The brothers in the reserve battalion of the Northern Jiangsu Corps almost did not have time to catch their breath before they went into battle, because they knew that the brothers in front of them were fighting with devils, and they had to go up to help.

Although the brothers in the reserve camp knew that their brothers and the devils had fought badly, when they were stepping on the battlefield, they knew what a sea of corpses and blood it was.

In the beginning, there were only three or three corpses scattered in the fields, trenches and ditches, and there were brothers from the guerrilla corps and devil soldiers in cotton clothes.

The brothers who came up with reinforcements trotted to the heart of the battlefield, leaving some people scattered to see if there were any brothers who had fallen and were alive.

But less than a kilometer after they ran forward, a thick bloody aura enveloped them, and piles of corpses appeared around them.

Many of the bodies were scattered radially around the crater, and many of the bodies were blurred with flesh and blood that were unrecognizable.

The closer they got to the center of the battlefield, the more tragic the battle became, and many of the brothers had already died in a scuffle with the devils, but they were still staring at each other with angry eyes.

The charred dirt and red-stained ditches were densely packed with corpses, and two battalions of brothers fought the devils in the land.

"Bang!"

The sporadic gunfire was still coming from the smoke ahead, and many of the brothers who pounced on them were dead, and the remaining devils were searching for the living.

"Brethren! Give me the pass! Zheng Gang, the commander of the first battalion of the reserve battalion, had red eyes, threw off his steps and ran wildly towards the place where the gunfire rang.

Zheng Gang, the commander of the first battalion of the reserve battalion, was originally the deputy commander of the main battalion of the corps, and many brothers in the bloody battle were robes of life and death.

Along the way, he saw many familiar faces lying in pools of blood and dead, his face full of vengeful rage, he wanted to avenge his brothers!

"Reinforcements... Our reinforcements ......"

Seeing the brothers of the reserve battalion appear on the battlefield like a tidal wave, many of the guerrilla officers and men who had fallen into the bitter battle left tears of excitement as if they had seen light in the darkness.

And seeing the reinforcements coming, the brothers who had been stiffening and fighting with the devil could no longer hold on, and one by one they collapsed to the ground, wiping tears while watching these energetic brothers pass by them and pounce on the devil.

The exhausted devils also fought fiercely in the melee, staggering as if they were drunk, and they were still slowly moving in the direction of the guerrillas, and they were still attacking.

However, when they heard the earth-shattering shouts of killing coming from in front of them, and the angry guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing out of the smoke of gunpowder, they were stunned.

Devil Private Takeshi Suzuki looked at the guerrilla officers and soldiers who rushed over to kill, and his mentality, which had been holding on to the battle, collapsed.

How come there are still so many Chinese officers and soldiers? Where did they come from?

"Bang ......"

Seeing more than a dozen little devils covered in blood in front of them, the brothers in the reserve camp barely hesitated, and they grabbed and struck.

A row of bullets whistled out of the muzzle, accompanied by the dull sound of popping bullets into the flesh, blood splashed, and the devils who were stunned in place were shot one after another and slipped to the ground.

The dull sound of gunfire finally woke the devil soldiers from the huge shock, looking at the guerrillas who were like tigers coming down the mountain, he no longer had the slightest belief in resistance, he just wanted to escape, and quickly escaped from here.

The few remaining devil soldiers, like Suzuki Takeshi, began to flee in the distance, while the officers and soldiers of the reserve battalion were shooting from behind.

However, the officers and men of the reserve battalion were all reorganized from the local armed forces in the Huaiyin area, lacked training, and their shooting accuracy was frighteningly poor.

In the face of the little devil who fled more than 100 meters away, the bullets splashed mud, but they did not hit anyone, and the platoon commander who led the team was so angry that he scolded.

Regardless of whether the brothers in the reserve battalion have good marksmanship, their appearance on the battlefield is undoubtedly a heavy hammer for the little devils who have been fighting hard for so long.

"Report, a large number of troops of the Shina Army have appeared in front, and the 3rd Infantry Squadron has been routed......"

When a bloodied little devil stumbled to the leader of the devil brigade, Kei Hirayama, and reported the news of the arrival of guerrilla reinforcements, Kei Hirayama barely fainted.

They threw all their troops into the battlefield, thinking that the opposite side was the main force of the guerrilla corps, and thought that the main force would fight a decisive battle and destroy the other side.

But after fighting for a long time, he saw that he was about to completely wipe out the other party, and suddenly found that it was only a part of the opponent's troops, and the opponent's main force had been standing still in the distance.

Can the troops that are now exhausted be able to hold back the opponent's new forces, don't even think about it, the answer is no.

Their troops have been fighting for almost a day and a night since last night, and they have suffered heavy losses and are no longer capable of continuing to fight.

"Report, a large force of the Chinese army has been found on the flank, and they are moving to our rear......" Soon, there were new news from the devil soldiers who had been wandering on the edge of the battlefield.

"Your Excellency, Captain, retreat quickly, if you don't retreat, our brigade will be in danger of being encircled!" The devil's combat staff officer looked at the captain Hirayama Jing and was stunned for a long time without speaking, and couldn't help but speak.

Now they all understand that the troops no longer have any combat effectiveness, and now that the guerrilla corps has new troops on the battlefield, it will be the last straw that crushes them.

"Withdraw! Retreat to Ohashi Village now! ”

The captain of the Devil Brigade, Kei Hirayama, who reacted, also knew that it was not a wise move to fight again, so he immediately gave the order to retreat.

In fact, before the order of the captain of the devil brigade, Takashi Hirayama, reached the scattered battlefields, the devils everywhere had already begun to retreat backwards on their own like lost dogs.

The devil soldiers are not stupid, and no matter how hard they fight, it will only end in destruction, so they withdrew without receiving an order.

In the vast twilight, hordes of devil soldiers began to flee for their lives to the rear, and behind them were the brothers of the reserve camp with murderous faces.

The devils were so tired that many of them fell and couldn't get up again when they ran, but their companions were busy running for their lives, and where could they have the opportunity to take care of them, so that the devils who were tumbling on the ground let out a desperate howl.

"Don't take prisoners, don't live your mouth!"

Every officer in the reserve camp who rushed to the front was loudly emphasizing that they wanted to avenge the fallen brothers!

The brothers in the reserve camp pushed almost all the way through, and the devils no longer had the strength to put up any resistance.

If it was said that the devils still had the ability to fight back when Shen Biao and the others fought back, now they have completely lost the strength to resist, and only a hasty escape is left.

The pursuing brothers did not spare the slightest hand, and the bullets whistled, knocking the fleeing devil soldiers to the ground one by one, beating the devils to the ground, and hating their parents for having two legs.

The entire pursuit continued until nightfall, and the captain of the devil brigade, Takashi Hirayama, and nearly two hundred remnants of the devil were surrounded in Ohashi Village.

The rest of the Hirayama Brigade had either been killed on the battlefield or had been scattered and were being pursued by the guerrillas.

In just one day, the fully formed Hirayama Brigade was completely crippled by the suicide attacks of the two battalions of the guerrilla corps, and it was only a matter of time before they were annihilated.