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

The direction of Huaiyin City was deadly and dark, the battlefield had already fallen silent, and occasionally there was a smell of blood, and the bodies of hundreds of brothers who died in battle were lying there but could not be retrieved.

Most of the people had already entered into a dream. The guerrilla sentinels walked back and forth around the temporary camp with their guns on their backs, breathing hot air with their hands on their mouths, shivering from the cold.

Beside a pile of crackling fires, the dismissed leader of the No. [-] Guerrilla Detachment Liu Jinhu stared at the flames blown by the cold wind and remained silent.

Although there is no city wall in Huaiyin, the fortifications built by the devils are very strong. The guerrilla officers and soldiers did not have heavy weapons to suppress the devils, and they would die if they rushed up.

But the guerrilla commander's eyes were red, and he could no longer listen to the advice, which made Liu Jinhu's face full of depression.

If the brothers were allowed to continue the strong attack, they would have lost everything before they entered Huaiyin City. This was something he didn't want to see, but now he had no way to stop the recklessness of the guerrilla commander.

"Sir, go to sleep for a while, the sky is almost dawn, and there will be a war later."

An orderly came over and put a worn-out army coat on Liu Jinhu, the detachment leader who was staring blankly at the fire.

Liu Jinhu looked back from the burning fire, and saw that his orderly Tiedan was standing next to him, his bony body looked extraordinarily thin in the cold wind.

"I'm not sleepy." Liu Jinhu thought that after dawn, his brothers would risk their lives under the hail of bullets, so he could still sleep there.

Liu Jinhu looked at Tiedan, the orderly, and asked, "Why don't you go to bed?"

Tie Dan added some firewood to the fire to make the fire burn more vigorously, and said naively, "I can't sleep either."

"Why, what's on your mind?" Liu Jinhu greeted Tie Dan, an orderly who had always been simple and diligent, to sit down, and asked with concern.

The orderly soldier Tie Dan looked in the direction of the dark Huaiyin City, and after a long silence he replied: "The soldier Zhu Zhu who was with me died when he was beating devils just now, and we have had the best relationship since we were young... .”

Tie Dan couldn't help stretching out his sleeves to wipe the tears pouring out of his eyes, which made Liu Jinhu feel a dull pain in his heart.

"He sacrificed himself by beating devils. It is glorious. You should be proud of him."

Liu Jinhu's lips twitched, and he patted Tie Dan's shoulder. While comforting Tie Dan, he also felt a little guilty in his heart for causing so many brothers to lose their lives.

But this is a cruel war. Once the generals are successful, the officers without a strong psychological quality cannot bear the huge pressure and self-blame.

"Sir, I have a request, can you agree to me?" After Tie Dan finished speaking, he looked up at Liu Jinhu with tears in his eyes.

Liu Jinhu looked at the orderly who had been following him all the time, and nodded, "Tell me what you want."

The orderly Tiedan wiped away his tears, and said seriously: "Sir, I don't want to be an orderly anymore, I want to kill the devil to avenge Zhuzi!"

Liu Jinhu looked at Tie Dan with a firm face, and agreed to him after a long silence: "Okay, let's fight devils together!"

"Thank you, sir—"

Seeing that Liu Jinhu agreed, Tie Dan immediately became happy. He looked in the direction of Huaiyin City and clenched his fists.

"Is there anyone else at home?"

When Liu Jinhu saw his orderly, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know whether his decision would harm him, after all, the battlefield was much more dangerous than being an orderly.

"There is still a mother at home..." Tie Dan had a happy smile on his face, as if he remembered something warm.

Just as the officers and soldiers of the Ninth Guerrilla Column were resting in the temporary camp, preparing to launch an attack after dawn, in the dark field, danger was rapidly approaching.

Captain Yamaguchi Akamatsu sent three squadrons of devils to pretend to reinforce the direction of Lianshui, but they hid after leaving the city.

At the same time, apart from three companies of the puppet troops stationed in Huaiyin inside and outside the city, most of them also left the city in advance to ambush.

The distance between the devils and the puppet army was so far away that the scouts of the guerrillas did not notice it.

But now, while the guerrilla detachment was smashed under the city of Huaiyin, the devils and puppet troops who were recharging their energy were surrounding them from all sides.

A large number of devils and puppet soldiers were like ghosts wandering in the countryside, and the ghostly figures quietly surrounded the temporary guerrilla camp.

The bayonets of the devils and puppet soldiers were all smeared with mud, and they lurked in the field not far from the guerrilla detachment, like poisonous snakes spitting out letters, hiding in the darkness, ready to deal a fatal blow to the officers and soldiers of the guerrilla detachment.

The devil's vanguards held sharp bayonets smeared with mud, and crawled close to the guerrilla sentinels on the periphery.

"Pfft!"

The devil's top soldiers are all carefully selected elites. They are agile and silently threw down the guerrilla sentries and cut their throats.

A period of time before dawn was when people were sleepy, and the sentries of the guerrillas were dealt with one by one by the sharp soldiers touched by the devils.

And the howling cold wind blowing through the countryside well covered the actions of the devils' vanguard soldiers, so that the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the camp did not notice it at all.

"Go to sleep, it will be dawn in a while."

Liu Jinhu chatted with Tie Dan for a while, and his anger towards the guerrilla commander also subsided a lot. When he felt sleepy, he told Tie Dan to go to bed.

"Yes!" The orderly Tiedan was happy because Liu Jinhu agreed to let him go to the front line to participate in the battle, and stood up to send Liu Jinhu to the tent first.

Just when Liu Jinhu and Tie Dan stood up, a sudden shriek sounded from a distance, and three green flares shot up into the sky from the direction of Huaiyin City.

Seeing the signal flares dangling up to the sky, Liu Jinhu, who looked up at the sky, was stunned for a few seconds, and felt that something was abnormal, what kind of signal flares did the devil play at night.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Before Liu Jinhu could come up with a reason, on a mound on the left, scarlet bullets whizzed and flew over.

"Sir! Be careful!" the orderly Tie Dan shouted with sharp eyes and quick hands, and stepped forward to block Liu Jinhu.

"Puff puff!"

The body of the orderly Tie Dan trembled, and several blood holes appeared immediately, as if his whole body had been drained of strength, he collapsed to the ground.

"Puff puff!"

The dense bullets swept into the temporary guerrilla camp from all sides like water splashing, and the guerrilla officers and soldiers sleeping around the fire immediately became living targets, and died before they reacted.

"Iron egg! Iron egg!" Liu Jinhu's eyes turned red immediately when he saw the orderly covered in blood lying limp on the ground.

But the orderly Tie Dan was shot several times in the body, and he kept spitting blood from his mouth. He wanted to speak, but his head died when he didn't live up to it.

"Little devil, I honor your ancestor!"

Liu Jinhu roared angrily when he saw the devil soldiers who were stuck on the mound next to the camp and kept shooting.

"Boom! Boom!"

The ear-piercing whistling sound of shells followed, and in the deafening explosion, the fire piles were like living targets, providing coordinates for the devil's artillery.

The sound of gunfire made the sleeping guerrilla officers and soldiers get up in horror, but bullets swept over everywhere in the darkness, and they were thrown into chaos.

The shells with the breath of death kept falling on the crowd of guerrillas who were running and screaming, causing blood mist to explode, and countless mutilated bodies and broken guns were blown out.

Text Chapter 849 Breakthrough!