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

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The sand from the explosion swept radially around, and many machine gunners were knocked to the ground by the air waves.

The devil's grenadiers were suppressing the machine gunners of the defenders, and the Chinese grenadiers who had been dismantled and assigned to the battalion level fought back not to be outdone.

"boom!"

A grenade fell on the hillside among the group of devils who were feinting to attack, and the explosion immediately turned the devils on their backs, causing a mess of casualties.

Chapter 637 Counterattack ([-])

In an instant, the sound of guns and artillery billowed across the Changling line, and thick smoke billowed. Facing the crazy counterattack of the devils, Yang Ling and the others resolutely fought back.

The devils desperately charged towards the Changling position, while the defenders poured bullets desperately, and the dense bullets kept strangling the devils.

Grenades and grenades continued to explode in the group of devils charging, and the little devils were splashed with blood and flesh flying around.

Many little devils were wounded and wounded, bleeding profusely all over their bodies, but they were like dying beasts, seemingly ignorant of the pain, and still pounced on the position with their remaining strength.

Until they were overthrown by the position or fell down due to excessive blood loss, all the devils went crazy, and they pulled away their desperate posture as soon as they came up, putting Liu Yidao and the others under tremendous pressure.

About a small team of devils broke through a line of defense on the left wing, and more than a dozen surviving brothers from a platoon defending the left wing fought with the devils, and the two sides started a partial hand-to-hand battle.

"First company commander, move a machine gun to the left flank and shoot down the devils!"

Qin Shou, the deputy battalion commander, pulled the pistol in his hand and fired all the bullets in the magazine in one go. Two bloody devils fell down from the trench and rolled beside him.

The first company commander, whose face was blackened by gunpowder smoke, greeted behind him: "Squad [-], Squad [-], follow me, bring a machine gun!"

The brothers of the two squads quickly got up and followed the company commander to the left flank, and half of the machine gun squad also rushed out in the rain of bullets.

"Da da da, da da da..."

The machine gunner jumped forward and crawled to the ground, and the machine gun was quickly erected in front of him. Amid the tremors, the crisp sound of the machine gun rang out.

Four or five devils who were on the verge of the melee were shot and killed by experienced machine gunners in an instant, and they rolled to the ground covered in blood.

"Kill!" The company commander raised his bayonet, and the brothers from the two squads shouted loudly, rushing into the melee battle group like wolves and tigers.

"Pfft!"

"Crack!"

"Wow!"

The sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh, the sound of the gun butt smashing into bones, and the screams of the devils were instantly intertwined. Blood mist was sprayed, and people fell to the ground wailing, and then were trampled by countless pairs of chaotic feet.

The machine gunners continued to point and kill the little devils who were squeezed out of the battle group, and soon the devils who broke into the position were wiped out, and the gap was blocked.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The grenades kept falling, and many brothers were hit directly. In the burst of blood mist, many people's bodies were lost in an instant.

And the devil's situation was not much better. There were already layers of corpses piled up on the hillside, and a strong smell of blood filled the surroundings.

"Kill Gaga!"

The commanders holding their sabers were still howling wildly, but their voices had become pale and numb.

"Kill the devil!"

The brothers were also screaming and pulling the trigger desperately. In the hail of bullets, every living life was rapidly disappearing.

"Turn up the mortar and blast me!"

Seeing that Liu Yidao and the others were under great pressure from the devil's storm-like attack, the only artillery platoon in Yang Ling's regiment issued an order.

The artillery platoon that received the order moved quickly, and soon the shells landed behind the devils. Amidst the rumbling tremors, some devils were immediately blown to pieces.

A shell landed not far from the leader of the devil's alliance, and a violent air wave swept over, overturning the leader of the devil's alliance who was caught off guard.

Yozo Ichikawa, the captain of the Devils Alliance, struggled to get up from the ground, touching the hot blood on his face, furious.

"Baga! Shelling! Shelling!"

The captain of the regiment, Ichikawa Yozo, was howling in despair, extremely angry.

Soon the devil infantry at the front retreated, the devil's only mountain cannon, the infantry artillery began to roar.

"Huh! Huh!"

The cannonballs pierced the battlefield with a hideous breath of death, and those corpses that were too late to grab were torn to pieces by the violent force. Minced meat and bone scum flew all over the sky, and the sky turned red.

"His grandma's, hurry up and call the artillery battalion, and kill the devil's artillery for me!"

Liu Yidao scrambled and rushed into the shelter of the anti-cannon, the shell exploded right behind him, and he was so angry that he cursed.

"Hey, hello, artillery battalion! We request artillery support!" The call quickly reached the artillery battalion directly under the brigade.

Soon, the artillery battalion directly under the brigade equipped with eight 75mm field guns began to show its power. The howling shells swept across the Changling position shrouded in gunpowder smoke, and smashed straight at the devils.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sudden artillery attack stunned the little devil. Seeing the soldiers being thrown into the sky in the explosion, the regiment leader Yozo Ichikawa was also speechless.

"Co-leader, hurry up, it's dangerous here!" Several devil guards hurriedly dragged the stupefied co-leader Yozo Ichikawa to a safe place.

"How could the Chinese Army have such a strong artillery? Impossible..." The commander of the regiment, Yozo Ichikawa, looked at the falling shells with disbelief on his face.

"Boom!"

"what!"

The cannonballs were like boiling water falling into a pan of oil, immediately boiling the devil's position, and the smoke and dust raised rolled and swept across. As soon as one cannonball exploded, another one followed.

"Quick, transfer!"

A shell landed on the devil's artillery position, and the stacked shells exploded with a bang. The violent flames and high temperature engulfed more than a dozen devils around them, and the broken pieces of cloth flew into the air, scaring the devil's artillery to run away in a hurry.

The devil's artillery is used to being arrogant. In the past, they used to bully the poor equipment of the Chinese army, so most of their artillery positions were located very far forward, making it easier to move forward.

But now being bombarded by such a mess, the pot was blown up immediately, scared out of his wits, and hurriedly moved.

But it's so easy to move somewhere, the position of the Devil's artillery has long been sent down, and the artillery battalion directly under the brigade has already calibrated to shoot the elements, a burst of indiscriminate bombing, and the artillery of the Devil's 145th Regiment was given to the whole country. Reimbursed.