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

In the darkness, there was a sound of the bottom cover of the grenade falling to the ground. The brothers unscrewed all the bottom covers of the grenade, and someone tied the grenade together.

Knife, on the other hand, took advantage of this short preparation time to confirm to the commoner again the alley where the devil was hiding and several larger courtyards.

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The dark helmets of the devils were glowing, and they were hiding in the dark yards and alleys like ghosts, and the bayonets gleaming with cold light gave off a murderous look.

The officers and soldiers of the guerrilla corps led by Yang Ling were still fighting the devil's security forces a few streets away. Judging from the gunshots from far and near, everything was going according to the predetermined plan.

In a room where the lights were turned off, the devil’s Major Qing Chuan and a group of staff officers were also waiting. The orange-red flames that exploded in the distance made the city tremble, and many places were on fire, with thick smoke billowing.

"A small group of China's army has infiltrated..." The devil's messenger who came in from outside reported new news.

Shao Zuo Qingchuan kept staring at the ambush street, and there was no expression on his cold face: "Let the reserve team deal with them."

"Hi Yi!"

The devil's communicator came quickly and quickly, and soon the room was quiet again.

What Shao Zuo Qingchuan didn't know was that the infiltrating small force that he didn't care about would cause him heavy losses.

The dark lanes were hidden under the shadows of the houses, and the devils were silently ambushing in the courtyard and some narrow alleys, their eyes fixed on the main road and the direction of the exchange of fire.

But in the shadows around these little devils, countless ghostly shadows are silently touching them, and the hidden predators will eventually become prey.

A guerrilla machine gun team stopped, and they stopped by gesturing to each other. The machine gunner put the machine gun on the ground, and he was close to the ground in a big character.

The muzzle of the machine gun had been aimed at a dark alleyway dozens of meters away, and they couldn't see the situation inside clearly, but they had already received information that there were devils hiding there, and their task was to block the devils inside.

The devils are still lying in wait for their prey to take the bait, but they don't know that they have been quietly surrounded. Although there are only two rows of officers and soldiers surrounding them, it is enough for the devils to drink a pot.

The Devil's Captain Qing Yuan stood at the window of a small two-story building, hiding in the darkness, holding up his binoculars to observe the battle in the north of the city. The battle over there had already intensified, and the intertwined lines of fire were extraordinarily colorful under the night.

Ok?

From the corner of the corner of his eye, Captain Qingyuan caught a black shadow flashing across the alley not far away, but when he looked there, the alley was peaceful, which made him frown.

In the blind spot that Captain Qing Yuan couldn't see, a row of guerrilla officers and soldiers were clinging to the wall, already holding grenades in their hands.

The company commander Dao Zi looked uncontrollably excited, and he gestured to the back. The eyes of the brothers behind him had adapted to the darkness, nodded, took a deep breath, and rushed out quickly.

The guerrilla brothers in a group of three were like agile cheetahs, leaving only an afterimage, and went straight to the foreign affairs offices in various courtyards, and went straight to the alleys.

Before the devils ambushing in the yard and the devils hiding in the alley hadn't understood what was going on, smoking grenades had already enveloped them.

"Boom, boom—"

The gorgeous flames of the explosion suddenly bloomed in the darkness, and clusters of exploding fireballs rose in the alley and yard, and the roaring sound of piercing eardrums dominated some.

The grenade's covering strike power in a narrow place is astonishing. The moment the roar sounded, those grenades thrown along the courtyard walls and windows exploded, bringing countless scarlet flames to sweep across the broken bricks and tiles.

Accompanied by rumbling explosions, those window edges and wooden doors shattered under the huge impact force, and then slapped the street with scorching sand and gravel.

And those alleys and yards after the explosion were already shrouded in the smoke and dust of the explosion within a few breaths, and there was a pig-killing wail inside.

"Little devil, go see Lord Yan!"

Cursing, the guerrilla brethren with their backs against the wall threw smoking grenades over the wall and into the smoke of the explosion.

