With the firing of the little devils, the brothers of the new battalion also slowly suffered casualties.

But Yang Yun could only stare at this, the only thing he could do was to try his best to snipe the little devil's gunner.

Although, in just two or three minutes, Yang Yun had already sniped dozens of little devils' gunners.

However, the little devil's gunner was like he couldn't finish killing, a little devil gunner was killed, and then another little devil came to take over.

Moreover, Yang Yun also found a very tricky problem, many little devils didn't seem to be artillerymen, but they still knew a little bit about artillery techniques.

However, the little devil only achieved some results in the first few minutes.

Because, the brothers of the new battalion are also not vegetarians, and when they found out that the little devils were firing artillery, they aimed the main target at the artillery of these little devils.

Although the brothers of the new battalion are much worse than Yang Yunlai in terms of marksmanship and shooting speed.

But the brothers of the new battalion have a huge advantage over Yang Yun, that is, they are better than the number of people.

Under the special care of the brothers of the new battalion, no matter how much artillery resources the little devil has, it is still not enough to die.

Among them, the Luo cannon is still the craziest, not only using the crooked light machine gun in his hand to strafe those little devil gunners, but even throwing grenades at these little devils.

Good guys, although the power of this grenade explosion can't blow up the mortars of the little devils, it can blow up the turrets that these little devils have built.

If, if it weren't for the fact that the mortar was inconvenient to use because he was in the mountains, it was estimated that Luo Cannon would have even used this thing.

The brothers of the new battalion began to snipe the little devil's artillery, and Yang Yun's pressure was suddenly reduced a lot.

At the same time, he also breathed a long sigh of relief, because the crisis had been temporarily lifted.

Although, at this moment, there are still thousands of little devils under the mountain, which seems to be twice the number of brothers in the new battalion.

But in Yang Yun's opinion, these little devils under the mountain are no longer to be afraid.

Because they have the advantage of geographical advantages, and at the same time, the heavy weapons of the little devils are useless.

Destroy them, that's only a matter of time.

Although in the process, the new battalion may still inevitably have casualties.

But war, where are the immortals?

No death, no bloodshed, is that still called war?

An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood, 100,000 young people and 100,000 soldiers.

Since Yang Yun traveled to this war-torn era, he has a deeper understanding of this sentence.

This is definitely not a lie!

While breathing a sigh of relief, the Mauser 98K rifle in Yang Yun's hand still did not stop running, and it was still reaping the lives of the little devils under the mountain.

In the past, Yang Yun had also heard of the tenacity of the little devil, but until today, he really understood the tenacity of the little devil.

Even though they suffered heavy casualties, even if they were deeply encircled, there were no deserters.

Well, it can't be said that there are no deserters, but compared to the total number of little devils, it is really pitiful.

There were less than 100 of the little devils of the entire infantry wing who actually turned around and fled backwards.

A hundred people, perhaps it seems like a lot, it can even be said to be a lot.

But you have to think about what this situation is.

It's better to be alive than anything else.

No one doesn't understand this truth, even if the little devil is not human, but they still understand this truth.

Knowing that there was no possibility of victory, and even the entire army would be annihilated, retreating was an instinctive choice of a soldier.

But the little devils who chose this way are less than one-thirtieth, and you can imagine their tenacity.

And the most important thing is that these little devils did not choose to flee from the beginning, but did a helpless move when they fought to a certain point and really couldn't see a glimmer of hope.

Facing such a tenacious little devil, Yang Yun didn't know whether to be happy or afraid.

Fortunately, these little devils are so tenacious, which is equivalent to giving themselves the opportunity to kill them.

If they had chosen to flee in the first place, the new battalion would still have been able to win a great victory, even if they were deeply encircled.

But Yang Yun knew that if that was the case, they would be able to leave a third or even a quarter of the little devils at most.

As for leaving them all here, the idea never came to Yang Yun's mind at all.

However, what Yang Yun is afraid of is that if all the little devils are as tenacious as these little devils now, then how difficult the road of resistance against Japan will be in the future.

And on this road, how many brothers will die, how many poor people will die, and how many good sons and daughters of China will die?

Yang Yun didn't laugh at these little devils for being ignorant, and even felt that their courage was commendable.

However, he didn't show the slightest mercy, and he was still a little devil with a shot.

Moreover, the little devils who died under his gun were the most threatening existence to the brothers of the new battalion.

Either a gunner for the little devils, or a heavy machine gunner for the little devils, and at worst, a light machine gunner for the little devils.

couldn't find a target, so Yang Yun shot at those little devils with 38 big covers in their hands.

The battle continues, and there are also casualties.

There are brothers from the new battalion, but more of them are little devils.

As time passed, the gunfire on the battlefield became less and less, and the sound of artillery was almost extinct.

However, there are more and more corpses of little devils lying on the road below the mountain, and it can even be said that there is a river of blood.

Yes, two hours have passed, and the war is nearing its end.

At this moment, there is not much left of the little devil who can still breathe, even if he is not dead, he is lying on the ground with more breath and less air intake.

At this time, the brothers of the new battalion, which were originally ambushed on the small camel mountain, finally rushed down.

The final slaughter of the little devils who are lying on the ground and have not yet lost their breath is carried out.

Yes, the great war was doomed from the beginning to be just a massacre, a one-sided massacre.

Only this time, it was not the Chinese army that was slaughtered, but the evil little devils.

However, even if Yang Yun and his new battalion were a little unintentional, they had an absolute advantage.

But after a big battle, the damage caused is still not small.

A total of 37 brothers of the new battalion were sacrificed, and nearly 100 were wounded, but the degree of injury varied.

At this moment, Yang Yun is leading the brothers of the new battalion to clean up the battlefield at the foot of the small camel mountain, collecting the loot they need and can take away.

As for the mines and trickery mines on the road, they have long been cleaned up by the little devils.

Well, it shouldn't be said to be a row.

More precisely, it is with the body......