ocean!
Under the light of the stars and moon, their dark skin reflected light like sea water, and they surged towards the turret like undulating waves.
Facing the intensive firepower of this machine gun, thousands of natives were like migrating wildebeests on the East African savanna. They crowded into a group and shouted for their troops to come over without fear of death.
Amidst the strange cries of "Hu la, Hu la" and the like, people's energy grew stronger and stronger, and groups of people rushed to make a desperate attack on the turret.
Even though the hail of bullets could easily kill dozens of people, it still couldn't stop their desperate attack.
This is the human wave tactic!
It's just that this human wave tactic is primitive, but it's also the purest.
Under the bewitchment of the so-called paradise, the natives swarmed forward without fear of life and death. They practiced the core of the human sea tactic - using dense battle formations and adopting wave-like charging methods to continuously attack the enemy's positions.
Within the range of the rifle, use the fastest speed and the least time to form the greatest impact. In an instant, the largest number of soldiers are required to rush to the enemy's forward position, complete the initial breakthrough, and the simultaneous and wave-like uninterrupted attacks will also consume a lot of the opponent.
ammunition and morale, creating a kind of psychological pressure of endless attacks, causing the defense line to waver or even collapse.
Of course, for the natives, the latter half is unknown to them. Now all they can think about is to rush to the bottom of the turret, use explosives to blow up the turret, and then they will surge up and kill everyone inside.
pagan.
But they were doomed to be disappointed today. Although they rushed forward with all their strength, when they tried to blast through the wall with explosive packets again, the result was no different from before. Even the soldiers in the turret just felt
This is just a shock.
Because they are all at the top of the tower.
The violent explosion only silenced the machine gun for a moment, and then it started to cheer again.
The fighting lasted from midnight until early morning.
At around four o'clock in the morning, as the sky grew brighter, the soldiers guarding the tower were finally able to see what was happening on the battlefield.
These soldiers who came from Japan all looked at the battlefield in front of them with horrified eyes - a battlefield like a slaughterhouse. Under the dazzling white light of carbide searchlights, on the open area of 500 to 600 meters from the bottom of the turret to the front of the trench,
Corpses lay next to each other, and the only thing that could be seen was the remains of the corpses and their severed arms.
In the pool of blood, there were still many wounded people shouting.
Although it was not yet dawn, the vultures were already attracted by the smell of death. Thousands of vultures flew in from all directions. They were circling in the air, screaming, and seemed to be calling their friends to come over.
Attend a feast.
The hellish tragedy frightened everyone. Those natives who were still eager to go to heaven were finally afraid, and their confused minds came to their senses. They all fled in panic, just like when they came, even though those
The Tianfang people tried to stop them, but how could a mere thousand people stop the tens of thousands of natives who fled like the tide?
The black people fled, causing Saidi Mubarak Sultan and his men to become desperate. They even stared at the death-like sentry tower with horrified eyes.
That tower...is the existence of the God of Death in the human world!
"Why, how could this happen..."
Saidi Mubarak screamed in despair.
"He, how could they have machine guns..."
How come they have machine guns?
And what is more deadly?
It was a ranger who brought the news - Ming reinforcements were coming, and there were thousands of people on the road. Although he was filled with dismay, Saidi Mubarak still ordered a retreat.
When the Tianfang and native people were evacuating one after another, the sun finally came out.
The battlefield completely appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Wu Teng walked down from the sentry tower with a rope. As soon as he got off, he smelled the stench in the air. It was emanating from organs such as broken and shattered intestines.
the taste of.
"vomit……"
Looking at the hell-like battlefield in front of him, the moment he came down, he stepped on a piece of paralyzed flesh and blood. The soft blood mud under his legs and the stench that hit his face made him unable to control his stomach anymore.
I felt so nauseous that I vomited out the dinner I had last night!
Matsushita and others on the top of the tower also turned pale with shock at the slaughterhouse in front of them. Although they wanted to cheer, at least at this moment, they felt some kind of fear!
This fear is the fear of death - because there are at least tens of thousands of corpses in front of them.
"Monitor Teng,"
Panasonic shouted.
"How many bullets did we shoot!"
"There are enough..."
Looking at the bullet boxes scattered on the ground, squad leader Tengye replied.
"There are 9 boxes with at least 30,000 rounds..."
Thirty thousand rounds of ammunition!
Looking at the machine gun that was still steaming, Panasonic pursed his lips in shock and was almost speechless.
It... is so powerful!
Soon, the Third Security Brigade came over for reinforcements. As soon as these people arrived at the battlefield, they were choked by the strong smell of blood in the air, even though they just ate a few biscuits on the way.
But now their stomachs are constantly churning.
What is presented to them?
Not a battlefield, but a slaughterhouse!
In front of them was a sea of blood and flesh...
In this sea of blood and flesh, there are still some living people screaming there, but their screams are covered up by the cries of vultures and hyenas. These animals coming from all directions, howling in the
He was biting among the mountains of corpses.
The scene in front of him made some guys even vomit. When he jumped off the horse, Qiu Haogu's face looked a little abnormal.
"What...is going on?"
"Machine, machine gun fire!"
Matsushita replied in a daze, and then remembered that he needed to salute.
"Reporting to your Excellency, Captain, this was a machine gun attack. Last night, last night we were attacked by natives, at least 10,000..."
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Before he could finish speaking, Qiu Haogu said.
"Asshole, I can't even count. I estimate there are about five or six thousand corpses here..."
Qiu Haogu said, patting Matsushita's shoulder hard.
"You're such a powerful guy. If word of this battle were spread, no one in the world would believe it..."
It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. What's important is that this battle is destined to spread throughout Africa. When the soldiers began to clean the battlefield, the photographers accompanying the army also used their cameras to record the scene in front of them.
Some officers also spontaneously took photos with their personal cameras to record all this. Of course, they also took photos of the 35 surviving soldiers in the sentry tower. The machine gun was right in front of them...
This chapter has been completed!