Four hundred and sixtieth chapters fluttering flag
The dark mountains erupted into fierce and dazzling fires, and the deafening roar made the ground tremble.
The machine guns were firing wildly, the branches and tender grass were snapping, and the people in the darkness fell down like wheat.
The pungent and strong smell of blood filled the air, and the smoke and dust from the explosion stirred up everywhere.
Lao Yanqiang and the other commando soldiers, who were as brave as tigers, were like sharp knives, smashing the Japanese hilltop positions into pieces. In the darkness, there was the sound of gunfire and gunfire everywhere, making it noisy and chaotic.
Fishing in troubled waters is Lao Yanqiang's specialty. They take advantage of your illness to kill you, and with the help of powerful weapons in their hands, they send pieces of Japanese soldiers to meet the Lord of Hell.
The Japs are smoking guns in the Ming Dynasty and they are hiding in the dark. Faced with the machine gun firepower of those Japs who are firing madly, if they sneak up on them, a grenade can blow them up and make them cry for father and mother.
There were rumbling explosions one after another, and the whole mountain was boiling. The Japanese were also furious, firing wildly with various weapons, trying to defend their position.
But Lao Yanqiang and the others did not confront the Japanese head-on. They rolled forward and used grenades to blast them, or concentrated their firepower to attack from the flanks. The Japanese defense line was beaten like a leaky sieve by them. As soon as it was blocked here, it was torn open again there.
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Yang Ling's main force surged up the mountain like a tide. Facing the remaining Japanese firepower, a dense rain of bullets enveloped them, destroying them in an instant.
When Yang Ling and others launched an attack on the Japs at the top of Jinlonggan Mountain, several surrounding hills also erupted into bursts of explosions and flames, and gunshots also became intensive.
"Counterattack! Press down the Chinese!"
The Japanese captain watched the position melt as quickly as ice and snow under the attack of the Chinese army. He also became ruthless and personally led more than fifty Japanese soldiers to launch a counterattack.
Several brothers who didn't know what was going on heard the Japanese chirping in front of them, unscrewed the safety cover of the grenade, pulled the fuse and prepared to throw it away.
"Ta-ta-ta--" A tongue of fire suddenly burst out from the darkness in front, and the bullets penetrated the bodies of these brothers.
They seemed to have hit an invisible wall, staggering and unsteady.
They originally planned to count to three before throwing the grenade, so that the volley explosion would cause maximum damage to the Japanese.
But now they were unable to throw the grenades. There were several violent explosions, and half of their bodies were blown away by the grenades in their hands, turning them into flesh and blood flying all over the sky.
Lao Yanqiang and the others hurriedly fell to the ground. Broken bones and explosive fragments were flying everywhere, making their helmets clang. When they looked up, they saw several brothers lying down in the darkness and disappearing. Their eyes were also red.
"You little devil!" Lao Yanqiang raised his machine gun and fired at the Japanese soldier who came out of the thick smoke.
"Puff!"
"ah!"
The few Japs at the head were instantly torn to pieces by the violent bullets and fell to the ground wailing.
The Japanese behind were not frightened and rushed over with bayonets drawn while firing.
The bullets were flying everywhere, and several brothers lying on the ground were shot in the head. The sticky stuff was sprayed on the old smoker's face, which was hot and bloody.
He grabbed a grenade and just threw it out, blowing up a few Japs. A stray bullet that came from nowhere hit Lao Smoking's steel helmet.
Lao Yanqiang felt his scalp numb, his head dizzy, and his body involuntarily fell onto a blackened tree stump, breathing heavily.
The brothers around him had already rushed forward and fought hand-to-hand with the Japanese soldiers. The two sides stepped on the bloody mud and kept shouting and killing, and some people kept falling down like wooden stakes.
The sound of cracking bones, dull collisions and painful screams were particularly clear in this dark night. The gunshots from down the mountain became louder and louder, and they were slowly coming closer.
