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

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The artillery shells dragging white smoke tore through the air, and smashed into the Japanese positions hundreds of meters away at extreme speed.

"Boom, boom,..."

There was a deafening explosion, shaking the scorched earth on the trench wall, and thick smoke mixed with flames enveloped the Japanese positions.

"Damn it, this is enough for you to drink a pot, let you be arrogant again."

The old smoker bent his waist and observed the Japanese army's position was covered by gunpowder smoke, and grinned. In the past, they could only be beaten and could not fight back. Now they can take the initiative to attack, which is not to mention the pain in their hearts.

Although the regiment was equipped with anti-aircraft guns and mortars, there were not many shells, so they had to be used sparingly. The shelling stopped after a few minutes.

"Go! Go! Hurry up!" Yang Ling's voice rang out as soon as the gunfire stopped and the gunpowder smoke dissipated.

Yang Ling's voice was so penetrating that all the brothers in the trench jumped up and jumped out of the trench with their guns in hand, rushing towards the little devil's position.

The brothers no longer rushed to the other side in the past, this time there was no shouting of mountains and tsunamis, and they rushed forward quickly according to the attack formation during training, and the speed of each figure was frighteningly fast.

The Japanese army got used to the rampant attack like a bull on the Chinese battlefield, and they became extremely arrogant.

They also got news that a new Chinese army had arrived on the opposite side of them. They were replenishing ammunition, adjusting firepower, and preparing to launch a new round of attack.

But unexpectedly, Yang Ling and the others launched the attack first, and the extremely rapid artillery fire stunned the Japanese army. When they reacted, Yang Ling's assault troops from the third battalion had rushed to a distance of tens of meters from the Japanese trenches. .

"Chinaman! Chinaman!"

A sergeant who shook off the dirt from his helmet had just stood up from the trench and was about to observe the enemy's situation when he suddenly saw Chinese soldiers rushing over in a black mass, and his shrill voice rang out in the gunpowder smoke.

The sergeant reacted quickly, pulling the breech bolt to prepare to shoot, but a scorching bullet had already flown towards him at an extremely fast speed, knocking off the helmet on his head with a bang.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Intensive gunshots rang out, and the Japanese Sergeant who had taken off his helmet hadn’t reacted yet, and several bullets flew towards him, puffing into his chest, causing blood and flesh to splatter, and his body was hit by the impact force of the bullets. He backed up involuntarily, slipped and fell into the trench.

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In the smoke-filled trenches came the screams of the Japanese army, and then the old smoker saw a group of unkempt Japanese soldiers who were burnt black and rushed out of the smoke like enraged beasts.

Yang Ling and the others attacked without warning, a burst of artillery fire, and before the Japanese army could react, their assault troops had already rushed through the first trench of the Japanese army, which made the Japanese army a little confused.

On the Chinese battlefield, with their sharp artillery fire and well-trained soldiers, the Japanese army was in an attacking stance most of the time, and would only switch to a defensive stance when resting.

The Japanese army has arrogance in their bones. They didn't pay attention to the Chinese army with weak combat effectiveness and tattered weapons and equipment, so they kept attacking, attacking, and attacking, attacking the next town, and defeated countless Chinese troops. Flooded.

Although the Chinese army occasionally organizes small-scale attacks, most of them use the cover of night to launch sneak attacks, or use familiar terrain to launch ambushes. Such active attacks in broad daylight are really rare.

"Baga! Counterattack! Counterattack!" The Japanese captain roared angrily.

Yang Ling and the others took the initiative to attack them in broad daylight. This was unacceptable to them. It was a contempt and insult to them, so the captain looked angry with his blood red eyes.

The Japanese army was really well-trained, and they knew something was wrong when they heard the dense gunfire from outside the thick smoke, but they didn't panic, and immediately grabbed their guns and rushed to the first trench, trying to block the attacking Yang Ling and the others.

"Fight! Fight!"

The old smoker rushed fast, seeing a group of ferocious Japanese soldiers rushing out of the thick smoke, he fired without aiming, and then rolled into the bombed trench.

"Puff puff!"

The Japanese soldiers rushed and fought, and the whistling bullets blasted the ground into earth-colored smoke columns, and the old smoker narrowly escaped the bullets flying fast.

