The night was thick, and the sudden sound of gunfire startled the ghost soldiers who were retreating behind the winding mountain road, and when the heart-rending screams rang out, they realized that they had been attacked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ghost soldiers who retreated from Minshan were indeed careless, they were outnumbered, and their successive victories in the Chinese battlefield made them seem to have grown taller out of thin air, and they were much more arrogant.

Although they retreated to the rear from the Minshan battlefield this time, they did not admit in their consciousness that this was a failed combat operation, mainly because of the lack of ammunition.

None of these exhausted devil soldiers had the consciousness of defeat, but thought that as long as they withdrew to Ruichang County, eliminated the Chinese army that attacked their rear, and replenished their weapons and ammunition, they would still fight back, and the victory would be theirs.

It is precisely because of various reasons that the ghost soldiers who evacuated along the winding mountain road did not have any panic, but swaggered with torches and flashlights, illuminating the entire mountain road transparently.

However, arrogance comes at a price, and the devil marching troops exposed to the light of torches and flashlights are natural targets at the moment, and the dense ranks crowded on the mountain roads can hit them without even the attacker's aim.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

"There's a man in the woods!"

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

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Although the retreating troops of the devils were careless, they could not hide their high tactical literacy, and they reacted quickly in just a few breaths.

"Bang!"

Just as the mountain road suddenly became noisy and boiling due to the sudden attack, the dull sound of gunfire rang out again.

Yang Ling's shoulder shook, and the scorching bullets had already erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and in the thick night, he could even see the orange-red trajectory of the bullet flying through the air.

A ghost soldier wearing a steel helmet who had just raised the 38 rifle over his shoulder suddenly jumped out of the back, and the bullet pierced his body, and he let out a painful wail and rolled into the darkness.

"Dada-"

The flames of the guns exposed Yang Ling's position, and two quickly erected crooked light machine guns roared, tongues of fire shone brightly, and stormy bullets poured towards Yang Ling.

The devil riflemen who were closer were not slow at all, they were also enraged, and they rushed to shoot, and for a while, countless streamers shot towards Yang Ling's position, and the gunfire on the mountain road was loud.

Yang Ling only fired two shots, and didn't even have a chance to fire a third shot, so he had to roll a few times to dodge the pouring bullets, and then quickly got up and evacuated.

In the darkness, the dense and violent bullets hit the branches and leaves in the high places, breaking and flying sideways, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and the place where Yang Ling had previously fallen was even more muddy and misty in the sound of puffing, and it was suddenly a mess.

Yang Ling carried his rifle and glanced back at the noisy mountain road in the firelight, revealing an indescribable cruel smile, the good show was still to come.

Under the protection of the guards, Nakasa Ono Ichiro squeezed through the stretchers that were crowded on the mountain road carrying wounded soldiers, and hurried to the attacking avant-garde troops.

"Stop shooting! Stop shooting! ”

The furious blow paused in Onoichiro's hoarse voice, and the mountain path suddenly became eerily quiet.

But the devil soldiers who were hiding in the trunks, stones, and lying on the ground were still vigilant and did not move as if they were facing a great enemy, and as long as there was any wind and grass in the woods, they could pull the trigger and kill each other at the first time.

Ichiro Ono hid behind a bush, staring at the dark woods where the mountain breeze floated, but there was no movement except for the rustling of branches.

The search team composed of more than a dozen devils quietly touched Yang Ling's previously hidden position, and in the explosion of several grenades, the devil soldiers rushed forward with bayonets fiercely.

But to the surprise of these devils, there was not even a ghost in the same place, except for the shallow pit blown out by the grenade and a mess of dead branches and leaves.

"Report to the captain, the people of China have fled." The second lieutenant of the devil held two picked up bullet casings in his hand and reported to Ichiro Ono.

Ono Ichiro took the two empty bullet casings that were obviously the caliber of their 38 rifles, and the muscles on his face full of flesh couldn't help twitching, and he attacked them with their rifles, obviously disgusting.

"Heighten your guard and keep going!" Ichiro Ono looked at the dark woods, almost gritting his teeth.

Although Ono Ichiro wanted to pull out the person who attacked them from the dark forest and break the body into pieces, he also knew that in such a mountainous area, and it was night, it was difficult to catch the other party.

After the attack, the devil troops continued to advance after a slight delay, and although one death and one serious injury did not hurt their muscles and bones, it also made them more vigilant.

Two squads of more than a hundred people from the devils were ordered to go to the front of the marching procession and were responsible for conducting fire reconnaissance on dangerous sections and dense woods along the way to ensure that there were no guerrilla ambushes.

The team was still moving forward with torches, but Ono Ichiro Nakasa was worried, did the escaped guerrilla really not come back?

Looking at the black ridges around the mountain road, he vaguely had a bad premonition, I am afraid that the road for the troops to withdraw to Ruichang overnight may not be so smooth.

Yang Ling and the others did not disappoint the retreating troops of the devils, and it was only less than ten minutes before the cold gun attack occurred.

A falling grenade smashed on the devil's steel helmet and made a clanging sound, and the surrounding devil soldiers saw something flying over, and subconsciously lay down.

But this time it was not a cold gun attack, but more than a dozen grenades that opened the safety and smoked white smoke, and the grenades gurgled beside the devils, rolling under their feet.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The grenade that fell into the devil soldier exploded violently, and in the dark night, a sky-high fire rose into the sky, and the rubble and dirt flew up, and the whistling shrapnel flew sideways, cutting a radius of twenty meters.

The ghost soldiers who were in the explosion range had no way to hide, and they watched as they were cut to pieces by the explosives, and a ghost soldier who was vigilantly watching was swept by the wave of qi, and suddenly the whole face was blurred with flesh and blood, embedded in hundreds of rubble the size of rice grains.

"Ahh Heart-rending screams echoed through the dark mountains, and it was terrifying to hear.

The power of the concentrated explosion of more than a dozen grenades was exerted to the extreme because of the dense marching team of the devils, and in the smoke and dust of the explosion, the devils were killed and injured all over the place, and some people were blown up and broke their legs and rolled on the ground and wailed.

There were also people who clutched their throats cut by the explosion and screamed, and the thick and warm blood kept spilling out from his fingers, and he couldn't live.

Many of the devil soldiers were in the center of the explosion, and they were blown up by the powerful shock wave, and they were drenched in blood, and their bodies were scattered with blood-stained mud......

The badly wounded devil soldiers were twitching and moaning on the ground, blood was gurgling out, the smoke was dissipating, and the smell of blood was becoming stronger.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Dada-Da-"

The lying devils around were shooting wildly into the darkness around them, the bullets whizzed into the darkness, and countless branches and dead grass were shattered and broken, but the attackers had already thrown the grenades and ran away.