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

"Bang bang bang!"

"Da da da!"

Following Yang Ling's order, angry bullets were fired behind the debris on the street, behind the broken wall and behind those windows.

"Puff puff!"

The devils who were crossing the street were stunned when they heard the gunshot, and subconsciously wanted to disperse, but before they could take a step, the bullets pierced through their bodies.

"what!"

The devil was shot one after another and fell to the ground screaming. The quick-reacting little devil quickly threw himself behind the debris and returned fire with his gun.

But these little devils who raised their guns to fight back fired a shot, and then they were taken care of by the machine guns of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade. A string of bullets flew over and immediately smashed them into a sieve.

The devil's machine gunner wanted to set up a machine gun for cover, but before he could shoot, he was sent to see Hades.

There was a sudden attack here, and the firepower was so strong, the commander of the devil was also a decisive person.

"There is an ambush, retreat!"

The remaining devils didn't care about pestering them, they came and went quickly one by one, and rushed back along the original road.

"Puff puff-"

However, a machine gun team from the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade had already sealed off the devils' retreat, and the crisp machine guns trembled. The devils who turned around and wanted to retreat quickly fell into a pool of blood in disorder.

"Cease fire!"

The battle lasted less than 3 minutes, and none of the nearly thirty devils was standing. Amid the gunpowder smoke, there were still devils twitching on the ground who had been shot.

"The first special operations team cleans the battlefield!"

Yang Ling turned his head and shouted, and twelve officers and soldiers of Lieyan Special Warfare walked out of their hiding place with their guns in hand.

The battle ended quickly, and all 29 devils were quickly wiped out. The officers and soldiers of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade had a great time before entering the battlefield.

When Yang Ling and the others rushed to the battlefield with their capture, the second battalion and artillery company guarding here were already crumbling.

Without Yang Ling's orders, the snipers quickly seized a favorable position, while the other brothers threw themselves into the battle against the devils.

Snipers Zhang Hai and Li Shoujiang climbed up to a three-story attic that had been bombed and half collapsed, and set up sniper rifles behind the windows.

Although there were constant gunshots and explosions below, and the fight was very lively, Zhang Hai and the others lurked and did not move, looking for the ghost snipers on the battlefield.

"Five o'clock direction, behind the wooden board next to the broken wall!"

Soon, the observer reminded in a low voice.

Sniper Zhang Hai quickly turned his gun and aimed at the planks of the broken wall, looking for the ghost sniper.

But he took a long look with the scope and found that it was just a piece of wood. He even doubted the eyes of the observing hand.

"boom!"

When the sniper Zhang Hai didn't see the ghost sniper, a puff of smoke rose from the hole next to the board, and a soldier on the other side fell down in response.

Only then did Zhang Hai discover that the cunning devil sniper shot out through a hole in the wooden board, and the devil was hiding behind the wooden board.

As a sniper, he would not shoot without confirming the opponent's location and being fully sure. Now that the location is determined, the opponent is dead.

The sniper Zhang Hai pressed down on the muzzle of the gun, allowing himself to enter a state of emptiness, and quickly pressed the trigger.

The scorching bullet flew out, and drilled straight out of the hole in the wooden board. The scope of the Devil sniper who was looking out through the hole shattered, and the bullet penetrated his eyes, and then smashed his head. The inside was twisted into a paste.

Text 350 Chapter [-]: Night Raid

It was dark, thick dark clouds covered the brilliance of the moon, and the chaotic darkness enveloped the smoky city.

The houses hit by the gunfire were crackling and burning, and the flickering flames were like will-o'-the-wisps in the tomb, and the city that had been ravaged by the devil's planes and cannons was like a huge doomsday ruin.

Yang Ling led the Lieyan special warfare brigade to reinforce them in time. Although they were small in number, their combat effectiveness was extremely strong.

Their arrival stabilized the crumbling front, but the battalion and artillery company of the 52nd Regiment guarding here suffered heavy losses in previous battles, and the situation is still not optimistic.

After repelling the little devil's attack, Yang Ling met with the commanders of several troops defending the third area.

The acting deputy battalion commander of the 52nd regiment divided Yang Ling's Lie Yan special warfare brigade into a defensive area. Given their small number, they were only responsible for guarding a line of defense about 200 meters long.

More than 100 meters behind Yang Ling's defense line is the position directly under the artillery company. Once the devils attack, they can attack at any time.

The devils died down after being repulsed by Yang Ling and the others, and there was no movement after dark. However, in other directions in the city, sometimes dense and sometimes sporadic fighting continued.

"Grizzly, your No. [-] Squadron is in charge of the front-line battles, and Zhang Tie's No. [-] Squadron is in charge of the reserve team, adding reinforcements at any time."

The elite troops performing special operations missions are now playing positional warfare. This was not Yang Ling's original intention, but it is not difficult for them to fight in the ruins with narrow terrain.

The Grizzlies' Flame No. 200 Special Operations Squadron was distributed on a [-]-meter defense line, and the staggered firepower points were enough to cause heavy losses to any incoming enemy.

Fighting in such a city, there is no distinction between the front and the rear, although there is an artillery battery stationed behind them.

But Yang Ling was still worried, and placed mobile sentries on the flanks and rear of their defense line to prevent sneak attacks by devils.

The little devils seemed to be tired after fighting all day, and did not attack again. For the devils, they were unwilling to fight at night, after all, it was not conducive to their firepower in the dark night.

But this doesn't mean that the little devil is not good at night fighting. The little devil is also extremely tough when fighting at night. Yang Ling has experienced this before.

The defense line of the defenders in the third area is only 300 meters away from the devils, but there are collapsed houses and debris everywhere between the defense lines of the two sides.

Both sides are hiding behind the ruins and buildings. Although they can hear each other's voice, they cannot see each other's person.

Both sides were very tired after fighting for a day. Although they were very close to each other, they had a tacit understanding and did not shoot again.

The cooking team delivered the meals, and the Chinese officers and soldiers hiding behind the buildings and ruins seldom relaxed to eat.

The devils were also eating, but compared to the steamed buns gnawed by the Chinese officers and soldiers, the smell of meat wafted from the devils' side from time to time, which made the Chinese officers and soldiers hiding in the dark buildings hate it.

Most of the devil's battlefield supplies are collected from the local area, and one of the important tasks of their logistics and transport troops is to mop up the villages near the battlefield to collect food.

Compared with the restrained Chinese officers and soldiers, these devils with bayonets are not so polite, and they will not let go of any chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep that can be fancy in ordinary people's homes.

Under the policy of supporting war with war, the food of the little devil's frontline troops has always been good, because they can not only obtain supplies from the headquarters, but also collect fresh ingredients from the local area.

The little devil seemed to have won the battle, talking and laughing at the dinner party, and the Chinese officers and soldiers hiding in the ruins guarding the city cursed again and again, but there was nothing they could do.

"Sir, these little devils are too arrogant, should we go out and mess with them!" Hearing the smell of meat and laughter from the devils, some brothers couldn't help but wanted to fight over and let the little devils eat their guns .

"Maybe it's the little devil who has set up a net to lure us over on purpose."