In the barrage of gunsmoke, Captain Uenomura pushed away the corpse of the devil soldier pressed on him in embarrassment, and as far as the eye could see, it was red, and the two artillery squads had fallen in a pool of blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The injured ghost soldiers were curled up on the ground at the moment, wailing in pain, and the terrible tragic situation on the verge of despair made the devil captain's facial muscles twitch and tremble violently.

"Damn the Shina people!" Captain Devil pulled out his Southern pistol from the holster at his waist and aimed it at the gray figure rushing through the smoke.

Bang -

One of the Chinese soldiers at the front didn't notice the Devil Captain lying behind the hillside, the bullet hit him in the chest, he looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, and felt the strength in his body running out quickly.

Bang bang - the Chinese soldier's body had two more blood holes, blood gushed out, he glanced at the devil captain who was lying down more than ten meters away, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Brother Zhang!" Liu Yidao saw that the brother who rushed in front was knocked to the ground, and hurriedly fell to the ground, his eyes red and shouted.

Yang Ling held the crooked light machine gun and fell a few meters away, and he also saw the devil officer hiding behind the dirt slope, and angrily raised the muzzle of the gun to see a shuttle bullet past.

The captain who killed a Chinese soldier was particularly angry, and was about to pull the trigger and aim again, but Yang Ling's machine gun rang out, and the clattering noise pierced the eardrum.

The muzzle of the gun spewed out tongues of fire, and the bullet shrouded the devil captain lying on the ground with a vengeful rage, and the bullet casings jumped briskly and burst out, and the devil captain's hand holding the southern pistol trembled involuntarily, and his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which dissipated, and a cloud of blood mist popped out, and finally the pistol could no longer hold it and fell to the ground.

Yang Ling was especially puzzled when he ran out of a magazine, picked up a devil's 38 rifle, pulled the bolt and shot as he walked, each shot hit the devil's captain's body, and his body was splashed with blood as he trembled.

The devil captain was originally screaming miserably, but when Yang Ling ran out of five bullets in the chamber of the rifle, he was already out of breath, his whole body was beaten to pieces, and his head was unwilling to lie on the ground.

Poof! The cold bayonet was shining, and it stabbed into the corpse that was already bloody and fleshy, pulled it out and stabbed it again, the bayonet was stained with blood, Yang Ling sat on the ground panting, looked at the corpse of the unrecognizable devil captain, and couldn't help but kick it fiercely.

Yang Ling vented the resentment and anger in his heart, he was just getting back a little interest for countless dead brothers, and Liu Yidao and the others couldn't help but shudder when they watched Yang Ling stab the devil with a knife, damn, it's too ruthless.

The two fifteen-man artillery squads of the devil were completely wiped out, and none of the signal soldiers and executive officers, including the devil's captain Uenomura, survived.

For those who were injured and did not die, the devil soldiers did not need Yang Ling to order Liu Yidao and others to end their lives with bayonets, since they chose to set foot on this land with weapons, then they are invaders, and they should have the consciousness of being killed.

The fierce fighting outside the town made Lieutenant Yoshino in the town frown, how could there be a battle outside? Could it be that the Chinese army broke through? But they were compressed on North Street in the town.

Lieutenant Yoshino could not judge the exchange of fire outside the town and immediately sent a communications officer out to investigate.

When the communications disappeared from view, Lieutenant Yoshino once again commanded grenadiers and mortars to bombard the several courtyards where the defenders were entrenched.

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Liu Yidao and the others had run out of ammunition, and they were hurriedly pulling ammunition from the devil at the moment, and the southern pistol dropped by the devil captain had also become Yang Ling's trophy.

There is no doubt that this was another small victory, killing more than 40 people of the devil soldiers, although it was the devil artillery and command staff who attacked, to be prepared for the fight, but it was also a victory.

Liu Yidao's body was full of trophies, devil's bullets, kettle shoes, everything, Yang Ling was tired for him, but he still had the strength to shout: "Fuck your hands and feet, the devil's reinforcements are coming, hurry up and retreat!"

"Platoon commander, what's going on with this cannon?" Someone ran to Liu Yidao and pointed at the devil's Type 92 infantry cannon arranged in the shallow pit, and was worried.

"You pig brain, I blew up everything I couldn't take away, do you want to leave it to the devil to continue to fight us, hurry up and blow it up with a grenade."

"Yes!" The soldier who had been instructed touched two grenades and was about to stuff them into the barrel, but Yang Ling stopped them in time.

"Are there any shells?" Yang Ling asked.

The soldier pointed to the wooden box next to him: "There is a whole box, and it can't be moved."

Yang Ling walked over and opened the ammunition box to see, and sure enough, there was a box of high-explosive bombs, a full twelve.

"Here's a hand, carry it over there." Yang Ling beckoned to the soldiers, and together they lifted it to the Type 92 infantry gun.

Liu Yidao was about to withdraw, and when he saw Yang Ling carrying the heavy ammunition box, he couldn't understand it, so he ran over and asked, "Company commander, what are you doing?"

"It's a pity that so many shells exploded directly, and it couldn't be more suitable for bombarding devils."

Hearing Yang Ling's mention, Liu Yidao smiled: "Let's let the little devil taste the taste of being bombed," but he quickly grimaced, although this cannon looks good, but they won't use it, if they don't get it right, it will hit their own people.

Yang Ling raised his eyes and looked at Liu Yidao, who had a sad face, and ordered: "Put the guard fifty meters away, cover me for shooting, leave two loaders, and I will operate."

Seeing Yang Ling's confident look, Liu Yidao's bitter face bloomed with a smile, and he immediately shouted at the rest of the people to be vigilant.

"Give me a cannonball." After Yang Ling checked that the infantry cannon was intact, he commanded the loader.

A high-explosive bomb clattered and stood on the starting line, Yang Ling quickly shook the cradle to adjust the angle, aimed at the direction of the mortar fire in the town, and pulled down the excitation rope fiercely.

A puff of smoke rose from the muzzle of the gun, and a 70-millimeter high-explosive bomb whizzed out, and the tractor shook violently, and the hoe was deeply embedded in the earth.

The two soldiers who were in charge of serving as loaders for Yang Ling just felt Weng's voice, and then they were enveloped in the swept smoke, dust and sand.

Rumble! The cannonball hit a courtyard wall, and the strong air wave of the explosion directly collapsed the wall, and the crumbling and shattered masonry floating soil directly buried several devil soldiers who were shooting forward against the wall.

"Yaga!" Seeing the artillery in the rear suddenly open fire and bombarding his own people, Lieutenant Yoshino, whose face was blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, was about to jump up in anger.

"Come again!" Yang Ling shouted, and another cannonball slipped into the chamber.

Thundered! The debris flew around like rain, the smoke and dust were stirred everywhere, the devils were blown up and ran around, hiding in all directions, and several devils were directly hit, and their thighs and bodies were separated by several meters.

"Damn, why do devils beat their own people?" When the devil's cannon sounded, Li Tiezhu was frightened, and he was about to go back to dodge the cannon, but he found that the shell was like having eyes and was specifically attacking the direction of the devil's attack, and he was immediately happy.

"Li Tiezhu, you kid is looking for death, tell the brothers to retreat, don't be bombed by mistake!" Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, grinned, it must have been Yang Ling and they succeeded, listening to the crying father and mother of the little devil outside who was bombed, the comfort in his heart.