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

As long as the little devils don't fight, they don't bother to provoke the devils. They wait for the reinforcements to bring heavy weapons, and then they can fight again.

The messenger trotted along the mountain, sending Yang Ling's orders to the various company positions.

Soon the brothers crawled out of the foxholes at the ridgeline and returned to rest in the hidden trench 100 meters away.

The cooking team who cooked in the ravine behind also sent hot meals to the hidden trenches. The white rice and bacon made the brothers' mouths full of oil.

"This bacon is still the most authentic in Xiangxi."

A brother from Luxi, Hunan looked at a piece of bacon that was red in the white, and talked eloquently.

Not to be outdone, a Sichuan soldier fought back: "The bacon in Xiangxi is considered a good one, but the bacon in Sichuan is delicious."

"You two are arguing. If you don't eat it, I will eat it. I still want to give a tooth sacrifice." A platoon leader squatting next to him laughed and scolded, using his chopsticks to pick up the meat in their bowl.

When the brothers in Hunan saw the platoon leader coming to snatch it, they put the meat into their mouths while running with a bowl in their hands. They wolfed down their platoon leader and laughed: "Platoon leader, although this bacon is not as delicious as our Xiangxi one, I would like to eat it." It can't be wasted either."

"You are the only one who is smart!" The platoon leader who didn't get the meat squatted down again, planing the white rice in the bowl and said, "You all follow me to fight hard, and I will go to the devil to get some canned food later, so that you can eat well! "

"Platoon leader, what does the devil's canned food taste like?" A brother who had never eaten it asked eagerly.

The platoon leader smiled: "Give me the meat in your bowl, and I'll tell you."

"Little Shitou, don't listen to your platoon leader fooling around. I'll treat you to the devil's canned food tomorrow. It's much better than bacon." Lian Zhang Wang Huzi also came over and said.

Seeing the company commander approaching, the atmosphere in the platoon became active, and he hurriedly made room for him.

"Company commander, when are we going to attack?" The platoon leader approached him and asked.

Wang Huzi looked at his brothers in a circle, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, didn't you enjoy the beating just now?"

"Little devils are like tortoise bastards. As soon as we beat them, they retreated to the top of the hill. They must have not enjoyed the beating. I still want to eat the devil's canned food." The platoon leader complained dissatisfied.

"You know how to eat, kid. Don't worry about the devil's canned food. Instead, you eat the devil's gun. Wouldn't it be a big loss?" Wang Huzi scolded the platoon leader with a smile.

The platoon leader didn't care, scratched his head with a smile and said, "That gun is smelly and hard, so I won't take it."

When the brothers in the trench heard what the platoon leader said, they all laughed.

"Okay, you guys will fight some battles. Deputy Yang Tuan said, we have limited forces now, and we will temporarily defend this mountain. When the follow-up troops arrive, we will attack! Don't be lazy..."

"Company commander, our platoon is the sharp knife in the company. When did you see us coaxing us? Then we will take the main attack!" The platoon leader raised his neck and said.

Captain Wang Huzi pointed to the formation and said, "Don't stick your tail up to the sky, kid. If you can't defend here, don't say I won't let you take the main attack, I'll kill you kid."

The platoon leader laughed and said: "If you can't hold the position, you don't need the company commander to do it. I will kill myself."

"Okay, don't be poor, hurry up and rest, I'll go to the second row to have a look."

Seeing that the brothers in the trench were fighting enthusiastically, Wang Huzi walked towards another position after giving a few orders.

Text Chapter 448 Fake Position

"Regiment deputy... Regiment deputy, the little devil's reinforcements have arrived!"

A panting brother rushed to the simple temporary command post hidden behind the mountains.

Yang Ling's heart tightened, and he and the deputy battalion commander, Old Smoker, both stood up at the same time.

"Let's go and see the situation." Yang Ling grabbed the pistol that was placed beside him, and strode straight to the top of the hill. The old smoker also hurriedly put away the pistol and followed quickly.

