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

"You bastard, don't bite it with your mouth next time, isn't it disgusting, use a sharp knife!"

The platoon leader Qin Shou stuffed a devil's saber stained with blood and minced meat into Su Er's arms, and immediately turned his head away as if fleeing. He was afraid that Su Er's teeth covered with minced meat and blood would show again when he opened his mouth. , He panicked with nausea. ?

Qin Shou and the others set up an ambush by the devil soldiers. Eight motorcycles rolled over on the ground and the lights were on. More than 20 devils had been blown up by grenades and went to meet the King of Hades. It's like stuffing the ghost soldier's things into his arms like New Year's Eve.

A brother from the national army touched the devil's motorcycle with the light on and praised: "platoon leader, what do you think the devil has in his head, let alone such a strange thing, it's louder than us Those cavalrymen are more imposing."

Qin Shou fumbled for valuables from the ghost soldier's body, and said angrily, "Next time you knock open the devil's head and see what's inside."

The national army brother looked at the hideous devil's head, showing a thoughtful expression, and did not speak.

Qin Shou kicked the devil soldier's body over, and raised his hand: "Be quick, get out!" There are devils everywhere in this dangerous city, although they laid devils in ambush, but he didn't want to Put yourself in.

"Platoon leader, what should we do with these devil's cars?" Someone asked for instructions on how to deal with those devil's motorcycles that were blown up.

"Aren't you talking nonsense, I ruined it all, don't leave it to the devil."

These devils rode motorcycles in a majestic manner. Although Qin Shou was jealous, he couldn't take them away at the moment, and it was useless if he didn't want to. It still ruined the trouble.

The brothers from the national army started to pick up things and started smashing them. With a bang and shattering sound, the devil's motorcycle was smashed beyond recognition, a hole was made in a fuel tank, and the gasoline inside also gurgled out.

Qin Shou smelled the smell of gasoline floating in the air, his head flashed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Stop it for me!"

"Platoon leader, what's the matter?" A brother was slamming a hammer that he found somewhere, Qin Shou was so startled that he almost dropped his hand, raised his head and didn't know why.

Qin Shou pointed to the outflowing gasoline and said, "Pour this gasoline on the street for me, hurry up!"

The brothers in the national army didn't know why, so they started smashing the fuel tank, caught it with the helmet of the devil soldier, and splashed it on the street, smelling the smell of gasoline in the air, a ruthless look flashed across Qin Shou's scorched face, little devil, don't blame it You, Lord Qin, are ruthless, you have committed your own crimes and cannot survive!

The street was doused with gasoline, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gasoline. In the middle of the street lay a row of corpses of devil soldiers and motorcycles that had been smashed beyond recognition.

There were dense footsteps on the street in the distance, and a large number of devil soldiers wearing steel helmets appeared, and their heavy leather shoes stomped the street loudly. Soon they arrived at a messy street, and saw those The dead ghost soldiers made them feel like they were facing a big enemy, they hurriedly let go of their vigilance, and fired at the roofs on both sides to investigate, but there was no response.

The No.18 regiment headquartered with intense gunshots, and the officers of this team of Japanese soldiers were anxious to rescue them, chattering so that one unit would leave to collect the corpse, while the others immediately went straight to the direction of the regiment headquarters.

Perhaps a ghost soldier ran too fast, the gasoline on the street made the street slippery, he fell a somersault, and the torch he was holding fell to the ground.

boom!As soon as the torch landed, the flames sprang up. Seeing the flames, the devil officer's face changed wildly. Before he came out, the whole street turned into a sea of ​​flames. Qin Shou, who was about to shoot, flinched in fright from the flames that sprang up. He felt as if his face was about to be burned by the scorching air waves.

Dozens of ghost soldiers who entered the street have turned into burning men at this moment. Facing the scorching sea of ​​flames, they ran abruptly and embarrassedly, but there were flames everywhere, and they had no way of escaping. With a heart-piercing howl, he fell down and couldn't get up again.

Hearing the shrill screams of the little devils and the horrifying voice, Qin Shou's heart ached, and he felt sympathy for these little devils at once, but in a flash, he thought of the ruined villages along the way, where no human beings or animals were left, the pity and sympathy in his heart The heart quickly dissipated without a trace, this is war, except for life and death, no matter what method is used.

Because the gasoline on the street was ignited by the little devils themselves, only the dozens of devils who entered earlier suffered the seedlings, and the devil soldiers behind hurriedly retreated in fright, watching the living people being burned into coke, wanting to go He was rescued, but was forced back by the fire.

Looking at the soldiers who were rolling and roaring in the fire, the face of Shotaro Toshitaro, the major who came up from behind, twitched his facial muscles under the reflection of the fire, and his face was full of anger.

"Baga! Baga!" Damn the Chinese!asshole!Shao Zuo Shotaro, who followed from behind, no longer had the victorious attitude he had when slaughtering the wounded soldiers of the country and army at Beita Temple. Seeing his soldiers being burned alive, he became distraught and violent.

The traitor translator's face was flushed at the moment. I don't know if it was the fire or he was scared. Although the weather was cold, he kept stretching out his sleeves to touch the sweat on his forehead. He was almost burned to death. I was terrified, mother Well, these national troops are so ruthless that they even burned people alive with gasoline.

The smell of meat began to fill the air, Qin Shou saw the devil officer over there who was furious and roaring loudly, and cursed in his heart that he deserved it!

"Retreat!" Qin Shou saw that there was no more chance to fight, and carefully shrank down from the roof, calling in a low voice to those brothers with strange faces to evacuate.

