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

Although those recruits were afraid, they slowly adapted to it after rushing forward for about a hundred meters. Anyway, they couldn't retreat, so let's bite the bullet and rush forward. The skills learned on the training ground began to be used subconsciously .

The Japanese army did not expect that Yang Ling and the others would take the initiative to attack, so their forces were not concentrated. When they fought suddenly, they rushed from the resting place to the battlefield in waves, which made the assault troops never encounter too much resistance. .

"Tom tom tom tom—"

A detachment of Japanese soldiers guarded a [-]-type heavy machine gun, and the ferocious barrage shrouded the heads of the brothers of the third battalion who charged.

The violent heavy machine gun bullets caused a column of smoke on the ground to fall, and the brothers who rushed to the front were smashed to pieces in an instant.

"Machine gun cover! The second row, follow me!" Liu Yidao, with red eyes, looked at the heavy machine gun that gnawed at the meat, grabbed the Jishu grenade, rolled and rushed forward.

"Da da da! Da da da!" The Czech-style light machine gun used by the squad rang out, and three short bursts fired against the [-]-type heavy machine gun to attract firepower.

Puff puff!The Type [-] heavy machine gun whistling and hitting a barrage swept over, and a light machine gun team was instantly submerged.

"Boom!"

But the Type [-] heavy machine gun didn't do well. A few cluster grenades flew over and were immediately blown to pieces. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers were blown up with holes all over their bodies, and their internal organs were poured out.

The brethren gradually adapted to the battlefield where the bullets were flying all over the place. The squads were divided into countless groups to charge forward. Strings of grenades were thrown out. The brethren rolled and rushed forward. Also difficult to get used to.

By the time a large number of Japanese troops arrived on the battlefield for reinforcements, the third battalion led by Yang Ling had already advanced hundreds of meters in depth and successfully attacked under the hill highland.

Text Chapter 362 Battle!

The reinforcements of the Japanese army came very quickly. A large number of Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets and sharp bayonets rushed over quickly, about the size of a squadron.

Seeing such a large number of Japanese troops, Yang Ling was also shocked. He jumped into the trench and turned the Type [-] heavy machine gun left by the Japanese army around, and turned to the brothers who followed behind him: "Set up a blocking position on the spot! Set up the machine guns!" !"

"Come here, a bomber!"

A veteran platoon leader quickly ran up to Yang Ling, and put the magazine full of bullets into the barrel of the gun. Yang Ling pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Pale yellow smoke rose, and the characteristic roar of the Type [-] heavy machine gun rang out, and the angry heavy machine gun bullets swept towards the rushing Japanese army with the arrogance of tearing the air.

"Puff puff!"

Blood splattered, and the powerful lethality of the heavy machine gun bullets directly shattered the helmets and tore the flesh and blood of the Japanese soldiers. The bullets bounced on the hard ground like the poisonous tongue of Nobuko, and the bullets bit the flesh. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers screamed He fell down in a pool of blood.

"Ah! Ah!"

The Japanese soldiers were screaming, watching the Type [-] heavy machine gun slaughtering their own people, their eyes were open.

The heavy machine gun is the butcher on the battlefield, and everything that the violent bullets pass by is dust.

It is because these Japanese soldiers are not afraid of death, but they have to run and dodge in embarrassment when faced with this heavy machine gun that can smash people into pieces.

But Yang Ling would give them a chance to escape. A string of bullets charged through the Japanese army with blood mist, rocks splashed, weeds shattered, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. In front of the heavy machine gun, it instantly turned into a blood-red Shura hell.

"Tom! Tom! Tom!"

The grenades of the Japanese army sounded, and 50mm grenades flew over with harsh whistles.

"Boom, boom, boom,"

The grenades fell one after another around the Type [-] heavy machine gun, and soft mud mist mixed with thick smoke rose up. Yang Ling was also knocked into the trench by the shock wave of the explosion, knocking him into a daze.

The grenadier of the Japanese army was accurate. Yang Ling just struggled to get up in the soft soil, watching helplessly as the Type [-] heavy machine gun was turned into parts and blown up into the sky.

"Hit! Kill the devil!"

The companies of the third battalion also rushed over, and the squad set up with a Czech-style light machine gun. The machine gun roared and fired at the Japanese army.

