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

The major saw that Yang Ling didn't seem to be telling a lie, his blood was agitated in his bones, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I won't come out of Sichuan if I'm afraid of death!"

"Okay, let your brother turn around now, let's fight back together!" Yang Ling ordered, seeing that the major was also a bloody man.

This Sichuan army major is also a bloody man. He raised the pistol in his hand and shouted: "Brothers in the Sichuan army! Chairman Liu's last words! If the devils don't leave the country for a day, the Sichuan army will never return home! We are not cowards! Follow 74 Brothers in the army, kill them back!"

"Kill back... don't be a coward!"

"Go back! Go back and regain the position!"

Encouraged by the major, the Sichuan Army brothers who were crowded on the road started clamoring one after another, turned around and headed towards Minshan again.

"These Sichuan guys are really kind!"

The brothers of the third battalion were full of contempt when they saw these shabby-dressed Sichuan army routs, but when they saw that they were going to fight back with them, their views on them changed a lot.

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Yang Ling and the others hurried and finally arrived at the front line of Minshan Mountain at one o'clock in the afternoon. From a distance, they heard the gunshots like popping beans and the deafening sound of cannons.

The air was full of dry heat, the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and the strong smell of blood made the sweat-soaked brothers feel the tense atmosphere of the battlefield.

In the grass on both sides of the muddy road, there were wounded soldiers with missing arms and legs lying under the big trees. Their distorted faces were full of pain and howling constantly.

The brothers from the third battalion who came up with new reinforcements rushed past these dying and seriously wounded with their guns on their backs. Looking at their bloody bodies, their expressions became tense.

"Stop advancing, wait for orders in hiding on the spot—"

Yang Ling waved to the back at a distance of 600 meters from the battlefield, and the brothers stopped.

Captain Wang Huzi held the shell gun in his hand, and quickly lay down behind a tree trunk with a thick forearm, poked out half of his head to observe the situation ahead.

The brothers of a company behind him all huffed and scatter behind the weeds and stones by the roadside, heavy breathing and the sound of gun stocks colliding.

Yang Ling, the deputy head of the regiment, had already trotted forward with a few guards, ready to contact the 0nd Regiment and ask about the situation on the battlefield.

Wang Huzi and the others hurried all the way, sweat had already soaked his clothes, and it was sticky on his back at the moment, so he couldn't care less.

He looked towards the hillside where the gunfire was fierce in front of him, even though he crawled out of the dead people several times, he still took a deep breath.

On the small hill hundreds of meters ahead, shells flew from nowhere and slammed on it, and the deafening explosion set off flames and dust soaring into the sky. The whole hill was like a boat in a storm, trembling violently May capsize at any time.

He saw those guns and bodies were thrown into the sky in the flames of the explosion, and they were already torn apart when they fell.

The entire hill has been wiped out by bullets and explosions, leaving only a few smoking tree stumps standing bare, and the blood-red fluffy soil is full of broken brains and limbs.

The violent barrage of fire enveloped the hillside, and waves of ghost soldiers wearing cold steel helmets were rushing up from the other side with bayonet-mounted [-] rifles...

Text Chapter 441 Retreat as Advance

The battlefield has turned into a piece of scorched earth, and the swishing bullets are flying around, stirring up pillars of mud that soar to the sky on the ground.

Yang Ling and a few brothers braved their waists and quickly rushed across the bombed-out gentle slope, rolled and jumped into a newly constructed trench.

"Boom!"

A [-]mm high-explosive bomb fell on the edge of the trench and exploded suddenly. The gravel and soil mixed with explosive fragments splashed around, blasting a gap in the simple trench.

Yang Ling judged that this was the extended bombardment of the Devil's [-]-type infantry artillery. He brushed off the mud covering his body, looked back and saw that his brothers were all right, and then continued walking along the trench.

The Type [-] infantry artillery can not only shoot directly, but also shoot curvedly. It is suitable for use in complex terrain and is an important support firepower for the Devil's infantry.

