Chapter 492: Victory

Courage is contagious, and the veterans rushed up the mountain trail with bayonets, and their bravery emboldened the recruits who had just enlisted. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahh Come on! ”

The recruits also jumped out with a shout, and rushed up the mountain road with those tall and thin figures, like a torrent, unstoppable.

The mountain road was already in shambles, with dead mules and horses lying in the middle of the road, and blood-stained devil soldiers lying behind ammunition boxes in strange postures.

The supplies and ammunition transported by the Devil's Baggage Brigade exploded in the roaring shock wave, falling, tumbling, falling all over the ground and in disarray.

The sky was gray, the smoke was rising and filling, and the machine guns with hot barrels were still spitting tongues of fire, shattering bodies, blowing out a mist of blood, and rubble flying all over the sky.

"Defense! Defense! ”

"The third squad takes the hillside on the left!"

"The fifth squad fights back on the spot!"

......

With a dirty layer of dirt on his shoulders, the devil lieutenant tried to keep himself calm and allow the attacked troops to form a fighting force.

He had already judged from the sound of gunfire that the number of Chinese soldiers who attacked them was about five or six hundred, and although they were heavy soldiers, there were more than 400 of them, and their combat effectiveness was not weak.

As long as they stabilize their positions and form a stalemate with these Chinese troops who ambushed them, then the main force in the direction of Minshan will send reinforcements, and maybe they can eat this Chinese army in turn.

The idea of the devil lieutenant is very good, but the reality is very cruel, the ambush troops commanded by Yang Ling have already begun to charge, ready to defeat them in one go.

As far as the eye could see, there were Chinese soldiers charging everywhere, they were hideous and brave, which shrouded the heart of the devil lieutenant with a layer of haze.

When did the Chinese army become so brave and fearless? Their indomitable momentum makes people's hearts palpitate.

But at this moment, the second lieutenant of the devil is no longer allowed to think too much, the captain is killed, he is the temporary commander, and he has to be responsible for the entire transport team.

"Machine gun cover! Throw away the supplies and everyone retreat into the woods! ”

The second lieutenant quickly made a decision, he was a live target on this unobstructed mountain road, and he had to build a defense in the forest next to the mountain road.

"Dada-"

With a grim-faced face, the machine gunner put the machine gun on a corpse with a roar and pulled the trigger on the oncoming Chinese soldier.

The short and powerful three-shot short-point fire is very rhythmic, and in such a noisy and chaotic battlefield, the devil machine gunner still maintains absolute composure and calm.

"Puff-"

"Ugh!"

"Ahh

The hot bullets pierced through the smoke with a sharp whistling sound, piercing the bodies of several brothers, who staggered in pain and fell to the ground.

"I'm your mother!" A brother in the machine gun platoon yelled at the fact that holding a Czech light machine gun was a shuttle bullet.

The bullets bounced and popped, so that the Devil Heavy had to bow his head and close his eyes, and the splashes of mud and sand made his cheeks burn with pain.

"Let's go!"

The devil machine gunner did not return fire, he turned around with a crooked light machine gun to move the place, he was experienced, and he knew very well in his heart that he had attracted enough hatred now, and staying here any longer would only become a live target.

The devil's machine gunner wanted to leave, but Yang Ling, who was charging, how could they let him go.

Wang Zikun stopped suddenly, and with a bang, the bullet hit the chamber, and raised the gun to shoot at the devil machine gunner, and the bullet hit his thigh, making the devil machine gunner stumble.

"Shhh

The Devil Heavy staggered to the ground and rolled behind the dead mule and horse, and a string of popping bullets sent the mud flying and nearly killed him.

The little devils relied on debris, grass, and corpses fought and retreated, and the brothers shot while rushing.

The devil tried to distance himself, but the brothers stuck hard, and the distance between the two sides became closer and closer.

The blast of grenades and grenades buzzed in the ears, and the devil's fragile line of defense shrank in waves of tremors, retreated, and shrunk again, like a small boat in a stormy sea, crumbling.

The bullets were still flying, the blood was soaring, the fog was flying, and the figure of the devil was rolling in a hurry to avoid the return fire.

But in the dense and irregular constant explosions, they were constantly blown into bloody corpses.

The gunfire of the whole mountain road was dense and noisy, roaring, cursing, groaning, and screaming one after another, and before the second lieutenant of the devil could retreat to the forest to stabilize his position, most of the two squadrons were killed or wounded.

The devil lieutenant overestimated the strength of his subordinates, although he was well-trained, but in the face of Yang Ling, who did not play his cards according to common sense, it was destined to be a tragedy.

The remaining devils wanted to retreat and rely on the terrain to fight a protracted battle, waiting for reinforcements, but the charging brothers had quickly stuck to them and engaged them in close combat, so that the devils had to fight passively.

The slow-running devil soldiers were divided into groups on the narrow mountain road, and before they could assemble, they were already close to each other.

These encircled devils were back to back, like prey encircled, and the brethren circled around them with their shiny bayonets.

Taking advantage of the little devil's inattention, the bayonet stabbed out, and there was an extra blood hole on the devil's body in an instant.

There are little devils who are surrounded and still grinning blindly, and those recruits don't dare to do anything around the devils, but when they see the veteran stabbing out, they all rush up.

The sound of more than a dozen bayonets popping into the flesh made people's ears sour, and the ruthless devil let out a painful scream, and was soon stabbed into a sieve, and fell to the ground limply.

Looking at the tragic situation of those companions who were surrounded, although the ghost soldiers who were a little far away were lying down and shooting, they also felt creepy.

"Retreat! Fall back! ”

The devil lieutenant finally couldn't hold it anymore, and he wanted to run away with more than a hundred devils in a hurry.

But Yang Ling had already made arrangements, and as soon as they ran out of a distance of more than 100 meters, they were greeted by a dense rain of bullets, so don't let it go.

The company commander Wang Huzi came out of the forest with a brother who rushed out, ran to the group of devil soldiers who were killed and wounded everywhere, and began to replenish the guns in a hurry, and blood splashed.

The death of the devil lieutenant and the more than 100 devils was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the general trend was gone, and those devils who were still stubbornly resisting on the mountain road began to flee in all directions in a panic.

"Fuck, catch up! Slaughtered! ”

Looking at the devil stragglers who rolled into the ditch and drilled into the forest, even the platoon commanders shouted, and the brothers beat the water dogs one after another and began to pursue.

"It's really not fun, why is this little devil so unbeaten?"

Wang Huzi looked at the dead devil soldiers, crossed his hands on his waist, and said cool words.

The grizzled blacksmith said angrily: "You go to Minshan to meet the devil's combat troops, and see who is not beaten?" ”

Wang Huzi smiled: "Lao Tzu didn't go to touch that moldy head." ”

It's not that he hasn't fought with the little devil's combat troops, every time he has suffered heavy casualties, and he has already learned the strength of the devil's main combat force.

"Hey, don't say it, we're getting rich again this time."

Wang Huzi pry open an ammunition box with his hand, and looked at the shiny new guns and bullets, as if he had smeared honey in his heart.

Even if these new guns and ammunition are not needed, they can be exchanged for several meals of meat on the black market.

The two devils' baggage squadrons transported a lot of weapons, ammunition, and supplies, and the entire mountain road was piled up, and the brothers who had won the battle were so happy that they couldn't keep their mouths together.

Some have even begun to pry cans into their mouths, and some people have thrown away the broken guns in their hands and began to select the devil's 38 big lids, and by the way, they put bullets in their pockets.