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

A devil army man chased a young brother with a knife and slashed at him. In the end, the chased brother turned around and stabbed him with the barrel of a gun.

The devil, Sergeant Cao, did not understand until his death how the rifle without the bayonet pierced his body, but the piercing pain made him slip on the ground unwillingly, twitching, and soon mixed with the blood on the ground .

Text Chapter 458 Valiant Team

The fierce fighting lasted until dark. Most of the hundreds of brothers who rushed into the devil's position in the first battalion lost more than half, and the devil also suffered heavy casualties.

Chen Ming's Second Battalion braved the barrage of bullets from the Devil's guns and rushed forward several times, but they were all pushed back. The rain of locust-like bullets beat the brothers to pieces.

The devils wanted to rush down from the top of the mountain for reinforcements, but they were all suppressed by the violent barrage from Yang Ling's side. Facing the battlefield full of dead bodies, neither side could rely on them.

Lu Xing, the first battalion commander of the hand-to-hand combat center, has turned into a man of blood. There are fewer and fewer brothers standing beside him, and the big knife he is carrying has also jumped out of the gap.

He slashed at the devil's neck, but instead of cutting off the devil's head, the devil screamed in pain, and was thrown to the ground by a brother beside him, strangling him to death.

Two ghost soldiers wearing cold steel helmets stabbed to death a bloody brother, turned around and ran towards the first battalion commander Lu Xing.

After nearly two hours of fighting, Lu Xing almost lost his strength. He swung away a bayonet that came suddenly from a devil, but the other bayonet pierced his thigh.

The pain in his thigh made him stagger and sit unsteadily on the sticky and wet ground, and he chopped off the devil's calf with a single knife.

This devil also fell, and the other devil stabbed down with a bayonet, but was grabbed by Lu Xing with both hands, and his hands were cut with blood by the sharp blade.

The bloody bayonet was hanging above Lu Xing's chest, and the devil stabbed hard, but Lu Xing grabbed it tightly, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

Lu Xing wanted to call his brothers over to help, but he found that all the brothers around him were dead, and there were still people rolling desperately together in the flames in the distance.

Lu Xing gritted his teeth, and pulled hard, his hands were cut all over with cuts, but the falling bayonet stuck into the soil, and the little devil also used too much force, and fell forward.

He turned over and pressed the little devil under him, grabbed a stone and rolled down towards the little devil's face. The little devil let out a shrill scream, which made people's hair stand on end.

The little devil struggled, but was soon smashed by the stone beyond recognition, and blood spattered. Seeing that the little devil had stopped moving, Lu Xing lay on his back as if exhausted, gasping for breath.

"Battalion Commander, Battalion Commander, another little devil is rushing over."

A dirty brother stumbled over and helped Lu Xing up from the ground.

Lu Xing followed the flickering flames and looked over. Some devils broke through the barrage blockade and rushed towards them with their bayonets upright.

He looked at the brothers who were fighting the devils again. Most of them were exhausted to the point of exhaustion, and many of them were unable to stand still. He knew that they would not be able to defeat the devils no matter what. up.

"Let the brothers retreat! Let's retreat!" Lu Xing gave the order to retreat.

The brothers who had fought hand-to-hand with the devil for nearly two hours withdrew from the captured devil's position in embarrassment, and the remaining devils also collapsed and slumped on the ground, not even having the energy to shoot.

"Who told you to withdraw! You are afraid of war! I'm going to shoot you!" Zhang Handuo, the team leader, saw that Lu Xing led his men to retreat without authorization, and roared loudly with his face turned.

He could see clearly through the binoculars that as long as Lu Xing and the others persisted for at least 5 minutes, the devils would not be able to hold on, and the position would be taken, but Lu Xing and the others collapsed first.

"Tuan Zuo, brothers... the brothers are almost dead, give us some seeds..."

The first battalion commander Lu Xing, who was covered in scorched black blood, knelt down and pointed at the more than [-] brothers left behind him, his voice choked and unspeakable.

"You are afraid of war!" Although Zhang Handuo, the leader of the group, was still yelling, the muzzle of the gun pointed at Lu Xing dropped powerlessly.

He knew that the brothers really tried their best, but the devil was too fierce and tenacious, even if he shot Lu Xing now, it would be useless.

