The intertwined lines of fire and the flash of explosions made the thick night look particularly hideous, and the cries of the screaming and wailing puppet army rolling all over the ground were mixed with the dense gunfire, which seemed particularly penetrating.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Grenades kept falling on the paddy fields, and in the flickering flashes of light, pillars of mud were blown up.

The puppet soldiers who jumped into the paddy fields in a panic were not embarrassed, and from time to time they were blown away by the strong air waves of the explosion, and they were covered with blood and muddy water.

"Da Da Da-"

The ferocious and cunning Czech light machine gun spewed scarlet tongues of fire, sweeping and striking vertically, clearing all living creatures in the firing range.

In the quiet night, there was a sudden uproar, and the puppet soldiers dodged in panic in the whizzing bullets, rolling, and many of them lay on the ground and trembled with fear, and almost burrowed into the ground.

Yang Ling and they are from the regular army, whether it is the will to fight or the tactical coordination, how can these rabble puppet armies be able to resist.

In the smoke of the black miasma, the puppet army wanted to raise their guns to fight back at first, but in the face of Yang Ling's crossfire network of several machine guns, as long as their machine guns rang off, they would be immediately crushed.

Several companies of puppet soldiers suffered heavy casualties in Yang Ling's first round of blows, and those who were still alive were also terrified, lying on the ground and not daring to raise their heads.

The puppet army battalion commander Zhang Lezi originally thought that Zhang Liechen had set up an ambush, and he was so angry that he wanted to fight back.

But when he forced two companies of puppet troops to try to counter-charge and were beaten to pieces, he realized that something was wrong, how could Zhang Liechen and his group of remnants be so powerful?

"Battalion, battalion commander, it must be the main force of the other guerrillas coming, run quickly, if you don't run, you will be made dumplings-"

The puppet army company commander's hat was worn crookedly on his head, and when he heard the screams of the wounded soldiers of the puppet army lying on the road wailing and rolling, his face turned pale with fright.

"Fuck, trash! What are you running, we are nearly a thousand brothers! Something that doesn't make a difference! ”

Zhang Lezi kicked the panicked puppet army company commander to the ground and cursed viciously.

"Steady! Steady! I'm holding them back here, you, hurry back to find Taijun, and let them help! Let's just say that we bit the main forces of the partisans! ”

Zhang Lezi also knew that the guerrilla column that ambushed them might send reinforcements to Qinghe Town, but he was unwilling to withdraw in such a gloomy manner, and hurriedly dragged a puppet army.

"Yes, yes......"

The puppet soldier who had received Zhang Lezi's order hurriedly turned around, burrowed into the darkness behind him, and headed straight for Qinghe Town, twenty miles away.

Yang Ling caught the puppet army by surprise, but the puppet army was also very tenacious, and in the shouting of Zhang Lezi, they actually experienced the initial panic and gradually stabilized their position.

Looking at the puppet armies that began to fight back sporadically, Yang Ling's brows furrowed, he thought that the combat effectiveness of these puppet armies was not strong, and a round of firepower could defeat them.

But now it seems that he underestimated the strength of this puppet army, and it turned out to be a little stronger than he imagined.

Seeing that since the puppet army was so strong, Yang Ling was also relieved, no wonder Zhang Liechen and they couldn't hold on to the strong fortifications and trenches in Qinghe Town, it seemed that they were still a little light on the enemy.

"Beard—"

After Yang Ling knocked over a puppet soldier who had returned fire with one shot, he quickly fell back into the dirt pit and shouted not far away.

After Wang Huzi heard Yang Ling's shout, he quickly rushed over: "Tuanzao, what are your orders?"

Yang Ling pointed to the puppet army that had not been dispersed and said: "These puppet troops are quite capable of fighting, you bring two platoons of brothers to give them from the flank and disperse them!"

"Yes!"

The king's beard became murderous, and with a shout, the brothers of the two platoons joined him and pounced on the puppet army from the flank.

"Boom! Thundered! ”

Wang Beard and their grenades opened the way, and strings of grenades were thrown out first, exploding above the heads of the puppet soldiers lying on the ground.

