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

Yingxiao nodded, grabbed the [-] rifle and ordered in a cold voice: "The rest follow me to evacuate!" Turning around and running again.

Shao Zuo Yingxiao has never felt that he was so embarrassed. In the past, they chased the Chinese army all over the mountains and plains, but now they were chased and fled in embarrassment like dogs that lost their families.

Qin Shou led the two squads of brothers who had just arrived behind the devil soldiers and before they had time to establish a line of defense, they saw the No. 80 devil rushing towards him from the forest.

"Company...company commander, let's run!" A squad leader saw a large number of devils rushing over, his legs were weak and his teeth were chattering.

Qin Shou's heart also thumped, regretting that he had accepted the task of cutting off the enemy's retreat, it was totally sending him to death.

He opened his mouth to say run away, but when he thought of those brothers and fellow villagers who died in Qianjia Village, as well as Li Cui'er who was stabbed to death by the devil with a bayonet, an inexplicable courage grew in his heart.

"Run away! Let me guard! Whoever wants to run away, I will shoot him!" Although Qin Shou's face was pale and he was terrified of fear, the brothers in the two classes did not dare to run away when he said what he said.

Qin Shou leaned against a big tree and squatted down concealedly, looked at the devils coming over, and then at the tense brothers around him, and said, "Don't let me be so depressed, who the hell is afraid of bullets?" Find someone first, prepare the grenade you don't want to die!"

The more than 20 brothers in the two classes were cursing their mothers in their hearts at the moment, but they knew Qin Shou's character. If anyone dared to run away, he would definitely be shot.

Ying Xiao led [-] or [-] devils and fled frantically in the direction of Qin Shou and the others. Behind them, there were explosions and gunshots.

They also saw Qin Shou and the others who were blocking their way of retreat, and now they couldn't care less about concealment, escape was the most important thing, and dozens of people just rushed over like that.

"Fuck it!" Qin Shou saw that the devil had entered the range of the bomb, and roared out a smoking grenade.

More than a dozen grenades with wooden handles flew out unevenly, and exploded rumblingly. A strong air wave swept the dead leaves and pieces of meat into the sky, and the shock wave made the ground tremble.

Many screaming ghosts were blown away by the explosion, filled with blood mist, lying on the ground with broken legs and arms, screaming.

"Don't stop! Rush over!"

Major Takako charged forward with a snarl as he refilled the wounded and immobile subordinates with a sullen face.

"Load the bayonet!" Qin Shou and the others fired a random wave of guns, and the strange screams of the devil came from the smoke. rushed forward.

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After a few balls of flames and dust, the devil, baring his teeth and screaming, rushed forward. The devil's ferocious face and rampant aura made many brothers in charge of blocking the calf feel weak, and they were really scared. Qin Shou was not much better, his teeth were all broken Trembling.

But his mind was always haunted by those dead brothers, those bloody faces, they all died in the hands of the little devil, he kept clamoring for revenge, now that the little devil has arrived, so what if he turned around and ran away I am sorry for the dead brother.

Seeing the devil rushing out of the gunpowder with a bayonet, his eyes immediately turned red. The hatred for the devil overwhelmed the fear in his heart, and he stood up suddenly with a loud roar: "Brothers! Follow me to kill the devil!!"

Qin Shou charged forward with his bayonet straight. At this moment, he completely forgot about fear and fear. He only had one belief in his heart, which was revenge. Without hesitation, he shouted and rushed out.

More than 20 yellow-faced and emaciated Chinese soldiers bravely charged several times the number of devils. A look of surprise flashed across the face of the devil Shao Zuo Takataka. Since the Chinese army was defeated, he has not seen such a brave Chinese soldier for a long time. , but so what, he immediately shouted coldly: "Kill them all!"

Not to mention the more than 20 Chinese soldiers in this area, if it weren't for the fear that the battle would attract more Chinese troops to encircle and suppress them, Yingxiao even wanted to turn around and kill Yang Ling and the others, but in order to carry out his mission, he had to Get out of the battle as soon as possible, and the embarrassment of today will definitely be recovered a hundred times in the future!

