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

The devils were already approaching the mountain pass, and the brothers were busy too. There was no time to build trenches, so they dug foxholes on the spot.

Wang Huzi is leading a group of people dumping a lot of earthen pots and other things from the village not far away, and is nervously making simple Molotov cocktails. The gasoline they brought from Ruichang County is now in handy.

The ammunition was gone, and most of the brothers only had a sharp bayonet left. They silently put the bayonet on their rifles, wiped off the blood on it, and prepared to drink blood again.

"Blacksmith, beard, old cow, take people to hide in the pine forest opposite, polish your bayonets, and charge when the devils are blocked. Remember, the purpose of our first battle is to grab enough ammunition."

Yang Ling asked the generals and platoon leaders to gather around and made a simple tactical arrangement. Although he had no ammunition, he would not sit still and prepare to snatch the devils.

Several veteran company commanders and more than 300 brothers hid in the pine forest near the main road to hide, while the rest of Yang Ling and the others were divided into several waves, carrying simple Molotov cocktails in ambush.

When Yang Ling was patrolling everywhere and making the final arrangements, the observation sentry who climbed up the tree shouted: "The devil is here!"

Without Yang Ling's orders, the brothers stopped what they were doing and jumped into their own foxholes.

The vanguard detachment led by Officer Cao Dajiao of the Devil Army was lucky. They cleared countless fake traps along the way, and walked the last section of the mountain road without any danger.

After turning over the mountain ridge in front, there is no danger to defend the hilly area. Even if there are enemies, they can be seen from a long distance. At least the safety is guaranteed, which is much better than the mountainous area with limited vision.

Thinking of Wohuo who was constantly being attacked in the mountainous area, Officer Dajiao even fancied that it would be great if those Chinese troops could attack them in the hilly area, and he would kill them all.

Just as he was about to heave a sigh of relief and complete this frightening mission of leading soldiers to explore the way, he suddenly caught sight of something floating on the mountain ridge not far away from the corner of his eye.

He didn't close his eyes all night, thinking that he was delusional. When he rubbed his eyes and opened them to look again, his face suddenly became gloomy.

What floated in his field of vision was nothing but a flag they were all too familiar with. Although it was black with gunpowder smoke and had several holes broken, he still recognized that it was the flag of the Chinese army.

"There are enemies ahead!"

The big horn officer shouted, and the devil soldiers around him subconsciously lay down to hide, because he had already seen that around the flying flag, behind the newly dug up soil were dug foxholes.

"Quickly report to the captain that there is a position of the Chinese army on the mountain ridge."

As soon as Sergeant Cao Dajiao was not stupid enough to attack with his mere infantry detachment, it was reasonable to report to the chief immediately.

If he hadn't experienced last night's nightmare, the always arrogant Dajiao Guanyi would have rushed up with his infantry unit without hesitation and took down the position on the mountain ridge.

But he had already seen the powerful fighting power of those Chinese troops last night, and now he has become a frightened bird, and he dare not be careless anymore.

Chapter 525 Hand-to-hand combat

When the devil Nakasano Ichiro received a report from the vanguard that he did not find the Chinese army's blocking position on the mountain ridge in front of him, he even thought that his ears had heard wrong, and those sneak attackers dared to come.

Ichiro Ono, who didn't believe the report, rushed to the front of the team himself, but when he saw the blue sky and white sun flag flying on the mountain ridge and the scattered positions, his nose was crooked.

Not only did these Chinese troops dare to come, they even dared to open up their stance openly and prepare to fight against them. Who gave them such courage?

Do you really think that the Imperial Japanese Army is a sick cat who is allowed to be bullied by them?Ichiro Ono got angry, and the consequences were serious.

"First Squadron, rush up and take down the Chinese position, remember, no one will be left alive!"

With a gloomy face, Ono Ichiro gave an order to a pockmarked captain next to him, that he would severely teach these desperate Chinese troops a lesson and let them know how powerful the Japanese Imperial Army is!

"Hi Yi!"

Captain Guizi bowed his head heavily to take the order, and when he raised his head to look at the mountain beam with the broken flag, his face was full of madness and ferocity.

They had been harassed endlessly last night, and the annoying cold shots made them almost crazy. His squadron only lost 30 people on the battlefield, but in just one night, another 20 people were killed.

