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

The old smoker sighed when he saw Yang Ling's troubled face. He asked with an attitude of giving it a try. Looking at Yang Ling's expression, he knew that there was no hope of replenishing soldiers.

He took the next best thing and said: "Regiment deputy, if there is no one, can you add some ammunition to our battalion, the average number of bullets in the hands of the brothers is now less than ten rounds, and there are not many grenades, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on. "

Yang Ling thought for a while and said, "This can be resolved. You will send someone to the regiment headquarters to collect guns and ammunition. Last night, you seized more than 2000 bullets from the devils, which is enough for you to last for a while."

Although the devil's rifle and bullets are not the same as those in the hands of the brothers, they are better than nothing, and the old smoker's expression finally eased.

"Let the brothers go into the tunnel after eating, it's not safe in the trenches." After Yang Ling gave an order, he turned and returned to the regiment headquarters.

As soon as Yang Ling returned to the regiment headquarters, Zhang Handuo said solemnly, "The devil's reinforcements have arrived."

Yang Ling didn't expect the devil's reinforcements to come so quickly, so he walked quickly to the observation port and held up the binoculars to watch. In the direction of Minshan, a large number of devils were coming from the direction of Ruichang.

"Dinglingling..." At this moment, the phone that had just been set up rang in a hurry.

The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, turned around and picked up the phone: "I am Zhang Handuo, the head of the 0st regiment."

"Travel seat...yes! We promise to hold the position...yes, we swear to die with the position!"

After Zhang Handuo hung up the phone, he took a deep breath and waved to the staff with a strong effort.

"Call the battalions and tell them that the devil's attack is about to start, and we must stick to our positions!"

"Yes!" The staff officer hurriedly turned around and started calling the battalions, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The Japanese reinforcements arrived at the Minshan battlefield was the main force of the Sixth Brigade led by Maruyama Masao, with elite soldiers and well-equipped equipment.

Masao Maruyama's head of the brigade with a stern look on his face briefly listened to the reports of the first two captains, Lieutenant Mori Shige and Lieutenant Ichiro Ono, his stern gaze made the two defeated captains shudder.

"Mori Shige-kun, Ono-kun, give you two more hours, can you wipe out the remnants of the Chinese Army in the surrounding mountains?"

Although Masao Maruyama, head of the Sixth Brigade, spoke lightly, he was not in a tone that could not be refused.

The two captains looked at each other, knowing that this was an opportunity for them to make amends by the head of the brigade, they bowed together and said, "Don't worry, General, we will definitely do our best!"

Text Chapter 465 Bleeding blood

The arrival of Masao Maruyama's Sixth Brigade made the devils' strength suddenly stronger, and all kinds of light and heavy firepower were in order. In addition to the Type 75 infantry artillery assigned to each artillery squadron, the artillery brigade also brought up [-]mm mountain artillery.

"It seems that the little devil has spent a lot of money this time."

In the binoculars, he saw the 75mm mountain cannon with the gun cover lifted on the devil's position, and the head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, looked very solemn.

Yang Ling also saw the little devil who was ready to fight for his life, and there was no trace of fear on his resolute face: "Just let the horse come over, the guns in the hands of the brothers are not vegetarians!"

"boom!"

There was a shrill howling sound, and a shell exploded on the top of the mountain. In an instant, several small trees were blown into debris all over the sky, and a puff of black smoke mixed with mud mist rolled up.

Seeing that the devil had already started to calibrate and test fire, Yang Ling did not hesitate at all, turned around and shouted: "Leave the observation post, and the rest will go into the tunnel!"

"Hurry up! Enter the tunnel! Don't dawdle!" The company platoon leaders shouted and urged in the main trenches.

The brothers lying in the trench and looking down the mountain hurriedly drilled into the tunnel dug in advance to prepare for artillery defense.

The heavy rain overnight made the soil on the mountain rotten like rotten tofu. The tunnel dug at the beginning collapsed a lot, and then the wood was cut for support, which gave the brothers a place to shelter.

The brothers ducked into the anti-gun tunnel, and in an instant, there was no one on the entire mountain except for those camouflages.

