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

Guizi Squadron Leader Kameda crouched behind a pile of dirt. Through the hazy rain and fog, he could see the figures of guerrilla officers and soldiers with guns rushing forward. Judging from the number of people and the sound of gunfire, the number of guerrillas was not large. There was a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The ghost soldiers have almost rigid endurance, without the orders of the chief, even if people are constantly shot and injured and are pushed to the back, they are still like dormant beasts without the slightest movement.

Seeing the figures of the guerrilla officers and soldiers gradually becoming clearer, the devil could even clearly see the guerrilla officers and soldiers running through the puddle and splashing muddy water flying all over the sky, but they still didn't move, their calmness made people palpitate.

"shooting!"

When the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushed to a distance of 80 meters, the squadron leader Kameda sneered cruelly, and swung his raised arms down with all his strength.

"Teng Teng Teng-"

The [-]-type heavy machine gun placed on a slightly harder ground roared first, and the sinful bullets rammed head-on at the guerrilla officers and soldiers who rushed over with incomparable arrogance.

Almost defenseless, in the face of the heavy machine gun bullets sweeping over, a three-person combat team rushing forward was immediately torn to pieces by the berserk heavy machine gun bullets, with blood and pieces flying everywhere, without even screaming. Before it could be sent out, Daoping was pushed back by the powerful impact force and fell heavily into the muddy water.

Text 8 Chapter Thirteen Anger

"Hidden! Lie down!"

When the veteran squad leader saw a brother shot and fell to the ground, his complexion changed wildly, he waved his arms and roared miserably. The unique roar of heavy machine guns made their hearts sink to the bottom of the valley.

Recruits are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of machine guns. Facing those thumb-thick heavy machine gun bullets, as long as they get hit by a shuttle, they will be seriously injured if they don't die.

Moreover, the Chinese army has always been short of doctors and medicines. Once bitten by a heavy machine gun, there will be a bloody hole all over the body, and I am afraid that they will have to wait for death.

The sudden firing of the devil's heavy machine gun caught the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were rushing forward by surprise. They thought it was the rear of the puppet army, and they thought that a single charge would defeat them.

But who knew that he was a well-trained little devil, but it was too late to hide now. The machine gunners of the devil soldiers were also strictly trained. After sweeping away one guerrilla group, they quickly targeted another guerrilla group.

The guerrilla group hadn't reacted when they heard the gunshots. The scorching bullets had pierced their chests, and then plunged into the muddy water behind them with blood.

A cloud of blood mist has not yet dissipated, and another cloud of blood mist explodes quickly. The bodies of guerrilla officers and soldiers are like tattered kites, trembling and shaking under the impact of bullets, and then covered in blood. Limp and fell to the ground.

"Da da da--"

Arranged at the front line is only an infantry squad and a platoon of puppet soldiers, but there are a full five light machine guns, and they are trembling immediately.

The machine gunners looked grim and ferocious, and the rain of bullets like splashing water enveloped the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

"Pfft-"

"Uh!"

"what!"

The guerrilla officers and soldiers who were rushing forward were constantly shot and fell to the ground, screaming in panic and screaming in pain, and there was chaos.

More than 30 guerrilla officers and soldiers who attacked forward were like ripe wheat, and a large area was overturned in an instant.

The corpse fell into the muddy ground, blood gurgling, and soon the muddy water under his body was dyed red, and the strong smell of blood was particularly strong.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Those guerrilla brothers who fell down in the shallow pit watched their brothers being slaughtered mercilessly, and they fought back with red eyes.

But in the rainy and foggy weather, the flames of the guns were particularly conspicuous. They had just fired a shot, and soon a machine gun's trajectory was like a poisonous snake. The guerrilla officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

The sparse firepower of the rifles in the hands of the guerrilla officers and soldiers could not compete with the powerful devil soldiers at all. Lying on the ground without cover would only become a living target.

The surviving guerrilla officers ordered to retreat hoarsely, but they rushed too close to the devils, and now they were suppressed by the devils' firepower net and couldn't move on the ground.

Facing the disparity in powerful firepower, all struggles were futile. The Japanese soldiers' marksmanship was precise and tricky, and they kept aiming at the guerrilla officers and soldiers wriggling on the ground until there was no living thing on the ground.

Just a few minutes later, more than 30 guerrilla officers and soldiers all fell on the land where they had fought so far, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Faced with this overwhelming massacre, the leader of the Devil Squadron didn't change his expression at all, but his eyes showed a bloodthirsty look of excitement.

Since they arrived in the guerrilla zone, they have been in a passive state. Faced with the traps of the elusive guerrillas and shot coldly, they suffered heavy casualties. Although they were crazy, they could do nothing.

But now seeing these guerrilla officers and soldiers actively hit their guns, and seeing so many guerrilla officers and soldiers wiped out in an instant, he regained his confidence.

"Stop shooting and clean up the battlefield!" Captain Kameda waved his hand and gave an order.

Soon, the dense gunfire stopped suddenly, and the ghost soldiers of a detachment rushed out with bayonet rifles and went straight to the guerrilla officers and soldiers who fell in the wilderness.

"Stab!"

The devil soldiers struck decisively and fiercely, kicking the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were covered in blood gourds. As long as they found that they were still panting, they would stab their chests without hesitation.

With white knives in and red knives out, the eyes of these ghost soldiers shone like beasts, and the blood and killing made them excited.

"Whizzing--"

Bullets flew out of the rain and mist, and flew past the heads of the devil soldiers. The devil soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield were so frightened that they turned around and ran back.

The rest of the guerrilla officers and soldiers who heard the sound of the battle quickened their pace and surrounded them. When they saw the slaughtered brothers lying on the ground, their eyes immediately turned red.

"Little devil! I'll fuck your grandma!" Angry guerrilla officers and soldiers immediately raised their guns and roared.

Some brothers raised their arms and shouted: "Brothers! Hit me! Avenge the brothers who died!"

Since Yang Ling took charge of the third guerrilla detachment, every time they fought with the little devils and the puppet army, they took advantage of the advantage and suffered very little loss.

However, in just a few minutes, as many as 30 brothers died at the gunpoint of the devil soldiers, which made it difficult for the brothers to accept for a while.

At this moment, they didn't care about any tactics and tactics, and they all attacked the devils with their guns in their hands. The crazy momentum made the devil soldiers feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Come on, all of you!"

Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing over again, Guizi Squadron Leader Kameda seemed extraordinarily excited. He suddenly had an illusion that maybe he could independently eliminate the guerrillas that caused Chief Kuroda Ichiro a headache.

Dense bullets raged across the space between the two sides, and the weeds were also cut off in half. The machine gun fire support points of the devil soldiers intertwined and fired, and the infantrymen's rifles and grenadiers bombarded them. The guerrilla officers and soldiers attacked It was quickly repelled.

"how is the situation?"

Battalion Commander Wang Huzi learned that a brother had bitten a group of devils in the rear, and hurried over to direct the battle.

"Battalion Commander, you're a little devil. Our brothers who didn't know the depth and rushed forward are all finished!"

A company commander stepped back covered in blood, and reported to Wang Beard with a choked voice.

When Wang Huzi heard this, he also froze, and hurriedly moved forward to observe. Seeing the corpses lying on the ground in disorder and the temporary positions of the devils with scattered firepower points, he secretly thought that he was careless.

"Damn!"