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

The puppet soldier looked around, and in an instant, several companions on night duty fell into a pool of blood. They didn't even care about their guns, and they ran back along the trench, shouting warnings sternly while running.

"on!"

The brothers of a company were like tigers out of the cage, and they rushed forward with guns in hand.

A squad of puppet soldiers sleeping soundly in the gun tower also heard the gunshots, got up and looked out along the observation hole.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was startled when I saw it. In the hazy wilderness, I don't know when there are countless people with guns rushing up.

"Hit, hit quickly!"

The squad leader of the puppet army hastily yelled at the top of his voice, and finally the puppet army who was still in shock reacted and rushed towards the machine gun.

"Da da da— da da da—"

Flames spewed out from the shooting holes of the two gun towers, and the two intertwined ballistic trajectories swept straight towards the charging brothers.

The brothers saw the two machine gun ballistics cutting towards them like knives, and they rolled and avoided one after another. The one running ahead had already taken advantage of the trend and rolled into the trench built by the puppet army.

Text Chapter 832

Intensive gunfire and rumbling explosions sounded outside Yuzhuang. When the disheveled puppet soldiers and devils hurried out of the house, the outer security positions and several bunkers were already being quickly captured by guerrilla officers and soldiers.

If it weren't for the machine gun fire from the two gun towers, the guerrilla officers and soldiers had already entered Yuzhuang and wiped out the Japanese and puppet troops stationed outside.

The machine gunners of the puppet army poured bullets crazily, and the swishing bullets bounced continuously on the ground, and a pile of mud and weeds splashed high.

"Damn, on the blasting team, blow up the gun tower for me!"

The face of the first company commander was blackened by the gunpowder, and when he saw flames emanating from the firing holes of the gun tower, he pushed back the charging brother and smashed his fist into the mud in anger.

Two brothers in the demolition team with five catties of explosives under their arms said they were about to jump out of the trench to blow up the gun tower, but they were dragged back by Wang Huzi.

"The devil's turret is so well built, this little explosive is useless." Wang Huzi stopped the blasting team from going up to blow up the turret.

Wang Huzi's original idea was to take the opportunity to blow up the gun tower, and when the time came to the end of the siege, he would hand over the enemies of Yuzhuang.

Although they were in charge of feinting to attract reinforcements, they couldn't watch them eat meat. They didn't eat soup.

However, he underestimated the strength of the Japanese and puppet troops stationed in Yuzhuang. He didn't expect them to react so quickly. As soon as they rushed forward, the machine guns on the other side pressed them back.

Anyway, the task Yang Ling gave him was to feign an attack. Since he couldn't attack, there was no point in risking the lives of his brothers, so he immediately adjusted his tactics.

"Let's not rush, we have time to shoot slowly, let the brothers aim and shoot, it's time to practice live ammunition shooting."

After Wang Huzi finished speaking, he found a place in the trench to sit down, took out a cigarette and lit it up, intending to just waste it like this.

After the brothers received Wang Huzi's order, they stopped fighting and rushing, and started to shoot the enemy relying on obstacles.

"Pfft!"

"what!"

The brothers rarely have the opportunity to practice live ammunition on weekdays, but now they are practicing shooting, and the puppet soldiers have become living targets, and they are soon overwhelmed by precise shooting and dare not look up.

If the puppet soldiers didn't raise their heads, the brothers would bombard them with grenades, blowing up the places where the puppet soldiers were hiding.

Wang Huzi led two companies' underground lines to bluff Yu Zhuang and the Japanese puppet army fought lively. They fought leisurely, and Yu Zhuang's puppet army was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

In fact, there are not only puppet troops stationed in Zhuang, but also a small group of devils.

It's just that these little devils became unrestrained overlords after they arrived in Yuzhuang. No one dared to control them.

These ghosts were so drunk last night that they still haven't woken up yet, so when Wang Huzi and the others launched an attack, the puppet army suddenly panicked.