The first person to charge towards Qin Shou was a devil soldier with an ugly scar on his face. Instead of yelling at the other devils, he rushed towards Qin Shou silently with a bayonet in his hand, like a dangerous beast. Like a beast rushing towards its prey, it is bound to win.

This is an old devil. Seeing the calmness of the devil with the scar, Qin Shou secretly groaned in his heart, mother, how could he be so unlucky, but he is not allowed to think about it, the devil with the scar is already within reach of him With a distance of ten steps, he arrived in an instant, and he could even see the ugly scar on the devil's cold face, which was extremely ferocious.

Damn, fight!Now it is impossible to retreat, and the brave man wins in a narrow road, he can only fight to the death, maybe he can still survive, Qin Shou gave a loud roar to strengthen his courage, instead of retreating, he went forward and killed the scarred devil.

A sneer of disdain flashed across the ugly face of Scar Devil, and the bayonet in his hand pierced Qin Shou's heart neatly. Need any fancy moves, a shot is the most ruthless and deadly way.

Qin Shou knew that he was no match for this old devil, but he was not afraid, and rushed forward without dodging. Just when the sharp bayonet was about to pierce his heart, he suddenly turned to the side, and the bayonet made a puff. It stabbed him obliquely in the lower rib.

Enduring the severe pain from his lower ribs, the bayonet in Qin Shou's hand suddenly rose, and the blade hit the devil's throat. The face of the devil with the scar, which was already in his hands, changed wildly, because he could no longer hold his feet with too much force. Seeing in horror that he was getting closer and closer to the rising bayonet, he wanted to escape, but the force of inertia made him bump into it involuntarily.

puff!

The sharp bayonet pierced the devil's throat without any hindrance, and the bloody arrows sprayed out Qin Shou's face. Qin Shou fought to be stabbed in exchange for the devil's neck. I wanted to scream in pain, but when I opened my mouth, blood was pouring out of it, and I couldn't say a word.

Qin Shou pulled out the bloody bayonet, and the devil rolled to the ground with a plop, twitched twice and became silent. Qin Shou leaned against a small tree, panting heavily, if he took a step sideways, the devil's bayonet would It was really thrilling to plunge into his own heart first, but he won and fought the devil to death.

He reached out his hand to touch the lower rib stabbed by the devil, it was already sticky and wet, his clothes were already soaked in blood, he didn't care to bandage the wound, he stood stiffly against the tree trunk, the bayonet was raised, because there were a few more A ghost rushed towards him.

"Kill the devil!" Before the devils who charged towards Qin Shou could reach him, they were thrown to the ground by the brothers who rushed out from behind. The idea of ​​fighting for one's life counts as one being able to die.

Seeing that the devil rushing towards him was blocked, Qin Shou felt a little weak all over because of the bleeding from his lower ribs. He slid along the tree trunk and sat on the ground, panting heavily, pulled the bolt of the gun and aimed at the devil rushing in the distance. , shot and knocked over two, with a click, there was no bullet in the gun.

He took out his bloody pocket, and it was empty. He threw away the gun in his hand angrily, crawled to the side of the dead Scar Devil, and popped out two grenades.

"Little devil, come and kill grandpa!" Qin Shou roared with his mouth open, unscrewed the bottom cover and pulled the string, the smoking grenade frightened the devil who rushed towards Qin Shou to turn around and run away.

The devil Shao Zuo Takako used a bayonet to stab several holes in the body of a soldier of the National Revolutionary Army who was hugging his thigh. The soldier had lost his fighting power and was dying, but the hands that hugged him were like iron tongs. Let go, and Yingxiao is greatly ablaze.

Boom!The flames and smoke filled the air, and the grenade thrown by Qin Shou knocked out several devils who couldn't escape, and Ying Xiao was also blown to the ground. At least four or five pieces of iron were inlaid into the bloody piece on his back. There was blood all over the ground, which was also scratched by thorns.

