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

"Brothers! Kill!

"Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming was already covered in blood. Seeing Liu Yidao and the others coming up for reinforcements, his spirits lifted.

The devils are well-trained and fierce, but after all, two fists are no match for four hands. Facing the Chinese officers and soldiers constantly pouring in from the darkness, they just stabbed one person, and they were immediately knocked to the ground by a big knife cut from nowhere.

The ravines were so criss-cross that the trenches were filled with corpses, and many trenches had even been filled. The devils were hacked and hacked by nearly a thousand brothers, blood and flesh splattered, and people kept falling in pools of blood.

The little devils behind were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They kept rushing forward, trying to support their companions who were in danger.

But how could Yang Ling make them happy? Dozens of light and heavy machine guns built a tight firepower network to block them out of the position.

The devils also called in mortars, light and heavy machine guns fired back, the muzzles of the guns spit out flames, and dense bullets flew towards Yang Ling's machine gun position.

But Yang Ling and the others did not show any weakness. The two sides fired at each other. The Min 24 machine gun roared dully. From time to time, some brothers poured water on the red gun body, and white mist rose up, and the ammunition chain was continuously sent in. , Continuously, the two sides are evenly matched.

Yang Ling and the others are now considered a reinforced regiment, backed by strong fortifications and trenches. Although the devil's attack is fierce, they can't suppress them.

Bullets tore through the night sky like locusts, the air seemed to be burning, thick smoke billowed, and in the first-line trench fortifications, the corpses of the devil soldiers who rushed in were strewn all over the ground, blood flowing into canals.

"It's all cleaned up! Don't let one go!"

Yang Ling's orders were cold and ruthless. Since he dared to attack, he must be prepared to die.

In the first-line trenches, the ratio of troops between the two sides has reached three to one. It is almost three brothers dealing with one little devil. Although the devil is strong, it is still difficult.

The ghost officer who led the team had a fierce look on his cold face. Seeing his subordinates being chopped down, he howled again and again, and wanted to lead people to retreat, but the back road was blocked by firepower, so he could only fight hard.

"kill!"

Liu Yidao and the others killed with enthusiasm, peeling the devils like peeling onions. Fewer and fewer devils could stand, and those who stood were covered in scars.

In less than half an hour, there were less than a few dozen of the hundreds of devils who broke into the position.

They formed a round formation back to back, facing the Chinese officers and soldiers coming up from all around, they still had a fierce look on their faces, and wanted to fight to the end.

"Put down your weapons and surrender! Or all will die!"

Chen Ming, the commander of the Second Battalion dripping blood, stood on the trench wrapped in a tattered military uniform, shouting to the devils at the top of his voice.

Liu Yidao was impatient, and shouted: "What are you talking about, there is an order from the group seat, they will all be slaughtered!"

"Kill Gaga!"

Seeing Liu Yidao's unkind expression, the besieged devils seemed to know that they were doomed. Under the howling of the officer, they rushed towards the brothers, wanting to fight to the death before dying.

"Damn it, I'll kill them all!"

Chen Ming, the commander of the second battalion, wanted to persuade him a few words, but when he saw that the devil was so ungrateful, he jumped up angrily.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da--"

The brothers were already exhausted from killing, and they didn't bother to talk nonsense with the little devil. A row of bullets passed by, and the devil fell down before they rushed to them.

"I told you to be fierce!" Liu Yidao was puzzled, and rushed forward to stab the devil officer twice more after punching a few holes all over his body.

He just saw the devil officer chop several of his brothers, and he didn't stop until the blood started to gurgle from the devil officer's mouth.

All the little devils who rushed into the position were cleaned up, and the gunfire of those who wanted to reinforce them also weakened and retreated into the darkness.

The devils could not lose money by stealing chickens, and lost hundreds of people in a muddle-headed manner. The cold and hard face of Yozo Ichikawa, the captain of the 145th Devils Regiment who was in charge of attacking in this direction, twitched.

Angry, he directly shot a hole in the head of a retreating squadron leader who was disadvantaged in support, and sprayed a thick sticky thing all over the face of a devil officer next to him.

This devil squadron leader was also unlucky. He was suppressed by Yang Ling's machine gun firepower and couldn't rush forward. He watched hundreds of people being slaughtered by Yang Ling and his team. Before he could explain, he was shot by the angry captain. collapsed.

Seeing the captain of the regiment, Hirozo Ichikawa, being angry, the devils and officers around them were all calm and shabby, and the rest of the troops were still attacking, so they lost the first battle. This battle was too useless.

"Call the artillery unit to bombard!" The commander of the regiment, Yozo Ichikawa, was very unwilling, and ordered with a straight face.

"Hi Yi!" A devil officer didn't dare to neglect, and hurried to the phone.

Soon, the Devil's artillery, which was shelling in the direction of the 58th division, turned its muzzle, a red light rose in the darkness, and the overwhelming shells fell towards Yang Ling's line of defense.

"Go into the blast hole!"

"Machine gun! Bring the machine gun in!"

Seeing the bombardment of the devil's artillery, the brothers who had just fought a bloody battle had no time to cheer, and rushed towards the artillery hole amidst the hoarse roar of the company platoon leaders.

The shells fell on the ground like raindrops, and a burst of flames burst out. Countless ammunition boxes and sandbags were thrown into the sky amidst the roar, and they were torn to pieces.

The sky was illuminated red, scorching air waves rolled along the trenches, thick black and sticky gunpowder smoke stirred up, and the positions were bombed to pieces.

The brethren curled up in the bomb-proof hole panting, watching the lightning-like explosions and indiscriminate bombardment one after another through the gap.

"The little devil is so fucking rich!"

The bloody and ragged brothers were coughing and coughing due to the gunpowder smoke pouring in. In the flickering light and darkness of the bomb hole, some were cursing, and some were smiling happily as if they were still alive after a catastrophe.

The little devil's artillery turned the whole position upside down as if it had been praised. The loess on the ground quickly turned into black soil, and then began to smoke and burn.

The scorching air waves churned, and the position was blasted to a crisp on the outside, and the sulfur incendiary bombs also hit, everything that could burn was burned, and the high temperature brought by the bombardment enveloped the position, draining the air Some moisture.

Someone untied the kettle and wanted to pour water into the smoking throat, but the kettle had been punched out by bullets long ago, and the water had already flowed out before the battle was discovered.

"Give me some water, I'm dying of thirst!" The brother poked the person next to him and said hoarsely.

Before the brother's words fell, the howling sound from outside swept over again, and the devil's attacking troops came up again.

"Damn it, it's not over yet." A veteran platoon leader threw away the empty kettle and stood up, waving his arms: "Don't just sit still, the devils are coming up again!"

The blood-covered and ragged brothers rushed out again with their guns in hand, and met the orderly of the regiment head-on.

Body 6 Chapter Nine Traps

The devils stepped on the explosion point and attacked again, ignoring the flying and raging explosions, but this time they did not encounter any strong resistance until they broke into the first-line trenches full of corpses.

Only in the darkness in the distance, there are sporadic bullets flying over, and the weak resistance can be ignored.

"The Chinese army has been wiped out by shelling! Quickly clear out the remnants of the enemy!" The devil officer quickly judged the situation and shouted excitedly.

"Hooray! Hooray!"

Those ghost soldiers who rushed up with a desperate attitude also cheered up when they heard the words, let out cheers of victory, and then divided into countless arrows, and quickly advanced towards the depths to wipe out the remnants of the enemy.

And the sporadic Chinese officers and soldiers who were hiding in the dark and shooting at the devils turned their heads and ran away as if they were scared out of their wits when they saw the devils rushing over.