It was customary for Japanese Marines on the run to hold their heads and lie down when they saw a grenade, as they were trained to do.
Only the Japanese soldier who had participated in the previous attack threw himself to the ground, turned over with a nearby corpse in his arms, and hid his body under the corpse.
When the Marines who participated in the attack for the first time looked at them, their eyes were full of contempt.
"Use a warrior's body..."
However, before they could finish thinking, the grenades flying overhead exploded.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The shrapnel splashed down in the black smoke of the explosion was like evil claws extending from hell, swooping in all directions. The people who were hit jumped like a fish, and then lay down on the ground and stopped moving.
Those who were not hit by shrapnel or were only slightly injured jumped to their feet and continued to move forward with their bayonets drawn.
However, the number of grenades dropped from the roof of the building not only did not decrease, but instead continued to fall down like beads with broken strings.
"The gunners in the rear, those guys must be asleep... just watch us charge..."
Cursing the gunners in the rear, the Japanese soldiers staggered forward on the battlefield filled with smoke.
"Boom, boom, boom…boom, boom…"
Finally, a group of five repetitive and monotonous sounds sounded, as beautiful as the sounds of nature.
The running Japanese soldiers raised their eyes and looked at the Sihang Warehouse dozens of meters away.
The sound of a series of shell explosions weakened the counterattack firepower in the Sihang Warehouse, and they were suppressed by anti-aircraft guns.
“???……???……”
The urging whistle became shriller and more urgent, and the Japanese Marines quickened their pace.
Suddenly, a sudden burst of machine gun fire appeared at two corners on the first floor of the Sihang Warehouse Building.
"Quack, quack, tug, tug, tug, tug..."
The sound of the machine guns on the Czech tanks and the tanks sang together like an ensemble of instruments.
Two tracer bullets shot from the side crossed and closed on the battlefield like scissors. In the middle was the bloody body of a Japanese Marine soldier running past with his bayonet pointed out.
Those who were hit by bullets fell to the ground and screamed, while the charging men continued to run with their bayonets drawn, trying not to look at the machine guns that were spitting flames.
Suddenly the machine gun firepower weakened significantly, and then they seemed to turn their guns to the east-west direction.
This made the soldiers charging head-on feel relieved. It didn't matter who those machine guns were targeting, as long as they were not aimed at themselves.
While running, suddenly there was a series of muffled "Peng Peng Peng" sounds, and another helmet flew into the sky.
"Shit Lei..."
Someone shouted, fell to the ground, picked up one of the corpses on the ground, and turned over.
"Boom boom boom"
A series of explosions rang out in the sky, and shrapnel and shit rained down.
A small group of people rolled and screamed underground, and the surviving people pushed away the corpses and continued running forward.
However, the booby trap that had been touched when moving the corpse exploded at this moment, and the soldier who had just stood up was blown away like a sack.
The officer in the rear position looked at the wounded soldiers and the corpses of the dead who fell to the ground before running twenty meters. He blew his whistle and waved, and another team jumped out of the trench.
After all, it's only fifty meters away. No matter how fierce the opponent's firepower is, how many people can be killed.
Just as another group of people rushed out of the trench, another group of black grenades flew in the sky.
This time, the Marines who had been watching from behind were much smarter. When they lay down on the ground, they knew that the corpses were being dragged over them.
Although someone fired another booby trap, in the smoke behind the explosion, many more soldiers jumped up and ran forward than before.
But before the officer in the trench could breathe a sigh of relief, he could clearly see the two tanks at the corner of the building that were like bastions, firing cross machine gun fire.
Many more soldiers fell, but the infantrymen of the Japanese Marine Corps who attacked this time received a fatal order, that is, regardless of casualties, they must not stop the attack until they capture the Sihang Warehouse Building.
After this wave of attacks were more than ten meters away from the trench, they waved again, blew the whistle again, and once again a group of infantry silently climbed out of the trench and ran towards the Sixing Warehouse.
There were not many infantrymen left in the first wave of attacks. After the repeated attacks, only about thirty people were able to get close to the building, and almost all of them were injured.
Guan Shijie looked out from the specially opened hole and gave rhythmic orders.
"The first group...left hand...left hand..."
There is no shortage of cords in the Sihang Warehouse. It’s not that there is much cord stored here, but that there is a lot of raw silk stored here, which can be twisted into cords.
"Peng"
Among the running Japanese soldiers, another row of helmet mines flew up.
"Shit Thunder"
As usual, the remaining thirty or so Japanese soldiers immediately threw themselves to the ground, picked up the corpse and covered themselves with it. They didn't care whether there were booby traps under the corpse.
Because there is no land mine more disgusting than the "shit mine" that military doctors call "the cripple maker".
Of course, some soldiers had more thoughts in mind. The body covered the upper body and the two legs were exposed. Maybe it is more cost-effective to lose one leg than to lose one's life.
After a series of "boom, boom, boom" explosions, the remaining dozen people jumped up and rushed to the door of Sihang Warehouse.
However, the two bastion-like tank turrets turned around and sprayed a series of machine gun bullets.
The running Japanese Marines seemed to be drunk, staggering and struggling in the hail of bullets. Unfortunately, they had no luck approaching the gate of Sihang Warehouse.
"This is a battle, you all should learn from it..."
Lu Feizhang looked at the battlefield and shook his head. Even though he heard Guo Liangjun say it before he came, and even though he was impressed by Zhang Sixing again and again last night, he was still a little dissatisfied before seeing it with his own eyes.
Maybe his kung fu is not as good as his, but in terms of fighting... He is really dissatisfied when he has been surrounded and suppressed by German weapon masters all year round but has never been surrounded.
But now, Lu Feizhang is really convinced.
Just a broken steel helmet can do so many tricks, horizontal and jumping, and those things will break into pieces as soon as they are shot out, which is more powerful than a cannon.
While turning his head to order his men, he gently stroked the box cannon with the wooden box in his hand.
When the Japanese soldiers approached, the safety of the two tanks would depend on him and his men.
He made a bet with Cao Zijin, who was protecting another tank, to see whose tank could last longer.
Looking at the Japanese Marines who were getting closer and closer, he gestured to the soldiers lined up in two lines and shouted,
"Everyone, be careful. The Japs are coming, two at a time. We must not let the Japs get close to our tanks. Prepare..."
Unlike other Chinese armies, they really have no problem with executing orders.
Especially in combat, they have richer experience just a few days after taking off their Red Star hats.