The ghost soldiers have long lost the vigor they had when they set out from Gaoyou, and they were also exhausted from repeated battles, and their mental and physical strength were greatly consumed.

In particular, when it comes to encircling and suppressing the guerrillas in this rural area, they are fighting in the mud and water almost every day, and they are all disgraced, and their uniforms are dirty and torn, like a flower child.

Now these devils have become a little numb, even the shouts of killing have become weak, and they are almost mechanically chasing the guerrillas.

The guerrillas were caught in the encirclement and interception of the little devils, and the situation was not good, and the situation of the little devils was not much better.

Because the road from Gaoyou to Baoying was dug up, although the devils temporarily dispatched some boats to transport weapons and ammunition from the canal to Baoying to support the operation.

But in order to maintain a strong firepower advantage, the devil's ammunition replenishment can't keep up with the speed of consumption at all, and now the ammunition in the hands of the devil soldiers has almost been hit, but the replenishment has not yet been sent.

Fortunately, with the narrowing of the encirclement, the guerrillas who rushed left and right had been compressed into a small area by them, and it was only a matter of time before they were completely annihilated.

Looking at the guerrilla officers and soldiers running in front of them, the devil soldiers were like hungry wolves with green eyes, although they were also tired, they still howled and pursued one by one, and from time to time they raised and shot.

The guerrilla brethren who were sheltering behind the palace were still carrying guns in their hands, but they had no more bullets, so they could only pant and run towards the village, letting the bullets whizz past their ears.

Some brothers were shot through their bodies while running, and blood was splashed, and under the effect of running inertia, they often ran a few steps forward before rolling to the ground.

Although the surviving brothers could not protect themselves from crossing the river by mud bodhisattvas, when they saw that their brothers had been shot and fell to the ground, they had no time to stop and bandage their wounds, so they could only run on their backs, or someone ran on their backs.

Although the brothers knew that this would slow them down and they would be overtaken by the little devils, they did not want to abandon their brothers.

"Let go of me, let go... You run ....."

The brother who was shot was jolted and carried on his back, and he knew that this would put the brothers in danger, and he tried to get the brothers to let go of him and escape alive.

"Don't talk nonsense, how can we throw our brothers to devils!"

In the rain of bullets and bullets of the devils, these surviving brothers dragged the brothers who had been shot one by one to run towards the village.

"Block the shot, stop the little devil!"

The blacksmith who retreated to the village first saw that the devil had run into their range, and the blacksmith hurriedly ordered the brothers to cover the shooting.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! ”

The machine gunners on the roofs fired steady short shots, and the scorching bullets flew over the heads of the retreating brethren with a deadly breath towards the devils.

"Poof!"

The fiercest devil who rushed with a bayonet burst out of his chest with a cloud of blood mist, and fell to the ground trembling all over.

The brethren with rifles in their hands also opened fire, aiming at the little devils who were catching up and pulling the trigger.

The devil soldiers fell down in a strange posture, and the devils behind did not dare to hold up, and they all dodged with standard tactical movements, half-crouching and returning fire.

Just as the bullet blocked the devil's blink of an eye, the brothers behind the palace also rushed into the village, one by one they were already exhausted and paralyzed, and they fell to the ground and only gasped for breath.

The gunfire became intense, and the devils desperately wanted to rush into the village, but the brothers who leaned against the wall desperately blocked it, and the wall was splashed with smoke and dust.

Now the brethren have some clutter and walls in the village as shelter, and the little devil is unsheltered in the fields outside the village, which makes the little devil suffer greatly.

Although the little devil attacked fiercely for a while, under the command of the blacksmith, the brothers stubbornly resisted, and the devil finally left dozens of corpses and temporarily withdrew from the shooting range.

"Stop shooting!"

Seeing that the little devil had retreated, the blacksmith ordered the brothers to cease fire, after all, ammunition was limited, and they had to save money.

"Watch out for the artillery, and watch the sentry on the roof."

At the blacksmith's order, the brothers who were still leaning against the wall and shooting at the devil just now evacuated their original battle positions one after another, each looking for some strong places to prepare to avoid the bombardment of the devil.

The two observation sentries with the captured Cao Changjing around their necks quickly climbed onto the roof and lay down, raising Cao Changjing to observe the movements of the devils.

"Woohoo—"

The devil's attack failed, and the shells followed closely and smashed over.

"Boom! Bang! ”

The devil's shells fell on the side of the courtyard wall, and in the smoke of the explosion, the courtyard wall that was beaten by the wind and rain collapsed with a roar.

And the tiles on the tiled houses also fell like rain under this violent tremor, and for a time the smoke and smoke were stirred, enveloping the brothers.

The devil's shells were almost exhausted, and only a less intensive round of shelling of the village had to be stopped.

"The little devil is out of stock."

The brethren and the little devil have been at war all the time, and they have an intuitive feeling of the intensity of the little devil's firepower.

At the beginning, the artillery fire of the little devils was overwhelming, infantry artillery, mortars, anti-aircraft artillery, machine guns, and grenadiers took turns to fight, so that the brothers could not raise their heads, and almost a round of artillery fire, most of them were killed and wounded.

Moreover, the devil's high-explosive bombs, incendiary bombs, and even white phosphorus bombs are available, and now that they have been fighting for so long, the devil's shelling is getting weaker and weaker, and the types of ammunition are much less, so that the brothers know that the devils are almost exhausted of ammunition.

Now the shelling of the devils is also heard, and in the face of the brothers who have rich experience in anti-artillery, unless some unlucky people are directly hit by the devils, the casualties caused to the brothers are already negligible.

After the bombardment of the devils, the grizzled brothers got up from the hiding brothers one after another, ready to meet the little devils who rushed up.

After all, the tactics of the little devils are just such three-plank axes, the artillery bombards the infantry, the infantry can't rush down, the artillery bombards again, and the brothers are already ripe for the melons.

However, after the bombardment of the devils, the brothers waited for a long time and did not see the infantry of the little devils rushing up, which made them a little unaccustomed to it.

"The devil probably won't be able to move, the observation post will pay attention to the situation of the devil, and the rest of the brothers will seize the time to rest and replenish their strength."

Seeing through the binoculars that the little devil's infantry did not come up, the first battalion commander blacksmith finally breathed a sigh of relief.

has been fighting with high intensity, making his nerves as tight as a tightrope, and the devils are chasing and intercepting them, so that they dare not stay, and they have been in the process of breaking through and fighting.

Now that the little devils are no longer attacking, they can finally rely on this village to temporarily take a breath, eat something to replenish their strength, and wait until it gets dark to break through.

"Battalion commander, the people in the village have long run out."

At this moment, the adjutant dog Yu also returned, panting and reporting the situation to the battalion commander blacksmith.

"No one?" Hearing that there were no more people in the village, the blacksmith was also stunned.

After ping up for so long, the people of the village were already scared to go out and hide, and the blacksmiths naturally couldn't see the people when they came.

Although this would prevent the people from being accidentally injured in the fighting, it also meant that the blacksmiths could not get food to replenish the village and treat the wounded.