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

"Captain, there are too many devils, let's withdraw quickly."

Seeing that the devils were so numerous, some guerrillas immediately suggested retreating. Compared with the guerrillas with only a few hundred people, they were no match for the devils.

The guerrilla leader shook his head: "Mr. Yang and the rescued brothers are all weak. They can't walk fast. Once the little devil catches up with them, the consequences will be disastrous."

"What do you mean, Captain?"

Some guerrillas cast their eyes on the guerrilla leader full of doubts.

The guerrilla leader said decisively: "We will lure the little devil away and cover the evacuation of Chief Yang and the others."

"But there are so many devils, once we are surrounded, it will be difficult to escape." Some guerrillas were full of worry.

"What? Scared?"

The guerrilla captain looked around the guerrillas and asked.

Some guerrillas retorted: "Captain, look at what you said, if I'm afraid, I won't be a soldier."

"That's okay, you guys send the injured brother back to the camp first, and the rest of you will follow me to lure the devil away."

After the guerrilla leader patted the shoulder of a brother next to him, he gave an order.

Although the guerrillas don't want to confront the devils head-on now, they also know that Yang Ling and the others didn't go very far with those weak officers and soldiers. If they didn't lure the devils away, they would be chased within an hour or two at most. superior.

"Captain, then be careful, and retreat as soon as you lure the devils away." The guerrillas in charge of escorting the wounded back to the camp reminded worriedly.

"Okay, let's go quickly." The guerrilla leader waved his hand and urged.

Soon, the guerrillas were divided into two groups. One group escorted the wounded to retreat along the mountain path to their hidden camp, and the other group led by the guerrilla leader to head in the direction of the devils.

The mountains and forests drenched by the heavy rain are filled with water mist, as if they have been washed, and even the leaves have become verdant. The mountain wind blows, and the humid air exudes a hint of coolness.

It was already dawn, and the ghost soldiers were walking on the muddy road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, chasing Yang Ling and the others.

"Boost!"

The devil's captain held up his binoculars and looked at the mountains and forests, but found nothing, but those muddy roads were enough to explain the problem, that is, many people walked on this road not long ago.

As it extends into the mountains and forests, there are more and more dead leaves and weeds, and the traces left by those Chongqing troops are getting less and less, so they must catch up as soon as possible, otherwise they will be lost.

The heavily armed devil soldiers speeded up under the urging voice of the devil officer, but they didn't notice that they had gradually broken into the ambush circle of the Chinese guerrillas.

The guerrilla leader did not exchange fire with the little devil hastily, but brought him into ambush beside the cliff where the devil must pass, preparing to ambush the little devil.

The devils focused on chasing without paying attention to the surrounding mountains and forests, and soon they entered the ambush circle of the guerrillas.

The guerrillas loaded their guns with light bullets, and began to aim at the little devils who were panting heavily because of the fast march.

"boom!"

The guerrilla leader fired first, and the muffled gunshots startled the flocks of birds in the forest, and they flew away as if fleeing into the distance.

"puff!"

A fist-sized hole suddenly appeared on the face of a ghost who looked up at the cliff. Before he could even scream, he fell straight to the ground and rolled away from the mountain road along the gentle slope.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of gunfire was an order, and all the guerrillas fired, a row of bullets swept across, gunpowder smoke drifted out from the muzzle, blood mist vacated from the devil group, and screams and screams suddenly rang out.

"Enemy attack!"

"hidden!"

"Hurry up!"

Amidst the screams and gunshots, the marching devils scrambled towards the woods and weeds beside the road to hide like a beehive that exploded. Bullets chased them, and devils kept falling in pools of blood.

"Da da da……"

The two light machine guns of the guerrillas also trembled. As soon as many devils lay prone on the ground, blood mist appeared from their bodies, their heads tilted and they died.

"Which direction is the enemy!"

Captain Guizi hid behind a big rock, and the puff bullets fell around the stone, bursting out strings of gravel sparks.

"The direction of the cliff!"

A devil who was crouching and hiding behind a tree trunk answered loudly.

"The first team covers, and the second team goes around behind them!" Captain Guizi ordered.

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

Those ghost soldiers who were lying down raised their guns one after another to fight back. The bullets flew high and high, and the leaves fell like a celestial girl's flowers.

"Pfft!"

"what!"

The devil's marksmanship was also very accurate, and those guerrillas who hid behind bushes and tree trunks and shot began to suffer casualties.

"Boom!"

The devil's grenades also began to fall near the cliff. In the smoke and dust that exploded, some guerrillas were injured and fell to the ground.

While these devils were pinning down the guerrillas, another group of little devils quickly outflanked them and launched a counterattack against the guerrillas who were ambushing them.

Although the guerrillas were ambushing the little devils, their firepower was too weak after all. Apart from killing some devils in the first round of shooting, they were soon suppressed by the little devils who reacted.

"Captain, devils are coming up from the flanks!"

Soon, the guerrillas found the little devils who were quickly swarming towards them under the cover of the woods.

"withdraw!"

The main purpose of their guerrillas to fight the devils here is to attract the first firepower of the devils, and then lure the little devils away to prevent them from chasing up to Yang Ling and the others, so they don't like to fight and leave with one blow.

The guerrillas were as familiar with this mountain forest as they were with their own home, and with one order, they retreated one after another.

"Bagaya Road! Quickly pursue!"

Seeing that the Chinese soldiers who attacked them wanted to run away, Captain Guizi hurriedly directed the devils to pursue them.