Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

Chapter 439: The Three Axe of the Little Japan

A rusty old bridge connects the north and the south and spans the Panshui River.

Far to the south is a small village with more than 30 households and more than 100 people. A few days ago, in order to avoid the impact of the war, the entire village had moved away under the leadership of Ye Feng. Of course, Ye Feng also gave a lot of food and money to each household, enough for them to make a living elsewhere.

To the north of the bridge is a winding dirt road that is nearly twenty meters wide, with earthen ridges nearly three meters high on both sides.

The original dirt road was forcibly excavated and widened by Ye Feng and his soldiers, and the earth slopes on both sides were raised.

At noon.

It's freezing cold.

Ye Feng led a regiment, four battalions, and 3000 anti-Japanese armed fighters to guard the north side of Jinshi Bridge.

At this time, a large Japanese force also appeared in the south.

The 5th Division, under the leadership of its commander Ninomiya Kato, was disciplined and kept approaching.

There are no secrets at all, and we can see each other through the telescope above.

"Commander, why didn't we blow up the bridge in advance?" Song Yu asked puzzledly in the temporary command post.

In theory, blowing up the Jinshi Bridge and then destroying the dirt road would delay the offensive of the Japanese Fifth Division.

Ye Feng said, "When the Japanese cross the bridge, we can blow up the bridge and the people along with it. Wouldn't that be better?"

The Japanese troops on the opposite side had never seen such fearless Chinese people.

Mortars were mounted one after another.

"Boom~~~"

Countless shells shot into the sky, drew arcs, and after trailing thick smoke, they exploded to the north of Jinshi Bridge.

"The Japanese devils are still using their usual tactics!"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "No matter whether you have men or not, use saturation bombardment first to plow the opponent."

"Then the machine gun team provided cross-cover, and the vanguard team quickly charged forward."

"These three axes may look simple, but they are actually very powerful. We have been defeated countless times in the past because of the Japanese's three axes."

Just as Ye Feng expected, the machine gun team of the Fifth Division showed its power amidst the deafening explosion.

At the same time, their army battalion of 2,000 people began to charge rapidly.

"Rumble..."

Under Ye Feng's command, the explosives buried under the bridge in advance were activated by the timing device, and the entire bridge disappeared in an instant.

More than a hundred Japanese devils on the bridge were blown into the sky on the spot. The river water underground was instantly dyed red with blood. A large number of corpses, broken hands and feet, rotten flesh, broken bones, etc. floated on the water and drifted downstream.

After three attacks, it was obvious that the Japanese were well prepared and they quickly built a bridge and paved the road at the original location of the Jinshi Bridge.

And their artillery continued to exert its power, bombarding the area within a radius of thousands of meters north of the river again.

Countless smoke billowed, flames raged, and thick smoke spread.

Ten minutes later, the bridge was built and the Japanese troops immediately marched across the river.

"Fight and destroy these Japanese who are worse than beasts. Let them know that we, the men of China, can still guard the rivers and defend our motherland."

Ye Feng fired the first shot. Of course, he was holding two light machine guns in his hands. The muzzles were spewing fire snakes violently, and the bullets were slanted like torrential rain, madly sweeping towards the Japs.

"Captain Song, don't just stand there, go support the lower reaches of the Panshui River. They will cross the river secretly at the bend of the water."

"Remember, today, if there is a Japanese soldier running over from downstream, you will be the only one held accountable."

"Deputy Captain Zheng, take your men and swim all the way upstream. At about 400 meters, at the rocky shoal, use a battalion of troops to stop the Japanese who are trying to force their way across the river. There are about 2,000 of them. No matter what the cost, we must stop them on the south bank."

Following Ye Feng's order, the two regiment commanders, Song Yu and Zheng Shengli, and their deputy regiment commanders, immediately began to act, one went downstream and the other went upstream. They did not bring many soldiers with them, because before the war, Ye Feng had already deployed two battalions of troops in those two places, waiting for the Japanese to rush to the beach and cross the river!

Logically speaking, there should be two main battalions on the front battlefield now.

But that’s it!

Ye Feng planned to use water attack again, so in the trench position dug on the front, there was only one battalion with only 800 defenders.

A regiment has only 4 battalions.

In order to deceive the Japanese devils and give the enemy the illusion that most of their main forces were on the front battlefield, Ye Feng carried two light machine guns by himself to inflict maximum damage.

“Thump, thump, thump~~~~”

At this moment, the individual combat effectiveness of a super agent was fully demonstrated.

It can be said that the bullets fired by Ye Feng looked like they were being strafed in large numbers, but in fact they were madly targeting the Japanese soldiers, performing "targeted" headshots one by one, and his shooting skills were terribly accurate.

The number of enemies he killed alone was less than one-tenth of that of all the other soldiers combined.

The Japanese battalion of 2,000 men encountered an attack after crossing the Panshui River, and was soon reduced to only about 300 men.

Among them, Ye Feng alone killed more than a thousand people.

In order to solve the problem of changing machine gun bullets, six loaders were deployed around Ye Feng to help with loading and changing bullets, etc., and to cooperate with Ye Feng in continuous and uninterrupted machine gun shooting to kill the enemy.

"Commander, there are fierce gunfire sounds coming from both upstream and downstream. It seems that the Japanese are really dividing their troops into three groups, trying to tear open our defense line from three directions, just as the battle plan you formulated was."

A battalion commander ran over and said excitedly, "We have wiped out a large group of Japanese. Next, we will have some breathing time here and wait for the next enemy charge."

Ye Feng said, "There is no time to breathe. The Japanese will attack non-stop. Tell all the soldiers that we will fight the enemy all night long."

Just as Ye Feng judged, after a battalion was almost wiped out, the Japanese division responded quickly. This time, it directly assembled a regiment of up to 5,000 people for a collective charge.

And their mortars, heavy machine guns and other weapons made their offensive even more terrifying.

"Humph, you are too naive to think of suppressing our defense with absolute weapon firepower."

Ye Feng licked his tongue, his eyes sharp and cold, like a natural bloodthirsty berserker!

Murderous.

Waves of terrifying murderous intent seemed to emerge from his bones, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.

"The enemy's attack is too fierce. You try to hide. I will face the enemy's assault regiment alone."

"Messenger, tell our artillerymen to open fire now. Don't save the shells. Fire them all at once."

Ye Feng replaced his hands with two heavy machine guns, and with a murderous aura all over his body, he began the real battlefield "killing show."

Because the wooden bridge was temporarily built and the number of people who could pass was limited, it was impossible for the Japanese vanguard regiment, which had several thousand people, to rush across the north bank in a swarm.

Each time, there were about thirty or so devils who forced their way across the northern border.

These devils.

Naturally, he became a living target in Ye Feng's eyes.

"Suddenly..."

"Suddenly..."

……

Holding two light machine guns in Ye Feng's hands, they looked like two light and convenient submachine guns, capable of full firepower.

Every second, large numbers of Japanese soldiers had their heads smashed and fell to the ground dead.

Amidst the gunfire and artillery fire, the battlefield area where the Japanese forced a crossing of the Panshui River was filled with densely packed, bloody corpses of Japanese soldiers.

The enemy's blood dyed the Panshui River red.