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

Those ghost soldiers leaning on the window and shooting out were directly thrown out of the room by the shock wave from behind, and flew out along the window.

Wounded and moaning on the ground, the ghost soldier didn't understand what was going on, when he saw several companions rushing over, stabbing them down with sharp bayonets, and he couldn't stand his eyes.

Shunzi led people to deal with the devil guards sleeping in the rooms on both sides, while Yang Ling led people straight to the shining main room, which should be the command post of devil soldiers.

Hearing the sudden gunshots from the yard outside, the busy staff officers and officers suddenly raised their heads and looked out.

A devil's staff officer wanted to go out to check the situation, but a stray bullet from nowhere hit him in the chest, and he staggered back a few steps before falling to the ground.

"Turn out all the lights!"

The leader of the Devils Alliance reacted quickly, and when he heard more and more gunshots, he immediately shouted.

The room originally illuminated by horse lanterns and candles suddenly fell into darkness following the commander's order. The staff officers and officers all drew their pistols and stared at the door as if they were facing an enemy with the help of a table.

Yang Ling wanted to rush in with all his might and kill him, but before he got there, the room was dark and the situation inside was unknown. He grabbed a brother who was about to rush in, and shook his head at him.

"Use a grenade!"

A string of grenades were thrown into the house along the door and windows, and there was a rumbling explosion. Explosive fragments and shattered sawdust sprayed out, and the air was full of the choking smell of gunpowder smoke.

Amidst the gunpowder smoke, a bruised devil tried to rush out, but as soon as he rushed out, he was shot dead on the spot by Yang Ling and the others who were guarding the door.

The gunshots in the yard alarmed the devils and patrols around. They were rushing over from all directions, with torches and dense footsteps everywhere.

Wang Dongming, who was guarding the door, tore off the button that was strangling his neck, and directed the other two brothers to jump into the sandbag bunker in front of the yard.

"Get closer and hit again!"

Seeing countless devil-fighting soldiers with steel helmets rushing towards them in the dark night, Wang Dongming took a deep breath and ordered calmly while checking the ammunition.

It was also the first time for the other two brothers to encounter such a dangerous situation. Seeing the devil pressing over, their hearts were raised in their throats.

But they all understand at this moment that this is the time to desperately, if they can't stop the devil, they will all be finished!

"Fight!" Seeing that the devil had almost reached the 100-meter position, Wang Dongming yelled almost crazily.

He had a Type [-] light machine gun on his shoulder, and it swept across the ghost soldiers crowded in the narrow street.

"Da da da da da-"

Facing such a dense crowd of devil soldiers, Wang Dongming pulled the trigger to the end and shot directly at a long point.

"Puff puff!"

"Ah!"

"Uh--"

The ghost soldiers who had come for reinforcements encountered this sudden attack, and their pitch-black vision was limited. Facing the bullets as dense as raindrops, they were immediately overturned, and the blood was thick.

Wang Dongming, who had fired one magazine, pulled the trigger of another machine gun almost without a pause, while the two brothers became the backup and ammunition hand.

The three of them hid behind the sandbag bunker, and they couldn't get out of it. The devil hurriedly lay down to hide, and the bullets that returned fire flew over.

Text 4 Chapter Vicious Captain

Wang Dongming and the other two brothers were all veterans who had escaped death. They fought with a fierceness that was not afraid of death. Although there were many devils, they did not show any fear.

The bullets fired back by the devil soldiers came whistling with the howling sound of tearing the air. The bullets splashed muddy water and sank into the wall.

"Da da da--"

The Type [-] light machine gun trembled amidst the roar. Wang Dongming gritted his teeth tightly, holding the trigger with his fingers and never letting go. A string of bullets swept out and penetrated into the darkness.

Although there were many devil soldiers rushing along the street, they were firmly suppressed in the narrow street. Many devils were beaten into air-leaking sieves, and the corpses piled up like mountains.

The devils behind were still yelling fiercely, stepping on the blood puddles where their feet were drowned, turning over the corpses and continuing to attack forward, trying to take the command post back from Wang Dongming's hands.