Most of the time, only the troops of the devil brigade were equipped with the [-]-type infantry artillery. Listening to the high-explosive bombs exploding all around, Yang Ling's face became a little dignified, and the devil's force was very strong.

Yang Ling and the others walked forward for about 100 meters along the trench. The devils shelled continuously, and fragmented bodies could be seen everywhere, and the soil was stained blood red.

The trenches were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, which made people cough and sneeze uncontrollably.

Yang Ling met Lin Xiufeng, the leader of the 0nd Regiment, in a temporary hiding place near the hill. This meticulous leader was covered in brown soil and cannon fodder, so Yang Ling almost didn't recognize him.

"Tuan Lin...Tuan Leader Lin!"

Amidst the rumbling cannons, Yang Ling yelled loudly several times, and Lin Xiufeng turned around to notice Yang Ling's arrival.

Lin Xiufeng was obviously very happy to see Yang Ling's arrival, and hurried over to grab Yang Ling's hand and said, "Deputy Head Yang, you have finally come up, if you don't come, brothers, I won't be able to stand it anymore!"

The air wave of the explosion swept a large amount of sand and dust into the trench, forcing Yang Ling and the others to squat down to talk.

Yang Ling asked loudly, "What's the situation now?"

"Damn it, the devils have already seized Minshan Mountain first, and the battalion walking ahead has been wiped out when they encountered the devils in an ambush, and the battalion commander Hu Liqun was also killed. If you hadn't sent someone to remind us, our regiment would be finished—— "

After hearing Lin Xiufeng's words, Yang Ling realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Do you know the strength of the devils?"

"There is at least one brigade with fierce firepower!"

"Deputy Commander Yang, the devil's attack was too fierce. My brothers suffered heavy casualties. I can't stand it any longer. Hurry up and let your men come up."

Lin Xiufeng was also anxious, and begged Yang Ling for reinforcements as soon as possible.

Yang Ling withdrew his gaze from the smoky hill ahead and said, "Commander Lin, I only brought one battalion with me, and reinforcements won't help. We have to change our tactics!"

The devil's force had at least one brigade, not to mention the support of the [-]-type infantry artillery. Yang Ling knew very well that even if their third battalion made up their positions to hold on to this wave, it would not last long.

When Captain Lin Xiufeng heard that Yang Ling had brought only one battalion, he seemed to be deflated, and his renewed hope was instantly shattered.

But something is better than nothing. Now that his brother is bleeding and dying in front, he has no time to delay: "Deputy Commander Yang, don't be fooled. How do you want to fight?"

"Leader Lin, we can't fight the devils recklessly. You tell your brothers to retreat first, and I will lead people to ambush in the back, trying to eliminate a wave of devils, and then consolidate the position!"

Lin Xiufeng looked at the battlefield trembling under the devil's artillery fire, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Listen to you!"

"Ten more minutes!" After Yang Ling finished speaking, he led a few brothers out of the trench and returned to the hiding place of the third battalion.

The devil's cannon fire was fierce, and Yang Ling didn't want his brothers to rush up to be cannon fodder, so he was going to lure the enemy into the depths, and catch the devil who was chasing him by surprise.

Now the devils don't know that a battalion of their reinforcements has arrived on the battlefield, and an ambush can achieve an unexpected effect.

After Yang Ling returned to the third battalion, he quickly summoned several main company commanders to his side to arrange combat missions.

"The 0nd Regiment will be withdrawn later. Our task is to lie in ambush in the jungle on both sides, try to eat the devil soldiers chasing us, and then take the opportunity to fight back!"

Yang Ling scratched the ground with a branch and said, "Blacksmith, you Honor Company are hiding in the woods on the left side of the road. The machine gun platoon must suppress the devils!"

"Shunzi, you all hide for me on the hill on the right, and occupy this commanding height!"

"Huzi, you three companies will be the reserve team, and after defeating the devil's pursuers, you will be responsible for the counterattack!"