The muddy road leads to the river, the wooden bridge has been blown away, only half of the brown wooden stakes are left in the water, and the road card of the devil soldiers is set up in the middle of the road five hundred meters from the river, with sandbags and trenches. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The devil's machine-gun positions were arranged on both flanks of the road, with a machine-gun group at each of them, with a good firing range, and the crossfire just covered the muddy road.

The number of devil soldiers is not much, only two infantry detachments of more than twenty people, one charge can be taken, Yang Ling is not worried, he is afraid of the devil's main position less than two miles away from the left side of the devil road.

Through the six-fold Cao Changjing, Yang Ling could clearly see that there were not only mortars and mountain artillery, but also an unknown number of tanks in that devil's position.

If they can't quickly get rid of the devil roadblock blocking the way, then when the left-wing devil position reacts, they will definitely not be able to eat and walk around, and if they encounter a devil tank in the field, they are destined to be slaughtered.

"Listen to me, the two machine guns open the way, and the others keep rushing forward to the end, don't stop when they encounter anything, and it's safe to cross the river."

"What if you get hurt?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Without waiting for Yang Ling to speak, the old smoking gun had already stuffed a melon grenade into the questioner: "You can't be a prisoner if you die!"

The interrogating brother stretched out his hand for a few seconds and clutched the grenade that the old cigarette gun had given him, his eyes full of determination.

Yang Ling looked at the brothers with resolute eyes, and raised his hand to salute them for the first time, these brothers also knew that this time there was a lot of luck, and raised their hands to return the salute.

"Action!" Yang Ling shouted in a low voice, and with a bang, the bullet was already loaded.

More than 20 brothers hunched over and alternately advanced under the cover of sparse willows and weeds, and soon came close to the back of a gentle slope more than 300 meters away from Devil's Road.

Yang Ling leaned his back against the gentle slope, took a deep breath, and waved his hand vigorously at Yang Dashu, who was hanging the machine gun around his neck.

Yang Dashu gritted his teeth, and his body lying on the ground suddenly stood up, and at the same time, the Type 96 light machine gun hanging around his neck fired at the Luka of the devil soldiers.

Although the devil soldiers have been vigilant, they did not expect the enemy to touch their noses, and the two devil soldiers who were standing behind the sandbags and swallowing clouds and fog were immediately hit by water-splashed bullets and their necks were broken, and minced flesh mixed with blood splashed in the air.

The sudden sound of gunfire shocked the jaws of the rest of the devils, and the roar sounded behind the trench, and the devil machine gun shooter hurriedly threw away the cigarette in his hand, flew to the crooked light machine gun, pressed his fingers, and fired back with a click.

Bang!

A puff of green smoke came out of Yang Ling's muzzle, and the bullet whistled across the open field of three hundred meters and hit the main shooter of the Devil Soldier's machine gun, and the impact of the bullet caused it to plant backwards into the trench, and the machine gun was dumbfounded.

"Rush!" The remnants of the soldiers roared and rose from behind the gentle slope and rushed forward, bullets whizzing and scurrying.

The devil riflemen also hurriedly pulled the bolt of their guns to shoot, but in the panic, the accuracy was really not very good, and the weeds on the ground splashed and the soil flew up, but they didn't even wipe the hair of the remnants.

Yang Ling pulled the bolt of the gun while running and shot, the bullets whizzed past him, and the soil behind him popped, he was almost without a bullet, and in a short period of time, he had already killed two devil riflemen and a main shooter.

The remnants of the soldiers also rushed forward desperately, and when they rushed through a hundred meters, someone was finally shot and fell to the ground, and the remnants who ran in front of Yang Ling screamed the loudest, attracting the firepower of the devil soldiers, and almost at the same time, they were hit by several bullets, and the head Tianling Gai was directly lifted off by the bullets.

Yang Dashu's machine gun paused for a moment and then rang out again, and the sound of gunfire like popping beans made the battlefield noisy, and a cloud of blood mist rose from behind the sandbag bunker, and several devils were smashed to pieces.

Not to be outdone, the Devil Soldier's machine gun gave a powerful response, and the remnant soldier's other crooked machine gun had just fired less than half of the bullets, and the pop bullet pierced his body.