Guizi Yingxiao's ears were buzzing and he felt a little dizzy. He stood up staggeringly and saw Qin Shou who was sitting against a tree not far away, yelling happily. He remembered that it was the grenade thrown by this bastard. Step forward to kill him, to kill this nasty Chinese man.

"Sir, let's go!" Ying Xiao hadn't taken two steps when he heard his subordinates rushing out diagonally to stop him, dragging him into the woods.

Ying Xiao wanted to yell at him loudly, but when he heard the shouts of killing from the mountains and the tsunami, he turned his head and saw countless Chinese men in mottled and variegated clothes rushing towards them with various weapons. The beaten Chinese soldiers were also charging.

Yingxiao saw that his elite soldiers were being drowned by the wave and fell to the ground by those angry Chinese people. He heard the screams of his subordinates, and he saw the blood splattered wantonly. Death, his heart was twisted like a knife, damn it!

"Chasing! We can't let the devil run away!" Someone saw Ying Xiao and the others burrowing into the woods, holding a machete and screaming, and started chasing him.

"Sir, run quickly! I'll block the Chinese!" The lieutenant who was dragging him away pushed Yingxiao, and then turned to meet him with a bayonet. Yingxiao rolled along the gentle slope into the bushes full of thorns.

He raised his eyes and saw that the remaining lieutenant had also been cut down, and his bloody head rolled down the gentle slope. Looking at the lieutenant's staring eyes, Yingxiao's canthus cracked.

The shouts of killing in the forest weakened, and Chinese voices were everywhere. More and more brothers from the guerrillas and guerrilla battalions began to search for the remnants of the forest. The injured Ying Xiao endured severe pain and climbed out of the thorns. Like a bereaved dog, he fled towards the distance without looking back.

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The gunpowder smoke cleared, and the dead bodies lay in a mess in the withered woods. Although the brothers were covered with scars, there was still unconcealable joy in their brows and eyes. They won a big victory happily. Everyone's heart All very happy.

The brothers in the guerrilla battalion all crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. From Shanghai to Jiangyin to here, they have lost count of how many times they have fought head-to-head with the devils. They have fought countless vicious battles, but they seem much calmer.

Even if they were sad and sad, they hid it in their hearts. They didn't need orders from the platoon leaders. They cleaned the battlefield, began to collect the corpses of the sacrificed brothers, and got busy in an orderly manner.

Although the members of the guerrillas led by Zhang Tie have been active in the Jiangbei area all year round, the main targets of their battles are militia militias, water bandits, and government troops of landlords and riches. , Inexperienced, the loss is greater when fighting with the devils, and more than half of them lie down.

"Brother, why did you leave?" Some guerrillas wailed loudly while hugging their dead companions, and some guerrillas sobbed in a low voice. The atmosphere was sad and dull, and there was no joy of victory at all.

Zhang Tie, the guerrilla leader, also regretted it a lot. He heard that it was just a small group of devils. With their strength and Yang Ling's people, they could completely eat them up.

But they didn't expect the little devil to be so vicious and powerful, and his fighting power shocked them. He lost such a man all of a sudden, and now he is also full of sadness. He lost so many comrades, how can he explain to the organization when he goes back.

The old smoker leaned against the tree trunk and lit a match, lit the pipe, took a puff comfortably, and immediately felt that the pores of his body were much more comfortable, but the cries of the guerrillas annoyed him, and watching them made him feel uncomfortable. He couldn't help but think of those brothers who died, and those years when the sky was full of gunpowder, which made his heart feel like a knife.

The old smoker frowned and scolded: "I said you guys can keep your mouth shut, isn't it just a few people who died, crying like a bitch is so fucking annoying—"

The guerrillas were already in a bad mood because of the sacrifice of their comrades, but now they heard the old smoker sneering at the side, and the anger suppressed in their hearts was about to start, their eyes turned red, and they stood up.

"We sacrificed so many comrades to fight the devils. They died gloriously. You are still talking sarcastic words here. What is your intention?" The angry guerrillas glared at the old smoker.