The war was raging, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and more than a dozen villages and towns outside Gaoyou City had been turned into ruins, and layers of corpses were spread all over the fields and ditches, extending to the bottom of Gaoyou City.

The first guerrilla unit of the Sulu Theater led by Major General Ma Yuren, the guerrilla commander, and the garrison of the devil Gaoyou fought a bloody battle for several days.

Although there were only a few hundred devils and more than a thousand puppet troops guarding Gaoyou, they had strong fortifications and pillboxes.

And there were hordes of planes, bombers, and fighters in the sky to help in the battle, and there were bloody battles for several days. On the contrary, the guerrilla forces suffered heavy losses.

The smoke of gunpowder and the burning of debris in the ruins darkened the sky, and the frenzied officers and soldiers could no longer tell what time it was, and every time the trumpet sounded, they dragged their hungry and tired bodies forward.

Most of the strongholds and positions outside the Devil's City were gnawed down by the guerrilla officers and soldiers, but they also paid a heavy price, and in front of those pillboxes, corpses were stacked on top of each other.

"Boom... Rumble... Rumble! ”

A series of shells exploded through the rubble, and countless pieces of broken rubble and debris were blown apart and flew in all directions.

A group of ragged guerrilla officers and men retreated in disarray under the pursuit of the shells, and the whizzing bullets continued to burst out of the smoke behind them, punching out streams of blood on their bodies.

"Cover!"

The veteran Luo Feng's face was already covered with slimy blood and mud, and when he saw the assault brothers retreating under the pursuit of the cannonballs, he roared and put a rifle on the trench.

A group of tired guerrilla brothers who were resting in the trenches also jumped up one after another, leaned sideways against the trenches facing the devils, and stretched out their rifles one after another.

"Run in both directions! Don't get in our way! ”

The junior officers in this trench have died, and the veteran Luo Feng has become the leader of this group of stragglers, as a veteran, he is experienced, and he can barely take on the responsibility of command.

The brothers who had retreated in embarrassment saw the muzzle of the black hole in front of them, and after hearing the roar, they were stunned for a moment, and then scattered to the sides.

A group of ghosts are not like ghosts, people are not like people, they are like crawling out of the garbage heap, and the devil soldiers rushed out of the gunpowder smoke that covered the battlefield and appeared in Luo Feng's field of vision.

The little devils have been surrounded for several days, rolling and fighting in the mud with the guerrillas all day long, and they no longer have that arrogance, but like a group of beggars, but their fierce eyes show that they are still strong in combat.

"Steady!"

Seeing the little devils constantly coming out of the gunsmoke, the veteran Luo Feng's hands holding the rifle were oozing sweat.

All the officers in this trench had been martyred, and they all fell on the way to the charge, and in this trench, there were now more than thirty people, from five different companies.

He had to avenge the brothers who were still alive, who used to be the boss and only had to charge and kill the enemy, but now he had to learn to command and live with his brothers on the brutal battlefield.

"Two hundred meters!"

A brother pushed the bullet into loading with a loud noise, and the muzzle of the gun was already aimed at the devil who rushed forward, reminding Luo Feng loudly.

"One hundred meters!"

"It's only sixty meters!"

The devil's bullets were already whizzing over, and some brothers' heads burst open like watermelons, and they were knocked over in the trenches by the impact of the bullets.

The brother on Luo Feng's left side was pierced in the shoulder, and he also fell and rolled in the trench with a wail, but he still stared at those little devils with hideous faces, forced himself to composure, and did not issue any orders.

The brothers were already a little anxious, and the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun kept ringing, but they were all soldiers who had fought several battles, and no one took the gun without permission.

"Grenade ready!" Seeing that the little devil was already approaching within thirty meters, and could even see the scars on the little devil's face, Luo Feng finally gave the order to attack.

Strings of grenades were thrown by the guerrilla brothers with great wave of arms, like a rain of grenades.

The little devil fought with wishful thinking, and wanted to take advantage of the darkness to fight a counterattack and expand the defensive position, so he chased after the defeated guerrilla officers and soldiers.

Rushing to a distance of less than thirty meters from the first-line trenches of the guerrillas, a charge can pounce in, and the corners of the little devil's mouth have already sneered, their plan is about to be achieved.

But when they saw the grenades that had fallen like hailstones, their faces changed wildly, and they hurried towards the nearby craters, behind the debris, ready to dodge.

"Boom, boom—"

The orange-red flash of the grenade explosion was particularly dazzling on the dark battlefield, like a series of hideous lightning, and in the smoke and dust raised, the devil was constantly knocked out by the shock wave.

Explosives and flesh flew sideways, many grenades exploded directly in the air, and before the little devils who had just laid down had time to rejoice, their entire backs were covered with a large area of shrapnel.

"Ahh A terrible wail came from the smoke of the explosion, and was soon drowned out by more explosions.

The more than 30 guerrilla officers and soldiers no longer need Luo Feng's order, they know what they are doing, and they all aim at the little devil and press the trigger.

Before the little devil could find a sense of balance from the deafening explosion, he staggered through his body by the whistling bullets, and the bloody bullets sank into the body of the second devil unabated.

All the brothers who were able to survive the battlefield had two brushes, and the guerrilla officers and soldiers of several infantry companies, now only thirty remained, and they all turned into nine Yamas at this moment and began to demand the lives of the devils.

"Poof!"

The brethren fired revenge bullets at the little devil, and they did not shoot indiscriminately, but at the precise point, the little devil became the target of the shooting.

More than a dozen little devils were ruthless, trying to rush through the thirty meters and rush into the trench melee, but these thirty meters became their graves.

In less than two minutes, more than a dozen charging little devils were all killed by the brothers one by one, like killing a dog.

The devils retreated to their positions in disarray, leaving more than thirty mutilated corpses in front of them.

Seeing the little devil retreating, the brothers in the trenches burst into loud cheers, glad that they had beaten the devil away.

The battle under Gaoyou City has turned into a tug-of-war, with the guerrillas attacking, the devils counterattacking, and the two sides repeatedly strangling on the battlefield within a radius of less than two kilometers.

It was dark again, and apart from the repeated ravaging of the land and the dumping of hundreds of corpses, neither side had bargained on this battlefield.