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

"You block the Chinese people!" Major Devil watched the bullets whizzing towards him, and asked several devil soldiers to stay in the rear.

Without the slightest hesitation, the devil soldiers immediately turned around and lay down on the edge of the rocks and pits to shoot at Yang Ling and the others.

A brother rushed too fast, a bullet pierced his calf, and he staggered and rolled on the ground.

"Are you all right?" Yang Ling hurriedly lay down behind a patch of weeds and shot in the direction of the devil, asking loudly.

"It's okay, the calf was bitten by a bullet." The brother who rolled into the grass replied with some pain.

Hearing that the brother could still shout, Yang Ling also breathed a sigh of relief, and gestured to the brothers beside him, and they immediately surrounded him from both sides knowingly.

"Boom!"

Yang Ling and the others lay down on the front and fired at the devils, and the brothers who surrounded them with two grenades knocked out the devils who blocked them.

Wet soil and gravel splashed everywhere, and before the smell of gunpowder smoke dissipated, Yang Ling and the others rushed forward.

A devil nestled in the pit had his calf covered in blood and his clothes were cut into a mess by the explosion. When he saw Yang Ling and the others rushing over, he grabbed the grenade and was about to throw it.

"Lie down!"

Yang Ling let out a loud roar, and fell down on the ground in response. With the rumble, the devil didn't throw out the grenade, but instead blew himself into a pile of rotten meat.

"Hey, I can't live without doing my own crime!" Looking at the devil soldier who was blown into rotten flesh, a brother smashed him hard.

Another ghost soldier who had been shot with several bullet holes and was still alive was killed by a brother who shot and smashed his neck.

The ghost soldiers climbed up the pass along the gentle slope, and from time to time condescended to throw grenades behind them. The rumbling explosions blasted dead leaves and gravel all over the sky, making Yang Ling and the others afraid to approach.

But Yang Ling and the others were not in a hurry to chase, anyway, this group of devils had already gotten into the trap and couldn't escape.

The gunshots were getting closer and closer, mixed with the sound of booming explosions, and the brothers of the secret agent company in the ambush at the pass couldn't help becoming nervous.

Qin Shou, the company commander of the secret service, hid behind a big rock with a pistol in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the gentle slope down the mountain, and his heart was beating wildly.

"Here we come, here we come." A devil soldier wearing a mesh helmet got out of the weeds and appeared in Qin Shou's field of vision.

"What a fart, I'm not blind!"

Qin Shou yelled at the reckless brother in a low voice: "Be quiet, I, listen to my order and shoot again!"

The brothers were nervous when they heard the gunshots, but now they calmed down when they saw the devil appearing in front of them. They moved their guns and aimed down the mountain.

This group of ghost soldiers was chased by Yang Ling and the others in a panic. They just glanced at the pass and thought it was all right, and then climbed up with their buttocks pouted.

Guizi Shaozuo was very embarrassed, but when he heard gunshots behind him, he cursed inwardly, and was about to climb up the pass and teach the pursuers a lesson.

Yang Ling and the others chased after them calmly, stopping from time to time to aim and shoot. Several devils were hit by the bullets flying behind them and rolled down the mountain.

The brothers ambushing at the pass saw the devil getting closer and closer, from a blurred figure to being able to see the ugly face of the opponent, some brothers' palms were almost sweating.

"Hit me!" Qin Shou saw that the devil had reached within 30 meters, he let out a loud shout, the muzzle of the pistol in his hand was pointing down, and he started to hit him bang bang bang.

Facing the sudden attack of condescending bullets, the two ghost soldiers who were climbing up with their buttocks pouted, rolled down bleeding all over, no matter how they could avoid it.

"Da da da——" The Czech-style light machine gun mounted on a soil beam also opened fire.

The bullets from the machine gun were like blowing wind, and the emerald green leaves were smashed and broken. The bullets penetrated into the devil soldiers, and blood mist kept rising, and four or five devil soldiers were immediately smashed into sieves.

