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

The grinning devil soldier also saw the brother wriggling on the ground, a grin flashed across his cold face, and he rushed forward.

Puchi!

When the brother just touched his rifle, the Japanese soldier's bayonet pierced into his body as easily as cutting into a ripe watermelon.

The brother wanted to resist, but the cowhide shoes with cleats worn by the ghost soldier had already kicked him in the face, and he fell on his back unwillingly, struggling and twitching, and the bayonet sank again.

The gunpowder smoke in the yard hadn't cleared away, and when the devil charged inside, his cowhide boots stepped on the ground and made a heavy trampling sound.

Wu Jiang, the deputy battalion commander of the security guards, jumped into the house to avoid the explosion of the melon grenade, knocked over the tables and chairs, ignored the pain, opened the safety of the shell gun, and fired outside.

The devil soldier who had killed the brother had just raised his head when the bullets from the shell gun roared towards him and immediately shattered his neck. The grin on his face immediately turned into pain, and he fell to the ground straight with a plop.

Wu Jiang pulled the trigger of the pistol and fired twenty bullets in a series. The five devil soldiers who rushed into the yard were all overturned, and the devils behind them shrank back in fright.

Wu Jiang worried about the safety of Liu Xing, the deputy commander next door, and ran out the door while changing the magazine. The devil's bullets knocked the door frame, and several bullets grazed Wu Jiang's scalp.

Deputy Commander Liu Xing and several staff officers also pulled out the short guns on their waists for self-defense. They were caught off guard by the devils who appeared suddenly, and stayed in the room waiting for the guard battalion to come for reinforcements.

Wu Jiang rushed into the house and saw Liu Xing holding a short gun: "Mr. Liu, the devils are coming, you retreat quickly, I will cover!"

A combat staff officer looked at the devil lying at the gate of the yard and shot inside, and said, "Deputy Battalion Commander Wu, the devil has blocked the door and can't get out. How can this be done?"

Wu Jiang fired a few more shots at the outside, turned his head and pointed to the rear window and said, "Get out of the window!"

"Take Chief Liu away quickly, I can't hold back for long alone!" Wu Jiang urged while shooting.

The combat staff officer also knew that it was not too late, so he quickly picked up a stool and smashed a hole in the rear window, and helped Liu Xing to get out.

The devil soldiers who infiltrated were shrewd and found that this was a command post, so they launched a surprise attack, but they never thought that they would receive a head-on blow as soon as they charged in, and several of them were knocked down by Wu Jiang.

"Machine gun cover!" The devil commander was not a vegetarian, and immediately ordered the machine gun to suppress and the infantry unit to attack.

Da-da-da-da-da-

The Devil's machine gunners are all experienced veterans, and when they make a move, there are bullets like water splashing, Wu Jiang was so overwhelmed that he couldn't hold his head up.

Through the gunpowder smoke, I saw more than a dozen devils hunched over under the cover of machine guns, turned around and ran through the window without hesitation.

The intruding devil soldiers ran to the wall and squatted down. One devil soldier threw a melon grenade into the room. The rumbling tables and chairs were blown to pieces, and the whole room was filled with smoke.

Before the gunpowder smoke had cleared, the onrushing devil soldiers had rushed into the house with bayonets in their hands, but Wu Jiang and the others had already fled, and they didn't even catch a single one.

The sudden rattling of machine guns made Yang Ling and the others, who were running around looking for the frontline headquarters, pause. They recognized that it was the sound of a crooked light machine gun from a devil.

The company commander Wang Huzi hid behind the broken wall, pointed to the street in front of the left and said, "It's coming from over there—"

"Shall we fight?" Liu Yidao approached Yang Ling and asked.

Yang Ling didn't hesitate at all: "It should be that the friendly army has encountered devils, let's go up and help, and ask the headquarters by the way."

After the order was issued, Liu Yidao led more than 150 people into the alley, and Wang Huzi and the blacksmith each led more than 300 brothers to outflank the battlefield.

Yang Ling and Qin Shou personally led the remaining 500 brothers to meet them head-on.

Liu Xing, the deputy commander of the garrison, went to Guanghuamen to command the battle in person, but the situation on the battlefield was chaotic. Unexpectedly, the infiltrated devils launched a surprise attack, and he was running in a panic at the moment.

Three combat companies in Liu Xing's guard battalion had been reinforced to fight on the front line, and there was only one guard platoon left beside him, who had no power to fight back at this moment.

The devil soldiers are like wild wolves smelling fishy, ​​judging from the maps and documents in the headquarters that this is the high command headquarters, and they are chasing Liu Xing and the others.

In order to cover the transfer of Liu Xing and the staff officers, the soldiers of the guard platoon relied on the ruins of the street to block the devils desperately.

The ghost soldiers had good marksmanship, and they were very familiar with fighting in the streets. The guard soldiers who blocked them were shot one after another and fell to the ground.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Da da da--

The crisp gunshots echoed on the street, mixed with the explosion of melon grenades from time to time, the soldiers in the guard platoon couldn't stop the devil soldiers from chasing them.

When Liu Xing and the others were blocked into a building by the devils, seeing that the last line of defense of the devils was about to fall, suddenly there were loud shouts of killing from the periphery.

Among the ruins, countless Chinese soldiers came to kill them, and the devils hurriedly shot from cover, trying to establish a line of defense.

Da da da--

The bean-like machine gun bullets hit the devils with their heads in their arms, and they quickly ran eastward along the street.

"Who is your chief?"

Yang Ling asked Qin Shou and the others to chase after the devils, put away his shell gun, and strode into the dilapidated small building.

"Mr. Yang!" Wu Jiang recognized Yang Ling who was covered in blood at a glance: "You are here?"

Yang Ling saw Wu Jiang with a bandage on his chest, and rushed to meet him: "Old Wu——"

Wu Jiang and Yang Ling came for a bear hug belonging to a man. Yang Ling punched Wu Jiang twice and said with a smile, "Old Wu, I thought you were killed by a devil."

"I'm destined to die. I can't die." Wu Jiang was not good at words, and he was also grinning at the moment.

At the beginning, the two fought side by side in the pile of corpses on the Songhu battlefield for several days and nights.

"By the way, Chief Liu is here too." Wu Jiang hurriedly moved away, pointing at Liu Xing and the others whose faces were blackened by gunpowder smoke not far away.

It's really hard to find a place through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get here, but unexpectedly met Liu Xing, the deputy commander of the garrison here by accident.

"Mr. Liu!" Yang Ling snapped to attention and saluted Liu Xing.

At this moment, Liu Xing's uniform was no longer straight, and he was chased by devils. Yang Ling saved his life and smiled gently at Yang Ling.

"Battle Commander Yang, thanks to you this time, otherwise I would have confessed here." He first expressed his thanks to Yang Ling and the others.

Yang Ling also responded modestly, which greatly increased Liu Xing's favor.

"How many people are there in your guerrilla battalion?"

"Report to Chief Liu, there are more than 100 brothers!"

Liu Xing was taken aback when he heard this: "Why do you suddenly have so many people in your guerrilla camp?"

Yang Ling smiled and explained: "We fought all the way, and met a lot of stragglers from the brother troops who were scattered. I gathered them all into the camp."

When Liu Xing heard that Yang Ling was able to gather the stragglers of the friendly army, he secretly admired him in his heart. He asked, "Can your battalion continue to fight now?"

"can!"