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

In this small-scale annihilation battle alone, a total of nine grenade grenades were seized, and a total of eleven crooked light machine guns were captured. There were hundreds of pistols and rifles left, and very little ammunition remained.

Seeing so many weapons seized, the guerrilla brothers also clicked their tongues secretly. No wonder they couldn't chew them after fighting for several hours.

The devil's fucking equipment is ready, and he is completely on the same level as the guerrilla officers and soldiers. Both battalions of the guerrilla detachment have less than [-] light machine guns.

The little devils have a small unit of 13 people with a light machine gun, and the reinforced unit is also equipped with a grenadier team. If they didn't have proper tactics, I don't know how many brothers would have to be lost to kill them.

Text 8 Chapter [-] Stabbing a Knife!

A row of torches will disperse the night, reflecting the excited faces of the brothers. The guerrillas returned triumphantly after winning the battle, talking and laughing along the way, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.

"Report sir, the brothers from the Second Battalion have caught up from behind." The team drove to Xiaowangzhuang happily, and after walking not far, someone caught up from behind to report.

Yang Ling waved his hand to stop the team and wait for the brothers from the second battalion. Soon, another team with torches followed.

Wu Changqing and the others attacked Qinghe Town, and were ambushed by devils. They hurried back quickly.

"My dear, are they going to rob houses?"

When the brothers from the Second Battalion approached and saw the heavy seized supplies carried by their shoulders and hands, the recruit Li Dequan stretched his neck and secretly clicked his tongue.

They fought the little devils in this countryside all day and only managed to seize more than a hundred rifles, some grenade grenades and machine guns. They thought they had captured quite a lot.

But now seeing that everyone in the second battalion is carrying things, the brothers in the first battalion are jealous.

"Brother Wu, it looks like you guys have made a lot of money."

Seeing Wu Changqing, the commander of the second battalion, walking with his head held high, leading the wind, Wang Huzi, the commander of the first battalion, was so envious. He knew that he had gone to the outside to fight.

"Hey, not many things were seized, only [-] rounds of ammunition, only [-] boxes of melon grenades, a [-]-type heavy machine gun, and food supplies have not had time to count..."

Hearing Wu Changqing laughing "modestly" made everyone's faces full of shock, isn't that too much?

"Could you not have given away the devil's lair?" Wang Huzi stared at Wu Changqing in surprise and asked.

Wu Changqing laughed straight: "The devils guarding Qinghe Town is only a small team. I don't have an itchy hand, so I will give it to you..."

Yang Ling's order to Wu Changqing was to attack Qinghe Town and attract the main force of the devils to come back for help. Who knew that Wu Changqing's head became hot and he directly took down Qinghe Town.

"Damn, I just said why the devil rushed back in such a hurry, you took the family's nest with you, hahaha, but I like it." Wang Huzi patted Wu Changqing on the shoulder, laughing loudly.

The brothers in the first battalion had already won the battle. Now that they heard that the second battalion had also won the battle, the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic.

"How about the casualties, brothers?" Yang Ling heard that Wu Changqing captured Qinghe Town on his own initiative. Yang Ling didn't care about the capture, but was worried about the casualties.

After all, attacking a fortified position is not like fighting a guerrilla in the wilderness. The second battalion only has one mortar, which is regarded as heavy firepower. If the loss is too large, the loss outweighs the gain.

"Report sir, 25 brothers were sacrificed, 15 were seriously injured, and more than 100 were slightly injured." Wu Changqing replied with a serious expression.

Wu Changqing added: "I brought back all the medicines from the ghosts in Qinghe Town, and I also invited all the doctors from Qinghe Town to treat the brothers' injuries."

"It can't be tied, can it?" Wang Huzi said with a smile, looking at the people in civilian clothes who were surrounded by a few guerrilla officers and soldiers.

Wu Changqing said with a guilty conscience: "How can it be, people heard that they are treating the wounds of our guerrillas, so they rush to come..."

Yang Ling was relieved when he heard that the second battalion's casualties were not too great, and ordered the troops to retreat to Xiaowangzhuang to rest.

After all, the brothers fought the devils for a full day this time. Although it was not as good as the previous fights that lasted for several days and nights, the brothers were still exhausted.

