The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Yang Ling and the others successfully attracted all the firepower of the Devils United Team. Liu Yidao cautiously popped his head out from the wall. Seeing that the backyard was dark and unprepared, he was overjoyed, waved to the back, and climbed in one after another. courtyard.

All the officers and assistants of Devil No. 18 Regiment were gathering in the room like ants on a hot pot at the moment. Facing the squadron that suddenly appeared to attack them, they were startled and angry.

Surprised that there are such a large group of Chinese soldiers in the city, they didn't notice it when they cleared the city, and angry that these troops, who were beaten like bereaved dogs by them, dared to take the initiative to attack.

"Sir, you don't have to worry. This group of rout troops can't get in. Our reinforcements will arrive soon, and none of them will be able to escape by then." Major Sato Furukawa comforted the regiment captain when he saw the worried face.

"Satou-kun, this group of Chinese routs must be wiped out! Get rid of them all!" The captain of the regiment was frightened to get up from the bed in the middle of the night, with a gloomy face and a very bad mood.

Despite the words of comfort from Major Sato Furukawa, the regiment leader was still disturbed by the grenades that fell into the yard from time to time, worried that the Chinese rout would attack.

"Satou-kun, go outside and command yourself, and be sure to block them!" The regimental captain ordered Sato Furukawa, Major.

Sato Furukawa responded, pulled out the bastard box in the holster on his waist, turned around and left the house, and went to the front yard to command the battle.

Liu Yidao carried a machete and led his brothers over the wall to enter the house. He saw a devil officer rushing from the brightly lit room to the front yard, and there were two devil guards standing at the door. headquarters.

He gestured to the brothers hiding in the darkness behind him, and then several people crept along the base of the wall and touched them.

The shell gun fired, and the jumping shells splashed and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The devil soldier guard standing at the door was immediately overturned and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the devil officers gathered in the house heard the gunshots outside the door and subconsciously lay down and drew their guns, shouting loudly, anyway, Liu Yidao couldn't understand, whatever he shouted, his eyes glanced at the clothes inside. The one with the boots should be a senior devil, knocked a few melon grenades and smashed them in.

Rumble!The flash of the explosion reflected the paleness of the courtyard. Blood and meat mixed with sawdust and bricks gushed out of the window along with the airflow. It was so spectacular and majestic. The small area was immediately covered by gunpowder smoke, and nothing could be seen clearly.

There was a brother who was about to rush into the gunpowder smoke with a shell gun, but was dragged back by Liu Yidao: "You are so thoughtless, what if there are still people who are not killed?"

"What should I do?"

"Throw a few more grenades in."

The two devil captains were still wriggling and struggling on the ground, but a few more smoking grenades smashed in, and the shock wave generated by the rumbling explosion knocked over the roof, and the two surviving devil captains completely Died.

The houses in the backyard started to explode one after another. Liu Yidao didn't drop any of them. He threw grenades in every room as if they didn't need money. When they evacuated, the backyard was completely turned into ruins.

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The fierce gunshots and explosion flashes from the direction of the wing headquarters were particularly conspicuous in this dark night, and immediately alarmed the other devil soldiers in the city.

"Quick! Quick!" The quick-responding devil officers immediately jumped up, shouting and urging their respective troops to assemble, thinking that they encountered a counterattack from the squadron.

Along the way, they chased the Chinese squadron like a bereaved dog, and the ghost soldiers never thought that there would be a Chinese squadron counterattack. In addition, they were awakened from their sleep, which caused a little confusion, but Their tactical literacy is very high, and they were assembled in a short period of time.

There are many troop numbers of the Guizi soldiers entering Suzhou City, including the No.13 Division, the Ninth Division, and some No.11 Division troops. They just spent the night in Suzhou City and have to continue to Wuxi tomorrow. Marching, so the communications unit did not set up telephone lines.

Now that they suddenly encountered a large-scale attack, they could only rely on the legs of the communication soldiers to transmit information, which slowed down their reaction speed to a certain extent. After all, it was pitch black, and even if they gathered together, no one would dare to attack rashly.

When the tired and panting messengers rushed back to send back the news that the No. 18 Regiment Headquarters encountered a small group of squadrons onslaught, the hearts of these terrified Japanese officers were finally relieved. The attack by a small group of troops was not a large-scale counterattack by the squadron.

The small squadron even dared to stay in the city and attack them actively. The arrogant devil officers thought it was a provocation, and immediately sent troops to support them when they were angry.

At this moment, the battle at No.18 regiment headquarters was like a magnet, attracting the nearby ghost soldiers. They flocked to them, trying to destroy this squadron that disturbed their dreams.

Boom—boom—the piercing sound of motors rang out on the street, and the motorcycles of seven or eight soldiers galloped along the street. The street was brightly illuminated by the flashing headlights, and the wheels splashed puddles of water splash.

"Here we come, here we come." The young soldier lying on the roof shouted excitedly when he saw the light penetrating the dark street, and the Devil Soldier sped towards him on his motorcycle.

The platoon leader, Qin Shou, was sweating while holding the grenade. Hearing the yelling of the soldier next to him, he raised his hand to his head and shuddered violently: "I'm not blind, what a fart you are yelling."

Yang Ling wanted to turn the city of Suzhou upside down. Firstly, he wanted to kill the devils to take revenge and reduce the pressure on the front line of defense. Second, he wanted to let the regrouped broken soldiers see blood and rebuild their collapsed confidence.

