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

"Dead! Dead!"

The nerves of the recruits were always tense. Seeing their comrades being blown to pieces in the blink of an eye, the string in their heads was broken, and they yelled desperately.

Shunzi, the deputy company commander of the veteran soldier, knocked the terrified recruit to the ground with the butt of his gun, and yelled: "You are yelling, shut up for me!"

Maybe it was the pain from his shoulder that made the recruit forget to continue shouting, maybe it was the serious look of the veteran deputy company commander Shunzi that calmed him down, in short, the recruit didn't dare to shout anymore.

Shunzi stepped on the dripping flesh and blood, walked to the two-meter-square bomb crater, stretched out his hand to check the breath of the blown brothers, and quickly stood up and shook his head.

"Dead ball, pick up their gear and keep going—"

Shunzi's tone was devoid of the slightest emotion, as if those who died were not brothers who had been with each other day and night, but strangers, which made the recruits feel the cruelty of war.

Shunzi climbed from a small soldier to the current deputy company commander. He fought a lot of battles and saw a lot of dead people. It is better to say that he is numb than adapting.

The team continued to move forward, and the battlefield was getting closer and closer. From time to time, shells missed by the Japanese artillery fell near the team and exploded violently.

Every time the shells hit, the recruits would feel their scalps tingling involuntarily. Those erratic shells, like ghosts from hell, popped up and fell from time to time, and then blasted people into ashes, which made them palpitate.

Veterans are afraid of machine guns, and recruits are afraid of cannons. Those rumbling cannons are like reminders, making recruits feel shrouded in fear.

The third battalion led by Yang Ling walked to the front of the whole regiment. Seeing those recruits who were screaming on the training ground, their faces turned pale at the moment, they were so frightened that they couldn't hold their guns steadily, and they couldn't help sighing in their hearts. Not a real soldier.

Perhaps only through the baptism of blood and fire can they truly transform and grow.

"The muzzle is up, don't point it at your brother." Yang Ling patted a recruit brother on the shoulder, pointed to his gun muzzle that was facing the back of the brother in front of him, and corrected him.

Now that all the guns were loaded with bullets, Yang Ling didn't want his own people to hurt his own people.

When the brother heard Yang Ling's reminder, he immediately lowered his head in shame. Although he had such a requirement during training, he just stared at the shells that flew over from time to time. The brother's back moved away.

"Don't be nervous. Don't be afraid when you are on the battlefield. People who are more afraid will die faster. Watch what veterans do." Seeing that the brother was a little scared, Yang Ling's eyes softened.

"Yes, sir."

After being encouraged by Yang Ling, the deputy head of the regiment, the brother who was afraid to fight seemed to have injected magical power into his heart, and suddenly felt that the battlefield was not so scary.

The reconnaissance platoon led by the deputy battalion commander, Lao Yangun, quickly connected with the platoon of the [-]th Regiment, which was in charge of guarding the rear of the [-]th Regiment, which blocked the Japanese army in Huilongji. After learning about the situation on the battlefield, they quickly reported back to Yang Ling .

"The devil's offensive is very fierce, and it didn't stop even after dark. Deputy Brigadier Zhang Lingfu is leading people to stand in front of him. Reinforcements are urgently needed!" Old Smoker spoke quickly, and Yang Ling knew the situation was urgent.

Zhang Lingfu had been promoted to the deputy brigade commander of the [-]rd Brigade, but he was still serving as the commander of the [-]th Regiment. They arrived at the battlefield earlier than Yang Ling and had already fought in Huilongji for a whole day.

"You report the situation to the regiment headquarters quickly, and I'll take the third battalion up first!" Yang Ling made a decisive decision and prepared to take the third battalion up for reinforcements first.

"Yes!" Old Smoker replied and immediately threw off his steps and ran towards the regiment headquarters behind, his figure disappeared into the darkness.

"The brothers of the third battalion listen to my order and press up! Be fast!"

"Quick! Quick!" As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, the platoon leaders of each company shouted urging, and the whole team rushed forward, crashing headlong into the smoky battlefield.

The combat mission of the 14th Division of the Japanese Army was to cut off the Longhai Railway, control the area west of Xuzhou, cut off the retreat of the main force of the Chinese army in the Xuzhou area, and encircle and annihilate the main force of the Chinese army.

