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

"no, do not want……"

Watching the comrades beside him draw their swords and commit suicide one by one, the seriously injured devil was frightened, frightened, and didn't want to end his life just like that, struggling to leave.

"Baga! You have completely disgraced the Imperial Army of Japan!"

Seeing these devils and wounded soldiers who were unwilling to commit suicide, the second lieutenant's face twisted ferociously.

He waved his hand, and the devil stepped forward to hold down the wounded soldiers, and the bayonet mercilessly wiped off their necks, blood gushed out, and all the wounded soldiers were killed.

"Cut off one of their fingers and bring it back when you break out!"

The second lieutenant Guizi finally ordered that after all, the corpses cannot be taken away, only the fingers can be taken away, and they will be cremated and brought to their families in the future. This is the tradition of the army.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a grenade fell into the woods and exploded. Countless dead leaves and branches shot towards the surroundings along with the fire and smoke of the explosion. There was a loud scream, and someone was injured.

"Get ready to fight! The Chinese guerrillas are about to attack!"

The strange chirping sounds of the ghost officers were heard in the woods, and immediately after that, countless bullets flew into the woods, causing the leaves to fall down, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Text 8 Chapter [-] Fat Beat the Devil!

A bullet like a splash of water flew into the woods with a radius of less than one mile. The only thing the devil could rely on was the trees of various thicknesses, that's all.

Bullets burrowed into the tree trunk, and the leaves that were swept down by the machine gun also flew around, and were soon torn to pieces by the howling bullets.

The devil soldiers were fighting back, machine guns and rifles howling, huddled in this small area like a pellet, they had fallen into a desperate situation, and could only resist desperately.

"Boom!"

The grenadiers captured by the guerrilla officers and soldiers also hid behind the bushes and began to bombard the devils.

Although the grenadiers of these guerrillas were not professional, they just learned how to shoot the grenadiers, which was incomparable to the shooting of the devil grenadiers.

But now the devils are huddled in such a small area, they don't need to aim at all, they just need to bombard the forest.

The entire forest was covered in a hail of bullets, exploding grenades kept exploding, gunpowder smoke was filling the air, and exploding fragments were flying across the sky.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers who kept leaping and approaching with the help of obstacles, the devil officers kept shouting, trying to repel them.

The guerrilla officers and soldiers no longer swarmed up like the mob. They leaped forward in groups of three covering each other.

The skillful tactical movements and tacit cooperation shocked the leader of the Devil Squadron Kameda. Is this still a vulnerable guerrilla in their eyes?I am afraid that even the regular Chinese army is not as agile as them.

The devil soldiers were shooting desperately, and the intertwined firepower network formed by machine guns and rifles caused the guerrilla officers and soldiers to be shot and fell to the ground from time to time.

These guerrilla officers and soldiers who fell to the ground were quickly carried down for treatment, and if the wounded soldiers of the devils did not want to be carried to the back to commit suicide, they had to die in their own battle positions.

When the battle to encircle and annihilate the Devil's Guard Squadron was in full swing, the main force of the Devil's soldiers led by Devil Major Kuroda Ichiro had arrived at the place where they parked their cars.

The team guarding the car was attacked by guerrillas several times and lost more than a dozen people. At least the car was saved, and none of the guerrillas destroyed it.

In such bad weather, the gunshots of the battle could not be heard not far away, and Ichiro Kuroda didn't know that his rear guard squadron had fallen into a tight siege, and he was thinking of returning to Qinghe Town to help.

After all, Kuroda Ichiro has sufficient confidence in his subordinates, and the puppet army is useless. He still feels that there is no problem with Kameda, who is the guard, being able to delay the guerrillas.

"Quick, get in the car!"

The devil soldiers covered in mud and water finally didn't have to go on foot, and they climbed into the cars one after another under the urging of the officers, preparing to return to Qinghe Town.

The car roared to life, and the three-wheeler armed with a machine gun cleared the way, and quickly rushed straight to Qinghe Town.

But just after the car drove out for less than a few miles, there was a loud bang, and the front three-wheeler walking in front was lifted into the sky in the flames of the explosion.

Bian Sanlun and the two devils rolled in mid-air for several times before falling headfirst into the wild grass beside the road. The mailbox exploded, and another ball of flames shot up, directly killing people and cars Gotta smash.

Explosion fragments struck head-on, shattering the glass of the car in front of him. A huge cut was made in the neck of the driver in front of him, and his head tilted and he died immediately.

The car bumped violently and hit the rocks in front of it. Under the horrified eyes of the ghost soldiers, it rolled over a few times and rolled to the side of the road.

The devil soldiers in the carriage were suddenly thrown into a coma, and many people were crushed under the carriage and howled.

The driver of the car behind also braked hastily. The emergency brake caused the devils sitting behind to lean forward and collide with each other. A bloody wound.

"Hurry up and save people! The third team is on alert!"

The ghost soldiers grabbed their guns and jumped out of the car one after another before their buttocks warmed up in the car, leaning on the car and squatting with their guns on guard.

Some people rushed to rescue the devils who had overturned their cars, and the road was in chaos for a while.

Although it was just an improvised explosion on the side of the road, it still caused a lot of casualties to the devils, and more importantly, it delayed a lot of time.

Half an hour had passed by the time they loaded the wounded into the car, dealt with the scene and moved on.

The officers and soldiers of the second guerrilla battalion who attacked Qinghe Town learned that the main force of the devils had come back to help them. While they sent people to carry the captured supplies and ammunition, the main force came to meet the devils and lay in ambush near a gun tower.

Ichiro Kuroda, the devil's major, hurried back to rescue them, but the explosions on the road from time to time annoyed them, and all five cars were scrapped before they reached Qinghe Town, and his face was livid with anger.

Seeing the gun tower standing not far away, not far from Qinghe Town, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. This time the attack was really too embarrassing, which made him itch for the guerrillas.

"Boost!"

Kuroda Ichiro didn't know the situation in Qinghe Town, so he could only urge the troops to speed up their march.

The wheels of the car turned fast, and the mud was rolled up, and the devil soldiers couldn't feel comfortable riding in the bumpy car.

It was very close to Qinghe Town, and the devil soldiers all relaxed their vigilance, but they didn't know that the officers and soldiers of the second guerrilla battalion had set up an ambush here.

"First hit the tires and machine gunners of the military vehicles, aim the machine gun at their compartments, come down and shoot one by one!"

The guerrilla officers and soldiers wearing torn sacks and camouflaged branches and leaves were lying on both sides of the road densely, but the devil soldiers didn't realize it.

"beat!"

Seeing the convoy of Japanese soldiers entering the ambush circle, Wu Changqing, the battalion commander of the second battalion, fired first. The bullet blew up the tire, which immediately deflated. If it turned over, it would be unlucky for a whole car of devils to follow.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The devil didn't expect to be attacked so close to Qinghe Town, and he was a little dazed.

Although he was caught off guard, the devils were not slow to react. The devils' infantrymen and puppet soldiers jumped down from the back of the carriage like dumplings, ready to fight back.

But as soon as they landed, they were covered by overwhelming bullets.

"Da da da--"

The dense bullets of the five light machine guns had already corrected the shooting parameters, and the devils and puppet troops near the impact point were knocked down in pieces.