The twelve melon grenades allocated to Lao Yanqiang were smashed out by him, and the Japanese soldiers who were squatting or lying down to shoot at Yang Ling and the others were immediately enveloped in the smoke of the explosion.
A Japanese soldier was thrown away by the shock wave of the explosion and fell into a daze in the muddy water. Just as he struggled to stand up, he lost his balance and was blown away by the explosion and fell to the ground.
"Retreat! Retreat!" the Japanese squad leader shouted sternly amidst the noisy gunfire. The sharp and hoarse voice was like a rooster's neck being pinched, making people's hair stand on end.
Boom - the flash of the explosion was dazzling and beautiful in the intertwined lines of fire, and the screams of the Japanese squad leader were drowned in the roar of the explosion and became silent.
"Throw away all the grenades!" Old Smoking's voice came from the fierce gunfire.
Yang Ling neatly pressed a bridge clip into the magazine, and a penetrating voice sounded on the battlefield: "Stop shooting!"
The Type 96 light machine gun on Yang Dashu's shoulder stopped firing first, and then the sound of rifles also stopped. The night wind blew away the smoke, and there was no movement at the position of the Japanese detachment.
"Big tree, machine gun cover! The rest of you will follow me with bayonets!" Yang Ling's orders were always calm and orderly.
After receiving the order, the brothers took out their bayonets from the scabbards on their waists and loaded their guns. Suddenly, the bright bayonets stood up.
"Go!" Yang Ling took the lead in standing up from the darkness with a bayonet in hand, running towards the little devil's position with an attacking attitude.
A Japanese squad of more than ten people met the King of Hell amid sudden fire attacks and a burst of melon grenades. When Yang Ling and others rushed forward with bayonets in hand, only dead people and bloody scorched earth were left on the ground.
The big dog, with its belly broken and bleeding, lay helplessly on the ground. Looking at the people walking out of the darkness, it let out a low whimper, but it was not dead yet.
"You bastard is helping the Japanese, it's your misfortune -" Lao Yanqiang sighed, stabbed the bright bayonet into the dog's belly, twisted it hard, and pulled out the bloody bayonet, completely ending the dog's life.
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"Hurry up and clean the battlefield and evacuate!" Although a Japanese squad was wiped out, there was no smile on Yang Ling's face.
In order to chase them, the Japanese soldiers even dispatched tracking dogs, which made his heart clouded. It seems that they killed Lieutenant General Kawadahara and completely angered the Japanese. The Japanese must have more than one tracking dog. This time it can't be done well.
Will bring them all in.
The commander's temperament will subtly affect his subordinates. Although the veterans have not been with Yang Ling for a long time, they are still quick and neat in doing things, and they can clean up the battlefield in just a few minutes.
Yang Ling and the others were responsible for killing and not burying them. The corpses of the Japanese soldiers were cooked by the Japanese soldiers who were chasing after them. Their main purpose of cleaning the battlefield was to collect and replenish the weapons, ammunition and food they had consumed.
After collecting and replenishing ammunition, Yang Ling and the others did not stop at all, and immediately walked away and disappeared into the night.
Although the battle to annihilate the Japs' vanguard detachment was brief, the sound of gunfire still alerted the nearby Japs' search team, who rushed over quickly like wolves smelling the fishy smell.
"Woof woof——" Soon another Japanese search team appeared behind Yang Ling and the others.
"Batalion Commander, do you want to fight or not?" Yang Dashu caught up with Yang Ling and asked, carrying a machine gun.
Yang Ling frowned. If they fought, they would definitely be able to eliminate the opponent. But they had just eliminated a Japanese detachment, and a new detachment had caught up so quickly. There was no doubt that they had been targeted. If they delayed, they would be surrounded.
More bad luck than good.
Yang Ling originally thought that by killing the Japs' vanguard unit carrying tracking dogs, he would be able to get rid of the Japs' pursuit. Now it seems a bit fanciful, because the new Japs' soldiers also carry tracking dogs, so there is no point in fighting anymore, because there is no such thing.
Do you know how many Japanese soldiers there are with tracking dogs?
call out--
The newly overtaken Japanese vanguard unit discovered the traces of Yang Ling and the others, and a green signal flare roared into the night sky, signaling to the nearby Japanese soldiers.
Seeing the green signal flare slowly rising into the sky, Yang Ling did not hesitate anymore and immediately ordered with a solemn expression: "Turn to the northwest and start running!"
Yang Ling decided to change direction because he knew that if he went directly to Qianjia Village to join Qin Shou and the others, the large number of Japanese soldiers behind him would also be taken there. There were still so many people in the village, and they would not be able to run fast if they were surrounded.
There is only a dead end, now we can only lead the Japanese in other directions.
Lao Yanqiang and the others also understood the seriousness of the matter. The excitement of blowing up the Japanese weapons and killing the Japanese lieutenant general was gone. If they could not escape, then all the glory and rewards would have nothing to do with them. They would
Become a burial object of the Japanese Lieutenant General.
Yang Ling and the others turned to the northwest and started running. No one spoke, only the sound of rapid breathing and the whistling wind in their ears.
The murderous Japanese soldiers were also chasing after them. They were chasing Yang Ling and the others like enraged desperadoes, and seemed to be unwilling to stop until they caught up with them.
More and more Japanese soldiers were chasing behind Yang Ling and the others, and the barking of dogs was also coming one after another. The barking of dogs getting closer and closer was like a reminder, making Yang Ling and the others dare not stop.
"Ouch -" Lao Yanqiang's foot slipped, and he rolled into the darkness with an ouch, and there was a splashing sound in the darkness.
Yang Ling and the others stopped in a hurry and turned on the captured Japanese flashlight: "Company Commander Zhou, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I fell into the water." Lao Yanqiang got up from the water wet all over. This was a small river flowing in the dark night.
"Is the water deep?" Yang Ling asked the old smoker who was shivering from the cold.
The old smoker replied: "It's just up to my calf. I can walk through it, but it's a bit cold."
Yang Ling pondered and then ordered: "We can't cross the river, let's go along the river."
Soon, Yang Dashu and others all rolled up their trouser legs and got into the water like dumplings, and waded upstream through the freezing cold water.
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"Company Commander, there is a dog barking outside the village -" Qin Shou had just returned to Qian's village and was not even sitting on his butt when the sentry at the entrance of the village rushed in in a panic.
"If a dog barks, then the dog barks. You just stand your guard and don't care about that thing." Qin Shou rolled his eyes at the sentry angrily: "I'll wait for a while and call me when the battalion commander and the others come back."
The sentry became anxious and hurriedly added: "In addition to the barking of dogs, there are also people rushing towards the village with torches."
Qin Shou looked tense and stood up from the stool in a hurry: "Are you sure someone is coming?"
The sentry nodded: "It looks like a torch, but it doesn't look like it. It's bright anyway."
Listening to the sentry's confused description, Qin Shou interrupted him with a wave of his hand, grabbed the gun on the table and said, "Let's go and take a look."