Hundreds of soldiers of the assault company marched into Qingyang Mountain, the target was too conspicuous, and the devils had already taken precautions, so such a large-scale operation was not good for the company. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liao Changsheng used the guerrillas' operational thinking and divided the assault company into three teams, one of which went straight up, and the other two went around the mountains to outflank Qingyang Mountain.

"No matter what, you must hide it, so that the devil can find it unimaginable!" Liao Changsheng instructed that if the devil found out before the war started, he would blow up the dam immediately, and the torrent would roll away, and all the efforts of the assault would be in vain.

Liao Changsheng led the team through the mountains and slowly approached Qingyang Village, where more than a dozen devils were lighting a fire and setting up a pot to prepare lunch.

"Brother Changsheng, let's do it!" Zhang Ersil looked at the few enemies and proposed to kill the devil first.

"Wait!" If you act rashly now, it will be troublesome for a dozen devils to lose the overall situation, and Liao Changsheng doesn't want to do anything to startle the snake.

If you guessed correctly, when it's time to eat, most of the devils who built the dam and the devils who patrol the mountains will return here to eat, and when the time comes, the effect will be better.

"You take a dozen people to the right, you take a dozen people to the left." Liao Changsheng deployed and surrounded Qingyang Village in a semicircle.

The soldiers hid in the mountains and lowered their footsteps and moved, lying on the ground and staring at the movements of the devils.

Half an hour passed, and a team of devils returned.

"Yo Xi, good thing, it's so fragrant!" A devil lieutenant walked over with a cocked nose and asked about the fragrance in the pot, very satisfied.

The devil team sat on the ground scattered, Liao Changsheng glanced at it, and conservatively estimated that there were more than 70 people, most of whom were holding guns with their backs to themselves.

"Big brother, don't you want to do it yet?" Zhang Ersil couldn't sit still anymore.

"Wait!" This opportunity in front of him is already very good, but when the devil is eating, the opportunity to do it is better, and the devil is defenseless and can't react, and will only be beaten.

"Well, it smells so good!" Lieutenant Devil has a happy expression with a Taihe knife under his arm.

"Hit, grenade greet!" The soldiers don't have the amazing marksmanship of Zhang Ersil, and the bullet may give the devil a chance to fight back, but the grenade is a large-scale lethal weapon, and the devil is disabled if he is not killed.

Then the brothers pulled out the grenade, and white smoke came out, making a cannibalistic sound.

The devil heard Liao Changsheng's shout, and then looked back, but dozens of grenades were spinning and falling in midair.

Lieutenant Devil was stunned, and the unswallowed food in his mouth fell out of his frightened mouth.

"Boom"

Grenades exploded one after another, and Qingyang Village was drowned in flames and smoke.

The thatched hut collapsed and ignited a raging fire, black smoke billowed into the air, wooden blocks flew sideways, and the earth was lifted more than two meters high, scattered on the ground.

Waves of air spread like air knives through the mountains, striking tree trunks with shrapnel and dust.

The soldiers covered their heads and buried them in the ground, and bits of dirt fell on their heads and backs.

The smoke cleared, the vision was still a little hazy, and the ground was full of stumps and flesh of devils, torn into bloody pieces by grenades.

The devil's iron lunch box was covered with a little mud and sand, and white smoke lay on the side of the devil's corpse.

The violent explosion sound was still echoing in the mountains, and it could not be dissipated for a long time, Liao Changsheng looked up and saw that there were still a few devils who had survived and fled towards the entrance of the village.

The remnants of the soldiers mutilated by the grenades also crawled out with wails.

"Kill!" Liao Changsheng's command was full of Changhong.

The soldiers who were lying in ambush in the mountains jumped out like galloping wild horses, and pursued the remaining devils with guns.

The remnants of the devil struggled to pick up their guns and fight, but before they could get up, they were shot by the soldiers of the assault company, lying on the ground with hopeless eyes, looking at the mountains.

The fleeing devil scurried around the mountains like a frightened hare, occasionally turning around and firing two shots, to no avail.

Liao Changsheng's gunfire was crisp, and the bullet passed through the branch and sank into the fleeing devil, and he fell to the ground and rolled down the slope.

The brothers chased faster and faster, and the devil felt that he had almost no way to escape, so he stopped, crouched behind the trunk of a tree and fought with the soldiers of the assault company.

Frightened by the bow bird, the defeated army had no combat effectiveness, Liao Changsheng led the soldiers to rush forward against the sparse bullets of the devils.

The devil looked at Liao Changsheng blankly.

The pistol in Liao Changsheng's hand shook slightly, and the bullet passed through the devil's head, splashing a cloud of blood mist on his face, and the blood stains fell next to the tree roots.

The devils who were around the dam heard the gunshots and immediately rushed in the direction of the village.

The assault company squads that outflanked them on the left and right arrived at the location and fired ferociously at the devils around the dam.

The guns in the mountains are endless, and the bullets are shuttling back and forth in the mountains and forests.

Spring has just ushered in, and the green branches and leaves of the new year are stained with blood, and they flow with the flow of the veins into full blood beads.

The devils around the dam began to move closer in one direction, and the devils' fire immediately intensified, knocking on the trunks of the trees and the bodies of the soldiers.

The two teams of the assault company slowly merged into one, and they shot at the devils, and the assault company retreated in foreign clothes, leading the devils in the direction of the village.

Liao Changsheng watched the devil chase after him, and immediately ordered an ambush.

The soldiers led the devil into Liao Changsheng's encirclement.

"Hit!"

The sound echoed in the mountains, and Liao Changsheng led the team to shoot from the rear of the devils.

The team pulling the devil immediately turned around and fought with the devil, and there were gunshots and bullets that didn't look long before and after, and the devil couldn't care about it.

The battle circle shrank sharply, and after more than ten minutes, the devils with less than 20 people leaned together, formed a circle, and fired at the assault company that surrounded them, surrounded by all the devil compatriots who had been shot and died.

At the end of the crossbow, it was wiped out in an instant, and the rifles in the hands of the hundreds of brothers in the assault company recklessly hit the body of the devil, and blood sprayed around.

"Bang!"

Liao Changsheng took out the devil with a weird smile with the last shot, as if he didn't care about death.

"Big brother, there are devils down there!" Zhang Ersil saw that there were still devils moving under the dam.

Liao Changsheng stepped forward to take a closer look and exclaimed, "Not good!" ”

There was also a Type 92 infantry cannon hidden under the dam, and a few devil artillerymen slowly pushed the cannon out of the grass.

Aiming at the dam made of mud and stone, the dam is not strong, and the devil debugs the cannon to prepare to blow up the dam.

Liao Changsheng knows very well that the dam has been blocked for nearly half a month, and once it blows up, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Liao Changsheng was very flustered, and even ran down the hill with a rolling belt, and the brothers followed closely.

Zhang Ersil picked up the gun and inspected it visually, and at a distance of about 1,500 meters, he couldn't hit the target at all.

Liao Changsheng rolled in the mountains and forests, shooting at several devils, not touching the devils' hair, while praying that Zhu Cheng and the 211 regiment had withdrawn from the submerged range of the river.

"Boom!" The devil's cannon roared frantically with a big mouth.