At the same time that Qiao Youhua and Jiang Haidong planned to join forces to face Yu Zhishan and other Japanese puppet troops, the fiercest battle in this battle was being staged in Yangliu Town.

The 82nd Infantry Wing of the Japanese Army, with the support of the 21st Mountain Artillery Wing of the artillery directly under the division, launched a series of fierce attacks on the positions of the 3rd Regiment and the guard battalion.

The Japanese artillery continued to carry out covered strikes, and the entire Yangliu Town was turned into a sea of ruins in the skyrocketing artillery fire, with ruins and broken walls everywhere and green smoke.

Behind a bombed-out house at the forefront of the town, a veteran of the guard battalion led a few recruits to hold on.

They were at the forefront of the entire defensive line, with the veterans of the guard battalion holding a crooked light machine gun in their hands, and the other recruits, mostly armed with Type 38 rifles, one of whom also carried an MP18 submachine gun.

The acrid smoke was constantly diffuse, and the veteran was accustomed to it, but the emaciated recruit with a submachine gun couldn't help but sneeze a few times.

After the previous battles, these recruits have gradually adapted to this kind of brutal offensive and defensive combat, at least their hands are no longer shaking so much.

The sneezing recruit's surname is Song, and the veterans often jokingly call him Little Songzi.

The veteran lay on the broken wall and observed for a while, squatted down baldly, put the light machine gun to his side, took out the half-pack of cigarettes that had been squeezed from the pocket of his military uniform, took out one and lit it and said: "Relax the damn, the little devil will not attack for the time being." ”

As he spoke, he took out the last few cigarettes in the cigarette case, handed them to several other recruits, and handed them to the thin Song Baochuan, who shook his head and said, "I don't smoke." ”

The veteran glared at him angrily: "You thing, the old man can't even smoke, and you're a fart?" Come, smoke, smoke him, and you kid won't be choking on this cannon fodder and sneezing! ”

Xiao Song Zi took the cigarette in disbelief, borrowed a fire to light it, and took a decent puff, he had never smoked, but he was suddenly choked by the spicy smoke and coughed, and his face was red.

The veteran burst into laughter with a wicked smile, and the other recruits laughed along.

"It's okay, just smoke a few more times and get used to it." The veteran smiled and patted him on the back.

Xiao Songzi was a little angry, threw the cigarette directly on the ground, and the veteran quickly picked it up, slapped him on the back of the head and said, "You loser, what a waste!" This thing was captured by Lao Tzu in the last battle and braved the rain of bullets from the little devil, you can't lose it if you don't smoke it! ”

The other recruits suddenly became interested and said, "Squad leader, tell us about your previous battles?" ”

The veteran was about to give a generous speech and repeat the story he had told many of the recruits before, when suddenly, he ...... A sharp and sharp sound of cannonballs breaking through the air resounded in vain through the sky and came.

The recruits didn't know what was going on, so the veterans pulled Song Baochuan over and shouted to the others: "It's shelling, quickly lie down!" ”

......!! Rumble...... Bang!!

Almost as soon as the recruits reacted, the shells had already fallen violently, and they exploded on the ground, bursting out with flames and rising into the air with thick smoke.

Large clouds of dust, rubble, and other debris of the building were carried into the air by the shock wave from the explosion, and then fell like a rain, some of which landed on the veterans' hiding place.

Most of them were blocked by broken walls, and many fell on them, but these were nothing, because the violent tremors coming from under them made people's hearts tremble.

I don't know when, the shell will land next to me and explode above my head, and I will die with a whimper.

Bang! Bang! The Japanese mountain artillery wing began a new round of heavy shelling, and the fierce and dense artillery fire covered Yangliu Town, a small town that was not very large, back and forth, and covered it several times.

When the shelling ended, the veteran's arm was cut by a **** gravel, and a lot of blood was shed, and the recruit Song Baochuan, who was protected by the veteran, felt that there was a hot liquid dripping on his face.

Struggling to raise his head, he just saw the veteran's bloody arm, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Squad leader, are you injured?!" ”

The veteran didn't seem to hear his concern at all, he listened to his neck for a while, and after making sure that the devil's artillery fire had indeed stopped, he immediately got up from Song Baochuan's body, turned a blind eye to his injuries, and immediately picked up his light machine gun, and shouted: "The little devil is going to attack, cheer me up and prepare for battle!" ”

Song Baochuan and the other recruits got up one after another, didn't care about slapping the dust on their heads, checked their weapons, stood up, and raised their guns at the broken wall to prepare for battle.

Song Bao came to the veteran's side and said, "Squad leader, your arm is still bleeding, can I bandage you?" Song Baochuan felt very guilty at the moment, because if it wasn't for the veteran to protect him, he might have been injured.

The veteran seemed to be very unappreciative and shouted: "Don't fuck your mother-in-law, hurry up and check the ammunition, prepare for the battle, the little devil is coming!" ”

As he spoke, the veteran opened the bracket of the crooked light machine gun, erected it on a section of earthen wall, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and prepared for the best shooting.

Song Baochuan had no choice but to check his submachine gun, and also stood beside the veteran, turning the muzzle of the gun outward.

Outside the town, hundreds of Japanese infantry were coming in groups all over the mountains, and the Japanese heavy machine guns began to roar, and from time to time hot bullets whistled past the ears of the veterans and Song Baochuan, and some bullets hit the earthen wall where they were hiding, splashing strings of dirt and dust.

"The battalion commander ordered, fire!" At this time, a loud voice came from behind the veteran and Song Baochuan, which was the voice of the platoon commander.

Before he could finish speaking, gunshots rang out one after another, and the guard battalion and the officers and soldiers of the third regiment hiding in the town opened fire one after another.

The veteran was no exception, taking the lead in pulling the trigger, and the light machine gun in his hand suddenly roared, shooting a string of bullets at the Japanese attacking crowd, knocking down a devil infantry on the spot.

Song Baochuan also opened fire, and the light machine gun and submachine gun cooperated with each other, and the firepower was very powerful.

The Japanese also began to return fire, engaging them fiercely, and a small grenade whistled out from a devil grenadier, piercing the blue sky, and smashing down like a parabola towards the hiding place of the two.

The veteran soldier is experienced and has already sensed the danger, so it would be no problem if he jumped away from it, but Song Baochuan next to him had just finished shooting a magazine and was still changing the magazine, so he didn't notice it.

Without thinking much about it, he immediately jumped and threw Song Baochuan to the ground.

Who! The grenade landed and exploded, and a cloud of scarlet fire enveloped the location of the two, and the scorching shock wave in the flames carried the shrapnel and blew the veteran's back into a bloody blur.

PS: The third update!