Yang Ling helped Lu Xing who was almost exhausted from the ground, and told the guards behind him, "Help Battalion Commander Lu down to bandage and rest."

"Chen Ming!" The head of the regiment looked at the Minshan devil's position under the darkness, and shouted at the head of the second battalion.

"Yes!" Chen Ming was also beaten to shame, and hurried over.

Pointing to the devil's position amidst the gunpowder, the regiment leader ordered: "Organize a brave team! I must take down the position today!"

"Yes!" Chen Ming, the commander of the second battalion, knew that the first battalion was disabled, but their second battalion had to continue.

Chen Ming, the commander of the Second Battalion, braved his body and sneaked into the darkness from the trench to gather the brave team, but Yang Ling's expression became extremely serious.

"Tuan Zuo, we have to find a way, we can't fight like this."

The huge casualties made Yang Ling see the cruelty of war again, and he couldn't bear the hearts of his brothers to fill that bottomless hole for nothing.

The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, never knew that killing people like this was not the way to go, but the military order was like a mountain.

If they couldn't get rid of the devils on Minshan Mountain, the battle would be even more difficult when devil reinforcements arrived.

At that time, if you can't fight the devils here, the fall of De'an will directly affect the Ninth Army on the Nanxun Line and the combat subordinates on the south bank of the Yangtze River. Then encircling Wuhan will become empty talk.

As soldiers, although they sometimes know that they are dead, they have to die because they cannot violate military orders. This is the sadness and helplessness of soldiers in this era.

"Let Chen Ming's Fen Yong team go up and try again. If they can't win today, it will be even harder tomorrow." Zhang Handuo said with a sigh.

As the commander, Yang Ling and the others lacked heavy firepower. If they had enough shells, they wouldn't take their lives to attack. Just bombarding the mountain would be enough to kill the devils.

Yang Ling thought for a while and told Luo Heng, who was behind him, "Luo Tuanfu, gather all the batguns and flower organs of the whole regiment and send them to the brave team to increase their firepower."

Tuanfu Luo Heng nodded, turned around and left.

"Report!" As soon as Luo Heng, attached to the regiment, left, a messenger from the brigade headquartered sneaked into the temporary command post of the regiment from the darkness.

The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, knew the messenger of the brigade. He raised his head and said, "Go back and tell the brigade that our regiment is organizing a brave team and will launch an attack soon. We will definitely take down the devils in the Minshan position before dawn tomorrow." .”

The messenger shook his head and said, "Commander Zhang, the brigade ordered you to stop attacking and stand by for orders."

"What's going on? Why didn't you attack?"

The messenger explained: "All the regiments encountered stubborn resistance from the devils, and all retreated with heavy casualties. The brigade headquarters is formulating a new combat plan."

Zhang Handuo thought that brigade commander Zhou Zhidao was dissatisfied because their attack was blocked, but he didn't expect this to be the case, and his tense face eased.

In fact, Zhang Handuo didn't want to fight anymore. Although they were the main team, they couldn't stand up to fight like this. If they fought again, they would really be exhausted.

"Let the brothers take the time to rest and replenish ammunition, and stand by for orders." Soon the order from the regiment headquarters was passed on.

The brothers leaned against the wet trenches exhaustedly holding their guns, exuding a sour smell all over their bodies.

The defeat of the battle left many brothers lying on the land not far away forever. Because of the blockade of the devil's machine guns, they had to wait for the end of the war to drag the bodies back and bury them.

In the silent trenches, the brothers were smoking cigarettes with a heavy heart, and the medical soldiers were running back and forth, treating the wounds of the wounded brothers, and some people groaned in pain from time to time.

Some brothers, fellow countrymen and friends died, holding their heads and sobbing in a low voice, and some veterans wiped their bloody bayonets, preparing for a new battle.

In the dark night, both sides died down, and the battlefield was quiet except for the strong smell of blood blowing by the wind, but the crackling flames and piles of corpses let them know that the enemy was hundreds of meters away, and the battle was impossible. not end yet.

Text Chapter 459 Murder in the Night

The brigade command post was set up in a ravine covered by trees, and the bushes on the surrounding hillsides were full of soldiers with guns on guard, which was heavily guarded.