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

The recruits were chased by the devils from time to time on this bloody battlefield. They screamed and ran for their lives, but soon they pressed the lonely devil soldiers to the ground in groups of blood and blood. .

"Fight it!"

Someone screamed in the darkness, and a wounded brother fired a grenade. In the roaring flames, broken pieces of meat flew all over the sky.

"Kill and change!"

The devil's sergeant grinned and showed his thick white teeth. He was so sharp that the saber cut into the stomach of a veteran. With a swipe, the white meat turned out, and the steaming intestines slid out along with the blood unstoppably along the gap.

The veteran was sweating profusely in pain, staggered and sat on the ground, covering the slipping intestines with his dirty hands, trying to stuff them back in again, but the blood kept gushing out from between his fingers, and the intestines had already slipped to the ground. Scorched earth.

Seeing the struggling and painful veteran, his eyes glowed like a beast, and the blood-dripping saber was hanging down. He walked towards the veteran with heavy steps, trying to make up for it.

"Little devil! Go to hell!" A black shadow jumped down from the trench, and the devil's sergeant was thrown into the blood.

This was a recruit who had just joined the team. Although he was terribly afraid of devils, he rushed over with a roar when he saw that the veteran who taught him was about to die.

But a recruit is a recruit after all. Although he threw the little devil down, he also used too much force. He was so stunned by the fall that he struggled to get up as if he was falling apart.

The Devil Sergeant Cao's saber was thrown into the darkness, and he was thrown down. He turned his head and saw a Chinese soldier with an immature face, as if he had been irritated to the point of a beast, he roared and rushed towards him with his bare hands.

When the recruit heard the creepy roar and saw the half-faced dusty half-blooded Devil Sergeant rushing towards him, he yelled in fright, turned around and ran, even forgetting that he was still holding a gun in his hand. rifle.

Perhaps it was because he was running too fast, but just two steps away, the recruit tripped over a corpse under his feet and fell into the mud.

Before he got up, the Devil Sergeant had already pounced on him, hitting the recruit's face with a fist, and the recruit howled in pain, his head dizzy.

Devil soldiers are ruthless and merciless, so naturally they would not let this recruit go so easily. He kept punching and beating the Chinese recruit who was curled up on the ground. The recruit's face was covered in blood. screamed, but it made the devil army even more crazy and bloodthirsty.

The screams of the recruits also caused the dying veteran to suffer unceasingly. Enduring the severe pain, he picked up the rifle that had slipped beside him, pulled the bolt with great effort, and pulled the trigger on the devil sergeant who was pressing the recruit under him. .

"boom!"

It was so dull that gunshots rang out on the noisy battlefield, and a bloody hole was punched in the chest of the devil Sergeant Cao, who was slapping his teeth and claws to kill the recruits. confidence.

He turned his head and saw the dying veteran leaning against the trench wall. He wanted to stand up and kill the veteran, but after struggling for two steps, his body stood upright like a stake until he fell to the ground without moving.

The seriously injured veteran looked at the recruit lying in the trench and struggling to get up, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his head tilted and he died.

The recruit climbed up from the trench in a state of distress, saw the dead devil sergeant, and also saw the veteran whose intestines were bleeding all over the floor. He knew that the veteran had saved him, so he rushed over, hugging the veteran's body and crying loudly.

The bloody battlefield has entered a white-hot state, and countless sharp knives continue to pierce the body, making a puffing sound that makes the ears sore.

The brothers tore and wrestled with the little devil in the pile of corpses. One brother bit off the neck of the devil. The sticky blood was like a blood arrow. In the flames, this brother still had a piece of blood dripping in his mouth. Minced meat makes people's scalp numb.

There were also brothers and devils who stabbed their bayonets into each other's bodies at the same time. The two of them held the bayonet tightly until they both fell into the trenches, staring angrily at each other even when they were dead.

In this chaotic battlefield, any weapon that can be used has been used. The crackling sound of gun stocks smashing bones, teeth, fists, steel helmets, and burning wood have all become weapons.

Both sides knew that in a life-and-death battlefield, any hesitation and pity would lead to their own deaths, so they fought with all their might, soaked in blood one by one, especially screaming and fighting.

"Reinforcement! Suppress the Chinese people!"

In the telescope of the devil Nakasano Ichiro, the burning mountain can no longer distinguish the enemy from the enemy. His facial muscles twitched, and he sent two teams and more than 100 devils to reinforce him.

