Under the hazy sky, the defeated soldiers who retreated from the Songhu battlefield were like losing their souls, there were groups of three or five, and there were also entire battalions and companies, their faces were terrified, and they moved their tired bodies to run westward, and the atmosphere was dull and depressing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the morning, the direction of Kunshan was still rumbling and fighting fiercely, that was the army behind the palace was still fighting with the devil soldiers who caught up, but at noon, the troops blocking the palace were also defeated by the devils, and the rout retreated like a routed embankment, and the situation was even more severe.

The devil planes with plaster flags chased up in droves and swept over the low altitude, the airborne machine guns were like fire-breathing monsters with a piercing roar, the fleeing routs continued to raise blood mist, and people's bodies were constantly beaten through.

The cars full of wounded soldiers also became the focus of the devil's plane's care, the bullet's trajectory swept through the inside of a wail, the young students driving the car were broken by the bullets, the car overturned into the ditch on the side of the road, the devil's plane did not let go, circled and flew back and threw bombs, with a violent explosion, the car and the car full of wounded soldiers were shrouded in flames.

The fiery wounds ran out of the fire with a scream like killing pigs, and turned into a fireball, and by the time the devil plane left arrogantly, they had already been burned to charcoal, and even the air was filled with the smell of burning.

China's 700,000 defenders fought a bloody battle with the devils in the Shanghai area for three months, with more than 300,000 casualties and still fighting to the death, lacking ammunition and food, but they still bravely fought with the devils in the sea of corpses and blood.

However, the retreat order was repeated and hasty within a day, which caused the troops to be chaotic, and the breath that the Chinese defenders held in their hearts could no longer gather, and the great retreat turned into a major rout, and the road of rout became a killing ground for the devil soldiers.

The devil's pursuit force sent dozens of troops to make multiple detours, repeatedly interspersed, so that it was impossible for the defeated Chinese defenders to reorganize the defensive line, because they heard that the devils had already run to the front, and one by one they still had the heart to block the defense on the spot, and those who were bribed traitors were constantly guiding the devil's planes to bomb on the ground, causing the retreating troops to be even more chaotic and disorderly, and they were routed.

The devil planes with plaster flags walked wave after wave, and the defeated soldiers could only leave the main road and jump into the fields and run on the small roads in order to survive, so the figures of the defeated soldiers could be seen all over the mountains.

Some people are sleepy and hungry and can't run, so they can only go to the nearby villages to find food, but the people have long run away, and all the old people who stay are either unable to run or make traitors who have long been bought by the devils.

In the field swept by the cold wind, two teams one after the other were starting a chase game, more than 100 ghost soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition were chasing Yang Ling and they didn't let go, and they scolded their mothers when they were angry, but they had to run if they couldn't beat them, otherwise they would die.

Yang Ling had never felt that he was so embarrassed, he had nowhere to hold a fire in his heart, and he had the heart to turn around and fight with the devil, but his strength was not as good as that of people, and it had no effect except for increasing casualties, so he could only run, but the devil just stared at them, and he didn't let go.

They really made chickens fly and dogs jumped all the way around, and the rout soldiers who were hiding and resting along the way saw a large group of devils chasing after them, and they were so frightened that they ran away with guns, and they were really scared by the devils.

After three months of fighting on the battlefield in Songhu, the veterans had already died, and even the recruits who had been added to it had changed several times.

The ghost soldiers chasing Yang Ling and their rout were also tired enough, and the two sides chased me for almost an hour, and at this moment their legs were weak, and their speed was getting slower and slower, but they all gritted their teeth and persevered.

Lieutenant Yoshino tore off the button on his collar to make himself comfortable, his gloomy eyes staring at the hundreds of people hula in front of him, his teeth creaking.

Yang Ling They only had more than 20 people at the beginning, but there were too many soldiers along the way, and they all ran with them when they saw the devils coming, and now their team has grown to three or four hundred, a large area of hulala, so not mighty, not spectacular.

Although there are many of them, but they were beaten off by the devils, and they didn't dare to turn back in the face of more than a hundred devils, Yang Ling held back his anger and wanted to turn back, but there was no hidden place in this empty place, as long as the devils fired a few shots, they would definitely be reimbursed.

Bang!

"Give Lao Tzu to the woods in front of the left!" Yang Ling ran and found that there was a forest in front of him, and immediately pulled the bolt of the gun and fired a shot into the air and shouted loudly.

When the devil heard the gunshots, he habitually lay down on the spot, because the Chinese routs were about to counterattack, but they found that they were rushing to the woods in front of them, and immediately got up and chased after them.

At this moment, the defeated soldiers have lost their souls, where do they care who shouts to let them run to the woods, anyway, in line with the principle of safety of many people, all the hula people drill into the woods.

"Don't run the fuck, hide on the spot!" After entering the woods, the routs wanted to continue running, but were stopped by Yang Ling with a gun.

Now that they have the cover of the woods, and they have three or four hundred people, Yang Ling doesn't want to continue to run without his life.

"Block a fart, there are more than 100 devils, don't pull us if you want to die." There are routs who curse and scold, and they are about to cross Yang Ling and continue to run.

"Oops!" But as soon as he took a step, he was kicked to the ground by Liu Yidao, who was standing next to Yang Ling.

Liu Yidao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was carrying a bloodstained machete in his hand.

"There are only more than 100 devils, you are afraid of a fart, we have three or four hundred people, and one person will kill them with one shot!" As soon as Yang Ling reminded him, the running routs realized that Damn, when did we have so many people, and when they saw that there were many people, they suddenly felt confident in their hearts.

was already chased by the devil like a lost dog, and his heart was on fire, but now he saw that he didn't know when there were three or four hundred people on his side, and suddenly his neck was horizontal, and he became bold.

"Hit it! Lao Tzu can't run anyway. Platoon leader Qin Shou crossed his hands on his hips, panting and echoing loudly.

"Hide in place! Listen to my orders and fire again! Yang Ling didn't care whether the defeated soldiers agreed or not, and immediately ordered.

The so-called generals are brave, the defeated soldiers have been scattered, and without the command of the commander, they naturally have no soul, and now with the unquestionable order of Yang Ling, the company commander, they still subconsciously obey Yang Ling's order.

Although a few thorns still wanted to run, when they saw Liu Yidao standing beside Yang Ling with a cold face, they were also swallowing saliva, not wanting to be this bird.

Hundreds of routs all lay down in their own concealment, began to pull the bolt of their guns, and aimed their guns outside to prepare to fight.

The devil soldiers also rushed to the outside of the forest, and when they saw the routs rushing into the forest, they hesitated for a while, not knowing whether they should continue to chase, and how could Lieutenant Yoshino be willing to cook the duck to fly, so he ordered the devil soldiers to conduct fire reconnaissance.

More than a dozen devils raised their guns and pulled the trigger on the forest, and with the smoke of gunpowder rushing out of the muzzle, the whistling bullets crashed into the forest, crackling and splashing the stumps and leaves everywhere.

Seeing that there was no reaction in the forest, Lieutenant Yoshino waved his hand, and the devil soldier began to drill into the woods with his gun, preparing to continue the pursuit.

It's not that Lieutenant Yoshino is careless, but this group of routs has been chased by them for so long and didn't dare to turn back and fire a shot, in his opinion, this group of rabble has been frightened, and the victory has paralyzed Lieutenant Yoshino's brain, so he didn't expect Yang Ling to fight a counterattack in the woods at all.