Like a drunken drunk, the remnant machine gunner staggered forward a few more steps, and then plunged headlong into the ditch, and some familiar remnants wanted to pull it, but they were quickly blown on the head by the devil, and the red and white splashed into the dirt, and the weeds were filled with a strong bloody atmosphere.

The old smoker grabbed two melon grenades in his hand, bumped them hard, threw them with all his might, and the rumbling dirt flew up, and a devil machine gun crew was blown out of the bunker.

At a distance of three hundred meters, a charge arrived, and the more than twenty devils did not even have time to suppress the firepower in a hurry.

A ghost soldier with a gun saw Yang Ling rushing over first, and hurriedly turned the gun to strike, Yang Ling's fierce momentum of not dodging or dodging made the ghost soldier's bullet miss.

Yang Ling also fired, and the bullet directly pierced the neck of the ghost soldier, and he saw a large stream of bright red liquid rushing out of the hole in the neck of the ghost soldier.

The devil soldier's face was full of horror, and he covered his bleeding neck with both hands to try to stop the blood from flowing out, but soon his hands also turned bloody, and he fell to the ground and convulsed twice.

"Kill the devil—" A remnant rushed into the devil's roadcard without fear of death, but then two bright bayonets stabbed him in the stomach.

The cold eyes of the two devil soldiers were fierce, and they twisted hard, which immediately shattered the internal organs of the remnant soldiers, blood came out of the remnants' mouths, and his body was held by bayonets and did not fall.

The remnant's face was painful, but he wanted to laugh, and the grenade on his waist smashed hard into the cold steel helmet on the devil's head.

With a loud bang, the remnants and the two devil soldiers were swallowed up by the smoke of the violent explosion at the same time, and they all perished.

The devil soldier Cao was as hideous as a monster, wielding a sharp saber and slashing at a remnant soldier who rushed towards him, the saber was bloody, and the remnant stabbed a large hole in the shoulder diagonally, all the way to the opposite side of the lower abdomen.

The steaming intestines slipped out of the incision, and the remnant let out a cry of pain and cried out to stuff it back in, but the bloody saber slashed down again, leaving the remnant with only a headless corpse lying to the ground.

As soon as the red-eyed devil soldier Cao raised his head, Yang Ling had already smashed the butt of a gun on his face, and his cold face immediately turned into shape, and his bloody teeth flew out.

The devil army Cao let out a howl like killing a pig, Yang Ling stabbed him into the heart with a neat knife, and the white knife went in and the red knife came out, resulting in the life of this fierce devil.

A few devils wanted to rush out of the trench and fight hard, but Yang Dashu hugged the machine gun and went over, and immediately beat them to the ground, and they all fell into the trench one by one.

"Hurry up and cross the river!" Looking at the blood-drenched crowd, Yang Ling didn't care about counting the casualties, and ran towards the river of five hundred meters.

The battle of the devil Luka attracted the attention of the devil position on the left flank, and several tank cars drove over, and Yang Ling was running wildly towards the river, and the wheels of the tank cars were spinning fast with chains.

Faced with the corpse on the roadcar, the devil tank chased after it and ran over it directly, and the minced meat mixed with blood was brought into the chain, making the chain red.

Boom Boom!

When there was still a distance of more than 100 meters from the river, the devil's 75 mm caliber mountain artillery shell smashed down on the head and face, and Yang Ling was shaken to the ground and gnawed a mouthful of soil, with a fishy smell, and his ears were buzzing.

He staggered to his feet and didn't stand on his feet, when his body was blown up by the explosion again, and he spun in mid-air and fell to the ground, and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

Yang Dashu had already thrown away the machine gun that had run out of bullets, and his burly body dragged Yang Ling and jumped into the river, the cold river water made Yang Ling feel excited, and his consciousness came to his senses, and he turned his head to see that the tank of the devil soldiers had arrived at the shore.

Boom Boom! On the other side of the river, artillery shells were smashed densely, and the mud on the river bank was blown away layer after layer, and the sky was full of gunsmoke, and the devil tanks that chased to the river were also shot and turned into fireballs, and the troops of the 103rd Division stationed on the other side of the river opened fire.