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

"Damn it, cease fire, the devils have withdrawn!" Company Commander Liu Yidao shouted along the trench, dragged the recruits who were still firing into the trench, and couldn't help cursing.

Although the recruits had been training for the whole winter, this was the first time they had been on the battlefield. Although they were pitch-black and fought randomly, they finally fired and got used to it.

"How are you brothers?" Yang Ling asked when he saw Liu Yidao approaching.

Liu Yidao chuckled: "It's much better than before, no one peed his pants."

Hearing this, Yang Ling nodded in satisfaction. Apart from a small number of these recruits who were recruited to supplement the troops, most of them were enthusiastic youths who took the initiative to join the army. good sign.

"Pass me an order to immediately take over from the 305th regiment, rush to repair the trenches, and prevent the little devils from counterattacking."

"Yes!" Liu Yidao replied and went.

The battle started and ended soon. Just now there was a loud explosion, and the sound of guns and guns on the battlefield was noisy, and it suddenly became quiet. Except for the heavy panting of the brothers in the trenches, there was gunpowder smoke floating on the battlefield. Dead silence.

The 305th regiment led by Zhang Lingfu blocked here for a whole day without taking a breath. Now that they saw Yang Ling coming, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew the exhausted team, and Yang Ling and the others took over the position.

The two regiments took advantage of the cover of the night to hand over positions. The new force entered the trenches, while the blood-stained brothers withdrew the wounded one by one.

Flares also rose into the sky, illuminating the front of the camp to be pale, and in front of the smoky camp, the corpses of devils were piled up and piled up.

In the crude temporary regiment headquarters, the regiment leader Zhang Handuo quickly arranged for the defense. Yang Ling's third battalion temporarily guarded a 500-meter-wide defense line in front, while Lu Xing's first battalion was in charge of flank protection, and Chen Ming's second battalion was in charge. reserve team.

The devils were not reconciled after the failure of the attack, and soon launched a new attack, and the sound of mortar bombs soon rang out on the silent battlefield.

The brothers have gained experience this time, whether they are veterans or recruits, they hide in the trenches without showing their heads, and let the shells fall on the position, and the fried soil is blown up and sparkled.

There were also some unlucky ones who just stayed near the landing point of the shells, and were blown up with a bang, but were soon dragged down by the medical soldiers wearing red cross armbands.

"Don't be nervous, the shells land far away from us, you have to learn to listen to the sound to judge, but it's okay, you can fight after a few battles..."

Although the whistling bullets flew over his head continuously, the deputy battalion commander, Old Smoker, was exceptionally calm, and took advantage of this short time to smoke a pot of Hanyan.

The tense-faced recruits around them also relaxed when they saw that the old smoker and the officers were so calm and calm.

"Fire flares!"

Liu Yidao pushed the heavy steel helmet on his head, roared to the back, and then slowly poked his head out of the trench to observe the enemy's situation.

Since becoming the direct line of the central army, their weapons and equipment have been greatly improved. Now they are equipped with a lot of flares, which were originally only for devils, specially equipped for this kind of night battle.

Flares floated up into the sky, and although the front of the camp was smoky, you could clearly see those devil soldiers with bayonets and helmets, who were stepping on the bombing point and touching them.

"The little devil is coming up! The little devil is coming up! Ready to fight!"

After Liu Yidao's shout, the entire trench started to move. The brothers stood up in unison, lay down in the charred trench, pulled the bolt and began to aim.

The machine gun company in the battalion was also ready, and the two Type [-] heavy machine guns newly received before departure also showed their ferocious muzzles. The whole trench was full of heavy panting, and the brothers' eyes were fixed on the rushing guns. Devil soldiers.

"Fight!" Someone shouted in the darkness, all the weapons in the trench opened fire, and the deadly battlefield became noisy again.

The bullets were as dense as locusts, and they all greeted the little devil. The dozens of devils who rushed in front didn't even make a sound, and fell into a pool of blood like cutting wheat. Howling, it was horrifying to hear.

"I want you to scream again!" The muzzle of the Type [-] heavy machine gun extended towards the pile of screaming corpses, blood and flesh spattered, and soon the screams disappeared.

