Yang Ling and the others suddenly appeared in Ruichang City, which greatly surprised the expectations of the devils stationed in Ruichang, and the ferocious firepower caused a large number of casualties to the devils who were caught off guard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scorching bullets whizzed through the streets, causing blood to splatter and the walls around them to fill the walls with smoke and dust, and dense bullet holes appeared.

The devils on the streets rolled in panic and dodged amid the whistling bullets and explosions, wondering why the Chinese army had quietly appeared.

"It's our troops who have come back! Brethren! Kill the devil! ”

The security battalion that had been pressed and beaten by the devils before saw that the troops led by Yang Ling had been killed, and the survivors were also greatly boosted, and they all pounced towards the devils with fierce faces.

The people in their security camp were almost all eliminated by the ruthless devils, and they hate the little devils at the moment, where are they willing to let go of the little devils who are fighting and retreating.

The situation on the street was one-sided in an instant, and the devils were dead, wounded, and retreated in a hurry.

"Machine gun cover!"

Watching his soldiers fall down in the rain of bullets, and watching their bodies spread out patches of blood mist, Takeki Kuroya's face was full of resentment, but the situation was stronger than people, and he had to retreat.

The devil's crooked knob light machine gun clicked, facing Yang Ling's stormy bullets and desperately covering the rest of the devil's retreat.

Many of the screaming and fierce soldiers of the security camp who rushed towards the devil with fierce lights were swept to the ground by the furious bullets before they could pounce, but as several grenades flew past, the devil machine gunner and the machine gun exploded into pieces in the smoke of gunpowder.

The streets were full of blood and smoke, and the devils took advantage of the cover of machine guns to retreat towards the other end of the street in embarrassment.

Many devils fought back while running, but when they saw that the people around them were blown out of their heads one by one, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to look back.

In just a few minutes, most of the dozens of devils on the street were reimbursed, and the remaining ones ran away in a panic.

"Beard, bring someone to stick it on, don't let the devil run away!"

Yang Ling ran to the middle of the street, turned his head and shouted an order to the company commander Wang Huzi.

After receiving the order, Wang Huzi waved his hand, led the brothers into the smoke of gunpowder, and chased straight after the little devil.

"Junko, take your people around here and go north to sort out the remnants of the enemy!"

"Blacksmith, you lead people to the south to comb, remember, don't take prisoners, don't leave a mouth alive!"

"Yes!"

After the two company commanders answered, they led the brothers to comb in two directions.

As long as the veterans who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood in Shanghai and Nanjing, they all hated the little devils, and they would kill the little devils without the orders of the commander in the battle.

And now the reason why Yang Ling deliberately reminded him was that he didn't want the scattered devil soldiers to continue to plague the surrounding villagers, even if they were lone devil soldiers, they were not dealt with by ordinary people.

And the lone devil soldiers will be even more murderous when they lack supplies, and they will even kill many people for a little food, so Yang Ling doesn't want to stay alive.

He didn't need prisoners, they were behind enemy lines now, and they didn't have the energy to collect them and bring them back, so they simply killed them.

"Bring Lin Quanquan here." Yang Ling watched the brothers go after the devils to clear the remnants of the enemy, and beckoned people to bring Lin Quan over.

At this moment, the streets were already lying with battered corpses, black and red blood was gushing, and the smoke of the explosion was radiating.

Lin Quan looked at the bloody corpse and the fierce faces, his face was pale with trembling, and his heart was full of fear.

"Lin Quanquan, let me ask you, where is the devil's ammunition warehouse?"

Yang Ling has not forgotten the purpose of his trip, eliminating the devil is a trivial matter, and blowing up the devil's arms is the top priority.

Lin Quan originally still had a trace of luck, that is, Yang Ling and they were wiped out by the devil soldiers in the city, so he could regain his free body again.

But what he didn't expect was that Yang Ling's combat power was so strong, almost destroying the devil, which made him a little dazed.

In fact, this is not to blame the devil's combat effectiveness, but Yang Ling's sudden appearance and hit the devil by surprise.

If the two sides really fight face to face, even if Yang Ling and the others can eliminate the devils of this half of the squadron, I am afraid that their own casualties will not be small, and they will not fight as easily as they do now.

"The surname is Lin, what do we ask you about?" Company Commander Niu Dagen looked at Lin Quan for a long time and didn't react, and rudely pushed him, and Lin Quan reacted from shock.

"Sir, what did you just ask?" Lin had the right to ask cautiously.

Niu Dagen cursed impatiently: "Your fucking ears are stuffed with donkey hair, and the regiment deputy asks you where the devil's warehouse is!" ”

"In the Xu family's compound in front, just in front," Lin replied in a panic.

"Lead the way." Yang Ling turned sideways and said to Lin Quanquan.

Lin Quan led the way in front tremblingly, while Yang Ling and the others followed behind and went straight to the devil's warehouse.

But when I arrived at the warehouse, I found that the leader of the devil squadron, Takeki Kurotani, had retreated here with the remnants, and the company commander Wang Huzi was leading people to attack here.

"How many devils are there?"

Yang Ling went to the back of a barricade bunker and found Wang Huzi, who was in charge of directing the attack, and pointed to the red-lacquered copper-locked gate compound and asked.

"More than thirty, the firepower is very fierce, and I was pushed back after rushing twice!" Wang Huzi looked at the solid courtyard of the masonry structure and replied with some indignation.

"Here is the devil's arms and supplies warehouse, there is plenty of ammunition, don't be brutal." Yang Ling reminded.

After Wang Huzi heard Yang Ling's words, it suddenly dawned on him, it turned out that this was the case, no wonder the firepower was so fierce.

"The grenade is not useful, and we don't have a cannon, so it's not easy to fight." Wang Huzi was in trouble.

Although their 74th Army was both offensive and defensive, most of the time it was face-to-face with the little devils on the plains or mountains, and they did not have much experience in this kind of narrow street fighting.

"Let the machine gun crew give me those commanding heights, and give me a beating as long as the devil dares to show his head."

In the street fighting, occupying the commanding heights can block an area, and grasping the initiative in this area can suppress the other party, Yang Ling will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

After receiving the order, several machine gun crews quickly smashed open the gates of several courtyards next to them, found a ladder and climbed to the roof, put the machine guns on the roof, and began to suppress the devils.

"Let people go to find ignition objects, the more the better, if the devils don't come out, let's burn them out." Looking at the devil soldiers cowering inside, Yang Ling had a way to solve them.

The perennial brutal war allows people to grow up quickly, often crawling in the pile of dead, and naturally can skillfully use various methods to kill their enemies, not just human lives.

After Wang Huzi got the order, he quickly led people to find firewood and other fireworks, and fortunately he also seized a devil's side three-wheeled motorcycle on the street, smashed the fuel tank, and brought the oil back.