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

Although there were not many little devils left, when they saw the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing in, they were like struggling trapped animals, and they broke out with strong fighting power, fighting together with the guerrilla officers and soldiers.

From time to time, injured little devils knocked off the grenade, hugged the guerrilla officers and soldiers and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, blood and flesh splashed everywhere, but the devils were still fierce.

But the brothers under Daozi's command were not vegetarians either, they dared to attack hundreds of devils with two platoons of troops, how could they be afraid of devils, they were also fearless of death.

The knife rushed into a building with three brothers, and the two devils who were coming towards them were kicked and smashed into the wall by them, and then the bayonet stabbed them down, screaming.

"Kill them!"

There was an extremely cold voice from the stairs, it was Captain Qingyuan, the devil, his smoky face was full of anger when he saw the Chinese soldiers coming straight towards him.

More than a dozen devils rushed downstairs with bayonets in their hands, and surrounded Dao Zi and the three brothers. The faces of the devil soldiers flashed fiercely, and they looked at Dao Zi as if they were looking at dead people.

Daozi and the others defended back to back, the flames were raging outside, and the house was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke. Daozi saw the devils surrounding him and others, and secretly thought that he was reckless.

Knife and his brothers licked their chapped lips, ready to fight to the death. Knife stared at the short and ugly devil soldier in front of him, grinned, and suddenly stretched his hands to his waist.

The ghost soldier held the sharp bayonet in both hands, and his eyes followed the movement of the knife's hand. Seeing that the knife quickly untied the grenade and held it in his hand, he was so frightened that his ghosts froze.

There are indeed many devil soldiers, but in this narrow room, as long as the grenade explodes, everyone will die.

The knife bit open the bottom cover with lightning speed, and made a gesture to pull the string. When the devil saw the grinning guerrilla officer and soldier, he turned and fell down while cursing his mother in his heart.

"They have grenades, take cover!"

When the short and sturdy little devil turned around and fell down, he did not forget to remind his companions.

These ghost soldiers surrounded by knives didn't want to be blown to death in a daze. Their reaction speed was very fast, and they all turned around and fell around in unison, trying to avoid the grenades that were about to explode.

When the devil turned around and threw the knife back, the grenade was inserted back into his waist again, holding the bayonet and roaring: "Kill—"

Several brothers back to back jumped at the devil with red eyes, and the devil left his back to them at this moment. The devil made a stupid decision.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

The ghost soldiers did not wait for the expected explosion, but the sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh and rubbing against the bones, and streams of blood flew out.

The knives were fierce and tricky, and the bayonets were stabbed continuously. Those devils who fell to the ground became the targets of slaughter.

After the devils reacted, there were only two devils left in the dozen or so. They looked at the Chinese officers and soldiers covered in gunpowder and blood in horror, and they were deceived.

The knives and the others are all veterans who crawled out of the dead. Under such circumstances, they naturally knew that if they fought with bayonets, they could only be stabbed into a sieve.

So he pulled out the grenade to scare the devils. These devils also fought many battles with the Chinese army. When they saw Chinese officers and soldiers rushing towards them with grenades, their scalp tingled, so they subconsciously wanted to hide.

After all, Chinese officers and soldiers spared no effort to defend their homes and the country, and they were unwilling to be killed by a cheap grenade.

But this time the little devil miscalculated, the knife just took advantage of the devil's fear of grenades, deceived them once, and succeeded in a counter-kill.

The wailing and screaming continued downstairs, and Captain Qingyuan, the ghost upstairs, didn't know what happened below, and soon heard footsteps on the stairs.

Captain Qing Yuan pointed the Nanbu pistol at the stairs, but before he could see anyone, a smoking grenade flew up first.

"asshole!"

Captain Qing Yuan saw the grenade rolling to his feet Gululu, hurriedly ran a few steps to the side and threw himself down.

This time the grenade was real, and the only remaining grenade left by the knife was left to Captain Qing Yuan.

"Boom!"

The grenade burst into flames upstairs, and the raging fragments flew in all directions. The tables and chairs were blown away, and then all kinds of sawdust and debris swept towards Captain Qingyuan.

