Under a bright moonlight, Hu Biao secretly poked his head out from behind a sandbag and looked at the seemingly extremely quiet battlefield.
Under his observation, there were no ghosts in sight.
Even in the current midnight, there are still frogs' croaking sounds, and the chirping of crickets and insects continues to reach my ears.
If it weren't for the unhandled corpses of the Japanese soldiers in front of the position, still exuding a strong smell of blood, everything in this quiet place would be like an ordinary summer night in the countryside.
Of course, Hu Biao knew that all the above was an illusion, and God knows when the next Japanese attack will come.
The problem is that as for the Japs, they may have been troubled by the unfamiliar anti-tank weapons on the battlefield, and they don’t know what ultimate move they are holding back and when they will be launched?
Therefore, the replenishment battalions who had repaired their positions for defensive duties had eaten a meal that was either a midnight snack or dinner, and even experienced the incident of "symbols".
The supplementary battalions, holding their breath in their hearts and planning to fight to the death, waited until this early in the morning, but still did not wait for the Japanese to continue their attack.
Of course, this is also a great thing for Hu Biao and others.
If possible, Hu Biao would even be willing to stay so bored, lonely, and empty until 3 o'clock in the morning on the 29th tomorrow night.
It's just that such a good thing can only be thought about.
Therefore, Hu Biao forcibly suppressed the inexplicable irritability in his heart that seemed to become more and more intense every time the moon became brighter in the recent period.
Considering that just waiting is not an option, I decided to make some arrangements like this.
Turning back to face the crowd, he made arrangements in a low voice:
"Never mind! Who knows when the Japs will come up? AT, since you are in such good spirits, then you should lead five people to keep vigil first, and the rest will rest where they are.
Don't worry, we won't catch a sheep like you trying to get its wool. You can work for two hours first. If the Japanese don't come yet, you can go and rest.
The others rotate every hour, then the flying falcon, then the fake foreign devil and the staff officer respectively lead people to keep vigil, otherwise it is not an option to keep going like this."
AT certainly had no objections to Hu Biao's arrangement.
He still has some strength! Since taking the primary bloodline thing, it has indeed brought great benefits to his physical fitness, but it still cannot change the fact that the white-collar worker is a rookie on the battlefield.
In the battle just now, he took a Hanyang gun and used his hand speed to fire at least 30 rounds of bullets.
In the end, a total of one person was killed and three people were injured. Compared with the two and a half straight characters added by the Hun Dharma God after the war, and the two straight characters added by the fake foreign devils on the butt of the gun, it is really a bit
Can't take it.
Even Xu Feng beside him has 7 achievements.
Comparing this, he can only keep vigil at the moment and provide some quick contributions to the team.
The only thing he was thankful for was that after firing 30 shots in a row, he felt that he had gradually learned how to shoot.
Among them, his only result was the last shot, which seems to be the best proof...
Under Hu Biao's arrangement, in addition to AT, five indigenous soldiers were ordered to lurk in the position as secret sentries to keep vigil.
The remaining people, without any traces of ink, found a gap between the broken bricks and broken walls, hugged their rifles tightly in their arms, and curled up to sleep.
Especially the new netizens, they almost fell asleep instantly.
Of course, Hu Biao could naturally let others rest in a safer cellar after arranging sentries; if nothing else, after raising a fire, at least there would be fewer mosquitoes.
But if you are attacked in the middle of the night, you will need more reaction time, and someone may take advantage of you.
Therefore, this can only be the arrangement.
At the same time, after a day of hard work during the day, especially after the continuous reinforcement work, Hu Biao felt that the labor intensity was several times greater than that at the construction site. He was as tired as a dog and urgently needed a good rest.
But he still hunched over and inspected the position. After confirming that everything was normal, Hu Biao found a corner to lean on.
After three seconds at most, he seemed to have died of sleep.
Damn it! A hellish place like Luodian battlefield, even a man like this big animal can’t resist it.
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In Hu Biao's prediction, he originally thought that such a peaceful period of rest would last for more than an hour at most, allowing them to squint a little.
However, such a strange period of calm lasted until before dawn, when the sky became faintly bright.
Until suddenly, Hu Biao, who was sleeping like a pig one second, jumped up from the ground like a corpse the next second.
Yang Dongli, who happened to be on duty and had a frightened look on his face, shouted almost at the same time:
"Bombardment, everyone goes into the cellar~"
Then, they kicked and hit them to forcefully wake up the sleeping comrades around them.
Being caught off guard in this way, even after many people woke up, they were still confused and unable to react due to a severe lack of sleep.
But it didn't matter, they soon woke up, and they were more like eager rabbits, carrying weapons and running towards the cellar in a hurry.
The main reason was that a shell with a huge whistling sound landed 70 to 80 meters to the left of the position.
Good guy! This shot might have been a 203 mm caliber naval gun shell. It exploded into a terrifying flame immediately after it landed.
After such a long distance, the stones and sand brought up by the explosion were like rain, hitting them all over the body, causing severe pain.
The shock wave had slowed down quite a bit and was still able to push them staggering as they stood up.
Compared with Hu Biao and others, the 70mm caliber Type 92 infantry cannon they experienced last time was like a grandpa. The Type 92 infantry cannon can only be regarded as a gray grandson.
Even the 105mm artillery bombardment I experienced yesterday felt too brutal.
And the firing of this 203mm naval gun was like blowing the clarion call for attack.
A large number of artillery pieces of various calibers opened fire from the northeast of the position, which is the area currently controlled by the Japanese, and fell on the entire Luo Shopkeeper position.
Faced with such a scene, Hu Biao and the others could only hide in the cellar as soon as possible and wait silently for all this to pass.
He didn't even send out an observation post.
Damn it! Under such fierce firepower, and with the position not even equipped with an anti-gun hole, no matter who is sent out, they will die. It is better for everyone to stay in this seemingly safe place together.
However, when he was about to get into the cellar, Hu Biao looked back and almost died of anger.
It was at such a critical moment, Yuan Sin and Qing Tian, blushing and thick-necked, struggled to lift the Type 24 heavy machine gun and moved it this way with difficulty.
They should be worried that such a single heavy firepower would be wiped out in the bombardment.
The other personnel who were frightened by the naval gun did not even think of helping at this moment.
Or maybe some people have thought of it, but don’t dare to do it at all; they probably have only one thought left in their heads now:
"Run~"
In fact, even Hu Biao didn't dare to shout, "I don't want this crappy gun." He ran over quickly, grabbed the heavy machine gun, shouldered it, and with the two people who relaxed, ran towards the
cellar.
In the end, they ran into the cellar when Hu Biao conveniently put down a thick wooden board covering the entrance.
It was extremely thrilling to see that the position they were staying in just now was completely covered by artillery fire...
Such a shelling lasted for about 20 minutes in total.
Compared with the preparation time and density of artillery fire in later generations, such a scene is of course nothing; the problem is that it was the first time for Hu Biao and the others to encounter such a formation, and it felt as if a century had passed.
Finally, after the artillery fire subsided, Hu Biao rushed out immediately.
Because there is no need to doubt that the Japanese will definitely charge into the position immediately.