Wang Huzi and the others didn't cut the phone line short, and Yu Zhuang quickly called Qinghe Town for help.

"We were attacked by a large group of guerrillas. There are five or six hundred people. Please help, please help!"

The voice of the company commander of the puppet army was extremely anxious, and there was still the faint sound of gunfire. The communication soldier who answered the phone did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly reported the situation to Ichiro Kuroda, the current supreme officer of Qinghe Town.

Kuroda Ichiro suffered a big loss under Yang Ling's hands a week ago, and even the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade who had taken refuge in them was wiped out.

He is now thinking about how to go back and explain to the chief, and now Yuzhuang in the south has suffered a large-scale attack, which makes him suddenly angry.

His guerrillas are too arrogant, even dare to do things under their noses, this is clearly a provocation.

The rainy and foggy weather last time, coupled with the fact that the guerrillas had already made preparations, made them fail.

But now that the weather was fine, the guerrillas left their guerrilla zone and ran to the south. Kuroda Ichiro immediately decided to take the opportunity to wipe out Yang Ling and the others.

"Tell Yu Zhuang's security forces to stick to the guerrillas. We will surround them from the outside and wipe them out completely!"

Shao Zuo Kuroda Ichiro quickly issued an order, and the devils of the two squadrons and the puppet troops of the two companies assembled urgently amidst the shrill whistle.

Only 10 minutes later, a convoy left Qinghe Town and headed straight to Yuzhuang in the south.

Kuroda Ichiro sneered in his heart, these guerrillas were too self-sufficient, a mere few hundred people dared to attack Yuzhuang, which had a strong gun tower.

As long as Yu Zhuang can rely on the gun tower to hold on, when his reinforcements arrive, he can immediately wipe out the guerrillas with internal and external cooperation. Thinking of this, he suddenly has a feeling that he has nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get it. .

The devil's convoy rumbled up smoke and dust all over the sky, and the common people along the way avoided one after another. No one knew why the devil was in such a hurry to go.

"Speed ​​up!"

Riding in the bumpy car, Kuroda Ichiro still felt that it was too slow, and kept urging the devil soldiers in the car.

What he is most worried about now is that if the guerrillas are unable to attack Yuzhuang and retreat voluntarily, then they will be out of the air. Now he can't wait to fly to Yuzhuang to surround those guerrillas, and he doesn't want to miss this opportunity to eliminate them.

Kuroda Ichiro had all his eyes fixed on Yuzhuang, because the company commander of the puppet army stationed in Yuzhuang was too scared and misreported the number of guerrillas attacking Yuzhuang, which also caused Kuroda Ichiro to misjudge.

If Kuroda Ichiro knew that the attack on Yuzhuang was only two companies, he would be more cautious.

But now the flustered company commander of the puppet army reported that there were five or six hundred guerrillas in Yuzhuang. Kuroda Ichiro immediately judged that this was the main force of the guerrillas, and went straight to Yuzhuang with his troops without hesitation.

The roar of the car shook the dewdrops on the weeds. The brothers who were lying in the trenches all looked up to the north, and saw smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and a convoy speeding along the road. Come.

"Get ready!" With a big wave of Yang Ling's hand, the brothers rushed to the trench near the road and lay down. Light and heavy machine guns and rifles fired their muzzles.

Although the brothers dug trenches 200 meters away on both sides of the road overnight, they all used weeds for camouflage. The brothers also wore hats and covered their bodies with weeds for camouflage. They were completely dressed like field troops.

"Listen to my order and fire again. Be steady and don't fire!"

Yang Ling's orders were passed on one by one, and the brothers all maintained good discipline, quietly dormant without making any movement.

The cold wind blew the waist-deep weeds and swayed, and it was completely impossible to see that there were hundreds of guerrilla officers and soldiers ambushing on both sides of this ordinary road.

In just a few minutes, the devil's convoy drove along the road at lightning speed, the wheels turned fast, and smoke and dust billowed on the road.