In front of him, the brothers and the Japs were already fighting together. He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but he knew that the Japs must have the upper hand because he heard the brothers' cries of pain.
He took a breath and touched his head. There was a bullet embedded deeply in the bullet-riddled helmet. The bullet did not penetrate the helmet. He saved another life.
He wanted to stand up and join the battle group to help his brothers, but he was exhausted and struggled to stand up. He simply picked up a sticky rifle and started to take aim at the lone Japanese soldiers.
A ferocious Japanese soldier had just stabbed a brother to the ground when Lao Yanqiang's gun went off.
Like a drunken man, this Japanese man staggered around and looked at the old smoking gun hidden by the tree stump. He reluctantly plopped it down in a pool of blood.
"Bang!" Lao Yanqiang pressed his shoulder against the butt of the gun and fired another shot. A cloud of blood burst out of a Japanese soldier's chest and he fell down.
Lao Yanqiang kept firing, shooting the Japanese soldiers who were standing in this small fighting group that was shouting to fight.
More than 30 commando brothers were divided into countless assault groups in the darkness, and their ferocious firepower penetrated deeply into the Japanese defense lines, leaving the Japanese in chaos.
Those machine gun fire points were blown into parts by brothers who came out of nowhere without paying attention. The Japanese howled angrily but there was nothing they could do.
Darkness and woods became the best cover. Amidst the explosions and flames, the Japs' combat effectiveness was greatly reduced without the support of firepower.
The sparse firepower of their rifles could not stop the main force coming from all over the mountains and plains.
Many Japanese soldiers tried to rely on trench fortifications to hold off tenaciously and wait for reinforcements, but they were unable to defend themselves against attacks from behind.
After the brothers of the commando team climbed up the mountain, some of them continued to attack the top of the mountain, and some of them turned back and fought down the mountain, beating the Japanese to a rout.
The Japanese were very tenacious. Even though they were cut into separate positions, they still resisted desperately. As a result, Yang Ling and the others could not capture any prisoners, but instead injured many brothers.
After several hours of fighting, the Japs finally couldn't hold on any longer. At dawn, the last dozen or so Japs hid in the bunker on the hilltop to resist. After cluster grenades exploded into the sky with a roar, the Golden Dragon Stem raised the Blue Sky and White Sun Flag.
A night of fierce fighting left Jinlongjie covered with blood. Broken corpses and broken guns were scattered everywhere. Many dead Japanese soldiers were even disheveled, which showed the haste of their resistance.
The rain has stopped, and the sun shines through the dark clouds on the charred and soft mountain tops. The blood emits a dazzling light, which is dazzling.
The brothers, covered in blood mist and mud, were cleaning the battlefield and rescuing the wounded. Although they were tired, their faces were filled with smiles.
The old smoker leaned against the wooden stake and roasted the rain-soaked tobacco leaves on a crackling fire. He looked at the mountains of corpses and scorched earth. Although he had won, he did not feel the slightest joy.
Although more than 150 Japs were annihilated, less than ten of their more than 30 commando tactics were left. Victory was gained at the cost of lives.
The commando team made great contributions to the troops' successful capture of Jinlonggan. They disrupted the Japanese defense deployment with fierce firepower raids at night, so that the Japanese soldiers were always in a state of chaos and disorder from the time they resisted to being eliminated.
And the Japanese firepower points they took advantage of the chaos to pull out also greatly reduced the casualties among the brothers in the main force.
Yang Ling and Zhang Handuo also climbed up to the top of the mountain on the bloody soil. They looked down at the smoke and scorched earth everywhere, and their tense faces relaxed.
Their regiment was ordered to capture the Golden Dragon Territory. Although there were not many Japanese guards, they still endured tremendous pressure. Now that the Golden Dragon Territory was trampled under their feet, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Report, Commander Zhang, the brigade ordered us to immediately repair the fortifications and consolidate the position!"
An orderly soldier hurriedly ran down the mountain and delivered new orders from the brigade headquarters.