As soon as the brothers got into the tunnel with their front feet, there was a sharp and shrill whistling sound in their ears.

The devil's 75-type infantry artillery and [-]mm mountain artillery roared together, and rows of artillery shells flew towards the mountains head-on.

"Boom—boom—"

The overwhelming shells landed on the garrison position on the mountain, and the dull explosion sounded one after another, like a thunderbolt that shattered the sky.

The weeds and branches used to camouflage the position were instantly torn apart by the flames of the explosion, and the sleepy rocks and soil exploded and splashed everywhere like fireworks.

In the rumbling explosion, the rotten wood and gravel rolled and thrown into the sky, and the thick black smoke filled the entire mountain.

Although the brothers hid in the tunnel built in advance, it was still like sitting on a wrecked ship that capsized at any time, and the heart trembled with the feeling that the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

The choking gunpowder smoke mixed with hot sand poured into the tunnel, and the sand and gravel slapped the brothers' cheeks, causing burning pain.

Continuous violent explosions covered the entire mountain range, and the shrubs and small trees growing here were shattered and burned in the bombardment like plowing the garden.

Huge smoke and dense gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the ears of the brothers were buzzing with the huge roar. Some people closed their eyes and prayed, and some cursed at the devils.

The devil's army has a complete industrial system, and its annual steel output is hundreds of times that of China, so it can bombard without restraint.

However, due to the poverty of the country and the weakness of the family, the Chinese army still relies on imports for many weapons and equipment, and they are gone when they are all used up. Therefore, most of the time they rely on flesh and blood to fight hard.

Ichiro Nakasano, the devil, looked at the mountains covered by artillery fire with a stern look on his face. He believed that under the impact of such intense artillery fire, even if the Chinese army did not die, they would be stripped of their skin.

They were blocked in the Minshan area for a whole day and night, which made it difficult for the proud and arrogant him to accept such a result, so he wanted to take revenge fiercely to vent his anger.

A savage look flashed across Ono Ichiro's face, and he pulled out his saber with a "chuckle". The slightly curved saber was extremely sharp, shining brightly in the sun.

"Kill Kaiga!" Ono Ichiro drew his saber forward, roaring like a beast.

Behind him, more than 1000 ghost soldiers wearing steel helmets and holding bayonets heard the order, got up quickly, and rushed towards the golden dragon stem that Yang Ling and the others were holding on to like a tide.

When Ono Ichiro commanded his brigade to attack the mountain that Yangling and the others were holding on to, the Mori team also began to attack the 0nd Regiment.

Before the gunpowder smoke cleared, the observation post covered with a thick layer of soil debris spat out a mouthful of bloody soil, poked out half of its head and looked down the mountain.

In his field of vision, the ghost soldiers all over the mountain are rushing towards the mountain.

"The devil is coming up! The devil is coming up!" The observation posts in various positions shouted at the top of their voices.

The stunned brothers who were hiding in the tunnel and were shocked by the artillery fire heard the shouts of the observation post outside.

In the tunnel at the forefront, the first battalion commander Lu Xing shook his buzzing head and kicked the trumpeter next to him: "Blow the horn and let the brothers enter the position!"

The trumpet sounded on the mountain, and the ashen-faced brothers grabbed their guns and got up from the tunnels everywhere, and quickly rushed to their battle positions.

There was the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, and the sound of heavy breathing intertwined with each other, and rows of guns were aimed down the mountain.

The ghost soldiers opened up the skirmish line and divided into several waves, rushing up towards the mountains, looking down, it was like crashing waves.

More than 1000 devils don't sound like much, but they really opened up their posture and rushed towards them. They were all over the mountains and plains, and it made people's scalp tingle.

"Steady, listen to the order and shoot again!"

Even the platoon leaders were all veterans. Seeing the desperate attitude of the devils as soon as they came up, they also changed their usual hippie smiles and became serious.

The brothers who were guarding the main trench on the front line all loaded their guns with bullets, and the grenade also unscrewed the safety bottom cover and put it in a convenient position.