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

"How many ghosts are there?"

Yang Ling walked around behind a barricade bunker and found Wang Huzi, who was in charge of directing the attack, and asked while pointing to the red-lacquered copper lock gate compound.

"More than 30, the firepower is very fierce, and they were pushed back twice!" Wang Huzi replied angrily, looking at the solid brick and stone structure yard.

"This is the devil's munitions warehouse. There is enough ammunition, so don't act recklessly." Yang Ling reminded.

After Wang Huzi heard Yang Ling's words, he suddenly realized that this was the case. No wonder the firepower was so fierce.

"Grenades are useless, and we don't have cannons, so it's hard to shoot." Wang Huzi was in trouble.

Although their 74th Army has both offensive and defensive capabilities, most of the time they fight face-to-face with little devils on the plains or in the mountains. They don't have much experience in this kind of narrow street fighting.

"Let the machine gun team occupy those commanding heights for me, and beat me severely as long as the devil dares to show his face."

In street fighting, occupying the commanding heights can seal off an area, and mastering the initiative in this area can suppress the opponent. Naturally, Yang Ling will not miss this opportunity.

After receiving the order, several machine gun teams quickly smashed open the gates of several nearby yards, found ladders and climbed up to the roof, put the machine guns on the roof, and began to suppress the devils.

"Let people find fire starters, the more the better, if the devils don't come out, let's burn them out." Looking at the devil soldiers huddled inside, Yang Ling had plenty of ways to deal with them.

Years of brutal wars allow people to grow rapidly, and often crawl among the dead, so they can naturally use various methods to kill their enemies, instead of just taking human lives.

After Wang Huzi got the order, he quickly took people to find firewood and other kindling materials. Fortunately, he also seized a devil's side three-wheeled motorcycle on the street, smashed the fuel tank, and brought the oil back.

Text Chapter 5 Telegram for Help

The gunshots in Ruichang City rang from time to time, and the brothers in charge of combing along the streets methodically cleared the devil soldiers everywhere.

The devil's troops stationed in the city are not many, and they have to garrison important locations scattered around, which further weakens the devil's strength.

Yang Ling didn't have the slightest worry about Blacksmith and Shunzi taking people to wipe out the remnants of the devils everywhere. After all, they were experienced grassroots commanders who knew how to protect themselves and destroy the enemy.

Guns were fired everywhere in the city, occasionally mixed with the trembling explosions of grenades and grenade bombs, the gunfire continued to extend in both directions north and south, and the clearing mission was proceeding smoothly.

Compared with the sometimes sparse and sometimes intensive firefights in various parts of the city, the vicinity of the Xu family compound where the devil's ammunition warehouse is located has become eerily quiet.

The several machine gun teams who had seized the commanding heights of the roof were condescending and suppressing the devil soldiers in the yard. As long as they dared to stand on the top of the wall, they would be shot with a swarm of bullets.

The condescending beating by the machine gun team made the devil soldiers huddle in the yard and never dare to show their heads on the courtyard wall, but the devil's tactical quality is also very high.

Although suppressed by the machine guns, they could not climb up the courtyard wall and shoot outside, but soon many shooting holes were dug into the courtyard wall, and a [-]-type heavy machine gun was erected behind the smashed window.

In a very short period of time, the devils turned the Xu family compound into a strong fortress. Once Yang Ling and his brothers wanted to attack, they would be met with violent bullets.

There were only about 30 devils in the yard. They originally had about one and a half squads, all of which were temporarily assembled to suppress the mutiny in the security camp.

But after a chaotic battle, only 30 or so devils of one and a half squads remained and retreated into the Xu family compound where a large amount of supplies and ammunition were stored, and stood by for help.

The devils relied on the shooting holes on the courtyard wall to form an insurmountable firepower network. Yang Ling and the others gave up the frontal attack, and the brothers searched for firewood and gasoline to prepare for the fire attack.

The ghost soldiers in the yard also took advantage of this gap to move ammunition in a hurry, and urgently built fortifications in the front yard and the back yard, preparing to defend to the death.

Although Zhuqi Heigu was attacked by Yang Ling and the others, and now he retreated into the yard where the supplies were stored with the remaining subordinates, he had already stabilized his position.

Zhuqi Kuroya believed that as long as he stood firm, the infantry units in the city would come to reinforce him after learning about the situation. Even if he could not repel the Chinese army outside, with so many supplies and ammunition, he could still stand by and wait for reinforcements. of.

In the dim ear room in the backyard, the radio was making a constant ticking sound, and two Japanese messengers were nervously communicating with the 6th Brigade on the frontier battlefield of Minshan.