The brothers have never fought such a smooth battle. In the past, they were always suppressed by the devils, but now they are suppressed by the devils. Don't worry about it, they all grinned and started laughing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da--"

When the brothers were all focused on the front of the position, a group of devils suddenly came from the side and rushed towards the traffic trench screaming.

"Devil! There are devils behind!"

Some recruits saw their companions being beaten to death, turned their heads and saw countless black figures rushing towards them. They were so frightened that they forgot to shoot, and only shouted in horror.

Devils are daring, and often a team of more than ten people dare to intersperse and infiltrate, and this is fatal to troops with weak willpower. A sudden blow from behind will easily collapse the troops.

However, the 74th Army is a direct line of the Central Army, and Yang Ling's Third Battalion was trained strictly by him, with strong combat and willpower.

Captain Wang Huzi didn't panic at all when he saw a wave of devils seeping from behind him. He kicked the recruit brother who was shouting and disturbing the morale of the army, and shouted with a gun in his hand: "Second platoon! Follow me!" !"

Wang Huzi led a platoon of brothers and rushed towards the infiltrating devils. Both sides fired while running, and people kept getting shot and fell to the ground.

Soon the two sides collided with each other with a bang, and Wang Huzi was also strong and strong. With the butt of his gun, he smashed the oncoming devil into the dark trench.

Those brothers in the second row saw how brave the company commander Wang Huzi was, and rushed forward screaming. They were already very familiar with the practice of fighting and stabbing. Soon all the ghost soldiers who infiltrated were reimbursed.

Text Chapter 359 Weirdly Quiet

The battlefield was covered by the scorched trenches and bunkers, and the fronts of the two sides were intertwined. The distance from the nearest place was only more than 200 meters. Even in the trenches, you could clearly hear the occasional movements of the Japanese army. .

The 14th Division of the Japanese Army crossed the Yellow River alone, rushing and fighting all the way, and when they advanced to the vicinity of Dangshan Mountain, they were exhausted.

Now that they met Yang Ling and the other well-equipped central army elites from Wuhan, they naturally couldn't please them. They fought ping-pong-pong all night, and at dawn, the Japanese army was driven back to their original place.

At dawn, the devils couldn't hold on any longer, and they also guessed that they had encountered a new force from China who had arrived on the battlefield, so they temporarily stopped their attack and formulated new countermeasures.

The deafening gunfire on the battlefield stopped, and the piercing machine guns also stopped roaring. The battlefield that had been fighting all night suddenly became strangely quiet.

The deputy commander Yang Ling lay in the scorched trench, and set up a telescope to observe the enemy's situation in the direction of the devil's position. In the telescope, except for the wafting smoke, it was a messy trench, and the devil didn't even see a single person.

Just as Yang Ling was holding up his binoculars to take a further look, he suddenly felt as if he was being watched by a ferocious beast, and a sense of danger enveloped his heart. His pupils shrank, and he hurriedly rolled sideways into the trench.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of gunfire broke the dead silence of the battlefield, and a pointed bullet passed through the smoke with a whizzing sound, passed over the trench, and embedded into the sandbags behind with a puff.

A hole was punched out of the sandbag full of sand, and the sand inside fell out in a rustling line. Looking at the huge hole in the sandbag, Yang Ling pushed his helmet, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

A winter's training kept him away from the cruel battlefield. Now that he returns to the battlefield, he can't help being a little careless. If he slows down a little bit, he may be reimbursed.

"boom!"

On Yang Ling's side of the battlefield, there was also the muffled sound of seventy-nine rifles. It was the brothers of the third battalion sniper platoon who shot back at the devils.

"Deputy head, are you okay?" Wang Meng, the captain of the first company, saw Yang Ling rolling into the trench, and hurried over to help Yang Ling up.

"It's okay." Yang Ling dusted off the dirt on his clothes, and said with some self-mockery, "I'm being careless."

Yang Ling sat down with his back against the trench, took out the kettle on his waist, poured himself a mouthful of cold water, and asked, "How are the casualties, brothers?"

Company commander Wang Meng was also relieved to see that Yang Ling was fine. If Yang Ling, the deputy commander, encountered an accident in their company's defense section, he might as well be the company commander.

"Twenty-five were killed, eleven were seriously injured, and the rest were minor injuries, which did not affect the battle."

Although Yang Ling was already mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel a little heavy when he heard that so many people lost their fighting power in just one night.