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

Although the artillery fire was fierce in front of him, Yang Ling remained calm in the face of danger, which calmed down the flustered hearts of the several company commanders.

"Mr. Yang, what about us?" Seeing that Yang Ling didn't assign tasks to himself and the others, the Major of the Sichuan Army asked.

"You guys will be the reserve team with the third company, and when the time comes to fight back, what do you think?"

The major stood up and saluted: "I promise not to let the little devil escape!"

Yang Ling had allocated several boxes of grenades and more than 2000 rounds of ammunition to these Sichuan Army brothers, and they had regained their combat effectiveness.

"Are you clear about your respective tasks?!" Yang Ling glanced over Wang Huzi's face and asked loudly.

"clear!"

"Okay, act!" Yang Ling didn't hesitate at all.

The captain and company commander Blacksmith strode back to his company, and shouted orders to the brothers lying on the side of the road hiding: "All companies pay attention! Go to the woods over there to ambush!"

Orders and prohibitions are the guarantee for an army to win battles, and Yang Ling and the others, as a unit of the central army, pay attention to discipline on weekdays.

After receiving the order, the brothers of the third battalion and third company quickly moved to the forest on the left side of the road without the slightest hesitation.

The distance from the jungle to the road is only a short distance of more than 100 meters. The brothers are all veterans, well-trained, and rely on trees and bushes to quickly hide.

Because Yang Ling and the others were traveling lightly, they left all the heavy machine guns in the battalion to the troops behind, and only carried Czech light machine guns.

In addition to a heavy machine gun platoon, the blacksmith's third company also had five Czech-style light machine guns. At the moment, they were all placed behind stones with a good shooting range, condescending and able to block the road.

Blacksmith and his three companies are all veterans who have returned from injury, and they belong to the honor company.

They lurk quietly behind the trees and bushes, and the camouflage on their bodies makes them almost blend in with the surroundings.

Yang Ling and the others were just getting ready. In less than 10 minutes, the 0nd Regiment couldn't withstand the onslaught of the devils and had already stepped down.

The 0nd Regiment did not expect the devils to seize Minshan first, and the first battalion who served as the vanguard was wiped out.

The head of the regiment, Lin Xiufeng, led the other two battalions into the battle in a hurry. The bloody battle suffered heavy losses in one day, and it was now at the end of its battle.

The [-]mm high-explosive bomb fell on the hillside with a clanging clang. On the dirt road, the ground trembled violently, and a mushroom cloud from the explosion rose into the sky.

From time to time, those brothers who ran back were thrown into the sky by the explosion of falling shells, and some were also knocked to the ground by the impact gun.

The devil's artillery bombarded the retreating 0 regiment all the way, bloody corpses and fiery red bursting steel flying around.

A high-explosive bomb landed crookedly and landed in the woods by the roadside, and the two brothers lying behind an old tree disappeared instantly.

Broken pieces of cloth and pieces of meat fell on the brothers' bodies, and blood dripped from their necks.

The surrounding brothers were also affected, and countless shattered branches mixed in the strong shock wave of the explosion splashed and embedded in a brother's body.

The brother suddenly became like a hedgehog, grinning in pain, his face distorted.

The brothers of the 0nd Regiment who retreated back and the brothers in charge of the cover kept shooting back, but the devil's marksmanship was more accurate, and they fell one by one like wooden stakes.

Yang Ling hid behind a moss-covered stone, the safety of the shell gun in his hand was already on, watching those brothers who were blown away by shells or bitten by bullets, his chest was burning with anger.

The ghost soldiers who captured the hill position launched a fierce pursuit of the retreating 0 regiment with bayonet-mounted [-] rifles, as if they would not stop until they were killed.

The marksmanship of these chasing devils in motion was also astonishing. Every time they raised their guns and fired, a running Chinese soldier always fell down.

Looking at the devil soldiers rushing towards them with a murderous look, Yang Ling had to admit that there was a sense of toughness and wildness in their bones, which was also what the Chinese army lacked.

Text Chapter 442 Confrontation

Surrounded by a group of lieutenants, the commander of the First Battalion of the Sixth Brigade of the Japanese Army, Lieutenant Mori Shige, set foot on the Chinese army position where corpses were everywhere.

The gunpowder smoke has not yet dissipated, and the air is still filled with a strong smell of blood. In the jungle ravine directly in front of him, Japanese soldiers like wolves and tigers are chasing and fighting the retreating Chinese army.

Seeing the Chinese army fleeing in embarrassment all over the mountains and plains, Lieutenant Commander Morishaga showed contempt on his face.

He mocked: "I thought the No.70 Fourth Army of the Chinese people was so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

The faces of the surrounding lieutenants were full of pride and complacency, and they laughed lightly.

No.70 The Fourth Army almost wiped out the Doiyuan Division on the Lanfeng battlefield, and it was also the main force of the Central Army, so the Japanese army attached great importance to it.

After Mori Shige's brigade defeated the Sichuan army guarding Minshan, they encountered the 74nd Regiment of the 0th Army head-on for reinforcements.

When Lieutenant Mori Shige learned that he was facing the No.70 Fourth Army, he became excited and wanted to compete with a strong opponent like the No.74 Army to prove his strength.

Only in the first round of the confrontation between the two sides, Morishi's brigade wiped out the first battalion of the 0nd regiment, and now it has completely defeated the remaining two battalions.

Sergeant Morishaga, who was about to roll up his sleeves for a big fight, didn't expect the No.70 Fourth Army to be so vulnerable, and felt extremely disappointed.

"Your Excellency, Commander, do you want to give an order to stop the pursuit?"

A lieutenant saw that the attacking troops had chased the defeated Chinese army for nearly a mile. He was worried that the Chinese army would counterattack, so he asked.

How could Lieutenant Mori Shige, who was contemptuous of the Chinese army, let go of the retreating Chinese army?

He ordered: "Order to let the troops continue to pursue and annihilate this Chinese army in one go!"

Lieutenant Assistant Mori Shige also considered encountering a counterattack by the Chinese army, but do these Chinese troops have the courage?

Mori Shige shook his head, looking at those Chinese troops retreating in despair, Lieutenant Mori Shige really couldn't believe that they had the courage to fight back.

Even if they had the courage to fight back, those wolves and tigers under his command would defeat them. Morishie had a mysterious confidence in his subordinates.

Just as Lieutenant Mori Shige was standing in high spirits on the newly captured position and talking, the pursuing Japanese army also came within range of Yang Ling and the others.

The brothers hiding in the woods and grass stared at the Japanese soldiers who were getting closer, and gently pulled the bolt of the gun, and all the bullets were loaded into the barrel of the gun.

These chasing devils kept leaping forward with guns in their hands, and obstacles such as weeds and rocks could not hinder their pace at all.

Their eyes were all attracted by the Chinese soldiers fleeing in embarrassment in front of them, and they didn't notice it at all.

On the jungles and hills on either side of them, a fresh army of black muzzles was already aimed at them.

Yang Ling had been observing the distance of these devils' pursuit, seeing that most of them had entered the shooting range of his brothers, he gave the order to shoot without hesitation.

"Fire!" Yang Ling hid behind a big rock, and while shouting, he raised his gun and fired at a devil soldier who was leaping forward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Yang Ling pulled the trigger continuously, and the body of the pistol trembled as the bullets gushed out, as if it was about to let go.

The scorching bullets sank into the body of this devil soldier, and his body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. After a stagger, he fell forward and fell to the ground.

Yang Ling's gunshot was an order, and the brothers in ambush pulled the triggers and fired.