao pale with fright, he didn't expect that there was an ambush here.

Text Chapter 258 Fierce battle in the woods

Bullets were whizzing around in the woods, and dead branches and leaves were falling like a goddess scattering flowers, but it was obvious that the devils in the task force were not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and they were thrown into confusion when they encountered a sudden attack.

"Brothers! Hit me hard!" Old Smoker's broken voice howled ghostly in the forest, and the dense rain of bullets swept towards the devil like money.

Ahh!

Although the Japanese soldiers in the task force tried their best to fight back, in the face of the rain of bullets pouring from all around, people were still shot and fell down.

After the initial panic, Yingxiao regained his composure and shouted: "Hold on! Don't mess up!"

The Japanese soldiers were also highly skilled in tactics, and soon stabilized Xing Xing, temporarily building a half-moon-shaped defensive circle, suppressing the machine guns on both sides, and the riflemen squatting back to fight back.

The Japanese soldiers are impatient with marksmanship. They have all undergone rigorous training for a long time. Although there are many obstacles in the woods that affect the shooting range, they can judge the positions of hidden guerrillas and national army brothers by listening to the gunshots. Give back.

When several guerrillas fired a shot and were about to fire a second shot, the bullets of the devil soldiers had already whizzed over, so the casualties gradually increased.

"Don't be stupid, shoot a shot to change places!" Seeing the wounded being dragged down by the guerrillas from time to time, the old smoker yelled anxiously.

Although the guerrillas were active in this area and had fought many battles with bandits and bandits, they could be regarded as people with battlefield experience, but they underestimated the strength of the devil soldiers and suffered a disadvantage.

The guerrilla leader Zhang Tie didn't expect that the Japanese soldiers' marksmanship was so accurate. Almost all of them were sharpshooters. How could they fight?

In fact, most of the devil soldiers who invaded China in the early stage had undergone rigorous training for several years. Because of their domestic resource shortage, in order to avoid wasting ammunition, the training quality was very high. It's sharpshooters and sharpshooters.

On the other hand, the Chinese army is lax in training. Many recruits have never even fired a gun. The combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same quality level.

"Comrades! One shot to change another place!" Although he suffered losses, the guerrilla leader was quick to learn, and immediately called the guerrillas to learn from the old smokers.

Although the old smoking guns and the others are idlers on weekdays, they are all veterans who have fought in the war. Relying on the experience gained from the dead, they are on par with the devils.

The two sides were shooting back and forth in this forest, and the grass and trees blocking the two sides were all bald, and the dead leaves were scattered, but no one could do anything to the other, and they fell into a stalemate.

"Grenade hello!" Yang Ling was also secretly surprised to see that the devil had stabilized his position so quickly, but he knew that shooting at them would not take advantage of them, so he hoped to use the grenade to blow up the opponent's defense.

The grenade with a wooden handle flew out in a whirl, and the devils also threw grenade grenades to this side. Some grenades even collided and exploded in the air, exploding fragments and flying randomly, filling the forest with smoke.

"Qin Shou, lead me two squads to go around behind the devils and cut off their retreat!" Yang Ling shot at Qin Shou who was lying on the ground.

"Yes!" Qin Shou waved his hands to the back: "You two classes follow me." As he said that, he led people to surround him.

Ying Xiao judged the strength of Yang Ling and the others through the gunshots. He estimated that there were two to three hundred people, but he only had more than 100 in his hands.

But now Yingxiao is thinking of evacuating. Although their people are well-trained and have high tactical literacy, the weapons and equipment in their hands are not as good as before. In order to successfully sneak into Nanjing to carry out operations, they now hold various weapons of the National Revolutionary Army There is not much ammunition, and if the fight continues, the entire army must be wiped out.

"Sir, the Chinese are going to outflank our retreat!" Some devils spotted Qin Shou and the others who were moving to their side and immediately warned loudly.

Faced with the embarrassing situation of being besieged, Yingxiao had to grit his teeth again and divide his troops: "Yanye Jun, you lead the fifth and sixth squadrons to stop the enemy, please!"

The ghost lieutenant with a beard said viciously: "Please rest assured, Mr. Yingying Xiao, we will definitely block the Chinese people!"