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

The surviving devils crowded in an area of ​​several square kilometers. The more the troops fought inside, the more stubborn the devils resisted. Qin Shou was worried about Yang Ling's safety and rushed to go.

"Tuan Zuo, I'll take the brothers in..." Company Commander Su Er followed suit.

And Luo Youcai, Zhang Heizi and the others were also eager to try, not wanting Yang Ling, the head of the group, to take risks.

"Don't talk about it, it's settled like this. You have enough food and a good night's sleep, and then we will wipe out the devils in one go. The remaining devils will depend on you." Yang Ling rejected the brothers' offer.

The brothers had been fighting for a few days, and they hardly slept a full night. Yang Ling knew that it would be better to let them have a good night's rest and recharge their batteries if they continued to fight against the devil with exhaustion.

Soon the brothers from the cooking class brought up the cold steamed buns from behind. Yang Ling and the brothers who attacked had a hasty dinner and set off wearing gas masks.

The battlefield was full of flames and black smoke, and the poisonous gas released by the devils made the battlefield dangerous.

Yang Ling and his more than 200 brothers formed an attacking formation, carefully passed through the weak area of ​​poisonous gas, and under the cover of night, they quietly got into the devil's last defensive area.

"Tuan Zuo, there are devils ahead, do you want to fight them?"

The devils rearranged a lot of troops in dangerous places, and Yang Ling and the others ran into each other without going far.

"Go around, let's only hit the devil's headquarters."

Although Yang Ling and his group of more than 200 people took down one of the devils' positions without any trouble, once the gunfire rang out, the nearby devils would become alert, and it would not be so easy to continue fighting.

The main purpose of Yang Ling personally leading the team this time was to behead them, take away the headquarters of each devil, paralyze their command system, and see how the little devils continue to fight, and this is Yang Ling's specialty.

Text Chapter 675 Destroying the Headquarters

The hillsides, ravines, villages, etc. are full of traces of the flames of war, and there are many dead bodies bombed by the devils in the ponds and rice fields. Many of them have rotted and stink in the hot weather.

Under the dim night, a group of ragged devils gathered in front of a burning house. The firelight reflected their dirty faces, numb and confused.

They no longer had the high spirits they had when they set out, and now they were in a constant state of panic, and the gunshots from the nearby area aroused their tense nerves.

"Kumamoto-san, you lead your men to block the path outside the village to ensure the safety of the brigade."

A devil major stood on the blood-stained steps and gave orders to a devil second lieutenant with a bearded face.

"Hi Yi..." Second Lieutenant Guizi's eyes were bloodshot, and his answer seemed weak.

More than 30 remnants of devil soldiers stood crookedly, and the rifles on their shoulders became extremely heavy, almost bending their waists.

"Let's go!" Second lieutenant Guizi saluted the major standing on the steps, then turned around and waved.

More than 30 Japanese soldiers with ragged bodies lined up, left the village, and walked towards the end of the path along the ridges of rice fields full of bomb craters.

This mountain village was originally their core area, but now with the continuous loss of the periphery, Chinese officers and soldiers have threatened the safety here.

When the more than 30 devils disappeared at the end of the path under the leadership of the second lieutenant, behind a moss-covered stone, a brother wearing a grass ring and an earth-colored sack cautiously poked his head out.

"Tuan Zuo, there should be a devil official in the village."

Looking at the village that had been bombarded by shells, the brother said in a low voice.

The devils have been compressed into an area of ​​less than five square kilometers. Although the area is small, the artillery shells fired by the Chinese army from all directions can directly threaten the safety of the devils.

However, the artillery unit of the Devils had already fired all the shells and fired their rifles, organized them into infantry squads, and sent reinforcements to the periphery to stop the Chinese officers and soldiers from attacking.

Yang Ling was also covered in weeds and branches for camouflage. Looking at the village looming in the firelight, and then at the dozens of devils heading towards the periphery, he felt that the village should be a headquarters of the devils.

"A platoon of people set up an ambush on the spot. If the team of devils who just passed by comes back, kill me." Yang Ling whispered to a platoon leader wearing a gas mask.

"Yes!" The platoon leader responded, and immediately waved to the darkness behind him.

Soon, dozens of brothers emerged from the darkness and scattered to hide in the ditches on both sides of the rice fields.

"Wang Dongming..."

"To!"

"Keep your voice down... You take a platoon of brothers, and then take three machine guns to the east, and block the other side of the village. Let's have a pot, understand?"

Wang Dongming, who had a string of grenades hanging on his body, had a murderous look on his face, and he smiled, showing his white teeth: "Understood!"

"Go." Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Soon Wang Dongming also led a platoon of brothers to the other side of the village along the pond outside the village.

Yang Ling reckoned that the time was almost up, so he led the rest of the brothers to open the attack line and walked towards the village.

The two devil sentinels at the entrance of the village were so hungry that they had no energy to move around, they were leaning against the dark broken wall with their guns in their hands, muttering in a low voice.

The worsening of the war was beyond their expectations. They had thought of making a detour to De'an to make contributions, but who knew that they would be trapped in a tight siege in the blink of an eye. Facing the unknown tomorrow, they were full of pessimism.

"Clatter..." Broken rubble slipped and fell on the brother who was approaching the devil sentinel.

The sudden sound woke up the two little devils who were reminiscing bitterness and sweetness. They raised their guns at the direction of the sound, and their breathing became rapid.

"Well..."

Just as the two little devils were about to go over with their guns to check, two sharp bayonets had already been pierced hard into their vests, and the bloody point of the knives pierced through their bodies and came out from their chests.

Feeling the pain, the little devil wanted to shout, but his mouth was tightly covered, and soon they slipped and fell to the ground weakly.

"on!"

Countless black figures with guns soon emerged from the darkness. They jumped over the devil's body, and under Yang Ling's leadership, they groped towards the village against the wall.

"Snapped!"

A devil who was crouching on the roof noticed a large group of people with guns approaching the village, and hastily fired a warning shot at the bottom.

The bullet flew past the head of the first brother, and sank into the earth wall behind him with a puff, which made the brother turn pale with fright.

"Bang! Bang!"

Before the brother could react, the brother behind him had already raised his gun and pulled the trigger at the exposed devil whistle.

"what!"

The gunfire from the devil's secret whistle exposed his position, and he was about to stand up and move, but two puffs of bullets sank into his body, and his half-upright body lost its center of gravity, and rolled down along the thatched roof.

"rush!"

Now that the gunfire rang out, there was no need to hide whereabouts. The brothers suddenly quickened their pace and charged towards the village.

"Boom!"

As the brothers rushed forward, they threw grenades one after another into the dark room where they couldn't see clearly. In the flames of explosions, some little devils were knocked out of the room by the blast.