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

After the three puppet soldiers experienced their comrades being shot and killed by the devils, their goodwill towards the devils disappeared without a trace, and they wished to wipe them all out to avenge their brothers.

Facing the questioning of the Second Battalion Commander Wu Changqing, they told them everything they knew like beans.

In a short period of time, Wu Changqing and the others had a clear understanding of the deployment of troops and weapons to guard the devil's camp.

"Damn it, only a small team of devils dare to be so arrogant!" When he heard that there was only a small team inside, a company commander couldn't help cursing.

Wu Changqing was able to be promoted to the battalion commander. What Yang Ling valued was his stability: "Although there are few devils, they have fierce firepower, so we still can't fight recklessly."

At this moment, apart from one company's forces searching for remnants of the enemy near the town, the other three companies rushed over, completely enclosing the camp of the devil soldiers.

"The fourth company feigns attack from the front, and the first company and second company attack from the rear." Soon Wu Changqing readjusted his deployment.

After receiving the order, the company commanders took action one after another, and soon reported to Wu Changqing that they were ready to attack.

"Brothers, I am Wang Goudan. The National Army of the two regiments has surrounded Qinghe Town completely. Kuroda Ichiro's troops have been completely wiped out. I have already surrendered. You should also surrender quickly. The devil has given his life!"

Before the attack was launched, the puppet army who surrendered shouted at the top of their voices, the purpose of which was to shake the morale of the defenders and create panic.

"Kuroda's troops were wiped out..."

"Two regiments, we definitely won't be able to fight."

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Sure enough, as soon as the surrendered puppet army shouted, the puppet army guarding behind the sandbags looked at each other with panic on their faces.

Naturally, the squad leader of the Guizibing also heard the call, and his face turned livid with anger. He didn't expect to ask them to ask for help, but he turned around and surrendered.

"Shoot! Destroy them!" The leader of the devil squad decided to preemptively strike and gave an order to the heavy machine gunner.

"Teng Teng Teng-"

A series of berserk bullets flew out following the sound, blowing the windows and walls to blow the wind, and the puppet soldiers who shouted were also terrified.

"Little devil, I drafted grandma, come on, kill me! Brothers, surrender, little devils are beasts..." The puppet soldiers who were almost shot by machine guns also went all out and yelled.

Wu Changqing squinted his eyes against the pillar to observe the position of the devil's heavy machine gun, then waved his hand behind him and said, "Mortar, knock out the devil's machine gun!"

The mortar set up in a farmyard had already been set up, and the shooting parameters were quickly adjusted after receiving the order. Before the devil's heavy machine gun could be transferred, the shells flew away in the air.

Text Chapter 8: Breaking through the camp!

"Boom!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the shells exploded on the wall, and countless shattered bricks and stones splashed around, and the two ghost soldiers crouched on the wall fell down the wall with a howl.

"Damn, aim and hit!" Seeing that the blow was missed, battalion commander Wu Changqing was so angry that he scolded his mother.

The guerrilla's only mortar was equipped with Wu Changqing's second battalion, which was his trump card. Seeing that the trump card failed to kill the devil's heavy machine gun with one shot, Wu Changqing naturally felt ashamed.

The leader of the devil squad was also startled by the loud bang, and fell to the ground. He turned his head and saw the hole in the wall that had been blown out, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that the main force of the Chinese army is really coming? How can an ordinary guerrilla have such powerful firepower, even having cannons?

If it was really the main force of the Chinese army that was coming, there was no need for them to stick to the camp. With such a large size, they might all be crushed before the reinforcements arrived.

"Captain, the Chinese Army has mortars!" The experienced Devil Sergeant's expression became extraordinarily serious at this moment.

"Bring ammunition and weapons, ready to break through!"

After thinking about it for a while, the devil's squad leader immediately prepared to break through. After all, facing the Chinese army with mortars, he would definitely die miserably if he defended himself.

The puppet soldiers defending the periphery are also panicked at the moment. After being shouted for a while, they have no fighting spirit now, and they bowed their heads and whispered.

Most of them served as soldiers just to make a living. Now that the main force of the Chinese army has returned, they don't have to give their lives to the devils.

"Your stand firm!"

When the devil squad leader was about to break through, he had already decided to abandon these puppet troops.

"Boom!" Another cannonball landed in the camp of the devils with the piercing sound of piercing the air, immediately blowing up the two little devils who were carrying the ammunition.

Although Wu Changqing's second battalion was equipped with a mortar, the mortar crews were all half-way monks with poor professional ability.

With the massive consumption of veterans in the Chinese army, these recruits who have been added to the army have to learn to use various weapons while fighting, which is also a helpless move.

Now that Wu Changqing saw that the devil's heavy machine gun had moved away, he didn't care whether the mortar could hit it or not, whatever the hell, just blast it to attract the devil's attention.

"Bang! Bang..."

The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas also started shooting at the devil's defensive position relying on the sundries and pillars on the street.

But the streets are narrow, the troops can't spread out, and the devil's machine guns have occupied the roofs, and the brothers are at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the little devil.

But Wu Changqing wasn't worried either. What they were facing was just a feint attack anyway. The troops of the two companies had already circled behind the devils, ready to stab them in the back.

"Company commander, we don't have a ladder! We can't get through!"

Seeing the high wall behind the devil's camp, Liang Xiaoshan, the squad leader of the sharp knife, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"You idiot, you're keeping a grenade, tie it up and blow up the wall!"

The drenched second company leader was born as a veteran and had fought many battles. He was already familiar with these things, and he was much more experienced than Liang Xiaoshan, who was born in the guerrillas.

"Quick, take all the grenades, and the rest back!"

Soon, one grenade was sent to the sharp knife squad, temporarily bundled together to make a cluster grenade, ready to blow up the back wall of the devil camp.

On the other side of the wall, the leader of the devil squad wearing a helmet and a raincoat also ran to the wall with the remaining devils. They prepared ladders and prepared to break through the wall.

The puppet army and the little devils of a detachment stayed in the front to block and cover, and both sides chose the back wall unanimously.

The three ladders were leaning against the wall, and the three ghost soldiers quickly climbed up. On the other side of the thick wall, several cluster grenades had already pulled the fuse.

"Rumble rumble..."

Earth-shattering explosions rang out one after another, broken bricks mixed with sand blasts swept towards the surroundings like a hurricane, and the entire wall trembled violently, crumbling.

The shock wave of the explosion shattered the nearby doors and windows in an instant, and countless fine broken bricks smashed the intact wall full of holes.

The three ghost soldiers who were climbing up the ladder nimbly were like tattered kites in a storm, and were thrown backwards by the impact. They watched themselves flying higher and higher with horrified eyes, and then fell rapidly.

"what!"

Falling heavily on the ground, they felt like their bodies were falling apart, screaming, followed by countless rubble and bricks submerging them.

And those little devils standing behind the wall who were about to break out were also caught off guard by the sudden explosion attack, swept away by the shock wave, and wailing.