Since being miserably killed by the Soviet Union in the Middle East Road Campaign, the entire Northeast Army has been going downhill in the past few years, and when it encounters a bitter Japanese army, it will lose no matter how it fights, and then it will abandon the Northeast and the matter in Xi'an, and the entire Northeast Army will be disgraced.

However, in the hearts of many soldiers, there is still a little bit of the glory and superiority of the Northeast Army in the past, and so is Lao Dan, but this last bit of superiority was also destroyed by the devils in Jiangyin and Nanjing.

Now I see the little mud monkey Gui Jun, who used to look down on him, and he can actually beat the powerful Japanese army like this, which is really unexpected.

So, Lao Shan changed his strategy, and after receiving the notice of the liaison personnel of the 31st Army, he immediately bet on the side of the 31st Army, betting that the Japanese army would be defeated in Mingguang this time, and set up an ambush on the main road from Mingguang to Chuzhou.

Anyway, I am a small guerrilla, flexible and changeable, if the 31st Army can drive the devils out of Mingguang City, and the devils are in a rout, we will do it, if there is no rout, we will not do it.

If the 31st Army hadn't defeated the devil, we wouldn't have been able to do it, our little dish is not enough for the devil to stuff his teeth, anyway, what I said above is just to cooperate with the autumn breeze.

Lao Shan has fought a lot of battles now, and he has become an old slippery head, but then again, which veteran is not an old fritter? This is to watch the food and eat, how much ability you have, how much you can do it, and how much you can eat.

The guerrillas usually do not eat meat and drink some leftover soup, so they can only do the work of drinking leftover soup, and their regular army eats meat all day long, so they have to do the meat thing.

Lao Shan carefully looked at the several main roads outside Mingguang City last night, and arranged the two teams in the mountains and forests on both sides of the road.

During the daytime of the next day, the team retreated farther away, regardless of the light and heavy machine guns of the devils, they did not come out, nor did they make any movement.

As soon as the devil entered the city, Lao Shan arranged for the troops to enter the preset position, and was waiting for the 31st Army to start fighting, and this was half a day, just when everyone was disappointed and was about to retreat, they found that there was a fight in Mingguang City.

The 31st Army formed more than a dozen death squads, dressed and hung with grenades, carrying large knives and bayonets, and suddenly entered the city from all directions of Mingguang City under the smoke of the devil's cooking.

For a while, a large number of grenade explosions sounded throughout Mingguang City, and then immediately there was a tsunami-like shouting of killing, mixed with the obscure Guangxi dialect.

The devil was waiting hungrily for the meal to start, but before the meal came, a grenade feast came, and then a bright bayonet appeared in front of him.

The devils who were forced to respond to the battle were obviously unprepared, and the death squads of the 31st Army were not one, but more than a dozen of them, and they were rushing over all over the mountains.

They are all deadly goods, they can be beaten if they can be beaten, and if they can't be beaten, they will hug each other, detonate the grenades on their bodies, and when the bayonet blade is bent, they will swing the butt of the gun to smash it, and when the rifle is gone, they will draw out the big blade and cut it.

In the chaos, the devils want to organize resistance and counterattack forces, but there is no time, this 31st Army has eaten through the devil's tricks, that is, it is fast, so fast that the devils cannot organize troops to resist.

Many death squads go beyond the attack and do not entangle with the devils in front of them, and the devils in front of them are handed over to the comrades behind them to fight.

Breaking all the way into the center of the city, the command system of the devils was disrupted, and as soon as the devil's brains were beaten into paste, the remaining devils could only fight alone with a few or a few groups.

In the end, the devil couldn't parry, and several teams of people tried their best to rush and kill, joined forces, and broke out of the city, naturally retreating the way they came.

Lao Shan and his two squads, like the tiger with an empty stomach and a long drool, were waiting for their prey to rush over.

At this time, the night had fallen, the night was cloudy, and the fleeing devils were forced by the pursuers behind them, and they didn't have time to inspect the terrain in front of them.

"Throw a grenade!"

Lao Shan roared and threw out the grenade in his hand, the devil had already run into this narrow road sandwiched by two mountains, and if he didn't fight, he would let the tiger return to the mountain.

Suddenly, the Jiangbei squadrons on the mountainsides on both sides threw out the grenades in their hands one after another, anyway, they wanted to throw all three or four grenades in their hands.

While everyone was throwing grenades, Lao Shan also beckoned to the machine gunners around him, and shot the wolf-rushing devils, and the six squad machine guns on both sides also began to scream.

The wind-like bullets, like a life-threatening imp, instantly pounced on the devil, constantly asking for the devil's life.

These devils who flaunted their might in Nanjing, these devils who killed Chinese in Nanjing, and these devils who insulted Chinese women in Nanjing, at this time, were sentenced and punished by history.

Especially Lao Shan and a few veterans who experienced the Nanjing Massacre, at this time, they were even more eager to eat the flesh of the devils and drink the blood of the devils, so it was too cheap for them to kill them like this.

"Get on the bayonet, get on together!"

Lao Shan stared at his blood-red eyes, took a stride, held up the rifle with a good bayonet, and rushed down first, leading the brothers behind him, like a god of killing, in the misty moment of the night, rushing to the group of devils in the firelight.

At this time, it is necessary to take advantage of the excitement and residual power of the fighters to kill into the group of devils as soon as possible, firstly, the rifle and machine gun bullets of his squadron cannot withstand the consumption, and the grenades are also thrown out.

If you continue to consume it, you will inevitably run out of ammunition, and at that time, after the devil survives this period of time, he will definitely be able to fight back or escape.

Therefore, when this devil is suppressed, everyone will be killed and fight in close combat, from the perspective of combat psychology, the devil at this time must not want to fight, and hope to escape as soon as possible.

Therefore, the devil will not try his best to resist, but will only try his best to escape. Since the devils want to escape quickly, they have to hurry up and bite tightly, so that they have a chance to kill them when the devils' combat power is the weakest.

The two platoons of the Jiangbei squadron are not very many, and in the face of more than 100 devils, if they were killed in peacetime, they would not dare to charge like this.

Now it's different, these more than 100 devils, in the first round of ambushes, were killed by the explosion, nearly half of them were killed, and the rest were either lying on the ground, or hiding everywhere from cross-fire on the mountains on both sides to shoot and suppress.

When the two platoons of Jiangbei squadrons rushed down, the pursuers from Mingguang City also arrived in time, joined forces, and surrounded the remaining dozens of devils.

The current devil is not called a trapped beast and wants to fight, but a frightened bird, surrounded by the red-eyed Chinese soldiers, and there is almost no chance of survival.

They also finally tasted the despair of facing life, and it was their group of animals that inferiorly inflicted endless suffering on the Chinese in the city of Nanjing.

Now, no matter how kind and weak the Chinese are, in the face of the deep hatred of the sea of blood, they will fight back, and they will fight back without the strength to fight back, and they will also taste this taste of despair.