The brothers who heard the shout of the old smoker also hurriedly pulled their guns and raised their guns to shoot. The Japanese army's charge was too fast, and the khaki figures were shaking. Most of the guns fired by the brothers missed. Hand to hand in the first trench.

The old smoker looked at the Japanese soldiers rushing madly, pulled down the wooden handle grenade hanging from his waist, pulled the string with his hand, and white smoke began to smoke.

"You motherfucker's little devil!" Old Smoker cursed, and after a pause of three seconds, he swung his arm vigorously, and the grenade whirled and flew towards the charging Japanese army.

"Boom!"

The grenade exploded among the charging Japanese soldiers, and four or five Japanese soldiers disappeared immediately in the flames and thick smoke. Explosive fragments and pieces of meat splashed everywhere covered the old smoker hiding in the trench.

"Ah! Ah!" The Japanese soldier whose arm was blown up let out a miserable howl like crying for his father and mother, clutching his bloody broken arm, struggling and rolling on the ground, and the tragic scene made the eyes of the Japanese soldiers behind him turn red.

"Ah! Baga! Road!"

A Japanese lieutenant was close to the explosion point. Countless explosion fragments and blasted stones were embedded in his ferocious face, turning into a bloody pockmarked face. His injury made him even more vicious, like a man-eating beast, Stepping on the ground's bloody pieces of meat, he continued to rush forward.

Under the leadership of this crazy and fierce Japanese lieutenant, more than 20 Japanese soldiers rushed straight to the first trench with shining bayonets.

At this moment, about a dozen brothers have broken through the trenches. They rushed forward with high morale, but they were frightened when they saw the fierceness of the Japanese army. They felt a little guilty and wanted to jump into the trenches. rushed forward.

They pulled the bolts of the guns and fired a row of guns indiscriminately at the approaching Japanese soldiers, but under tension, they shot accurately, and most of the bullets flew into the sky.

Among them, a brother accidentally hit the calf of a Japanese soldier, and the Japanese soldier's calf immediately burst out with blood, but the Japanese soldier didn't care, dragged his injured leg and continued to charge. Some brothers couldn't even pull the bolt of the gun, and even wanted to turn around and run away.

But as soon as the brother turned his head, he was kicked into the trench by the captain and company commander Liu Yidao who rushed up from behind, and he cursed: "A worthless thing! I'm ashamed of myself!"

"Machine gunner! Hit me!" Liu Yidao rolled up his sleeves, cursing and yelling.

The machine gunner who rushed up behind him held the folded tripod in one hand, pulled the trigger in the other, and aimed a long burst with his machine gun at the rushing Japanese army.

"Da da da--"

The violent bullets roared out, and the rear shock of the machine gun made the machine gunner tremble all over. He gritted his teeth and forcefully finished a clip.

The most ferocious and ferocious Japanese soldiers rushing to the front fell to the ground in an instant with a clip of bullets, and the Japanese soldiers behind were not afraid, and still rushed forward shouting slogans that shook the sky.

"Da da da!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The weapons of the brothers opened fire, and the dense rain of bullets swept towards the Japanese army, and the blood mist rose. These Japanese soldiers fell into the trenches before they could scream.

"Rush! Continue to charge forward!" Seeing that all the counterattacking Japanese troops were wiped out, Liu Yidao jumped into the trench, picked up those brothers who were scared to hide in the trench, and yelled at them to continue to charge forward.

These recruits were valiant and eager to go to the battlefield to fight the devils, but the battlefield where the bullets roared and flew frightened them enough.

But in the face of Liu Yidao, the vicious chief, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to advance.

The deputy battalion commander, Old Smoker, also kicked up the trembling recruit hiding beside him: "Follow your platoon leader! Quick!"

Although this recruit was terrified to the extreme, he was trained strictly on weekdays. Hearing the officer's yelling, he subconsciously stood up and chased after his platoon leader.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A series of bullets flew over and brushed past the recruit, making him want to retreat again in fright, but the old smoker roared from behind again, he finally gritted his teeth and did not retreat any more.

Even the platoon leaders are veterans who have experienced many battles, no matter how bad they are, they crawled out of the dead. They rushed forward fiercely and did not fear death, and played a good leading role.