If it is said that these 20 people died on the battlefield under the hail of bullets, he could still bear it, but they died aggrieved in the sneak attack, and even one of them was stabbed to death by a bayonet while urinating.

As the saying goes, uncles can endure and aunts can't. The devil captain, who was full of fire in his heart, didn't hesitate at all. With a wave of his big hand, more than a hundred devils rushed towards Yang Ling and the others aggressively.

The position chosen by Yang Ling and the others happened to be on the ridgeline of the mountain ridge. From a high position, they could overlook the more than 100 devil soldiers who rushed towards them.

"Regiment deputy, why didn't the devil fire a cannon?"

The brothers were ready to meet the devil's first attack on the three axes, but when they looked up, they found that the devil directly opened the skirmish line and rushed over. This is unreasonable.

Yang Ling was also worried about the devil's bombardment, so he asked his brothers to build the foxholes scattered, but seeing the devil charge directly, a smile appeared on his face, it seemed that the devil really ran out of ammunition, even the cannons before charging Boom is saved.

"Get the Molotov cocktail ready, wait for my order to light the fire." Since the devil didn't have much ammunition, the battle was much easier.

It's not that the devils wasted bullets, but that their logistics was taken over by Yang Ling and the others twice in a row, and then they had to withstand the desperate attack of the 74th Army.

The only bullets left now are temporary emergency airdrops by planes. If they had ammunition, how could they retreat in such a haste.

The momentum of more than 100 devils charging forward with sharp bayonets is quite bluffing. The murderous aura oncoming is enough to scare the recruits who have never fought before to pee their pants.

But Yang Ling and the others were all veterans who had wandered around the ghost gate for several times. They had seen corpses and blood, and they really didn't pay attention to the devil's aura.

In line with the principle of saving ammunition, the devils did not go far away this time and rushed up the mountain ridge without saying a word.

The slope of the mountain ridge was a bit steep. Although there were sparse vegetation, it was still very difficult for the devils to climb up, especially since they hadn't closed their eyes all night, and they were tired and panting after running a few hundred meters.

"Give the devil a welcome gift." Yang Ling looked at the devil who was struggling to climb up the mountain ridge, and ordered.

The guard Huzi chuckled, took a lit clay pot and threw it out with all his strength.

The devils were startled by the condescending clay pots thrown down, and they all scrambled and evaded lying down in embarrassment.

The clay pot full of gasoline smashed to the ground, and the flames burst into flames. There was no explosion as expected, but a few devils who were lying down in a hurry had their faces scratched by thorns.

Looking at the broken clay pots and gasoline that were spreading and burning, Captain Guizi roared as if he had been tricked.

The other devils were also terrified, and when they realized that it wasn't a grenade, they became more courageous.

More than a dozen simple Molotov cocktails were thrown down from the mountain ridge, and suddenly thick smoke billowed, a large area of ​​wild grass was burned, and the devil was sweating all over from being roasted.

Seeing that there were no machine guns or rifles on the mountain ridge, but instead some simple Molotov cocktails that they couldn't understand, some Japanese officers felt a little weird.

"Captain, is the Chinese army plotting again?" A devil officer reminded, worried that there was an ambush behind the mountain ridge.

The devil, Nakasano Ichiro, looked through the burning fire of the Perak Bara, looked directly at the crude and shameless blocking position, and judged with a cold snort: "The Chinese should have no ammunition."

Nearly [-] simple Molotov cocktails were thrown out. Although they burned the gentle slopes of the mountain ridges into flames, they couldn't stop the devil soldiers who rushed forward in the slightest.

These ghost soldiers were cautious at the beginning, but when they found that there seemed to be no machine guns on the mountain ridge, and the rifles were also for display, they became bolder and began to straighten up and rush forward, as long as they avoided those incendiary bottles.

The devil's cover machine gun rattled. The machine gunner was an old devil. He shot accurately, calmly and powerfully. A string of son bullets flew up the mountain ridge.

The brothers who were throwing Molotov cocktails fell into their foxholes one after another, and the machine gun bullets flew up, kicking up large swaths of mud.

The sound of the machine gun seemed to be an order, and the devil soldiers who had been trotting and charging suddenly accelerated, taking advantage of Yang Ling and the others bowing their heads, to charge quickly.

"kill!"

What the more than 100 charging devil soldiers did not expect was that just as they were about to rush up the mountain ridge, a group of vicious Chinese officers and soldiers rushed out of the unimportant pine forest nearby.