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

"Regiment deputy, let's just build a blocking position on the spot. Why do we have to go back? What if we run into a devil?"

Watching Yang Ling lead the team back, Captain Wang Huzi approached him very puzzled and asked.

The deputy battalion commander, Old Smoker, pushed Wang Huzi and urged, "Huzi, hurry up, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Wang Huzi looked at Yang Ling silently, so he closed his mouth in resentment, turned around and walked a few miles with the team with doubts.

"Stop." When they reached a small river, Yang Ling gestured for the team to stop.

Although the water in this small river is not deep, only more than ten meters wide, but compared to the unobstructed plain, it is more suitable for blocking the devil soldiers who are chasing up.

When Wang Huzi saw the flowing river, he immediately understood Yang Ling's intentions. He was about to call his brothers to dig foxholes along the river bank and prepare to set up a blocking position, but Yang Ling shook his head.

Before Wang Huzi could ask, Yang Ling had already started assigning tasks: "Wang Huzi, bring me three machine guns and ambush me in the bushes. Your task is to block this bridge after fighting."

"Shunzi, take 150 brothers to ambush me in the field over there, and listen to my order to open fire."

"Wang Zikun, bury all the landmines on the road over there for me, and send someone to put some explosives under the bridge."

After Yang Ling gave them instructions, he asked Old Smoker to lead a group of people to ambush along the river embankment, blocking the entire river, preparing to lay an ambush for the devils.

Yang Ling didn't want to confront the devils head-on. After all, this was just a post-stop war, and there was no need to fight to the death, because once the war of resistance turned into a war of attrition and there were more and more devils, they would be the ones to suffer.

In this case, the only way to take advantage of the devil's paralysis is to eat up the opponent's chasing troops in one bite. If he can't eat them, the small river can block the devil's pursuit and prevent him from falling into a passive situation.

The brothers quickly got busy, those who planted the mines, those who laid the explosives, and the rest of the brothers hid in various places, covered with flowers and plants to camouflage, lying on the ground, almost blending with the surrounding environment.

Yang Ling and the others didn't have to wait long, when there was a rumbling sound from across the river, and soon a row of devil cavalry appeared in the sight of the brothers, filling the sky with smoke and dust.

Yang Ling looked out through the gaps in the grass. He estimated that there were more than 100 cavalrymen of the Devils. He patted the tiger next to him and said, "Tell the brothers, let them all come over before you fire."

Huzi understood, and conveyed the order in a low voice. The brothers quietly lay in ambush everywhere, watching the devil cavalry riding on the oriental horse appear in the field of vision, and lightly fired bullets.

The commander of the Devil Cavalry was ordered to command the retreating Chinese army. He reined in his horse in front of the small wooden bridge and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

Looking at the discarded supplies and cooking pots scattered around the wooden bridge, the commander of the Devil Cavalry showed a knowing smile. It seemed that the Chinese army had retreated. With his legs clamped on the belly of the horse, he rushed to the wooden bridge first.

More than a hundred devil soldiers followed their commander and rode horses slowly across the wooden bridge. Suddenly, a devil noticed a reflection of light in the bushes more than 100 meters away, and immediately became alert. He pointed there and yelled loudly.

It turned out that a brother didn't pay attention, and the sunlight reflected by the bayonet was noticed by the devil cavalry, but the devil had already entered the ambush circle, and it was too late to find out now.

"Shoot!" Yang Ling decisively gave the order to attack, the trigger was pulled, the body of the gun shook, and the scorching bullets flew out quickly, piercing into the chest of the screaming devil.

The devil on the horse spurted a stream of blood from his chest, his body was hit by the bullet, and he fell off the horse involuntarily.

"There is an ambush! Retreat! Retreat!" The devil cavalry commander also noticed the ambush covered in weeds and branches, turned his horse's head and shouted to retreat.

Swish bullets shot out from all directions, covering the devil cavalry crowded at the bridgehead, the sound of puffing bullets piercing the flesh continued to resound, devils fell off their horses constantly, and the bridgehead was in chaos.

Body 4 Chapter [-] Escape

Short and powerful gunshots resounded in the ears, and the lethal bullets were intertwined into a dense firepower net.

The flying bullets pierced the devil soldiers' bodies and exploded their heads. Scarlet blood spattered and wailed continuously.

The horse under the crotch of the devil cavalry was also covered with blood holes under the intensive firepower, and it fell to the ground with a mournful cry, throwing the devil on the horse high.

Xiaohe bridgehead had a good shooting range, but now it became a nightmare for the devil cavalry. They crowded together and became a living target for Yang Ling and the others.

