Echelon interception, mountain blood. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Liang led the team to fight the little devils in the mountains, and the gunshots continued to echo between the peaks.

The gunfire gradually increased, and the battle was approaching the trail, and the 12th party had already noticed it, and they were limited to arming and unable to rescue.

This phenomenon made more than 300 people indignant, and the brothers were fighting bloodily, but they could only let it go, like a knife cutting through their hearts, causing pain.

People's hearts are flesh and blood, and the battle in the mountains is to cover the trail and defend the war step by step, blocking bullets for the team, and no one feels uncomfortable.

The only way to do this is to fight hard to set up defenses, turn hatred into strength, and speed up the construction of positions, so as to free up your hands to rescue the support detachment.

This torment lingered in my heart all the time, and lasted until about three o'clock in the afternoon, when the front began to take shape.

At this time, the twelfth ordered the soldiers to take action, setting up ambushes on five peaks to wait for the hard work and beat the little devils.

After the ambush was arranged, Yan Liang received the notification information and decisively ordered the detachment to launch a fierce counterattack.

All the bullets were gone, and the grenades were all gone, setting off a wave of counterattacks.

The little devil instantly lay down and arranged the defensive line, thinking that the detachment had run out of ammunition and food, and this was making a final struggle.

After a fierce battle all the way, the little devil analyzed the firepower of the detachment and found that the number of guns in the detachment was gradually decreasing.

Not only that, but grenades are used to cover the retreat when necessary, and grenades are generally never wasted.

After seven hours of pursuit, the detachment's gunfire was on the verge of being cut off, and the little devil thought that the detachment was on the verge of death.

However, the devil officer suspected fraud, and the fierce counterattack at this time was the best proof, exposing the signs of dying struggle.

Therefore, the little devils did not rush to attack, but deployed defenses on the spot, induced the consumption of ammunition of the detachment, and waited for encirclement and suppression on all fronts.

The little devil was sluggish and fought back on the spot, Yan Liang couldn't wait, and ordered the team to evacuate immediately after running out of bullets, without waiting.

As a result, the guns and bullets rang out, and the number of people in the team became smaller and smaller, and in the end only thirteen men remained.

After the thirteen people's hall, they collectively threw the last grenade, and then ran away, away from the battlefield as fast as possible.

On the contrary, the little devil did not dare to be careless, and sent a detachment of sharp soldiers to outflank and attack, slowly surround the mountain in front of him.

However, when the little devil arrived, there was no trace, and the devil officer was so angry that he raised his head and howled, and urgently ordered the devil soldiers to charge forward, and they must destroy this tenacious Chinese army.

The military order is like a mountain, and the devil soldiers dare not disobey it, and they collectively charge forward, running in fear, and their hearts have already raised their throats, afraid of being shot with black guns.

That's the way to chase all the way, always popping up life-threatening bullets in inadvertent places, making the ghost soldiers panic.

However, the undecided and heartbroken devil soldiers did not suffer from the black gun sniping, which made everyone ecstatic for the devil soldiers, and the people in China had no bullets?

In the absence of threat, the little devil's courage returned, and they collectively howled, chasing forward like mad dogs.

In the distance, you can faintly see the sand and dust flying, scattered and fluttering, and occasionally you can see a few figures fleeing, panicked.

This made the little devil even more sure that his conjecture was not wrong, and the bullets of the people of China were exhausted, and there was only one way to escape.

And a lot of guns were abandoned on the ground, lying scattered on the ground.

The devil officer's hideous face was filled with an evil smile, and he shouted loudly: "Bagaya Road, the bullets of the people of China have run out, rush up and kill them, kill them!"

The pursuing force suffered heavy losses, less than half of the 800 men remained, and if it could not destroy this stubborn Chinese army, it would certainly be subject to military law.

Therefore, the devil officer's eagerness was also the result of the battlefield estimate, prompting him to order the devil soldiers to charge on all fronts.

After all, being pressed and beaten all the way by the detachment, the little devil has almost no ability to fight back, which is a humiliating, incompetent and aggrieved battle.

And this kind of depressed battle lasted for more than seven hours, and his soul was already on the verge of collapse, and he was furious.

Therefore, when the devil officer saw the phenomenon of the detachment fleeing, he did not suspect that it was just a trap to lure the enemy into the depths.

Born from seeing hope in the endless suffering, the rhapsody of victory was ignited almost instantly, and it permeated every cell around him.

In short, the Devil Officer was carried away by the victory and ordered the Devil Soldier to plunge headlong into the pocket arranged by the Twelfth.

It is a col, surrounded by peaks on three sides, with strange rocks on the peaks and sparse bushes rustling in the strong wind.

The col was full of dead grass, and some guns overwhelmed the dead grass and lay on the ground, all the way to the end, guiding the direction of the detachment's escape.

This is a large col, about 1,000 square meters, with steep peaks standing on both sides, but the slope directly in front of it is relatively gentle.

It was also the only way for the detachment to retreat, and the abandoned firearms of the soldiers fled were faintly visible on the hillside.

This phenomenon completely confused the little devils, and the bees chrysalis entered, and they all entered the col, as if they did not realize that this was an excellent place to ambush.

The little devil entered the mountain pass, the morning glory plan on the twelfth was successful, and now it was the implementation of the sheep driving plan, he shouted loudly: "Qiankun waves, the little devil enters the cemetery, the brothers send the devil a fight!"

At the sound of an order, the three mountain peaks instantly boiled like waves, guns and bullets rang out in unison, and the barrage splashed down like a waterfall rain, drowning the little devil in an instant.

The little devils are all dead, their hearts and galls are broken, and they are lost in the dense barrage weaving web, setting off a death frenzy.

The surviving little devils scattered and fled, or hid among the corpses, trembling on their faces, completely losing the ability to fight back.

The little devil pursued the detachment for more than seven hours, and was already physically and mentally exhausted, and only launched a charge with the hope of seeing victory.

Therefore, when witnessing the death barrage, he was directly paralyzed to the ground, life and death were rich and noble, and his parents who only hated the Japanese did not give birth to a steel body.

As a result, the sheep driving tactics became sheep slaughtering and annihilation warfare, and the soldiers only used guns and bullets to greet the little devils and snipe the fish that slipped through the net.

Some of the little devils fought back in panic, raising their guns and beating indiscriminately, without any rules, struggling before dying.

This struggle did not last long, about a minute to resolve the battle.

At this time, the col was formed into a cemetery, full of devastation, blood, and all kinds of terrifying faces.

The slanting sun is shining, and the wisps of blood in the col are swirling and rising, and the fishy smell is tangy, which looks smart and demonic.

At this time, Yan Liang stood on the hillside and shouted: "Brothers, you can look at it, go on the road with peace of mind, we will continue to work hard to kill the devils, and then go down to reunite with you, and go all the way!"

Everyone burst into tears and shouted in unison: "Brothers, go all the way, we will still be brothers in the next life, fight side by side, and kill devils together!"