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

The veterans scolded one after another, and the recruits poked out half of their heads cautiously, but just after firing a shot indiscriminately, they shrank back in embarrassment like a hedgehog in danger.

"Damn it, aim and shoot again! Whoever dares to waste bullets again, I will kill him!" Seeing the recruits firing their guns into the sky, the veterans were furious.

But Old Smoker and the others don't have time to teach veterans a lesson. Looking at the two Japanese machine guns blocking the way, he roared: "Machine gun suppression! Demolition team go up and blow me up!"

A series of machine guns turned their muzzles and howled, and the bullets of the rattling bullets imperviously suppressed the devil's two machine guns.

The three brothers in the blasting team rushed out with the explosive pack in their arms. One fell down like a wooden stake just after taking two steps. The other two brothers didn't even look at it. Continue to move forward.

Text Chapter 482 Soilwork

"Boom—boom—"

The [-]-pound explosive package exploded in the dazzling flash of the explosion, and a Type [-] heavy machine gun, together with the sandbags used to build the fortifications, flew into the air in the blink of an eye like paper.

The explosive package contained iron nails and gravel, and at this moment, it was also splashed across the air under the scorching air waves, plopping into the bodies of several devil soldiers who were nearby.

The seriously injured little devil uttered a heart-piercing howl, which was horrifying to hear in such a night.

The splashed hot sand, sharp gravel and blasted debris forced the brothers to close their eyes and bow their heads. As the suffocating air waves swept over, their helmets were also jingled.

When the brothers raised their heads again, the Devil's heavy machine gun position, which was still pouring bullets just now, had been blasted into a gap that was emitting green smoke. little devil.

"Brothers! Go!"

Seeing that the devil's heavy machine gun had misfired, and a gap was blown in the defense line, some veterans jumped up immediately, throwing off their steps and charging towards the gap.

The new recruits were also tense, watching the brothers around them jump out one by one, gritted their teeth and yelled to cheer themselves up, and began to charge with the veterans.

"Stop the Chinese! Fire support!"

Chirping roars came from the devil's position, and the light and heavy machine guns in other directions also turned their muzzles one after another. The rain seemed to hit the airtightness in front of the bullet gap, and the intertwined fierce firepower blocked the way of the brothers.

Strings of bullets fell on the ground and smoke columns rose up, and the sandbags were full of bullet holes, and the sand contained in the sandbags also flowed out rustlingly.

The veterans were familiar with rolling and moving to dodge the constantly roaring bullets, but most of the recruits reacted a bit slower, they bumped head-on without knowing how deep they were, and were instantly torn to pieces by the ferocious firepower.

Seeing the brothers at the front covered in blood mist as if possessed by a demon in the rain of fire and bullets, and then fell straight to the ground, the recruits at the back turned pale with fright, and even threw away the rifles in their hands. Shouting, the voice ran back with a crying voice, trying to escape this hell of life and death.

"Go back and pick up your guns!" The usually amiable deputy battalion commander, Old Smoker, held up a shell gun in his hand, and a string of bullets hit the feet of these retreating recruits.

The bullets hit the hard ground, splashing mud and dust. Seeing the ferocious old smoker looking like he was about to kill someone, the recruits couldn't help backing away in fright, and some even trembled.

"We can't fight, we're all dead, we're all dead, let's go back—" the recruits shouted with fear on their faces.

They have never seen such cruelty in war, and in such an impenetrable hail of bullets, human life is as fragile as a mustard.

These recruits also thought about defending their homes and the country, and some people wanted to make meritorious service in the war, but in the face of the dense locust-like bullet explosion, their thoughts were so ridiculous and naive, they were about to collapse, they Just want to live now.

But the battlefield never sympathizes with the weak, nor does it show mercy to anyone. Since you put on a military uniform and pick up a gun, you must be prepared and aware to die.

As the saying goes, the state has state laws, and the army has military regulations. No matter what the reason is, if you retreat without an order on the battlefield, you will be a deserter, and you will be stabbed in the back.

"I order you to turn back and pick up your guns! Keep fighting!"

The old smoker roared hoarsely, and shot at the feet of the recruits while roaring, and the smoke and dust splashed randomly, driving them back.

"Damn it! Go back! Shoot the devil!" Some veterans also rushed out from the darkness, and the butts of their guns fell towards the recruits, making them howl.