The rumbling explosions were heard endlessly, and the devils lay in ambush concentratedly. Who knew they would be bombed by grenades, and they would be blown up and blown up countless times, with blood and broken bones flying everywhere.

On the other side of the wall, many devils were blown to the ground by another round of grenades before they were blown up in the shock wave of the explosion.

In just a few breaths, the yard was full of charred and blackened corpses, and the devils suffered heavy losses from the unsuspecting grenades.

Captain Guizi, who was standing on the second floor, was not thrown by the grenade, but the flames and splatters from the explosion still forced him to lie down in a hurry to avoid it.

When he stood up again and looked out the window, the courtyard and alley where they were ambushing had been covered by gunpowder smoke and dust, and the grenade was exploding. The orange flames produced by the explosion reflected Captain Qing Yuan's distorted face due to anger. face.

"asshole!"

Captain Qing Yuan was about to go crazy, the thick gunpowder smoke made him extremely irritable, who was the attacker?Why not? !

Although they don't know who attacked them, it can be predicted that the people they ambushed everywhere must have suffered heavy losses, as evidenced by the continuous wails, Captain Qing Yuan was a little dazed.

Just as confused as Captain Qing Yuan, there were those devil machine gun teams on the commanding heights. Their mission was to carry out fire strikes when they attacked the Chinese army.

But now they watched in a daze that their own people were blown into dumpling fillings, and they hadn't reacted yet, what was going on?

"Bang bang bang..."

The guerrilla officers and soldiers didn't care whether the devils reacted or not. As the saying goes, you will die while you are sick, and a string of scarlet bullets flew from the dark strange screams to the roof and other commanding heights.

Those devils who stayed at the commanding heights became like meat targets. Amidst the sound of puffing bullets into the flesh, they covered their blood-spitting throats and rolled along the pouring roof into the yard full of dead and wounded. Pieces keep falling.

The guerrilla officers and soldiers who had finished throwing the grenades didn't care whether the devils inside were blown up by the grenades, and rushed into the smoky yard with bright bayonets, stabbing human-shaped objects, anyway, they were either devils or traitors.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

The muffled sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh, the sound of the gun butt smashing the bones increased rapidly, and the devils who were staggering and hadn't stood up fell into a pool of blood again.

"Da da da......"

Two light machine guns blocked both ends of a group of devils ambushing in the alley. The two machine guns sprayed tongues of flame from two directions. Fountains of blood spattered from the bodies of the group of devils.

"Hahahaha, kill!"

Machine guns poured bullets in a tremor, hunters became prey, and all that awaited them was death.

Two platoons of guerrilla officers and soldiers launched an attack on more than one squadron of devils. After being covered by grenades, they fought hand-to-hand with bayonets.

Although the grenades killed and injured many devils, they were not affected, and many devils still reacted. After all, the power of Yang Ling's grenades was too limited.

Luo Feng stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, and the brothers from a squad led by him rushed to the face of more than a dozen devils who had not been bombed, trying to kill them.

The two sides fired at each other almost face to face, and the bullets spewed out blood in the front and back of the body, and only had time to fire a shot, and the two sides collided.

The bayonet that a brother stabbed at the devil was swung away by the devil, but he did not retreat but advanced. The moment he turned his body, the butt of the gun had already hit the devil's face fiercely, and the bridge of the devil's nose was smashed into it.

The wounds on Luo Feng's body were still wrapped in gauze, but they were also extremely powerful at this moment. The ghost-headed sword drew out a semicircle, and the two pounced on almost at the same time, blood spouted from their necks, like two logs. , and fell straight to the ground.

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The house was burning like a thunderbolt, and in the collapsed ruins, countless figures were colliding and fighting together, sparks were splashed by the light of the knife, and the fountain of blood was sprayed in the smoke.

The two platoons of interspersed troops led by Daozi blasted the devils who were ambushing in these dimly lit courtyards, crying and howling. Before the devils recovered from the dizziness, the cold sharp blade had already pierced their bodies.

Under the cover of waves of hundreds of grenades, the devils have been killed and wounded, and the remaining ones are all disheveled and covered in scars.