Yang Ling and the others quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and lay down along a pile of thick grass.

He poked out half of his head, held up the binoculars and looked towards the devil camp in the direction of Minshan. Under the guidance of a blood-red rising sun flag, a large number of devils were pouring out from the ravine behind.

These devil soldiers were full of energy and their uniforms were neat. At first glance, they looked like devils who had just arrived on the battlefield.

"There are at least 1000 new devils. I don't know if there are any more." Yang Ling handed the binoculars to the old smoker next to him, and said solemnly.

The old smoker also held up his binoculars to observe, and his face also became serious: "Just now, the group sent someone to say that the mountain road is difficult, and they are carrying heavy weapons. It will take at least two hours for them to get up."

"Then let's hold on for two hours!" Yang Ling also knew that this battle was inevitable.

They originally thought that they would just stand in a stalemate with the devils on Minshan, and everything would be easy when the reinforcements arrived.

But now that the devil's reinforcements arrived on the battlefield first, they had to prepare for the worst.

"Notify the troops and prepare for battle." Yang Ling took a deep breath and ordered, "Let the medical platoon prepare the stretcher."

"Yes—" After returning the binoculars to Yang Ling, Old Smoker immediately turned around to deliver the order.

Yang Ling lay on the spot and continued to observe the movement of the devils, hoping that the devils would not attack immediately, otherwise they would have a hard time.

The arrival of devil reinforcements made Yang Ling and the others realize that a fierce battle was inevitable, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

In the Minshan devils' camp, the newly arrived commander of the second brigade of devils, Zhongzuo Onoichiro, also saw the disheartened Lieutenant Mori Shige.

"Mori Shige-kun, why did you become like this? Did you accidentally fall into a ravine?"

Nakamura Ono Ichiro looked at Lieutenant Mori Shige, whose arms were tied around his neck with a bandage, with a look of surprise on his face.

Morishige's First Brigade and Ono Ichiro's Second Brigade belonged to Maruyama Masao's Sixth Brigade. Although they were both in the same brigade, the relationship between the two was subtle and was a competitive relationship.

Onoichiro Zhongzuo got the news on the way to Minshan that Morishi's No. [-] brigade encountered the tenacious resistance of the Chinese army and suffered heavy losses.

Seeing that his competitor was beaten so embarrassingly, how could Ichiro Ono miss such a good opportunity to ridicule and ridicule him.

Lieutenant Mori Shige naturally heard the sarcasm in Ichiro Ono's words, he let out a cold snort, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Ono, the Chinese Army opposite is their main force, the 74th Army, and they are very strong."

Ono Ichiro sneered: "Mori Shige-kun, if you fail, you fail. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Why bother to find such a lame excuse."

Facing Ichiro Ono's cynicism, Lieutenant Mori Shige also knew that the explanation was just a cover-up, so he kept his mouth shut.

Seeing Senshige's embarrassed and aggrieved look, Ichiro Ono felt unspeakable pride in his heart. In his eyes, even if the main force of the Chinese army, he was not afraid at all.

"Mr. Mori, wait here for a while, let me teach the Chinese people a lesson, and vent my anger for you."

Ono Ichiro proudly bid farewell to the sulking Mori Shige, and strode towards his troops.

Seeing Ichiro Ono's arrogant back, the officers of the First Brigade were filled with righteous indignation, but they just lost the battle, even if they were upset, they could only hold it in their hearts.

"Your Excellency, captain, should we remind Chief Ono, after all, the Chinese army on the opposite side is very strong." A lieutenant said.

Morishu who had just been so angry looked at Ichiro Ono who left, waved his hand and said, "I don't think Mr. Ono would want to hear it, why should we bother ourselves."

Morishage was ridiculed by Ichiro Ono, and he didn't mind the arrogant Ichiro Ono being taught a good lesson by the Chinese to restrain him.

Ono Ichiro's brigade had sufficient food and powerful firepower, and quickly launched an offensive posture outside Yangling's mountains.