Some devil cavalry got off their horses and lay down on the bloody corpses and raised their guns to fight back, but a string of grenades was thrown over them, and they also became bloody corpses.

The flames of the grenade explosion shrouded the bridge, and the explosive fragments and gravel splashed around radiated. The frightened horses went crazy and didn't know the way. .

The devil commander retreated loudly, but the wooden bridge was narrow and could only accommodate two cavalry retreating at the same time, but under the raging bullets, there was time for more than a hundred of their cavalry to retreat calmly.

More than a dozen devil cavalry who were left behind turned around the pier and ran up the wooden bridge. They thought they had escaped, but the machine guns in the bushes not far away rang out.

The machine gunners were all veterans who had escaped death. They fired short and precise three bursts, and called the devil cavalry exposed on the bridge one by one.

The bullets hit the devil cavalrymen covered in blood mist, and they fell into the water like dumplings in a pot, and the river was dyed blood red in an instant, just like a dyeing vat.

Machine guns blocked the escape route of the devil cavalry, and anyone who rushed up the wooden bridge was smashed into pieces and fell into the water. Seeing that the retreat route was cut off, the commander of the devil cavalry was furious.

The commander of the devil cavalry raised his sharp saber, and led the remaining dozens of devil cavalry to charge Yang Ling and the others against the rain of bullets. The distance of more than [-] meters was reached in an instant.

If a group of recruits encountered the devil's desperate charge, they would have already been overwhelmed by the overwhelming momentum, and they would probably collapse.

But Yang Ling and the others were veterans who had fought tough battles, so they wouldn't take the little devil's tricks seriously.

"Grenade hello!"

Yang Ling untied the grenade hanging from his waist, unscrewed the cover, pulled the string, and threw it towards the group of devil cavalry.

The grenade exploded in the air, with a bang, and the exploding fragments splashed in all directions immediately disfigured four or five devils, deeply embedded in their flesh and blood, and fell one by one.

The brethren were not polite either, and a string of grenades were thrown out with a wave of their arms. The explosion was full of flames and smoke, and it was very lively.

As the smoke cleared, all the remaining devil cavalrymen were knocked to the ground, and those who were still panting twisted and wailed on the ground, losing their fighting power.

Shunzi rushed forward with his bayonets in hand, and stabbed the surviving devil soldiers one by one, and in an instant, there were only corpses left on the ground.

Seeing that more than 100 devil soldiers became their ghosts in the blink of an eye, while only four or five of the brothers were scratched by stray bullets, the ease of this battle made them feel a little unreal.

In the past, every time they interrupted the blocking battle, they suffered heavy casualties, but this time they killed so many devils with zero casualties. They looked at Yang Ling with admiration. It turned out that the battle could still be fought like this.

Yang Ling and the others unexpectedly wiped out the arrogant Devil Cavalry, and fought a beautiful battle of annihilation.

The gunfire of the battle made the devils behind think that the cavalry unit had bitten the retreating Chinese army, and a motorized infantry squadron immediately accelerated to the battlefield.

"The devil is here again!"

Seeing the Bian Sanlun and the dazzling sun flag approaching with a bang, the vigilant sentry shouted.

"Damn it, the little devil came so fast!" The brothers who were cleaning the battlefield had to lie down and hide behind the river embankment in a hurry, ready to fight.

Although Yang Ling and the others killed more than 100 reckless devil cavalry by surprise, the gunfire also exposed them, and it was impossible to launch an ambush, so they could only rely on the river embankment to slow down the devil's pursuit.

The newly arrived Devil Squadron Leader saw the dead cavalry on the other side of the bank through his binoculars. After cursing the idiot secretly, he ordered the troops to attack.

The leader of the Devil Squadron looked at the blood-stained wooden bridge, and dispatched a vehicle with a machine gun to shoot and attack, trying to rush across the wooden bridge.

But Yang Ling and the others had been prepared for a long time. With a loud bang, the devil soldier's motorcycle and the entire wooden bridge were blown to pieces in the flames of the explosion, and the entire wooden bridge was destroyed by Yang Ling and the others.

Looking at the broken corpses and rotten wood floating on the river, the leader of the Devil Squadron gritted his teeth with hatred and had to send people across the river to attack.

A part of the Devil's troops dispersed with a clatter, dragged the skirmish line with a large distance and slid down the river embankment, preparing to wade across the river.

There were also some devil soldiers lying on the other side of the river embankment and shooting. The grenade launchers were set up and rumbled towards Yang Ling and the others.