Yang Ling and his team, who had won the battle, retreated lively. The passing villages heard that the troops had won the battle, and they all stood on the side of the road serving tea and water to comfort the troops. The brothers were moved and proud for a while. Feelings arise spontaneously.

"Where is Officer Yang! I want to find Officer Yang!"

Just as the brothers walked halfway, there was a sudden shout from the front of the team, and a brother who fell and was covered in mud rushed towards him.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the team had stopped, Yang Ling hurried forward to check the situation.

"Sir, something has happened!" Seeing Yang Ling, the brother who stayed behind yelled without hesitation: "The Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade attacked Zhangjiaji, and Deputy Captain Zhang has led Xiaowangzhuang's militia team over there. Let me come for help!"

"Damn it, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade took the guts of a leopard and stabbed a knife in the back!" Wang Huzi had a bad temper, and immediately stared and roared angrily.

Yang Ling frowned. The Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade attacked Zhangjiaji at this juncture. I'm afraid it was not a simple friction between friendly forces, and it was most likely a traitor to the enemy.

After all, in the entire northern Jiangsu area, with the gradual growth of the Japanese puppet army, not only the brigade commanders of the security forces defected to the enemy, but even Li Changjiang, the commander-in-chief of the guerrilla army, defected to the enemy, and became some kind of army commander of the Wang puppet government .

In fact, Yang Ling's guess was right. Under the promise of the devil's rich senior officials, the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, which Yang Ling and the others had dealt with once, had secretly turned to the devil.

And this time the devil's encirclement and suppression of Yang Ling's third guerrilla detachment was not one force, but two forces, and the other was the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade in the north.

The devil's order to the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade was to attack the guerrilla detachment at the same time, smashing the guerrilla detachment in one fell swoop.

However, Han Feihu, the captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, was not an idiot. He knew the strength of the guerrilla detachment, so he postponed the attack for a long time.

He also had his own little plan, that is, after the devils wiped out the main force of the guerrillas, it would be fine for him to come and pick peaches, and there was no need to confront the guerrillas head-on.

Because he knew that devils were not reliable, and now that he was bribed, he just saw that he had hundreds of troops in his hand. If all these troops were exhausted, the little devil might take him along with him.

The devils didn't assign radio stations to them, so they didn't know that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade set off half a day late, and naturally they didn't know about Han Feihu's Xiao Jiujiu.

Han Feihu's Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade set off at noon and stopped and stopped, and did not arrive in Zhangjiaji until after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Ling's main force was dispatched to the front to fight the devils, and those left behind were some orderlies and militia teams from various villages.

Zhangjiaji's militia team consisted of only a few dozen people, and the guns they used were rotten guns eliminated by the guerrillas. They were fine for intimidating people, but not for fighting.

In order to increase the firepower of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, the devils specially allocated tens of thousands of bullets and more than a dozen light machine guns to them. The firepower was greatly enhanced. With just one face-to-face, the Zhangjiaji militia team was finished.

Knowing that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade attacked Zhangjiaji, Zhang Liechen, the deputy captain of the left-behind guerrilla detachment, did not dare to neglect. He led Xiaowangzhuang's militia team over to negotiate with the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade. After all, he didn't realize that they had surrendered to the enemy. Report to Yang Ling.

"beard!"

"Have!"

"Give all the captured things to the brothers in the second battalion and take them back. The first battalion will follow me to Zhangjiaji!"

Yang Ling now guessed that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade had surrendered to the enemy, and that Zhang Liechen would definitely be in danger if he negotiated in the past, so he was going to lead his troops to rush there, and he didn't mind destroying them.

"Sir, should we also help?" Wu Changqing also rushed over from the back of the team and asked.

Yang Ling shook his head and said, "You are responsible for guarding the direction of Qinghe Town to prevent the devils from counterattacking. It is enough for me to take a battalion there."

"Yes!"

In fact, Yang Ling was completely overwhelmed. Kuroda Ichiro and the others who retreated to Qinghe Town in embarrassment were cold and hungry, and Qinghe Town was taken away. At this moment, morale was extremely low, so there was no way for them to fight back.

Text Chapter 821 Anger

In the dense night, hundreds of brothers from the first guerrilla battalion holding torches trot along the muddy road and headed straight for Zhangjiaji.