The grenades blew up a modest cloud of smoke on the battlefield, and the scorching bullets tore through the air and pierced the helmet, shattering the body and splattering blood. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Bullets rained down on the battlefield, rifles, machine guns, and mortars poured down on the surrounded Japanese soldiers, and those Japanese soldiers who tried to counter-charge fell to the ground one by one.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The flaming red explosives of the explosion flew everywhere, the wooden ox cart was blown to pieces, the broken wood was embedded in the body of the Japanese soldier, and some people fell to the ground and let out a miserable howl like killing pigs.

The Type 24 heavy machine gun mounted on the high ground was even more powerful, and the violent rain of bullets swallowed everything, and those Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground could not escape the bad luck, and their flesh and blood were instantly torn apart in the face of heavy machine gun bullets.

The Japanese army also tried to set up heavy machine guns to counterattack, but the veterans on Yang Ling's side had already stared at them, and as soon as the trigger was pulled, the bullets bit the flesh, and the Japanese machine gunners were killed and wounded.

The Japanese captain's face was covered in blood and dust, making him look fierce and hideous, and he was still roaring and charging, trying to seize the slightly higher ground on the left side of the ground for a counterattack.

But how could Yang Ling and the others give them this opportunity, dozens of Japanese soldiers who were grinning and charging were all beaten into a sieve, and those who did not die were seriously injured and lay on the ground and lost their combat effectiveness.

Yang Ling and their battalion of hundreds of brothers, and with well-equipped weapons, it was not last year when they were in Shanghai, and at this moment, they surrounded this Japanese army like an iron bucket, and they were beaten back no matter how they counterattacked, and the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller.

The sound of guns and cannons on the battlefield continued, and Yang Ling, the deputy regiment commander, was not idle, although he was equipped with a brand-new barge pistol, he preferred the heavy 79 rifle.

He put the butt of his rifle on his shoulder, aimed at the Japanese soldiers who were hiding everywhere on the road and fought back, pulling the trigger from time to time, and with the dull sound of gunshots, the heads of the Japanese soldiers he was targeting all bloomed, bursting with clumps of plasma.

The Japanese captain is now repentant, retreat if he retreats, why go to ransack the village so that he was caught up by the Chinese army in a delay, watching the soldiers around him fall down one by one, he was angry, but the blood also stimulated the ferocity in his bones.

He pulled out his bright saber and once again organized the remaining Japanese troops to charge, trying to break out of the encirclement.

The remaining Japanese soldiers were also grinning with their teeth and blood-red eyes, and they were not afraid of those bullets that were like water, and they forcibly tried to break out of a bloody path.

"Mom, the little devil wants to run! Resist me! ”

Seeing the little devil rushing towards him, the captain company commander Wang Huzi spat and yelled viciously.

"Dada-"

The machine gunner, who held the hot machine gun with both hands, endured the scorching heat and choking smoke, and constantly poured bullets at the Japanese soldiers, which formed a barrage to block the charging Japanese troops.

Seeing the beating of their comrades in front of them, they were not afraid, but rushed forward one after another with a roar, like waves of waves, which made the brothers who blocked the attack palpitate.

"Poof—"

The Heavy had a bloody hole in his head, and the force of the impact caused him to roll backwards and fall into the grass.

Seeing that the machine gun had stopped, the captain and company commander Wang Huzi threw away the rifle in his hand, quickly ran to the position of the machine gunner, and continued to pull the trigger and fire.

"Da Da-" A long point of Wang's beard shot out, and the scorching bullet casings jumped and fell to his feet, and those bullets drilled into the chests of the Japanese soldiers at great speed, raising clouds of blood mist.

Seeing that Wang Huzi and their side were in an emergency, the firepower from the rest of the directions also poured in this direction, and the bullets rained down like locusts for a while.

Although the Japanese army's desperate charge was fierce and ruthless, in the face of this fierce firepower, how could their flesh and blood resist, and in an instant, the road was full of corpses and rivers of blood.

Seeing that the devil was lost, Yang Ling asked the trumpeter to blow the trumpet, and the brothers who surrounded the devil heard the trumpet as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they all roared and jumped out of the firing position and pounced towards the devil.

There are not many devils left, but they still want to resist, many devils raise their guns and shoot while retreating, and at this moment they still lose their composure.

But as soon as these devils raised their guns, they were greeted by a storm of bullets and bullets, and these devils fell down with blood all over.

There are also brothers who are charging and are hit by the stray bullets of the devils, but the devils can no longer make any waves, they are like grasshoppers after the autumn, and they are not far from death.

The Japanese captain had his head blown out, most of his skull had been blown off, and his brains mixed with blood flowed, his eyes widened, and his dusty command knife was still clenched in his hand.

The remnants of the dozen or so devils under the command of a military cao, relying on a battered ox cart to resist, they neither fled nor surrendered, and several brothers who rushed up were overturned by them.

However, the sparse firepower of their more than a dozen rifles could not stop the charging brethren, and the angry brethren soon rushed to the front.

These more than a dozen devils were also fierce, and in the roar of the military cao, they all loaded their bayonets, like surrounded beasts, and actually launched a counter-charge.

"Fuck you!" Liu Yidao rushed the hardest, seeing a bayonet poking at him, he cursed, and one rolled to the feet of the devil soldiers.

The rifle in his hand slammed into the devil's imp, and with a click, the devil was smashed to the ground by him, and he rode on the devil one by one, and raised his iron fist and greeted him in the face.

The brothers are no longer new recruits who have just entered the battlefield, they are experienced and ruthless, and these more than ten remaining devils did not last until two minutes, and they were all cleaned up like chopping melons and vegetables.

More than 100 elite devil soldiers were strewn all over the ground in an instant, and the brothers were so red that their eyes were red, especially if they were not addicted to killing, they turned over the corpses on the battlefield with bayonets, grabbed several seriously injured devil soldiers, punched and kicked them in front of them, and then stabbed them to death with bayonets when they were dying.

In the National Revolutionary Army, there is no saying that prisoners are treated well, although there is an order from above to catch prisoners and send them to receive a reward, after all, they also want to get information from the devils.

But the brothers below have a blood feud with the devils, and the devils who are generally caught are directly killed, so most of the time the upper side also turns a blind eye.

Yang Ling didn't bother to care about them when he saw them killing devils and wounded soldiers, although these devils were injured, they didn't surrender, since they didn't surrender, they were still enemies, and they did bad things, which was also the retribution they deserved.