"Sir! Our transportation squadron has been attacked!" Just as the Major Toshitaro was screaming in frustration, a Japanese messenger rushed up from behind and reported loudly.

"What!?" Shao Zuo Shotaro Togashitaro's eyes were about to shoot fire at this moment, and he hurriedly led the people back.

All their ammunition was transported by the transportation squadron under the brigade. Toshitaro knew the importance of the transportation squadron. Once it was lost, it would not only mean that their brigade would lose their weapons and ammunition supplies, but also mean that they would be hungry.

Foster care and ammunition are fatal weaknesses for an army. Losing foster care and ammunition is like a tiger without sharp claws. It will lose its combat effectiveness. Besides, their goal is Nanjing now. For such a thing, how could it not make Shao Zuo Shotaro crazy.

But when he led the team back in a hurry, the cars, mules and horses of the entire transport squadron had already been engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and the soldiers of the transport squadron were rushing to put out the fire.

"Ah!" Seeing this scene, Shao Zuo Shotaro roared angrily, drew out his saber and hacked angrily, scaring the traitor translator to hide away in a hurry, lest he go crazy and even cut himself.

Chapter 159 Military law is ruthless

At dawn, Yang Ling gave the order to retreat, and the city of Suzhou, which had been tossed all night, gradually returned to calm except for the screams of the exasperated devil soldiers.

On the wilderness where the sky was covered with dark clouds and the cold wind swept across, a gray team was rushing northward in single file. They were the troops of Yang Ling, who was making a big fuss in Suzhou City.

"Hey, what a joy!" Yang Dashu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was very excited, grinning and showing his big white teeth while carrying a Type [-] light machine gun, and his steps became much lighter.

When I was on the battlefield in Songhu, I was beaten so badly by the devils. All the trenches and bunkers built by the devils were destroyed. Many brothers went to see the king of Hades without even seeing what the devils looked like, crying Every day I don't respond, I can't cry, I can only carry it with fear every day.

Later, the Devil's Tenth Army landed from Hangzhou Bay to outflank the army's retreat. Tens of 6 people were in a mess, and they were defeated all the way. Jiangyin went to the front line, and the battle was aggrieved.

The grievances of the past few days finally vented last night. Hundreds of them faced thousands of devil soldiers. A team headquarters, a fire also burned a lot of devils' luggage, and finally let out a bad breath.

Seeing that the decadence on the faces of the gathered rout soldiers was gone, Yang Ling finally felt relieved as they were chatting and laughing among the ranks at the moment.

He wanted to gather sand and form a tower to restore the fighting strength of the troops, but these rout soldiers had been shattered long ago, and they were willing to turn around and fight the devil soldiers. Although they gathered together, they had no morale.

An army without any morale has no combat effectiveness. No matter how many people there are, it is useless. Yang Ling restored the morale of these defeated brothers through the battle last night. Confidence in a team of howling tigers and wolves will make little devils feel better when the time comes.

But now Yang Ling and the others' task is to escape for their lives. Last night, they made a big disturbance in Suzhou City and stabbed a hornet's nest. With the character of devils who show their teeth and must retaliate, the devils will never let them go.

Now the front line of Suzhou has completely fallen, and a large number of devil soldiers are marching towards Wuxi. The plain area is unobstructed, and the devil soldiers have strong mobility. As long as they are bitten, they will definitely die, so he wants to lead this group of people to live Go on, as long as you survive, you can fight devils well.

The ghost soldiers swept towards Nanjing with the power of victory in the Songhu Battle. It was the time when the soldiers were in full swing. They marched in three ways. It is impossible for the fleet to slip through such a dense attack by the devils, so Yang Ling and the others have only one way, and that is to continue northward, bypassing Wuxi, and go to Changzhou Jiangyin.

At noon, Yang Ling and the others caught up with the wounded and the cavalry that had evacuated earlier. Looking at the brothers Yang Ling and the others who had returned from the victory, the wounded soldiers cheered. Only Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, lay on the stretcher and said nothing. Silence is like a piece of wood.

Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, is now on fire in his heart. As a senior officer, he was beaten unconscious twice for no reason, and he can't control the brothers under his command.

Seeing the gloomy face of regiment deputy Liu Ming, Yang Ling knew that he was in a bad mood. Anyone who encountered such a disobedience to military orders would go crazy, and he was knocked out twice, so he was very self-aware. Wu Jiang used to prepare to make an apology.

"Vice Liu Tuan, is your injury better?" Yang Ling was smiling all over his face at the moment, as attentive as an orderly, and he began to care for the silent Liu Ming.

Facing Yang Ling's fake hospitality, Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, kept a dark face and did not speak, and the atmosphere was a little cold.

"Are you hungry, Lieutenant? We seized the canned food from the devil soldiers. It's delicious." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yang Dashu immediately took out a canned food from his arms and stuffed it into Liu Ming's mobile phone, but Liu Ming gave it to Liu Ming angrily. threw.

"Well, regimental deputy, I have seized a good gun here, do you want to try it?"

"Deputy, what's wrong with you, are you sick?"

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Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, sat on the stretcher and said nothing from beginning to end. He looked coldly at the people who posted it. In the end, they had no choice but to turn their attention to Yang Ling and Wu Jiang again.

"You won the battle?" After a long silence, Liu Ming, the deputy of the regiment, finally stared at Yang Ling and the others with cold eyes and spoke.

"That's right, you don't know, we beat those devils until we cried, and their ammunition was blown up by us. The devils may still be crying in the rumbling scene."

When the platoon leader Qin Shou heard the question from the regimental deputy Liu Ming, he immediately began to happily talk about how he was brave and how he killed the enemy last night.