These more than 100 devils rushed into the battlefield of the melee like a whirlwind with bayonets straightened, stirring up a bloody wind, and the brothers were forced back dozens of meters, and their positions were a little loose.

"You son of a bitch! Eat the gun!" Deputy Battalion Commander Lao Yanqian picked up a light machine gun, hugged it and fired.

The little devil who rushed over was immediately swept down a large area, a large area of ​​blood mist filled the air, and even the air became wet and sticky.

"Pfft!" A scorching bullet pierced Old Smoker's shoulder, immediately piercing through a blood hole, and the light machine gun he was also hugging lost the strength of his arm and drooped down.

Enduring the severe pain, Old Smoker changed another magazine, raised the machine gun with great effort, and another shuttle of bullets swept out.

A string of bullets were intertwined with each other, and a large number of the little devils who rushed over were killed and injured, and those who were not dead also rolled on the ground, twitching and screaming.

"Hahaha! Come on! Come on!" Seeing the little devil who had suffered heavy casualties, the old smoker's body looked even more stalwart under the light of the fire.

"Pfft-"

The little devils lying down and hiding were also enraged by the old smoker, and they fired one after another. The swishing bullets pierced the old smoker's body with a flashing trajectory.

The old smoker standing on the trench looked like a tough guy facing a storm of bullets. He gritted his teeth and emptied the last clip, but his body was bent so bent that it was like a sieve leaking through the air, with bloody holes all over it.

"Kill the devil!" Old Smoker roared with his mouth open, and blood gushed out of his mouth, as if he had been emptied into a balloon, his skinny body fell backwards with a bang.

"Deputy Battalion Commander!"

"Old company commander!"

Seeing the old smoker fall, the brothers who were fighting with the devil let out a heart-piercing roar, their eyes were blood red.

Yang Ling angrily chopped off the head of a devil second lieutenant, and ran to the place where Old Smoker fell to the ground with a face full of grief. When he picked up Old Smoker's body, Yang Ling's eyes were moist.

"Medical soldier! Medical soldier!" Yang Ling shouted in a hoarse voice.

A young medic jumped into the trench, leaping through the melee battalions.

"The deputy battalion commander has already gone." The medical soldier checked and shook his head in pain.

Seeing this man who was his company commander in Shanghai sacrificed like this, Yang Ling, who was burning with anger, was also enraged. He gently put down his old smoking gun, grabbed his weapon, and rushed out frantically.

"Kill the devil! Take revenge for the deputy battalion commander!"

Amidst the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the brothers attacked the devils wave after wave. The devil's three defenses collapsed, and the four defenses also collapsed. Facing these desperate lunatics, the remaining dozens of devils In the end, it turned into an embarrassing rout.

Main textChapter 485 Let's fight!

The sky turned pale, the battlefield full of bloody corpses was shrouded in the morning light, the bare wooden posts were emitting thick black smoke, and the brothers who were covered in tatters and soaked in blood lay exhausted and panting among the piles of corpses.

The surrounding gunshots have been taunted, thick black gunpowder smoke fills the air, and the sticky and wet smell of blood is almost suffocating.

The head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, was guarded by a few guards with guns, and climbed up to the high ground that Yang Ling and the others were in charge of capturing.

When he climbed up the blasted circular fortification and looked around at the densely packed corpses extending from the hillside to the top of the hill, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Their regiment fought all night last night. The first battalion he led was responsible for attacking the hill on the left flank, but they couldn't attack for a long time, so they had to transfer the second battalion which was the reserve team.

The two battalions took turns to attack all night, and then they gnawed down the high ground on the left wing. They cleared the high ground on the left wing until the devils realized that the high ground on the right wing was quiet, so they hurried over for reinforcements.

But seeing the mutilated corpses, broken guns, and crumpled blood-stained flags lying on the hillside, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Could it be that the three battalions were all over.

Zhang Handuo couldn't believe that his third battalion was wiped out like this. He climbed up the mountain stepping on the bloody corpses, and soon found a brother who was still half alive.

The brother's thigh was pierced with a bayonet, and he was bound with a dirty rag. The blood soaked the rag, and it had solidified into dark black.

"Quick, carry it down!" Zhang Handuo hastily moved away the corpses next to him, pulled out the limp brother, and let the guards carry it down for treatment.