"The little devil is here!"

A thin brother took a shortcut and, under the cover of a bunch of grass, rushed to a mound where a foxhole was dug and lay down.

"How many?"

Near this mound are three zigzag foxholes, guarded by three brothers in bloated cotton clothes, only about 150 meters away.

"There were forty or fifty people in front of them, all sitting on three-wheeled carts, and there were so many troops behind them that they couldn't see the end at a glance." The respouting brother said with a nervous face.

This time, the devil Gaoyou's troops almost poured out, and in the face of the huge devil army, such a large formation, this brother had seen it for the first time.

"Little devil, this is going to be desperate, shit." One of the brothers spat out the grass in his mouth, grabbed his gun, and loaded it with a click.

"Brothers, the old rule, one by one, aim and fight, and leave after the fight." The brother greeted the two foxhole brothers on the left and right.

"Look, see if I don't knock off the little devil's head as a night pot today."

The brother in the foxhole on the left loaded his rifle with a sneering bullet on his face, and aimed the muzzle of the black hole at the slightly trembling road.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and pass on the situation."

The brother who was watching the reconnaissance was still nervously lying there looking at the other end of the road, and the leader of the three-person guerrilla group urged angrily.

"Then you take it easy, leave after the fight, don't be wrapped up by the devil, there is no one to save you here." The investigating brother said uneasily.

"I said why are you so verbose, hurry up, don't affect us to fight devils." The guerrilla group leader spoke impatiently.

The scouting brother looked at the billowing smoke in the distance, turned and quickly headed for another attacking position behind him.

This area has long been sent by the Northern Jiangsu Corps to build countless field fortifications and foxholes.

Yang Ling also expected that the devils would be angry and launch a retaliatory attack north after learning that they had beaten Baoying.

Therefore, Yang Ling's task to Shen Biao was to rely on the deep field fortifications to block and consume the enemy on the spot, and delay the speed of the devil.

As long as their troops on the northern front come back to help in time, then with his means, when the guerrilla troops outflank, night attack, cut off the devil's retreat and other guerrilla means will be used, and the devil will have to pull out the skin if he does not die.

Although the strength of the devil army is strong, but Yang Ling really didn't pay attention to it, the majestic devil army is an elephant, it seems to be strong, but it also exposes its huge body, if you want to clean them up, you just need to keep bleeding them, there will always be times when the devil can't bear it.

And now the brothers under the command of the third battalion commander Shen Biao have dispersed into combat groups one by one and began to carry out their bloodletting mission.

The level of mechanization of the devil soldiers is high, and most of the time in places where there are roads, they are by car, and this time their forward troops are still the same, and they directly pounce on all mechanized to the north.

The devil's spearhead squad rode on the side three wheels, and the wheels were still spinning fast on the potholed road, and the devils on the bumpy car were about to jump out.

Looking at these devils speeding along the highway like a lightning speed, the brothers who were ambushed in the foxholes were envious, thinking that if a devil car was captured, they would also enjoy the ride.

But they quickly dispelled this idea, because even if they were captured, they would not be able to drive, and they were destined not to enjoy the blessing of the ride.

The leader of the guerrilla group watched as the side three-wheeled vehicle at the head of the Devil's Spearhead Team roared past the bare tree trunk, and the rope in his hand pulled violently.

Buried on the road was a 10-kilogram pull-and-hair mine, which exploded with such a sharp pull of the rope.

"Boom!"

In the large cloud of explosion smoke and mud and dust, a three-wheeled motorcycle that happened to pass by the devil suddenly rose into the air, and fell heavily into the ditch on the side of the road in the violent air wave, smashing the mud and splashing it all over the place.

The three-wheeled driver on the side of the devil and the other two devils who rode were also thrown out fiercely, and the iron nails and broken stones mixed in the mine were amazingly lethal in the strong explosion, and the three devils did not move after they landed.

"Youzhi man!"

"Hidden!"

The devil's spearhead squad was suddenly attacked, accompanied by the sound of squeaky brakes, the devil soldiers who rode on the side three wheels as the vanguard all got out of the car in a panic and pounced into the wild grass on both sides of the road, trying to fight back covertly.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the gun jumped sharply, and the shoulder of the butt was numb, and the bullet whistled out along the rifling.

"Poof!"

A devil who had just jumped off the side three wheels had barely run two steps when his body was crooked by a bullet that pierced his chest through a transparent hole.

Under the impact of the bullet, this devil staggered to stand firm, but in the end he still had no strength to support it, and his face hit the ground with a pop, and a cloud of smoke and dust was raised.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The other two brothers in the foxhole also opened fire at about the same time, and two whistling bullets crashed into the group of devils with the smell of death, splashing two more blood flowers, and two more devils fell to the ground.

The brothers in this guerrilla group were all veterans, and they fought steadily and fiercely, almost always hitting the target first, and the guerrilla group leader gave a thumbs up to the other two brothers.

"Puff puff!"

One of the devil's side three-wheeled motorcycles had turned around, and the devil's machine gunner on the car was pointing at the direction of the foxhole, and the mud pillars rose up one by one.

"Let's go!"

The guerrilla group leader saw that more than 20 devils with guns on the highway had already pounced on them with their guns in their hands, and without the slightest pause, they began to run with their guns in their hands.

The little devils all rely on the road to march, as long as they are not bitten by the bullets of the little devils, then the little devils will not chase too far from the road.

The three brothers gasped and ran away from the road, bullets whizzing past them, and more than twenty pursuing devils ran fast.

But the brothers were not ambiguous, in order to escape for their lives, they used all their strength to eat, and after running for more than ten minutes, the bullets that pursued them had disappeared, and the devil saw that he could not catch up, and he thought he was unlucky and returned to the highway.

"The devil is not chasing."

One of the brothers glanced behind him, and when he saw that the devils in the distance had stopped, he was cursing angrily, and he quickly turned back.

"Whew-huw-hu-"

The three brothers watched the imp retreat to the road, bent over with their hands on their knees and gasping for breath, looked at each other, laughed, and rejoiced that they had escaped the pursuit of the devil and that the first attack was successful.

"Let's go, change places."

The success of the ambush made the brothers smile and walk briskly.

As they hurried to the next attack site, there were loud explosions and thunderbolts from the direction of the road, and the rest of the brothers were fighting.