In the darkness, gunshots rang out, and deadly bullets flew around. A brother's arm was pierced by bullets, bleeding profusely. He fell into the dirty muddy water and cried out in pain.

The scorching bullets also knocked off Wang Dongming's steel helmet, and the bullets that flew past his scalp cut off his hair, and he could smell the burnt smell of his hair.

The Type [-] light machine gun was still pouring bullets at the devils rushing towards them almost without interruption, and the devils seemed to be crazy, rushing forward one after another, rushing here regardless of casualties.

Soon the devils called in the grenades, and the grenades were fired with a bang. The old devils operated the grenades, and the grenades landed precisely inside the machine gun bunker.

"Be careful!" Wang Dongming's ammunition hand yelled when he heard the sharp piercing sound coming from his ears, and threw Wang Dongming to the ground with his arms around the machine gun.

"Boom!" With several loud bangs, the entire machine gun bunker was blown to pieces in the flames of the explosion, and muddy water mixed with explosion fragments sprayed radially towards the surroundings.

Wang Dongming's ears were buzzing from the explosion at close range, and he was temporarily deaf. The violent explosion air wave covered his body with mud and sand.

The blocking machine gun went silent, and the devil soldiers surged up like a tide, their faces under their helmets distorted with anger.

Hearing the screams of the ghost soldiers who were getting closer and closer, Wang Dongming shook his head to make himself more sober. He saw two other brothers lying next to him. Their bodies were bloody and he couldn't find a piece of them. complete place.

He struggled to grab the Type [-] light machine gun that was blown away two meters away, but when he caught it, he found that the barrel of the gun was blown into twists, so he had to throw it away. He went to touch the rifle again, but it was pitch black. I don't know where it was blown up.

A figure of a ghost soldier wearing a steel helmet jumped over the sundries and rushed towards Wang Dongming with his bayonet straightened. Wang Dongming dragged his injured thigh and rolled to avoid the devil's downward stab.

The Japanese soldier stabbed too hard, and the bayonet sank deeply into the soil. Taking advantage of the time when he was pulling out the bayonet, Wang Dongming grabbed his ankle and pulled hard.

The devil's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into the muddy water with a plop. Wang Dongming, whose life was threatened, mustered all his strength and threw himself on the devil, trying to kill him.

But this devil was also extremely ferocious. He simply threw away the unhandy rifle, hugged Wang Dongming with both hands, and the two sides scuffled in the muddy water.

At this moment, a few more devils rushed over with bayonets in their hands, but just as they ran a few meters away, bullets pierced their bodies, and they staggered and fell down.

Yang Ling and the others took care of the devil's command post in the yard. Now reinforcements were coming out, and the devil soldiers who rushed close were blown to pieces.

Shunzi rushed to Wang Dongming, who was wrestling with the devil in the mud, and slammed the butt of his gun on the devil soldier's head, knocking the devil dizzy.

Before the devil soldier could react, he shot the devil soldier in the head at close range. At such a close distance, the devil soldier's head burst like a ripe watermelon, with a stench Wang Dongming's face was splashed with brains.

Shunzi pulled the exhausted Wang Dongming up from the ground and asked, "Are you all right?"

Wang Dongming wiped his stinky brains with his sleeve in disgust and replied: "The bullet pierced through my leg and I can't walk away. Give me a gun and I'll cover you. Get out!"

Shunzi patted Wang Dongming on the shoulder and cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's go together!" As he spoke, he supported Wang Dongming and retreated towards Yang Ling and the others.

Walking up to Yang Ling and the others, he found that Yang Ling and the others were guarding a bloody and spiky devil officer at the moment. Judging by his rank, he was still a lieutenant.

"Speak to the devil, tell us to stop shooting and let us go, otherwise we will kill him!" Yang Ling ordered to the injured Wang Dongming.

Wang Dongming understood, knowing that his life might depend on this devil's lieutenant, he shouted at the top of his voice.

Those ghost soldiers who were carrying grenade grenades and preparing to bombard again were really afraid. The machine guns and rifles all stopped, and the scene suddenly fell into a dead silence. Both sides kicked each other with guns, and no one dared to move rashly.