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

The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas quickly jumped out of the first trench and rushed towards the second trench without taking a breath.

"Puff puff--"

As soon as more than a dozen brothers jumped out of the trench, a series of bullets hit them head-on, and they rolled back into the trench covered in blood.

"Machine gun suppression, let's go again!"

Seeing that more than a dozen of his brothers disappeared in the blink of an eye, Liu Jinhu's tiger eyes were about to burst into flames.

The heavy machine gun quickly followed up and was placed on the trench, the canvas bullet belt was sent up, and the scarlet bullets were poured out immediately after.

"kill!"

Taking advantage of the cover of heavy machine guns, the brothers of the guerrillas jumped out of the trench with one hand supporting the upper edge of the trench, and rushed directly towards the devil's bunker.

The bullets fell on the feet of the brothers, and the mud was splashed more than half a meter high, and the blood mist filled the air. The brothers were shot and fell to the ground one by one.

The brothers in the back rushed up again holding the grenade. After losing more than 20 brothers, there was a rumble of flames, and the devil's bunker was blown to pieces.

However, several machine guns of the devil quickly blocked it, and the brothers who had not had time to cheer fell in a pool of blood again, and the charge was suppressed again.

Although the guerrilla column is equipped with light and heavy machine guns and mortars, its firepower is still too weak. Facing the dense firepower net, it will be torn to pieces when it hits it.

"Come on, keep going!" The officers of the various guerrilla detachments shouted at the top of their voices.

Amidst the thunderous gunfire, the guerrilla brothers attacked the devil's line of defense four or five times but were pushed back. Instead, they left a layer of blood-stained corpses in vain.

The devil's second defense was like an iron wall, firmly blocking the attacking pace of the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers rush up like moths to the flame, and then fall down in pieces, ferocious sneers flashed on the faces of the devil soldiers.Constantly pouring ammunition.

"Liu Jinhu, what did you do? Why haven't you taken it down yet!"

The attack of the guerrillas was frustrated, and the commander of the guerrillas was also very angry, and personally went to the front line to supervise the battle.

"Commander, the devil's firepower is too fierce, brothers can't charge up!"

Seeing the thick layer of corpses of his own brothers spread outside, Liu Jinhu, the captain of the first team, also had red eyes.

"I don't want to listen to an explanation. I'll give you half an hour. You must take down the devil's position! Otherwise, you will be shot in fear!" The guerrilla commander rushed to another attacking detachment with his hands behind his back.

"Commander Liu, what should we do?" Facing the commander's strict order, the guerrilla brothers covered in blood all turned their attention to Liu Jinhu.

Liu Jinhu tore off his military uniform, and gave an order with red eyes: "Reorganize the attack, even if you bite it with your teeth, you have to bite it off!"

"Yes!" Although the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas suffered heavy losses, they were also red-eyed.

The guerrilla detachment launched rounds of fierce attacks on the devil's positions outside Huaiyin from all directions. Countless shells fell, and the devil's position became a sea of ​​flames.

But the shells of the guerrilla detachment are limited after all, and most of the time they are pushed forward step by step by flesh and blood.

The shells were like migratory locusts, dense like rain, and the whistling shells exploded continuously in the darkness, tearing apart the broken corpses.

"Destroy the devils! Recover Huaiyin!"

The brothers chanted slogans and attacked the devil's defense line over and over again. Although the devil's firepower was fierce, the defense line was crumbling due to the tide-like impact.

"The guerrilla attack is too fierce, we can't stand it anymore!"

A puppet army camp guarding a position in the west of the city faced the continuous onslaught, and they had already lost more than half of them.

"Keep your ground and kill those who retreat without permission!" On the other side of the phone, the devil's communication staff replied cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Damn it, little devil, I'm sorry for your ancestors." After hanging up the phone, the puppet battalion commander cursed angrily.

"Boom!"

The grenades from the grenade launchers of the guerrillas fell, and several puppet troops were immediately blown to pieces, and the choking smoke poured into the battalion headquarters of the puppet troops.

"Battalion Commander, Battalion Commander, the guerrillas are attacking." A blood-stained puppet army stumbled into the puppet army's battalion headquarters.

Shouting to kill Zhentian outside, the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas also saw that this place was defended by the puppet army, so they deliberately mobilized the remaining grenades and smashed them, finally breaking a hole in the defense line.

"Damn it, let's go!" Seeing the vicious guerrillas rushing over, the puppet battalion commander didn't dare to stay, turned and retreated.

As soon as the battalion commander of the puppet army left, the puppet army in the back also collapsed in a hurry, and retreated crying one after another.

"Back back! Back up ours again and shoot!"

The puppet battalion commander rushed back with the defeated people, and as soon as he reached the front of the three defenses, a string of bullets hit his feet.

"Taijun, Taijun, I can't stop it."

Behind him were bullets whizzing around, and in front of him was the muzzle of a black hole. Hundreds of puppet soldiers were blocked in the middle, anxious like ants on a hot pot for a while.

"Those who retreat without permission will be killed without mercy!" The devil officer's eyes were cold and severe, and there was no room for turning around.

"Kill!"

The guerrillas behind him had already taken advantage of the situation to kill them, and the puppet army was in a commotion immediately. Regardless of the devil's warning, they stepped back again.

The ruthless devil officer waved his hand, and the machine gunner next to him pulled the trigger, and a string of son bullets was swept out.

"Puff puff--"

The bullet penetrated into the puppet army group, and dozens of them were shot and killed immediately, scaring the rest of the puppet army to retreat.

"Counterattack, take back your position, or you will die!" The devil officer brandished his saber and roared.

The puppet battalion commander is regretting it now, why surrender to the devils, but now it is impossible to turn against the water, it's no wonder that the red-eyed guerrillas didn't kill them alive.

"Brothers! If you want to live, kill me back!"

The puppet battalion commander was also forced to have no choice but to lead people back to kill, and strangled with the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas.

The entire periphery of Huaiyin became a mess. Guerrillas, puppet troops, and devils fought desperately on the ground. Both sides fought for every inch of land, and blood flowed like rivers.

But in the face of the ferocious firepower net of the devils and the puppet army, although the guerrilla officers and soldiers suffered heavy losses, they were still unable to break through, and they were unable to launch a new attack until the middle of the night.

Text 8Chapter 17 Loss

As the night fell, teams of guerrilla officers and soldiers with torn and bloody uniforms withdrew from the battle with gray faces. Behind them was a ruined battlefield with flames flying wildly.

"Damn it! What a bad fight this is!"

Liu Jinhu, the leader of the first guerrilla team, looked at the bloody and bloody brothers on the stretcher, and angrily kicked a wooden bucket full of water away.

The withdrawn guerrilla officers and soldiers no longer had the high spirits they had before, and their faces were full of frustration, as if they had lost their souls.