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

"It's really cheap for this old devil. Is there any news about Junrokuro Matsuura?" General Wu Qiwei, the former commander in chief of the enemy, grinned, finally feeling elated.

"Not yet, the troops are stepping up their search!"

"Okay, let the troops be more careful, and don't let this cunning old devil run away."

"Yes, I will notify you right now!"

Text Chapter 681 Cunning Matsuura

The stench of the tattered battlefield, bullet-riddled steel helmets, broken rifles, empty bullet casings, and rotting and smelly corpses are all over the battlefield.

The officers and soldiers of the search team searched for the remnants of the devil among the weeds and vines, while looking for their brothers.

Many troops broke up when they attacked the devils, and many of them fell in whole squads and platoons on the way to charge the devils' positions, and all of them fell with their heads facing the direction of the devils.

For this battle to encircle and wipe out the Devil Division, countless brothers fell in this wilderness, and they died for the country.

"We must catch old devil Matsuura! Otherwise, we will be sorry for our sacrificed brothers!"

By a small stream, Zhang Heizi found some brothers in his company. They fought hand-to-hand with the little devil here, and all of them died. The blood stained the stream red, and it was all red.

Many brothers were still wrestling with the devils before they died. Both sides were stiff and inseparable. Looking at these sacrificed brothers, Zhang Heizi's eyes were bloodshot.

In this battle of besieging the Matsuura Division, many troops suffered heavy losses. First, they had no experience in attacking fortified mountains, and their weapons and equipment were too poor.

Even so, they forcibly gnawed down the devil one by one, and defeated the devil's Matsuura division with their desperate efforts.

The red-eyed Chinese officers and soldiers were looking for the remaining devil soldiers. They searched from several directions.

Every brother is looking for Matsuura Junrokuro, if the culprit cannot be caught, then this victory will be much less important.

At this moment, Matsuura Junrokuro, with the staff of the division headquarters and a group of guards, was hiding in the mountains, avoiding the search of Chinese officers and soldiers.

The majestic head of the lieutenant general's division is like a bereaved dog at this moment, panicking all day long.

They hid in a large area of ​​wild grass and watched those isolated devil soldiers being chased by Chinese officers and soldiers and shot them one by one, but they didn't dare to show their air, for fear of exposing themselves.

Only after this team of Chinese officers and soldiers killed all the ghost soldiers who were alone, and took away the spoils, did they dare to crawl out of the weeds in fear.

Looking at the devil soldiers whose bodies were covered in blood holes, the tired head of the devil division, Junrokuro Matsuura, clenched his fists and his face was full of anger.

But now he himself is like a bodhisattva crossing the river, and he can't protect himself, and anger is useless.

"General, let's go, the Chinese people will be able to search here soon."

Sakurai, the devil's intelligence officer, looked around vigilantly, and persuaded Matsuura Junrokuro to leave quickly. If they were discovered, they would all be finished.

Junrokuro Matsuura is now in despair. A division of more than 1 people was buried in his hands. Even if he broke out, how could he explain to Neiji Okamura, commander of the 11th Army? He is full of regrets and should not be alone aggressive.

"It's easy to be spotted by the Chinese when we walk like this, and it's easier to go out if we put on their clothes." After taking a few steps, Matsuura Junrokuro stopped again.

"General..." Intelligence Staff Sakura wanted to say something, but saw that Matsuura Junrokuro had already started to take off his lieutenant general uniform, he hesitated to speak.

Soon, this team of nearly a hundred little devils collected the uniforms of some blood-stained Chinese officers and soldiers from all over the battlefield, and threw their clothes into the grass.

The devil Matsuura Junrokuro was running away in embarrassment, and Yang Ling and the others were not idle either. They finally found the village where the devil's division headquarters was located, but they were all in vain. He was so angry that he just wanted to scold his mother.

As a last resort, he could only rely on the direction in which the leader of the devil division escaped from his memory, and launched a pursuit here.

"Tuan Zuo, we have all come to the 4th Army, there are no ghosts, so we must be chasing in the wrong direction, right?" Seeing the 4th Army's search team appearing in his field of vision, Wang Dongming turned his head and said to Yang Ling road.

Yang Ling also frowned. Could it be that he was going in the wrong direction? He shouldn't be.

"Come on, go over and ask." Yang Ling said as he led his brothers straight to the search team of the 4th Army ahead.

Although one of the two sides is the Central Army and the other belongs to the Provincial Army, they are still the Chinese Army, and they fought side by side to encircle and annihilate the Matsuura Division, which can be regarded as a friendship of war.

The search team of the 4th Army was small in number, less than a company's strength, and was led by a dark-skinned captain.

They also found Yang Ling and the others, and were taken aback when they saw Yang Ling's uniform and logo.

"Why did they come to our search area?" A brother from the 4th Army muttered in a low voice, becoming vigilant.

Although the chiefs did not divide the area for searching and suppressing the remnants of the enemy, after all, it was about loot and capture. All armies and divisions had a tacit understanding not to go to the search area of ​​other troops.

This battle is considered to be over, but the ensuing battles over the distribution of spoils and military merits are much more tiring than fighting. In the National Revolutionary Army with complex factions, this is inevitable.

Although the brothers at the bottom all fought side by side and had a good relationship, this time they won the battle after all.

But sometimes it is impossible to hide, after all, they have been branded with factions since they put on military uniforms of different colors.

On a complicated battlefield, they are going to fight the devils desperately. At this time, everyone can shoot at the same time, and the devils are the enemy.

But Guang and the devils can't do their best. People have to eat when they are alive, and they have to work hard to get food, drink, military pay, and supplies. Anyway, there are only so many. These are the important basis for receiving supplies and food.

But they were all fighting the little devils, so after the battle, the various troops began to fight openly and secretly for supplies and military achievements. This is a very helpless thing, the country is too poor.

"Sir!" Although the company commander of the 4th Army was not angry that Yang Ling and the others had crossed the line, he still greeted him politely.

Yang Ling and the others also said hello to the teammate, the army. After winning the battle, everyone looked very happy.

"Brother, did you find anything when you searched just now?" Yang Ling pulled the company commander aside and asked seriously.

The company commander shook his head and said: "We killed more than a dozen devils and broke the army, and the rest is nothing... By the way, we also met a team of brothers, and they searched back."

"Search back?" Yang Ling became alert.

Yang Ling asked, "Which unit are they from?"

"It's from my 4th Army, there are more than 20 from the 90th Division, and the others are..."

The company commander didn't say anything before he finished speaking. He had come to realize that something was wrong just now, and now he finally knew why it was wrong.

Generally, the brothers of each division and regiment stay with their own people. Even if they are separated, they will find people from the same division as soon as possible. This is a subconscious behavior.

And the group of people who passed by just now, not only from different divisions, but also from different regiments, unexpectedly came together, and they felt very familiar.

"They may be ghosts in disguise. Hurry up and chase after them!" Yang Ling reacted quickly and hurriedly called Wang Dongming and the others to pursue them.

And the company commander didn't care that Yang Ling and the others were members of the Central Army, so he hurriedly led his men around and started chasing them.

"Hurry up, send out the signal flares and ask for support!" The company commander was not stupid, he had a vague feeling that they might have missed a big fish.

Text Chapter 682 Injured

The signal flares rose into the sky with a howling sound, and the brothers who were searching nearby became excited, knowing that the friendly army must have bitten the devil.

"Quick, come over to support!" The nearby search team rushed towards the direction of the signal flare without the slightest hesitation.