This dark night is the best cover, besides, the city of Suzhou is huge and there is a lot of room for maneuver. Although there are many devil soldiers, with the familiar Su Er as their guide, even if they beat the devils, they can retreat completely.

So Yang Ling and the others had the right time, place and people, and the devil soldiers were arrogant and arrogant when they first arrived. Their insensitivity was Yang Ling's opportunity.

At this moment, the Chinese squadron that had retreated from Shanghai has plummeted, and has already gone to the Jiangyin defense line in Changzhou. They dare not turn around and fight the devils. They have conquered the land under their feet.

So when Yang Ling led the rout soldiers to attack the Devil No. 18 regiment headquarters, they almost destroyed its outer defense line in one face, but the remaining devil soldiers relied on the courtyard wall to fight fiercely, with strong firepower. The soldiers were all lying on the ground, and Yang Ling and the others couldn't rush in for a while.

So Yang Ling made a decisive decision. On the one hand, he sent Liu Yidao to lead people into the backyard, and on the other hand, he sent Wu Jiang and Qin Shou to immediately lead people to the periphery to attack the reinforcements of the devil soldiers, hoping to make a small siege for reinforcements.

"Follow my order to throw the grenade again. If anyone throws it early, I will turn around and peel his skin!"

Lying on the cold and damp roof, Qin Shou's heart was pounding nervously. This was the first time he commanded to take the initiative to attack the devils. Before, the devils beat them and fled in embarrassment.

Although they followed Yang Ling to take the initiative a few times before, they were all under Yang Ling's command. Now that he was performing the task alone, he was still fighting the devil, so he felt a little nervous. What if he couldn't fight?What should I do if I miss it?

The motorcycle team of the Devil Soldiers was galloping on the street. They were anxious to reinforce the No. 18 Regiment Headquarters where the gunfire was fierce, and they didn't even notice that there were still people on the dark roof.

Damn, if you can't fight, you have to fight!Seeing that the motorcycle team of Devil Soldiers had arrived, the platoon leader Qin Shou gritted his teeth to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his head, took a deep breath and shouted: "Throw the grenade!"

Roaring, he pulled out the insurance of the melon grenade he was holding tightly in his hand, slammed it, and threw it towards the street without hesitation.

The other soldiers in ambush also had shortness of breath and threw the grenade out in a hurry. One of them was too nervous, his hand trembled so badly that he couldn't remove the insurance. He took off his hands and rolled into the yard along the sloping tile trough.

Rumble!The grenades on the street produced a chain reaction one after another. The flames flashed fiercely, and the explosive fragments were mixed in the airflow and swayed towards the surroundings. The grenade also rang in the yard, shaking the house as if it was about to collapse.

"It's a worthless thing, even if you throw a grenade, you can throw it upside down!" The sudden explosion in the back yard almost made Qin Shou's nose crooked.

The grenade was thrown out, rumbling on the street, and the tiles of the houses on both sides were crashing. Qin Shou saw those devils' motorcycles blown up and shrouded in flames, and his nervousness was relieved. Damn it, the devils didn't even explode.

"Go down quickly!" Seeing the devils so vulnerable, Qin Shou's self-confidence began to swell. Originally, he was going to throw a round of grenades and run away, but now he decided to go down and kill all the devils that were not killed.

The motorcycle team of the Devil Soldiers was galloping down the street, when they were suddenly bombed by such a blow, one person turned his car upside down, and a motorcycle even drove up the steps, flew into the house, and knocked the wooden door into a black big hole.

One devil soldier was immediately blown up to a bloody mess by the violent explosion, but some devil soldiers were just overturned and suffered injuries of varying degrees, but did not die, and were lying on the ground moaning in pain.

"I'll kill them all! No one will be left behind!" Qin Shou saw that the devil soldiers who were usually showing off their might at this moment were injured and died, and Tongtai in his heart was even happier than getting 1000 yuan of ocean.

These rout soldiers were chased all the way by the devils, and the pent-up fire in their hearts hadn't been let out. How could they hold back their hands at this moment?

Su was holding a heavy [-] rifle in his second hand, and the sharp bayonet was already hanging on the muzzle. When he saw the devil soldier crawling on the ground to grab the gun, he rushed over with his scout eyes.

Su Er had not been trained. He used to be a plain-haired commoner. Although he stabbed down suddenly with a bayonet in his hand, the devils were elite soldiers and avoided the bayonet with one side of his body.

The bayonet failed to hit the devil soldier, but missed. Su Er was too angry and used too much force. At this moment, his center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

That ghost soldier was also vicious, dragging his injured leg, he rushed over, pinned Su Er firmly under him, and stretched out his hand to strangle Su Er, screaming like a wounded A beast with a ferocious face.

"Ah!" In desperation, Su Er opened his mouth and bit, forcibly tearing off a large piece of blood dripping from the devil's hand. Su Er's ferocity made the devil let out a scream like killing a pig. Watch his body loosen.

The angry Su Er immediately turned over like a calf in the first sound, trying to reach out to grab the rifle, but the rifle was thrown far away, and the devil started to fight back with teeth and claws.

In desperation, Su Er opened his mouth again, and bit down on the Devil Bing's throat, ah!The devil soldier was screaming, but Su Er didn't let go. When Qin Shou rushed over to help, Su Er had already bit the devil soldier's throat until it was dripping with blood.

Looking at Su Er's staring red eyes and the meat in his mouth, Qin Shou's stomach churns for no reason, and he wanted to scold Su Er for being inhuman, but when he opened his mouth, he almost didn't even spit out bile.

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