"There's an ambush up there! There's an ambush!" Suddenly, the rain of bullets pouring down from above stunned the devil soldiers who were climbing towards the pass, and the lieutenant screamed and fell down to fight back.

These little devils are also well-trained. Facing the attack from above, they quickly lie down and covertly fight back.

The whizzing bullets flew up from the hillside, and the heads of several brothers who were not well concealed were blown open, and brains and blood flew around.

But this annoyed Qin Shou, the commander of the secret service company, and emptied the bullets in the shell gun in one breath, and shouted: "Grenade, kill these bastards!"

A string of grenades flew from the pass to the devils, rumbling explosions continued, and those devil soldiers who were lying on the ground shooting were immediately thrown off their feet.

The devil soldiers wanted to throw grenades to fight back, but their arms could not reach the brothers on the pass at all.

Qin Shou and the others beat down condescendingly, and the remaining devils were suppressed on the gentle slope and could not move, which made the devils anxious like ants on a hot pot.

The devils were flanked by Yang Ling and the others for a charge, and most of them were quickly reimbursed. The few remaining devil soldiers stared back to back like wild beasts baring their fangs, refusing to surrender.

"Damn it!" Qin Shou, the special agent company commander, grabbed the machine gun, and sent a few bullets at the few surviving devils, sending them to meet the King of Hades.

Looking at the corpses of the ghost soldiers scattered all over the hillside, the brothers seem to have passed away, and they reimbursed more than 20 little devils so easily?

"Treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield." Yang Ling put away his gun after making sure that the devil hadn't slipped through the net.

The brothers began to pick up the guns of the devils, and as usual, touched their pockets to sweep up the spoils.

A brother excitedly went to pick up the devil's saber, but found that the devil lying on the ground was still panting.

"Here's another one alive!"

Hearing the brother's yelling, the rest of the brothers ordered to surround him with their guns, and found a devil officer who was stunned by the explosion.

"Leave a life alive, and you can exchange it for reward money." Just as Qin Shou was about to make another shot, Yang Ling walked over.

In the past, Yang Ling slaughtered all the devils he saw, but as the saying goes, if you eat something, you will gain wisdom. Now you can not only exchange it for rewards, but if you pry out a little more information, wouldn't it be a profit?

The brothers found a tree vine and tied up the devil officer who was struggling so much after waking up, and stuffed a blood-stained rag in his mouth, fearing that he would bite his tongue and kill himself.

"Yingxiao?" When he saw the devil officer with one black and one white face, Yang Ling realized that he was an old acquaintance.

Text Chapter 437 Special Forces

The devil who was still struggling, Zuo Yingxiao was slightly taken aback, and he did not expect that the two sides would meet again on the battlefield.

"Damn it, it's really you, a damned bastard!"

Qin Shou, the spy company commander, also stepped forward and recognized this devil officer as the leader of the team of disguised devils they encountered on the way back from Jiangyin last year.

"Hey, little devil, I didn't expect to fall into the hands of the master again today."

Qin Shou became excited, and walked around Yingxiao who was bound by five flowers, muttering to himself, very proud: "There is a saying, yes, you can hide from the first day of the junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day." .”

When they evacuated from Jiangyin last year, they encountered this group of little devils pretending to be friendly troops, and they were almost fooled.

In the end, under Yang Ling's command, they teamed up with the Jiangbei guerrillas to kill them, but it was a pity that the devil leader escaped.

What I didn't expect now was going around, and this little devil's money was still in their hands, so Qin Shou felt very proud.

Yang Ling was also very surprised. He didn't expect that the commander who almost took Wang Yaowu's division to infiltrate the troops turned out to be an old acquaintance.

"Let him speak." Yang Ling looked coldly at the executioner whose hands were stained with Chinese blood, and asked someone to remove the rag stuffed in his mouth.