Suddenly, a large number of Chinese troops with unknown numbers appeared in Ruichang to attack. The left-behind squadron leader Zhuqi Heiya had lost control of Ruichang City, and he had to call for help urgently.

Zhuqi Heigu knew in his heart that this was not only a forward base for storing a large amount of weapons and ammunition, but also the only way for the 6th Brigade to transport logistics supplies, and the brigade leader would not ignore it.

A few hours ago, he had received an order that the ammunition transport team to the front line had been attacked, and the ammunition on the front line was running out, so he urgently organized people to rush to transport ammunition supplies to Minshan.

However, he was about to send the security battalion and the left-behind squadron to transport ammunition to the front, but first there was a mutiny in the security battalion, and then a sudden attack by the Chinese army, which made Zhuqi Heigu lose his position.

"Has the telegram for help been sent?" Zhuqi Heitani has been nervously guarding the radio station, seeing the signal soldier stop, and hastily asked.

"Squadron leader, the telegram for help has been sent." The signal soldier replied respectfully.

Hearing this, Zhuqi Heigu's tense face finally eased a little. As long as the head of the forward brigade receives the telegram, he will definitely not sit idly by, so they just need to stick to it and wait for help.

"As soon as there is a call back, report it immediately."

"Hi Yi!" The signal soldier bowed heavily.

After Zhuqi Kuroya left the dimly lit ear room, he walked towards the front yard to inspect the defense situation.

There were only more than 30 Japanese soldiers who followed him into the yard, and half of them were leaning against the wall of the front yard at the moment, relying on the shooting holes dug out temporarily to guard.

Once a Chinese soldier is found wanting to rush towards this side, they will immediately pull the trigger and shoot, and the heavy machine gun mounted on the window will also fire immediately.

Anyway, behind them is the ammunition supplies warehouse, with sufficient ammunition, so there is no need to worry about running out of ammunition, so the firepower is very fierce.

Several devil wounded soldiers were lying on the steps moaning in pain, and a medical soldier wearing a red cross was urgently helping them treat the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Your Excellency, General, has sent reinforcements to help Ruichang. We will launch a counterattack soon. Please cheer up and stick to your respective positions to welcome the final victory!"

Seeing that morale was a bit low, Zhuqi Kuriya had to make up some lies to boost morale.

Although he didn't know when the brigade commander's reinforcements would arrive, but as a commander, he had to be responsible for his soldiers and give them hope of standing firm.

The Japanese army's raid on Ruichang caused heavy losses to the devils. Although gunshots were still heard in the city, there are only more than 30 people retreating to the courtyard.

Looking at the dark Chinese army outside, although these ghost soldiers are well-trained, they still inevitably panic and worry. Seeing the sharp confidence in Zhuqi Heigu's eyes at this moment, he immediately calmed down.

When Yang Ling and the others were actively preparing to conquer the last fortress of the devils in Ruichang City, at the frontier of Minshan, where the battle was raging, the chief of staff of the devils hurried to the sleeping brigade commander Masao Maruyama with a telegram.

Maruyama Masao's 6th Brigade relied on the emergency airdropped ammunition and supplies to stabilize the line of defense. At this moment, they only need to send the supplies and ammunition up from the rear, and they will be able to launch a fierce attack again.

The two sides fought in Minshan for several days and nights. Although the blood flowed like rivers, the 6th Brigade was still strong. Maruyama Masao also had blind confidence in his troops, that is, he would definitely be able to defeat the 74th Army.

Now that the troops have stabilized the line of defense, Masao Maruyama, who has not closed his eyes for more than two days, is resting amidst the sound of gunfire wrapped in a marching blanket, he is too tired.

"General, Ruichang was attacked by a large number of Chinese troops."

Although the chief of staff couldn't bear to disturb the exhausted brigade commander Maruyama Masao, Ruichang's urgent telegram still forced him to wake up Maruyama Masao.

"Nani?" Maruyama Masao was shocked when he was woken up by the Chief of Staff, he snatched the telegram and read it at a glance.

"Impossible, the Chinese army near Ruichang has been wiped out a long time ago, how could there be a large Chinese army attacking Ruichang?" Masao Maruyama really didn't believe it was true, and asked with a telegram: "Is it the telegram from Zhuqisan?" mistaken?"

The chief of staff shook his head dignifiedly: "I've called to confirm that Zhuqisang and the others were indeed attacked by a large Chinese army, and suffered heavy losses. At this moment, they have retreated to the ammunition warehouse, and the situation is in a precarious situation."

Masao Maruyama walked quickly to the hanging map, looked at the messy map drawn with red and blue lines, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you figured out the number of the Chinese army that attacked Ruichang?"

"Zhuqisang's telegram said that the Chinese army who attacked them wore German steel helmets, and should be the main force of the Chinese."