The lethality of the grenade exploded in the air was amazing, and the puppet army lying on the ground suffered, and under the splashing and flying explosions, there was a wail.

"Rush!"

Wang Huzi took the lead with a shell gun, and before the smoke cleared, he launched a fierce charge.

"Bang bang bang-"

He shot out the twenty bullets in the shell gun in one go, blood splashed, and the puppet army standing in front of him suddenly fell.

"Puff-"

The brothers who followed Wang Huzi also rushed and fought, and under the dense bullets, the puppet army on the flank was suddenly rushed to pieces.

A puppet soldier had just put his rifle to his shoulder and was about to shoot at the rushing brothers, but before he could pull the trigger, a stray bullet burst his head.

The spurting of blood and brains sprayed the face of a puppet soldier behind him, smelling the disgusting smell of blood, and the puppet army immediately leaned over and vomited.

"Run, run! We're surrounded! ”

In the face of the murderous Wang Huzi who rushed from the flank, the remaining puppet army saw their companions constantly being shot and fell to the ground, and their fragile nerves finally collapsed, and they got up and ran back.

One of the puppet soldiers ran away in fright, and the other puppet soldier who was still about to shoot saw that he had lost cover, and he also cursed in a low voice, turned around and ran away with his gun.

The collapse on the battlefield can have a ripple effect, especially if it is fully suppressed.

In this thick night, bullets whizzed around, and the smoke of gunpowder spread, in such a dark night, the puppet soldiers already felt weak in their hearts, and when they saw someone on the flank, where did they have the heart to continue to stay in place and wait for death.

"Run, run, run! Resist! The Imperial Army will soon arrive—"

The puppet army battalion commander Zhang Lezi saw that his team was in chaos, and he was so angry that he screamed.

But there were gunshots and explosions everywhere, and in such a dark night, his shouts were not at all serious, and the puppet soldiers were running one after another.

"Rush! Avenge the fallen brethren! ”

Yang Ling had been observing the situation of the puppet army, and when he saw that Wang Huzi's flank attack had an effect, he roared excitedly.

The brothers who were shooting on their stomachs took out their bayonets and put them on their muzzles with a click, jumped up, and rushed down the gentle slope with their bayonets glowing with cold light.

And the officers and soldiers of those guerrillas saw Yang Ling and their people rushing out, and after a little hesitation, they all roared and hurried up.

The shouts of hundreds of people resounded in the dark night, and there were many dark shadows in the night, and the puppet army who couldn't figure out the situation didn't know how many enemies they encountered, but there were a lot of them.

Yang Ling's charge became the last straw that crushed the puppet army, and they no longer had the heart to resist, so they rushed to flee one after another.

"Battalion commander, run!"

The puppet army battalion commander Zhang Lezi originally wanted to shout and resist, but when he saw countless officers and soldiers with bayonets rushing over in the firelight, he was also frightened.

"Withdraw, withdraw—"

Zhang Lezi didn't dare to resist now, and under the escort of several puppet soldiers, regardless of the dead and wounded subordinates, he ran in the direction of Qinghe Town.

"Poof! Burst! ”

The puppet soldiers were running in a mess, bullets were flying around, and the puppet soldiers were constantly being hit by bullets chasing from behind and fell into a pool of blood.

The so-called defeat was like a mountain, seeing that the companions beside him were constantly shot and fell to the ground, and the bullets that were urging the lives made the living puppet soldiers so frightened that their souls were gone, and no one cared about it, so they ran wildly.

Yang Ling, how could they let go of this opportunity to beat the water dog, and they chased and beat them fiercely.

From the beginning of the battle to the defeat of the puppet army, it took more than ten minutes, and nearly a thousand puppet troops scattered and fled.

The officers and men of the guerrillas were killed by the puppet army during the day, and many of their comrades were killed by the puppet army during the day, and they were all in high spirits at this moment, and they launched a pursuit with red eyes, until the collapsed puppet army cried and cried.