Devil's Army

When the veterans saw the Japs rushing towards them, they began shooting at them and throwing grenades at them as they were about to go upstairs.

The Japanese commander attacked the ammunition depot many times but failed, so he took out his anger on the veterans.

He ordered the soldiers to charge towards the veterans' building continuously.

The veterans were outnumbered and had insufficient firepower, so the Japanese finally rushed into the building.

The veteran arranged two soldiers to guard the stairs on the roof. As soon as the Japanese soldiers who rushed into the building showed their heads, they were immediately shot in the head by the soldiers guarding the stairs.

The two devils were so scared that they climbed to the roof carrying two Japanese soldiers' corpses.

Seeing the two devils getting closer and closer to the roof, the soldier threw a grenade behind them.

The grenade exploded with a "boom" sound, and the two Japanese soldiers rolled down the stairs.

The Japanese commander was afraid of the ammunition in the ammunition depot and did not dare to fire at it. But the veteran had nothing to fear. He ordered the mortars to bombard the roof of the veteran's building with all their might.

The old soldier was as slippery as a loach. When he heard the whistling of the mortar, he shouted to everyone to hide from the artillery while rolling towards the stairs.

Everyone ran towards the stairs like veterans, but the soldier at the back was unable to dodge and fell down under the continuous bombardment of artillery shells.

The gunfire from the veterans' side was temporarily silenced by the mortar suppression, and the Japanese commander attacked the Anti-Japanese First Army soldiers in the ammunition depot with all his strength.

When the veteran saw that the Japanese mortars had stopped bombing, he ran to the roof and started shooting at the Japanese.

The Japanese commander was annoyed by the veterans' intermittent attacks. He ordered his troops to speed up and strengthen the attack on the veterans, and also arranged a mortar to bombard the roof continuously.

The veterans were forced to stop shooting and hide at the stairs.

At this time, a Japanese soldier among the pile of Japanese corpses quietly extended his gun and aimed at a soldier guarding the left side of the stairs.

Another soldier guarding the right side of the stairs discovered the Japanese soldier, shot him down with one shot, and kicked the soldier on the left at the same time.

The soldier on the left was kicked and was about to get angry, but a bullet flew past his face.

"Xiao Huang, you're short of a meal of meat for me." The soldier on the right said to him with a grin.

"No problem. If I'm still here tomorrow at noon, all the meat will be yours."

"You have to be here, otherwise who can I ask for the meat for my meal?" After saying that, both of them laughed.

The Japanese who were attacking the ammunition depot were very angry because of the rat-catching machine, but the platoon leader and his men were letting them fight freely, with plenty of bullets.

The platoon leader also set up two mortars at the main entrance of the ammunition depot and continuously bombarded the Japanese who were attacking from the front.

The frontal attack was blown to pieces by the continuous mortar shells. They had to give up the frontal attack and attack the devil troops in the ammunition depot from both wings.

The combat quality of these Kwantung Army soldiers was much better than that of the Japanese devils in the later period of the War of Resistance, and most of them had more accurate shooting skills.

Machine gunners who were blocking the Japanese at the door of the ammunition depot and soldiers who were transporting ammunition were shot and fell from time to time.

The number of soldiers in a row in the ammunition depot was decreasing at a visible rate.

"Platoon leader, if our entire company had come up, the Japs here would have been wiped out long ago." A squad leader said to a platoon leader.

"It's okay. Even if our company doesn't come up, our platoon can still make these devils go to see their emperor. And our reinforcements will arrive soon."

Compared with the platoon leader's ammunition depot which had an inexhaustible supply of ammunition, the veterans soon fell into the embarrassing situation of running out of ammunition.

The Japanese mortars occasionally fired at the roof. The veterans no longer had enough bullets to support the battle at the ammunition depot.

All of them gathered at the staircase to prevent the enemy from climbing up to the roof. But the six of them only had a few bullets left. Three of the soldiers had already used up all their bullets.

At this time, the old soldier pointed at the piles of Japanese corpses at the stairs and laughed at the soldier next to him.

Their soldiers immediately understood and were about to go down and search for the bullets on the Japanese corpses.

The old soldier stopped him, and he took two grenades and asked the other soldiers to go down with him.

When the veteran and his companions bent over and walked to the corner of the stairs to the next floor, they saw several Japanese soldiers poking their heads out and preparing to climb up the stairs.

The veteran shot down the frontmost Japanese soldier with one shot, and then threw down two grenades.

The soldiers nearby took the opportunity to grab grenades and bullets from the dead bodies of the Japanese soldiers at the corner of the corridor.

One soldier even handed two grenades he had found to the veteran.

The old soldier walked downstairs quietly again.

There were several more Japanese soldiers downstairs who were walking upstairs while shooting.

The old soldier took off the smelly shoes of a Japanese soldier next to him and threw them downstairs.

The Japanese thought the old soldier had thrown a grenade, so they quickly lay down or went downstairs.

The veteran took the opportunity to detonate two grenades and threw them downstairs.

The Japanese soldiers lying downstairs saw that what the old soldier threw down was a stinky shoe, and they stood up and fired at the upstairs while cursing.

At this time, the grenade thrown by the old soldier exploded, and the Japanese stopped cursing.

The soldier next to the old soldier handed him two grenades at the right time and put a cigarette in his mouth. He had just touched half a pack of cigarettes from the Japanese.

The old soldier, with a cigarette in his mouth, cursed the soldier incoherently: "Giving me cigarettes but not lighters is bullying me."