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

"The number of little devils is increasing, and it will be difficult for us to break through."

Seeing groups of devils carrying all kinds of weapons along the ridges of the paddy fields to the periphery and meet up with the devils surrounding them, Huagou and the others' hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

"As long as we stick to it until dark, we can find a chance to break out."

Huagou looked at his brothers who were ashen-faced and covered in blood. Although he regretted it in his heart, he had to cheer himself up because he is now the supreme commander here.

Huagou continued to cheer up the demoralized brothers: "Besides, if the battalion commander and the others knew that we were surrounded, they would not ignore us. They would definitely find a way to rescue us and tell the brothers that persistence is victory."

"Lieutenant, but we don't have much ammunition..."

The chief and deputy company commanders of the first company commander have all died in battle, and now the platoon leader is concurrently in charge. He bluntly stated the predicament they are facing.

After hearing the platoon leader's words, everyone's expressions became incomparably dignified. Their ammunition was almost exhausted in the previous battle, and they were indeed about to run out at this moment.

"How many are left?"

Deputy Battalion Commander Huagou knew that the amount of ammunition was related to whether they could defend until dark, and after being reminded, he also paid attention to it.

"We still have more than 50 brothers in the company, each of whom has less than two bullets, and there are only more than 20 grenades left."

"what about you?"

Huagou's face was solemn, and he turned his gaze to the other two company commanders.

"My second company is similar. Some brothers have already run out of bullets, and those with bullets have no more than five rounds."

"Our heavy machine gun was lost during the breakout, the light machine gun still had more than 200 rounds of ammunition, the grenadier platoon still had five grenades, and the mortar still had two shells..."

The only remaining ammunition might not be able to last a battle, but there are still four or five hours before dark, and the deputy battalion commander Huagou has never experienced such a predicament.

"The light machine gun consumes too much ammunition. Distribute one hundred bullets into the hands of the brothers, and save one hundred for emergency use, and save some grenades." Huagou had to ask the brothers to even out the ammunition. use.

"Deputy battalion, I do have a solution for the ammunition." The second company commander said after thinking about it.

"What way?" After hearing the second company commander's words, everyone's spirits were shocked.

"When the little devils attack, move closer and shoot, maybe you can get some ammunition."

"But if the devils are approaching, what should we do if our firepower is weak and we can't stop them?" the company commander of the machine gun company said worriedly.

A savage look flashed across Huagou's face and he said: "It would be better if they rushed in, the bayonet in our hand is not a fire stick, stab the mother!"

"Brothers, from the moment we put on this military uniform, we should be prepared to die for our country, go down and tell the brothers, prepare to fight to the death!" Huagou glanced coldly at the company platoon leaders, with a hint of determination in his tone.

"Fight to the death!"

Even the platoon leaders came from veterans, had experienced a lot of fierce battles, and had long since realized that they were shrouded in horse leather, so they all let out a murderous growl.

"Vice battalion, some brothers are dying." Just as they were discussing here, a brother ran over and said.

"Let's go to the battle positions, I'll go and have a look."

The deputy battalion commander Huagou waved to the company platoon leaders, and followed the brother straight to the place where the wounded were placed.

Because they were surrounded during the battle, in order to break out of the siege with light clothes, Huagou and the others lost almost everything they could throw away when they broke out, including all the stretchers.

At this moment, more than 20 dying wounded were lying on the ground, with only a layer of reed stalks from the river under their bodies. The blood had seeped into the soil, making the mud exude a strange bright red.

These brothers were all injured when the devils bombarded them just now, and some fragments cut their stomachs, and they were tightly strangled by military uniforms, but their breathing became weaker and weaker.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you..."

Huagou squatted down and looked at his wounded brother, his heart was full of guilt. If he hadn't acted rashly, he wouldn't have fallen into the devil's trap.

"Ying, deputy battalion, I don't blame you..." Looking at Huagou who was full of self-blame, the brother forced a smile on his painful face.

"I can't... I can't do it anymore. After I die, send a letter to my family and tell my father that I can't be filial anymore..."

Seeing this brother's face full of pain and his voice intermittent, the brothers around couldn't help but shed tears.

Hua Gou held the brother's hand, his eyes were moist, and he nodded his head hard: "I will definitely send you a message. As long as we have a brother alive, we will deliver the letter."

"My home is in Henan...in the east of Zhongmu in Henan...Liujia Village..." Before the brother could finish his sentence, he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

"Who knows Zhongmu?" Hua Gou, the deputy battalion commander, gently put down the brother, raised his head and asked the tears-stained brothers around him.

"My home is more than 200 miles away from Zhongmu, but the New Eighth Division blew up the Yellow River two years ago, and the other side has been completely flooded..." a brother said hesitantly.

After hearing what this brother said, Huagou, the deputy battalion commander, and the brothers around him fell silent.

"Write down the address. Whoever breaks out, no matter what happens there, must deliver the letter." After a long silence, Huagou ordered.

"Yes--"

Main text Chapter 160: Fierce battle

The wet ground made the brothers feel cold all over. The hungry and cold brothers were lying in the trenches with their rifles set up. Their lips were as hard as rocks, and their eyes were full of hatred when they stared at the devil.

"Without an order, you are not allowed to shoot without authorization!"

Although shells kept falling, blowing up large swaths of mud and throwing them around, the voices of the officers still reached the ears of the brothers.

Under the cover of artillery fire, the little devil launched a fierce attack on Huagou and the others, and hundreds of devils rushed forward with a murderous look.

The brothers who were caught in the siege were not afraid at all. After the fierce battle, they were not as flustered as they were when they first joined the army. No one shot without orders.

In the case of constant explosions all around, only the sniper team brothers who were ordered to shoot from a long distance. On the harsh battlefield, they were still able to shoot calmly and kill the little devils who rushed over one by one. The old devils who have been in the army for many years are frightened.

The ground that had just rained was extremely slippery, and the devil soldiers did not dare to let go of their steps to rush forward, because the wet and slippery ground made them slip and fall from time to time, and once they slipped, they would die.

The devil soldiers are constantly pressing on with the tactics of alternating cover. There are little devils who are headshot by the brothers of the sniper team and fall to the ground. They are quickly dragged down by the devils behind, and a trail of blood is drawn on the ground bring.

The machine guns and grenadiers placed by the devils on the side soon followed, and the bullets poured towards the brothers like a wind, blowing the dirt on the edge of the trench, and the turf was thrown off.

"The little devil is a prodigal bitch, so he knows how to waste bullets..."

The brothers were so suppressed by the devil's firepower that they couldn't lift their heads and could only curse fiercely.

"Boom! Boom!"

The explosion of the grenade was like setting off fireworks. The smoke of the explosion quickly enveloped the position, and from time to time, flashes of the explosion flashed fiercely from the smoke.

From time to time, some brothers were blown up by the devil's grenade and flew high, and were torn into rotten meat by the explosion before they even landed.

Under the cover of such ferocious firepower, the devil's infantry quickly covered a distance of more than 100 meters.

"Kill Gaga!"