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

Body 4 Chapter Ninety

The devil's security team was silently killed by Yang Ling and the others. Thirteen cold and stiff corpses were thrown into the overgrown rock ditch. All that awaited them was a rotting fate.

The scout ran back panting, "There are no devils in the five miles ahead."

The devil obviously didn't expect that Yang Ling and the others would go around their backs and hit their supply troops when the battle was fierce at the front, so the vigilance on the transport mountain road was not strong.

Yang Ling didn't know when the devil's supply troops would arrive, so without delay, he quickly set up an ambush position.

The ambush position was chosen in the mountain depression where the Devil Sentinel Unit was stationed. The S-shaped mountain road would restrict the Devil's vision and prevent them from discovering clues in advance.

"Blacksmith, take the machine gun platoon to ambush on the opposite hillside, and be responsible for suppressing the devils when they fight."

The blacksmith looked in the direction of Yang Ling's finger. The hillside was facing the mountain road leading to Minshan Mountain.

The blacksmith smiled ferociously, and excitedly led the brothers in the machine gun platoon to climb up the hillside along the dry vines.

"Huzi, take a company and hide in the woods over there, and be responsible for sealing the escape route of the devils. I want to wipe them all out."

"Yes!" Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Huzi raised the pistol in his hand and shouted: "Erlian, come with me!"

Yang Ling personally took the rest of the brothers to hide in the woods about 100 meters away from the mountain road.

The mountain road was rugged, and there were dense forests on both sides of the road, which provided excellent cover for Yang Ling and the others. Now that the big net had been opened, they just had to wait for the prey to fall into the trap.

The mountain wind rustled through the treetops and brought a cool breeze. The brothers hiding in the woods endured the bites of mosquitoes and lay dormant like beasts.

Time passed by every minute and every second, two hours passed, and there was no movement on the other side of the mountain road, and the patience of many brothers was almost worn out.

"Regiment deputy, will the little devil pass by here?"

Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming slapped the mosquitoes that bit him on his neck, and looked up at the empty mountain road, looking a little impatient.

"There is only one road leading to Min Mountain, and the devil must have passed through here."

Yang Ling's tone was full of confidence, and he leaned against the tree trunk calmly, without the slightest impatience.

Yang Ling's self-confidence was not without reason, but because he checked the nearby map before setting off. If the devil wanted to transport a large amount of weapons and ammunition, he must pass here.

Yang Ling's answer did not dispel the anxiety of Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming: "Could the devils have noticed our ambush?"

Looking at the anxious Chen Ming, Yang Ling comforted him, "Chen Battalion Commander, don't be impatient. We didn't disturb any devils this way. I'm sure the devils don't know that we have come around behind them."

Chen Ming thought for a while, they walked through the mountains and forests, and they did not show any traces, but he was still a little worried when he looked up at the mountain road where there were no people.

"Come on, here comes the little devil!"

Just as the brothers in ambush were waiting impatiently, a brother in a disguise came galloping from afar.

Those brothers who were suffering from mosquito bites were shocked and turned their eyes to the mountain road in the distance.

"Regiment deputy, the devil is here." The brother who came out to investigate excitedly reported to Yang Ling.

Before Yang Ling could speak, the Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming couldn't wait to grab the scout's sleeve and asked, "How many devils are there?!"

"There are three or four hundred of them, and the mules and horses can't see the end at a glance."

Hearing the scout's answer, the joy on Chen Ming's face disappeared instantly. He turned his head to look at Yang Ling, who was down in thought, and asked, "Regiment deputy, do you want to fight?"

Although they came this time with the establishment of two battalions, they actually only had more than 500 guns.

Although they are facing the devil's heavy soldiers, the devil's heavy soldiers are also well-trained. They are the supplementary soldiers of the main battle force. They can replenish the main battle force with guns at any time. Their strength should not be underestimated.

According to the comparison of the combat effectiveness of the two sides, if they want to eat the three or four hundred devils' heavy soldiers, then their strength must be at least three times that of the devils to be sure.

But now they only have [-] brothers. Although the enemy can make a surprise attack, if they can't deal with the opponent quickly and get entangled, once the devils from Minshan come to reinforce them, they will be finished.

Although Chen Ming, the commander of the second battalion, really wanted to fight the devils, he was still hesitant. If he did, he would definitely take a big risk. If he didn't pay attention, they would be wiped out.

"How can you get a tiger cub if you don't enter the tiger's lair? Fight!"

As the commander, Yang Ling knew that he could not hesitate at this time, so he made a decisive decision.

"Really want to fight?" Chen Ming was afraid that Yang Ling would be dazzled for a while, so he asked again uncertainly.

"The devils don't expect us to ambush them. This is our advantage. As long as the first wave of firepower kills them enough, the battle will be won!" Yang Ling's tone was extremely firm.

The decisive confidence of Yang Ling, the commander, undoubtedly affected the hesitant Chen Ming and the others, dispelling their doubts.

"Okay, then fight!" Chen Ming also gritted his teeth, dispelling the thought of retreating.

"Huzi, go tell the blacksmith, don't spare the bullets, I want him to use up all the bullets in 3 minutes after firing, and then charge!"

"Yes!" Hu Zi replied, and quickly ran towards the blacksmith's machine gun platoon.

"Ready to fight!"

With Yang Ling's order, the brothers who were hiding in the woods got down along the edge of the mountain road, pulled the bolts of the guns with a clatter, and the safety bottom covers of the grenades were unscrewed one after another, and they were placed in convenient positions.

"Pass on the word, after starting the fight, shoot out the bullets in the magazine as quickly as possible, and then charge with the bayonet!"

Yang Ling now knew very well that this battle had to be decided quickly, so that the devils had no strength to fight back before they could react.

If they were stuck in a stalemate, they would be in a dangerous situation, so he didn't plan to spend with the devils, and charged after a wave of bullets swept down.

After Yang Ling and the others were ready, a devil soldier with a blood-red plaster flag hanging on his bayonet had already crossed the mountain ridge that blocked his vision and appeared in sight.

Immediately behind this devil soldier were more than 20 devil soldiers looking around with guns. About 30 meters behind them, a mule and horse with two ammunition boxes tied to its body also crossed the mountain ridge with difficulty and appeared.

One after another, mules and horses slid over loaded with ammunition and supplies, and there were more than a thousand mules and horses in the long line.

The brothers looked at the ammunition loaded on the mules and horses and salivated, wishing to grab all the ammunition.

Yang Ling reckoned that there were more than 400 devils in two devil squadrons. Perhaps because of carelessness, half of the devils didn't carry guns, but concentrated on leading mules and horses, wheezing from exhaustion.

But thinking about it, Yang Ling felt relieved. These devil soldiers were not soldiers of the combat unit. Their main task was to be coolies to deliver supplies and ammunition, and they rarely had the opportunity to participate in battles.

Moreover, they have walked back and forth on this route several times in the past few days without encountering any danger, so it is inevitable that they will be careless.

Text Chapter 491 Ambush

Captain Guizi walked slowly amidst the bumps of his horses. His military uniform was clean and tidy, and his white gloves were not stained with dust, which was incompatible with the smoky battlefield ahead.

Rather than saying that he is an active military officer in charge of escorting weapons and ammunition, it is better to say that he is a tourist who travels around the mountains and rivers with great interest.

The main task of the supply troops is to transport supplies and ammunition for the frontline combat troops. Of course, when the battle is tight, they will be temporarily incorporated into the combat troops to participate in the battle.

But for Captain Guizi, the last time he participated in a battle was half a year ago, and in that battle, he lost his left eye.