Plumes of smoke kept puffing up in front of the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground, and some unlucky ones happened to be on the trajectory of the machine gun, and they were beaten bloody, convulsed twice and died.

The brothers rushed into the trenches and pulled the bolts to shoot. For a while, the dull bolts of the [-] rifles, the Czech light machine guns, the crooked handles, the [-] big caps, and the sound of the grenadier were intertwined.

The howling bullets flew through the air at a very high speed, mercilessly piercing into people's bodies and bleeding out, and some also jumped into the soil and splashed sand, the bullets rained like locusts, and the two sides launched a brutal exchange of fire.

"Pfft!"

A brother had just loaded a bullet into the barrel of his gun and raised his head to shoot. A bullet flew towards him at a high speed, and his head exploded. Red blood and white brains flew across the face of the brother next to him.

The brother reached out and touched his sticky face. Seeing the white and red smell of blood, he couldn't help but vomited while holding the trench.

"boom!"

The vomiting brother was not lucky either. A grenade landed one meter away from him. His body flew up like light cotton wool, and then fell heavily on an ammunition box.

He was just blown away. A brother wanted to drag him into the trench, but more than a dozen bullets pierced his body. He struggled and wanted to yell for help, but when he opened his mouth, he vomited Blood.

The Japanese army also pulled up the [-]-type infantry artillery, and they bombarded Yang Ling indiscriminately. The whistling shells blew up the firepower of the machine guns from time to time, and many brothers were blown into two pieces, with blood and intestines All slipped out.

The shells kept falling in the trenches, blowing up clouds of mud, mist and smoke, and the brothers were also blown into the sky. There were explosions and bullets everywhere, and there was hardly any safe place on the ground.

Xizi, the head of the health team in the camp, was knocked away by the shock wave from time to time. There were too many wounded, and there were wailing everywhere. Many brothers turned into blood gourds, and they couldn't rescue them at all.

The Japanese army pulled the [-]-type infantry artillery and grenade grenades at Yang Ling and they bombarded them. The trenches were flattened and the green trees turned into smoking stumps.

As soon as the bombardment ended, the Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground and shooting at Yang Ling and the others rushed up with loud slogans. The machine gunners on the ground only had time to fire a clip, and the Japanese soldiers had already rushed into the trenches.

"Pfft!"

A hideous short Japanese soldier rushed up to face the machine gun. Before the machine gunner had time to evacuate after firing the bullets, the bayonet had already pierced his chest.

The machine gunner clutched the bayonet in his chest with both hands, knowing that if the knife was pulled out, he would be finished.

The Japanese soldier didn't expect the bayonet to be caught, and a stern look flashed across his face. The big-toed shoes stepped on the machine gunner's face, stomping him into the soil, and then pulled out the bayonet.

However, he climbed up the trench with the bayonet knife in hand, and a barrage of bullets hit his face. There were several blood holes in his body. The gunmen lay down together.

Many and countless Japanese soldiers wearing cowhide shoes jumped over the two corpses in the trench, rushed to the trench, and rushed towards the third battalion in Yangling.

When the Japanese army was attacking from the front, a group of more than 50 Japanese soldiers on the hill highland also rushed down like tigers descending the mountain. Although Yang Ling was extremely reluctant, close-range hand-to-hand combat still took place.

Facing the Japanese soldiers rushing forward, the brothers ran out of bullets in their guns, and it was too late to change the magazines, so they could only raise their bayonets in a hurry to fight.

"A group of three! Pay attention to cooperation!" The roars of the company platoon leaders sounded one after another amidst the shouts of killing.

The brothers used to fight the bayonet with the Japanese army alone, but after the winter training, the brothers focused on training in teams and teams.

After being reminded loudly by the officers, the brothers formed countless three-person teams nearby, and cooperated with each other to strangle together with the Japanese army.

"Ah!" A ferocious Japanese soldier stared at a recruit brother, and stabbed his lower abdomen with a sharp bayonet at a tricky angle.

In desperation, the brother had no choice but to block with a bayonet, and the Japanese army was also experienced. Seeing that the stabbing failed, they kicked the brother to the ground, and the bayonet was about to stab him again.

But when the bayonet pierced into the air, it was blocked by another brother, making it difficult for his bayonet to fall.