"Boom, boom, boom—"

A deafening explosion sounded, and the devil sped on the side three-wheeled motorcycle in front of him, which crushed the mines planted by the partisan brothers, and was immediately blown away in the skyrocketing fire.

"Squeak-" The piercing sound of brakes sounded, and I saw the explosion and fire rising in front, and the drivers of the devil convoy behind slammed on the brakes.

Kuroda Ichiro was in a hurry to go to the outskirts of Yuzhuang to surround the guerrillas, so the speed of the convoy was fast.

Now with such a sudden braking, several cars didn't have time to react and collided together, with a continuous clanging sound and firelight.

The puppet soldiers and devils who rode inside were all shaking violently and falling to the ground, cursing again and again.

Before they could jump out of the car, several of the devil vehicles that entered the ambush circle were overturned into the ditch on the side of the road in the light of the explosion, and for a while thick smoke billowed and screamed incessantly.

"Hit!"

Seeing that the devil was blown up by the buried mine, Yang Ling decisively gave the order to shoot.

"Dada-"

For a while, rifles, light and heavy machine guns began to shoot at the devils from both sides of the road, and the intertwined rain of bullets immediately knocked down a large part of the devils and the puppet army.

"Yaga! Shoot! ”

The officers of the devil were also in danger, although the bullets were raining down, but they relied on the corpses for a long time, and the cars began to resist and fight back.

"Poof!"

The whistling bullets continued to envelop the devil, a puff of blood mist filled the air, and the car was clattered and sparks flew everywhere.

In the face of attacks on both sides of the road, many puppet soldiers subconsciously wanted to return fire in the shallow pits on the side of the road and in the barren grass.

However, in these places, many mines were also laid, and many puppet soldiers stepped on them and were blown up into the sky, and for a time the roads rained bullets and smoke, and the battle became fierce in an instant.

The devils are well-trained in the end, and the puppet soldiers are rushing around in a hurry and shouting, and then they are knocked down by bullets.

However, after stabilizing his position, the little devils actually began to counterattack the ambush position on the east side under the cover of machine guns, and more than 100 gray-faced devil soldiers screamed and pounced on them with bayonets.

"Puff puff—"

A barrage of machine-gun bullets swept across the upper edge of the trench, sending dirt flying and forcing the brothers to duck and duck.

When they raised their heads, these little devils who pounced on them were within a hundred meters, and when they saw so many cold and shining bayonets, many brothers began to feel weak in their hearts.

"Grenadier, cover, machine-gun suppressed fire!" Yang Ling calmly gave the order.

Last time, they captured a lot of grenadiers from the little devils, although there were a little fewer grenades, but they were also heavy firepower.

The battalion's grenadier platoon moved quickly, grenades whizzing over the heads of the brethren and smashing into the front of the position.

In fact, the grenadiers of the guerrillas are not comparable to the little devils, but now at such a close distance, it is a covering shot, although many of them hit far, and some of them hit closer, but some still fell into the group of devils.

The grenade exploded with a bang, and the fingernail-sized exploding piece was fiercely embedded in the body of the devil in the sweeping air wave, and it immediately exploded into a vacuum zone.

But this did not scare the little devils, they were only slightly stunned, and then pounced on them with bared teeth.

I have to say that these devil soldiers with resolute and cold faces are very tenacious in their will to fight, but no matter how powerful you are, you are just flesh and blood.

"Teng Teng Teng—"

The heavy machine gun also turned its muzzle, and the metal bullet cut into the charging group of devils like sharp knives, and where the ballistic plowed, the flesh and blood flew around.

More than 100 devils who pounced on them with bayonets were beaten in an instant, and they were killed and wounded.

On the other side of the road, it was similar, and the puppet troops of the two companies also launched a counterattack against the guerrilla officers and soldiers on the other side, but their attack was much smaller, and they almost fell down after two steps.

Taking advantage of the fact that the fire of the guerrillas on both sides was attracted by the counterattacking troops, the disgraced Kuroda Ichiro commanded the devils who stayed on the road to quickly set up machine guns and mortars, and even the infantry guns were unloaded from the vehicles.

"Boom! Bang! ”

Shells exploded near the trenches on both sides of the road, and many of the guerrilla officers and men who were firing were immediately torn apart, and their positions were enveloped in gunsmoke.

In the blink of an eye, the light and heavy machine guns that were still ferocious were blown over, and the firepower suddenly weakened, and those suppressed devils rushed up one after another.

"Blow the trumpet, charge!"

Yang Ling knew that the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas lacked firepower superiority, so they had to stick to it close to avoid being bombarded by artillery fire, after all, the devil could not bomb his own people.

The loud sound of the military horn suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and although the guns and cannons were constantly sounding, every brother could hear it clearly.

"Kill—"

The earth-shattering shouts of murder rang out from the throats of the brothers, who leaped out with bayonets in one hand and trenches in the other.

Countless sturdy bodies looked like tigers descending the mountain, and bumped into the devils who pounced on them.

When the devil saw that the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas also jumped out of the trench with bayonets, they immediately shouted excitedly, after all, they still had full confidence in their stabbing skills.

"Bang bang bang-"

But before these little devils could be happy, the brothers who rushed to the front row raised their guns and shot one after another.

Shooting while moving is a training subject for the guerrillas, and now they are shooting while rushing, and a row of bullets is swept out head-on, and the little devils who are only a few dozen meters away have no chance to hide, and they are shot one after another.

The devil in the back, Ichiro Kuroda, was so angry that his teeth were itching, but their men blocked the range of machine gun fire, and they could only watch as the guerrillas opened fire and knocked their men down in a pool of blood.

The guerrilla brethren fired only one round of gunfire, and then collided with the imps who pounced on them at high speed.

Bayonet to bayonet, roaring to shouting, the butt of the gun smashing against the steel helmet made a dull sound, the bayonet stabbed into the flesh and tearing, and the moment the two sides came into contact, the blood rain flew out.

A brave and good fighting force not only has an advantage in weapons and equipment, but also has an invincible momentum.

Now, although the officers and men of the Third Guerrilla Detachment are guerrilla troops, they are also bloody, and they do not blink an eye in the face of the devils.

The devil pounced upwards violently, but the moment the two sides collided face to face, they knew that they had encountered a strong opponent.

The burly deputy battalion commander blacksmith who rushed to the front carried a rolling horse saber and pulled away the bayonet that was stabbing at him, and with a turn of the blade, a stream of blood slashed through the devil's neck.

Under their leadership, the brothers immediately pressed back the charging devils, and the devils could not stop this group of wolf-like guerrilla officers and soldiers at all.

Kuroda Ichiro was excited at first, fighting stabs had always been their forte, but soon his complexion changed, because the people who rushed up were swept back, and they were defeated and killed.

In the face of the fierce and fierce guerrilla officers and soldiers, they turned around and ran on the highway one after another, trying to open the distance and fire with machine guns.

However, the guerrilla officers and men did not give them a chance, so they covered up their buttocks, and grenades and grenades flew out one after another.

In the flames and smoke of the explosion, the devils were killed and wounded, and in the face of the two sides that were strangled together, although Kuroda Ichiro and others set up machine guns and cannons, they did not dare to fight, because they would hit their own people in one hit.

Kuroda Ichiro didn't dare to fight, but the guerrilla artillery platoon didn't care so much, grenadiers and mortars moved forward one after another, and they bombarded the road vigorously, as if they didn't stop until they ran out of shells.

The puppet army on the other side was even more vulnerable, and was beaten to pieces with just one charge, and soon the remnants of the enemy on the road were hit on their backs, and they fell to the ground in a rain of bullets.