Therefore, after they encountered the blockade of the 74th Army in the direction of Huilongji in Dangshan, their vanguard immediately realized that their strategic intentions had been exposed, so they rushed forward desperately to avoid falling short.

Fighting against Zhang Lingfu's 305th Regiment in the direction of Huilongji was the vanguard of the 14th Brigade under the 28th Division. Their attacks were fierce and fierce, and they had broken through the defensive positions several times.

"Tom, tom, tom,"

The artillery of the Japanese army kept roaring, and the overwhelming artillery fire passed through the smoke and hit the defenders in Huilongji.

Explosions one after another exploded in Huilongji, the flames soared into the sky, and the bodies that exploded flew radially to the surroundings, and the sky rained hazy blood.

The deafening sound pierced the eardrums, and the charred and blackened houses collapsed under the artillery fire, and the sky was covered with smoke and dust.

"Da da da……"

The machine guns at the firepower points of the defenders spewed out a series of tongues of flame, and the bullets like water splashed at a high speed, embedded in the soil, and penetrated the chest of the person.

"Withstand! Withstand!"

Amidst the gunpowder smoke, the officers with blackened faces were screaming with all their might, but they were soon drowned out by the distant explosion.

Text Chapter 358 Night Sniper

Huge flames rose from the loud explosions from time to time, illuminating the battlefield flickering brightly and darkly. The bombed-out Japanese armored vehicles fell sideways in the stinking ditch, and burned into fireballs with thunderbolts. Half of the Japanese army corpses lay on the red-hot On the iron block, the air is filled with the smell of burning meat.

The battlefield is already in a mess, collapsed houses, corpses and broken debris are everywhere, bombs have blown up the road to pieces, and there are black craters everywhere.

"Quick! Quick!" The officers urged while running.

The brothers stumbled forward in this flickering night, and from time to time some people tripped over debris and made muffled noises.

There were firefights everywhere on the front line of Huilongji, the Japanese attack was sharp and fierce, and the casualties of the defenders continued to rise, so that the deputy brigade commander Zhang Lingfu had to go to the battlefield with a machine gun.

The third battalion led by Yang Ling rushed all the way to the position. The effect of the daily training was highlighted. Although each brother carried dozens of kilograms of weight, the speed did not slow down.

Black shadows quickly got into the traffic trench, facing the bullets whizzing overhead, and soon reached the front line.

"Da da da— da da da—"

The veteran machine gunner quickly set up the Czech light machine gun, put his shoulder on his shoulder and fired at the rushing devil soldiers.

The violent machine gun bullets roared and crashed into the gunpowder smoke. The Japanese soldiers who shouted the shocking slogans and charged forward were the first to bear the brunt. Several of them were immediately knocked over and fell into the trenches.

More and more Czech-style light machine guns joined the battlefield. On the entire defense line, the Czech-style light machine guns formed an impenetrable firepower net. Otherwise, you cannot move forward.

"Brother! From that unit of yours?" Seeing that the devil soldiers were suppressed, Captain Sun Dahe realized that a new force had arrived.

"We belong to the 301rd Battalion of the 3st Regiment!" The first company commander, Wang Meng, held a [-] rifle in his hand, and replied while pulling the bolt of the gun.

Hearing that the reinforcements had arrived, the morale of the brothers who were on the original position was suddenly shaken.

"It's really time for you to come, we almost can't stop the little devil." Sun Dahe happily patted Wang Meng on the shoulder to express his gratitude.

Sun Dahe picked up a Czech-style light machine gun with his own hands, and yelled at the devils 200 meters away: "Brothers! Our reinforcements have arrived! Beat the little devils hard!"

The new force of the third battalion led by Yang Ling joined the battlefield and immediately stabilized the crumbling defense line. All the devils who rushed over were rushed by them.

The devil didn't expect that the defensive firepower of the defenders would suddenly become so fierce. After fighting for more than ten minutes, they retreated unwillingly.

Although Yang Ling is now the deputy head of the regiment, the smoky battlefield still made his blood swell. He personally shot and killed the little devils with a seven-nine rifle. With the help of the fire on the battlefield, he knocked out three devils in a short time , finally regained the feeling.

Watching the devil run farther and farther, and finally disappear into the darkness, Yang Ling put away his gun and slid down the trench again.

"Cease fire! Cease fire! The devils are gone!"

Although the devils withdrew, the excited recruits were still pulling the bolts and shooting, they were not as accurate as they were during training, who knew where the bullets would go.