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

More than 50 devils in this team opened up a straggler line that was as wide as more than 100 meters, and each of them bowed their bodies and rushed forward.

"The devils are attacking!" The observation post saw the devils coming up, and immediately yelled a warning.

The brothers who were rushing to repair the fortifications immediately grabbed their guns and entered the battle position, ready to fight.

"beat!"

Seeing that the little devil was within range, the company commander in charge of the perimeter defense immediately gave the order to shoot.

"Bang bang bang..."

The brothers fired one after another, and the scorching bullets flew towards the devil soldiers.

After the devil soldiers heard the gunshot, they didn't charge as fast as before, but turned around and retreated amidst the screams of the devil officer.

The brothers fought lively, but after all, the brothers' marksmanship was not very good, and the devils opened up the skirmish line, so apart from killing a few devils, there was little gain.

"Cease fire!"

Seeing that the little devil was about to collapse at the touch of a finger, the brothers also showed relief on their faces. It seemed that the little devil was also at the end of his strength, and he was almost unable to hold on after repeated battles.

Now that the little devil has retreated, after the brothers left the observation post, they rested and repaired the fortifications, and started to work again.

But within 2 minutes, the voice of the observation post rang again: "The devils are attacking!"

"Damn it, the devil did it on purpose."

The brothers cursed and entered the battle position again, seeing that the devils were the same as before, they still pulled the skirmisher line to dig and force them.

Text Chapter 170: Computing with each other

The devil's combat team launched a tentative attack on the village from different directions. Every time they encountered counterattacks from the brothers, they turned and retreated.

"What is the devil trying to do?"

Seeing the little devil tossing back and forth as if playing, the brothers guarding the village were puzzled.

If the devils really launched an attack, they would not be afraid of the little devils, at worst they would go all out.

But the little devil is now attacking so continuously, leaving with just one blow, which makes the brothers puzzled.

"It should be the little devil who is testing our defenses and looking for a breakthrough." A platoon leader guessed after thinking about it.

"Damn, you little devil is really insidious." Hearing what the platoon leader said, the brothers all cursed.

"No, even if the little devil is testing our defense loopholes, he has already found out, but he is still tossing." The second company commander shook his head, feeling that the matter was not that simple.

Everyone is frowning, in this ever-changing battlefield, any small negligence may be fatal.

The devils are extremely vicious and cunning. To fight against the little devils, you have to be extremely energetic, otherwise you won't know how you died. Brothers understand these reasons.

Now the little devil keeps coming up, and then retreats without fighting, tossing back and forth, which has made the brothers extremely annoying.

Before the brothers could figure it out, the voice of the observation post rang again weakly: "The devil is here again."

This is already the No. 15 tentative attack of the devils. Although there are not many devils, the brothers still dare not be careless.

"Everyone on position, ready to fight!"

The brothers cursed and entered their positions again, ready to meet these little devils who came up again.

"Is there any bullets, give me a few rounds, I only have one left."

The brothers have been fighting for such a long time, although some were captured halfway, but by now, there is not much ammunition left.

"Why do you ask for it for me every time, but I don't have any, only three are left." Another brother couldn't help complaining.

"Look how stingy you are, it's not like I didn't pay you back." The brother pouted and turned to look at the brother on the other side.

"Brother, do you have any bullets, give me two shots, and I will pay you back later."

Another brother also shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile and said, "I only have one bullet left, but there is still one grenade left. It's just damp, so I don't know if it can explode."

Seeing that the brothers on both sides were out of bullets, this brother thought for a while, pulled out the bayonet at his waist from the bayonet sheath, and hung up the gun.

"What are you doing with the bayonet?"

The first battalion commander, blacksmith, heard that the devils were coming up again, so he came up to direct the battle. He happened to see this brother hang a bayonet on his rifle, and was very puzzled.

Although it is said that the bayonet is invincible in close combat, if the bayonet is attached to shoot, it will greatly affect the shooting accuracy.

Therefore, when the brothers shoot from a long distance, they generally don't hang the bayonet, and only temporarily hang the bayonet when charging in close combat.

Now that the devil is still far away, seeing this brother hanging a bayonet, the blacksmith naturally wants to ask for clarification.

"Report sir, I only have one bullet, so I can only hang the bayonet and wait for the devils to fight the bayonet." The brother told the truth.

"You idiot, you won't ask the brother next to you if you run out of bullets." Seeing this brother, the blacksmith couldn't help cursing.

The brother replied with a full face of grievance: "The battalion commander, it's not that I don't want to borrow it, they don't have it either."

The blacksmith didn't believe it, and turned to look at the brothers around him, asking, "Who has extra bullets?"

These brothers shook their heads one after another.

"Sir, I only have one shot.

"Sir, I only have two melon grenades left."

......

The blacksmith didn't know if he didn't ask, but he was startled when he asked. He didn't expect that the brothers were out of bullets.

"Not everyone fired more than a dozen bullets just now, why did they disappear so quickly?" the blacksmith asked with a dark face.

"Battalion Commander, the little devils come up one after another, and they will be wiped out before they know it." A brother replied.

Hearing this, the blacksmith, the first battalion commander, was also taken aback. Looking at the little devil pulling the skirmisher line from a distance, he finally understood.

"Everyone, don't shoot!" The blacksmith ordered loudly to his brothers.

"Commander, what's the matter?" Some company commanders were puzzled when they saw that the battalion commander's blacksmith was about to let the devils come over.

The blacksmith, the battalion commander, said with a sullen face, "Do you know why the devils attack us in turn, but leave immediately?"

The brothers around shook their heads in doubt.

"They want to consume our bullets. When we run out of ammunition, they can take us down without any effort." The blacksmith said his guess.