Amidst the howling and cursing of these ferocious veterans, the fearful and helpless recruits were driven back to the front, picked up their guns, and pulled the bolts tremblingly to shoot.

"Shunzi! Bring someone to blow up those machine guns for me!"

The crossfire of several machine guns of the devil was incomparably ferocious. The chain of bullets and fire that swept across a large area reaped the lives of countless brothers. The old smoker also became angry, and his voice became angry.

With a big wave of Shunzi's hand, several demolition teams carrying explosive packs rushed out under the cover of machine guns.

But the devil just had a heavy machine gun blown away, and seeing the blaster flying over at this moment, all kinds of weapons such as machine guns, rifles and grenades greeted him.

Several brothers in the blasting team kept rolling and pounced, their tactical movements were very familiar, but under the cover of this dense firepower net, they were all reimbursed in less than a bag of cigarettes.

When he saw the last blaster being pierced through the chest by a string of bullets, the company commander Shunzi was so angry that he punched the sandbag heavily, extremely angry.

"Give me the explosive pack!" Seeing that the brothers under the firepower of the machine guns could not rush up, Yi Lian Chang Shunzi was going to blast it himself.

"Company Commander! Be careful!" At this moment, a sharp whistling sound came from my ears, and a brother threw the company commander Shunzi to the ground.

There was a loud bang, and the hot sand was scattered in all directions with the air waves, and the fragments of the grenade splashed. Blood grooves were drawn on the faces of several brothers around them, and the blood was all over their faces.

Lian Zhang Shunzi felt dizzy and in pain. He moved the brother who was on top of him, and saw that half of his body was blown away, and the other half was scorched as black as tatters.

"You little devil, I'll fuck you!" Shunzi picked up a light machine gun and shot out, but was soon pinned down by the little devil and couldn't move.

Yang Ling was also very anxious when he saw Yilian being pinned down on the ground by the devil and unable to move.

At this moment, they were not far from the devil's forward position, but the devil took advantage of the terrain, and secondly, the firepower was properly deployed. The firepower of the brothers could not match them at all. More than half of the casualties in a row were hard to survive.

"Can you blast it!" Yang Ling also slumped and ran from behind to the attacking position and asked the old smoker.

The old smoker pointed to the smashed blasters in front of him and said a little discouraged: "The blasting teams are all finished, the distance is too far, and they all died before they rushed to the front."

Yang Ling estimated the distance between them and the little devil, and ordered the blacksmith of the third company commander behind him: "Blacksmith, let your machine gun line up for cover!"

After the blacksmith got the order, he quickly brought up the machine gun platoon of the third company as reinforcements, and the firepower consisting of one Min [-] and three Czech light machine guns began to shoot at the little devil.

"Start digging from here! Dig forward 20 meters! Then blow up their machine guns with grenades!"

The old smoker immediately understood Yang Ling's intentions. Now that they rushed straight up like this, they would be a living target for the little devils, but if they dug forward 20 meters, they would be within the throwing range of the grenade.

Many brothers were pinned down on the ground by the devil's ferocious firepower and could not advance or retreat. If it weren't for the cover of night, they would have been reimbursed long ago.

Following the order of the old smokers, the blacksmith's machine gun platoon opened fire to attract the firepower of the devils, and the brothers who had been suppressed by the devils took out their shovels and shovels and started digging along the place where they lay down.

At the beginning, I could only dig a foxhole for myself to lie down in. Slowly, I was able to squat in it and shoot. Once the sections dug by several brothers were connected, it became a traffic trench.

The brothers quickly dug a few traffic trenches leading to the top of the mountain under the nose of the little devil. When the little devil fired a flare and found the traffic trench that suddenly appeared, he was also stunned.

A Devil Sergeant realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly let the grenadier bombard him, trying to prevent these traffic trenches from approaching their position further.

But what they found out was a bit late, the brothers had already been able to advance to the bombing distance, a string of grenades flew out, rumbling explosions turned into a pair of bright fireworks one after another, and the devil's position was shrouded in a sea of ​​explosion flames.

Text Chapter 483 Tooth extraction

"Kill the devil!"

Accompanied by several groups of flames and gunpowder smoke soaring into the sky, more than a dozen veterans rushed into the devil's position first, hissing their bayonets.

In the thick black gunpowder smoke, several devils who were lying in the trench and pulling the bolts of their guns were full of shock. Before they could react, the sharp bayonets had already stabbed hard.