Before the smoke of the explosion dissipated, Dao Dao led the blood-stained brothers to rush upstairs. They saw Captain Qing Yuan and the two ghost soldiers lying on the ground wriggling, and rushed up without hesitation to stab them a few times.

Captain Qing Yuan was ordered to lead the troops to ambush here, preparing to focus on destroying the guerrilla troops that invaded the city, but he never expected that he would be taken over by a small army responsible for interspersing.

"It seems to be a high official!"

A brother shouted excitedly when he saw that the Nizi military uniform worn by Captain Qingyuan was different from the rest of the devils.

"We can't remember all the devils and officials we killed, so there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Knife followed the window and glanced at the dark battlefield outside. Seeing that the brothers had controlled the situation but were still fighting, he squatted down and took out a pack of cigarettes from the devil, and took a deep breath. Greeting the brothers: "Go, go downstairs and help the brothers."

When Daozi and the others were exchanging fire with the devil's ambushing troops, the sudden battle here also attracted the attention of the commanders of both sides.

"It should be that Daozi and the others have collided with the devils, and Sanlian will go for reinforcements!"

Yang Ling's heart sank when he saw the continuous flames of the explosion over there. He was worried that they would be in danger from the knives piercing through them, so he immediately sent reinforcements.

And Shao Zuo Qingchuan, the commander of the devils, also had a premonition when he saw the explosion over there, but the troops in his hands had been scattered to various streets, and now he was stretched.

So he had to find Makino Kanan, the commander of the Skeleton Special Forces, and ask them, a powerful elite force, to help him.

If the commander of the regular army asked him, Makino Kanan would definitely refuse, because they had no intersection with the regular army, and there was no need to take the risk of helping others.

However, he and Shao Zuo Qingchuan were classmates and friends, and they also came from the Army University, so he finally nodded in agreement, and led the skeleton special team that was ready to go straight to the place where the firefight was fought.

Text Chapter 9 "Cheng Ren Dan"

The lingering gunpowder smoke and the lingering dust covered the block full of corpses, and the pale light of flares in the distance and the burning flames swept by the north wind complemented each other.

The dark streets and alleys loomed in the light like a monster baring its fangs, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. In the dust, the brothers were cleaning up the mess.

The more than 200 devil infantry who were in ambush were all sent to see Lord Yan. The brothers were dusty and smoking, and their faces were covered with blood and fine wounds. They had their own, but most of them belonged to little devils. .

Raiding a reinforced Jag squadron with two platoons was crazy and daring, but war itself was a risky gamble, with flowers and applause for the win and death for the loser.

The company commander Daozi won the bet once. These little devils in ambush never thought that they would kill a carbine and wipe them out when they let the troops behind them deal with it.

The wounded brothers were carried out one by one from the extinguished houses and placed in the yard, and those brothers who died in battle covered in blood were also found out from the pile of devils.

There were also red-eyed brothers carrying bloody bayonets in the ruins looking for the devils alive. From time to time, they found a few devils who were stunned by grenades.

For these little devils who were struggling to resist, the red-eyed brothers did not hesitate at all, they just raised their hands and stabbed them down.

"These little devils really don't need to be slaughtered."

The fire in the mouth of the company commander's knife was extinguished, and he held a cigarette in his bloody hand and stuffed it into his mouth with some exhaustion. His eyes swept over the corpse of the devil lying on the ground, his face was full of disdain.

Veteran Luo Feng wrapped his bleeding arm with the bandage he took out from the devil, and at the same time gave Dao Zi a blank stare, but in his heart he cursed secretly for being cheap and being a good boy.

Using two platoons of troops to attack several times the number of little devils, and still winning, Luo Feng didn't know whether to say that they were lucky or lucky.

You must know that a squadron of little devils is strong enough to defeat a regiment of the Chinese army under normal circumstances, but now they have cleaned up so many devils like chopping melons and vegetables in just two platoons. Feel.

However, seeing those blood-stained guerrilla officers and soldiers who looked like a vicious Hell, Luo Feng was also convinced, they were all a bunch of lunatics.