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

When the grenade hit the ground, there was a huge explosion, a large swath of mud and sandbags were blown up, and a devil's machine gun position was directly hit.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The sudden explosion made the quiet village boil immediately, and the sharp voice of the devil soldiers roared, making everyone who heard it terrified.

But soon, the cries of the devils were drowned out by the dense gunfire, and countless lines of fire intertwined and enveloped towards the village.

In the flames of constant explosions, devils were constantly pierced by bullets and fell to the ground, wailing one after another.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

Another devil's machine gun position was not hit, and the devil's machine gunner, who was still in shock, immediately put the machine gun on his shoulder and launched a counterattack.

"What's going on?" Lieutenant Guizi, who was in charge here, was suddenly awakened by the gunfire, and got up from the bed in a jerk.

"Qiancun was attacked violently by the Chinese army!" Soon a devil came stumbling over from the outside to report.

"Baga! Road!" Lieutenant Guizi cursed angrily, grabbed his own gun, and ordered loudly: "Order Da Sensang to dispatch two infantry units to Qiancun immediately for support!"

"Hi Yi!"

There was loud gunshots in the village, and the sudden attack took the devils stationed in the village by surprise, but they reacted quickly. Amid the roar of the officers, they rushed towards the front village to support them.

As soon as Huagou and the others destroyed the two machine guns in the devil's front village, the devils in the village came out to support them, and the machine guns and grenadiers returned fire.

Seeing the ferocious firepower of the devils, Huagou was secretly lucky. If they used the previous village as the breakthrough point, they would definitely suffer great losses. Fortunately, they are just feinting now.

The ghost soldiers in the village quickly supported and stabilized the defense line of the former village, and Huagou and the others fired at each other.

When the devil was fighting with Huagou and the others in Qiancun, suddenly there was a rumbling explosion behind the village, and balls of flames burst into flames.

The brothers of the machine gun company set up mortars and directly bombarded the defensive infantry unit behind Guizi Village.

The devil infantry unit at the back of the village had been watching the battle in Qiancun, and they were stunned by such a sudden bombardment.

Before they could react, bullets rained down on them, spattering the devils' flesh and blood.

"Go and ask for support!"

Half of a devil's infantry unit died in the blink of an eye, and the blood-soaked leader of the devil's unit hurriedly pulled a living devil and asked him to go to the village for help. '

But as soon as the devil climbed out of the bunker and didn't run a few steps, he was smashed into a sieve by the chasing bullets.

"Bagaya Road!"

The leader of the Devils Division wanted to raise his gun to fight back, but as soon as he stretched out half of his body, he was knocked over by the violent machine gun bullets and rolled in the bunker.

"Brothers, go ahead!"

A round of ferocious firepower almost knocked the devil's defenses behind the village to pieces. Following the company commander's roar, the brothers of the infantry company rushed forward with bayonets in their hands.

The two surviving devil soldiers saw a large group of people rushing up from the darkness, and they were terrified. Soon they gave up their so-called Bushido dignity, turned around and ran towards the village.

Text Chapter 150: Help

These days, the guerrillas were being chased by the devil's mopping up troops and were hiding in Tibet. The devils at the supply station in Li Village never thought that the guerrillas would have the guts to catch their attention.

Therefore, he was negligent and let the deputy battalion commander Huagou take advantage of the loopholes with the brothers of the guerrillas. The fighting between the two sides lasted less than 10 minutes, and the brothers broke into the village.

The surviving devils tried to resist in the village, but in the face of the superior guerrilla officers and soldiers, these devils who were desperate to fight were soon wiped out.

"Damn it, these little devils belong to dogs, and they bite whoever they see."

The second company commander's left hand was bitten by the devil, tearing off a piece of blood dripping flesh, he was so angry that he jumped up and down.

In his rage, the devil who bit him was also shot in the head and turned into a rotten watermelon, but he still couldn't swallow this breath.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing the second company commander's bleeding left hand, Huagou, the deputy battalion commander, also had a solemn expression. Although they caught the little devils by surprise, the fighting power of these little devils was much stronger.

"It's okay, skin trauma."

Although the second company commander scolded, compared to those brothers who were shot, his injury was nothing.

"The first company set up a guard outside the village, the second company and the machine gun company cleaned the battlefield, and the medical soldiers took the time to treat the wounded."

The village was full of remnants of the battle. Huagou, the deputy battalion commander, stepped on the slippery ground, walked over the corpses of devils, and walked towards the place where supplies were stored in the village.

"Vice battalion, we're getting rich."

The brothers had already lit the torches, illuminating the village brightly. As soon as Huagou walked to a house, a platoon leader greeted him with a grin.

"Is there anything good?" Huagou said, and walked towards the yard.

The platoon leader walked with Huagou and reported: "The ammunition piled up like a mountain, cans, small melons, rifle and machine gun bullets, and there are even two boxes of replacement machine gun barrels."

After Huagou heard the report, his brows also relaxed. He was most worried that the devil jumped over the wall and blew things up. Then they would have nothing to fetch water from the bamboo basket. Now that the supplies and ammunition are intact, they have won the battle.

"Is there any western medicine?"

What the army lacks most now is not ammunition, but medicines that can save lives. Huagou soon asked with concern.

The platoon leader was also taken aback, and immediately yelled at the brothers who were carrying ammunition outside: "Is there any western medicine?"

"Platoon leader, there are quite a few in the nearby yard." In the darkness, a brother answered.

"Squad leader, lead someone to look after it, it's a life-saving thing."

"Yes!"

Soon, Huagou also walked into the house and saw the neatly stacked ammunition boxes in the room. He pulled out his bayonet and pried open a box, and saw the yellow-orange bullets inside, with a smile on his face.

The guerrillas were poor, they lacked everything, and bullets were precious. They could not only save their lives but also kill the enemy. Now that there are so many piled up here, they are all cheap for their second battalion.

"Move them all back!" Huagou ordered.

"Yes!"

The brothers were very happy when they won the battle. They moved boxes of ammunition out of the house and loaded them on the pack horses.

This battle not only seized a large amount of weapons, ammunition and supplies, but also captured more than 50 draft horses tied to the village by the devils.

These pack horses belonged to the Devil Transport Squadron, responsible for transporting ammunition to the combat troops, and now they all became the property of the guerrillas.

While the brothers were busy disposing of the corpses in the village and carrying ammunition, the first company commander who was in charge of security outside the village led a person in a hurry to find Huagou, the deputy battalion commander who was directing the cleanup of the battlefield.

"Vice battalion, something happened!"