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Chapter 38 Containment

The French already knew that there was gold in this tunnel, and the Germans naturally knew it as well. Because of this, this position has been heavily attacked by the Germans in the past two days.

The Germans seemed to have a premonition that something was not going to happen, and this time the attack was very intense. The forward line had already rushed into position, and a steady stream of German troops were gathering behind the rear parapet, ready to join the attack.

Prepare grenades, prepare grenades. Just when the Germans rushed into the 50-meter distance, Qin Zhiyuan issued orders in Chinese and French at the same time.

The sound of gunfire on the position was sparse. Only the machine guns were still roaring wildly. The riflemen had stopped shooting and were preparing to throw grenades. Even the auxiliary soldiers were preparing. This was one of their tasks.

Leaning slightly, countless smoking grenades were thrown towards the Germans like hailstones. The Germans were suddenly in chaos. Some wanted to dodge, some wanted to pick them up and throw them back, and some even looked crazy and spoke nonsense.

Howling, he rushed forward in response to the grenade.

Regarding the F1 grenade, its killing range is very large, reaching as far as 35 meters. When thousands of grenades explode at the same time, the front of the French army's position is a place of death made of grenade fragments. Whether it is dodging or charging,

, cannot escape the coverage of grenade fragments.

The charging Germans were like waves crashing on the cliff, shattering into nothingness and turning into powder.

Xiaer, Xiaer Qin Zhiyuan threw the grenade in his hand, then turned back and called the engineer company commander.

I'm here, sir, please give me your orders. Charles, who was wearing a steel helmet, also had a rifle in his hand. It seemed that he had also participated in the battle just now.

He immediately called for artillery support. Qin Zhiyuan looked at the continuous line of German skirmishers and called for artillery support to form a battlefield barrier.

Yes, sir, call for artillery support immediately. Charles repeated the order, turned around and got into the tunnel.

At this time, you would never dare to salute, which would only make Qin Zhiyuan the focus of the Germans' fire.

Two auxiliary soldiers carried a stretcher and hurried past Qin Zhiyuan. Next to them, a French soldier with an injured shoulder was leading four or five people to stagger towards the direction of the tunnel. These people were all eyes.

Injured, they couldn't see anything, so they could only retreat to the tunnel one by one. No one could care about them now, and they needed to save themselves.

Soon, the whistling sound of artillery shells flying by was heard in the air, and then balls of orange-red flames and thick smoke exploded from the German charging front. In the smoke, some Germans were blown to pieces by the violent explosion, and some were killed.

They were thrown into the air by the impact, and then their limbs were twisted and fell to the ground motionless. More people were howled by the explosion, rolling and crawling to find cover in the crater, or silently speeding up their pace and charging.

The momentum of the German charge was obviously curbed. Although the Germans were still charging, their morale and intensity were no longer comparable to what they had just been.

Mr. Qin, the lights in the tunnel are out and we can't perform the operation. Mao Shiba came out of the tunnel wearing gloves and came to Qin Zhiyuan to ask for help.

Go to Charles and ask him to repair the light. It's probably just a matter of changing the light bulb. Qin Zhiyuan doesn't need to do this himself.

I don’t know how to speak. Mao Shiba is worried to death. He must pass the language barrier.

Just point at the light and he will understand what you mean. Qin Zhiyuan aimed at a German soldier and shot him down.

Mr. Qin, this light doesn't work. It's so dark that even if I point to the electric light, he can't see. Mao Shiba wants to faint.

Qin Zhiyuan finally jumped out of the shooting position, rolled into the trench, and then led Mao Shiba into the tunnel.

At this moment, Qin Zhiyuan finally understood what the role of an officer was.

In the tunnel, Charles had repaired the light bulb. Although the power supply was still unstable and the light bulb flickered on and off like a ghost, there was still some light and he could barely perform the operation.

Field surgery does not seek to cure, but only seeks to control the injury, and then wait until it is sent to the rear. If the internal organs are really injured and the injury is too serious, there is no need to save, just wait for death. This is not cruelty, but objective conditions

The decision was made because the current treatment level is at this level, and because of the outbreak of war in France, there is a serious shortage of medical personnel and they are powerless.

It is for this reason that the two knives among Chinese laborers are so valued. Chinese laborers are good at treating bruises and gunshot wounds, that is, surgery, and surgeons are the doctors most needed in the war.

Gas bombs, wear a gas mask. Qin Zhiyuan heard someone shouting in French, pulled off the gas mask hanging on his chest, put it on his face, and then rushed out of the tunnel.

During World War I, poison gas was used on the battlefield. In order to protect against poison gas damage, soldiers were issued gas masks. As long as they wore the gas mask, the poison gas would not cause significant harm to the human body. But if you were unfortunately exposed to poison gas, then only

You can wait for death, or do some simple treatment to reduce the damage as much as possible. There is no complete treatment.

Starting from April last year, the German army first used poison gas in the war, and then Britain and France were equipped with gas masks. Qin Zhiyuan and others were equipped with gas masks when they were in Kapi. For this reason, Qin Zhiyuan also specially made a use

training.

The French had been tortured by poison gas for more than a year, and they already knew very well when Guy put on the gas mask, but the Chinese didn't know, and they didn't understand the language. Qin Zhiyuan was worried, fearing that Qin Zhisheng and the others, who were still fighting on the battlefield, didn't put on the gas mask in time.

Gas masks suffered heavy casualties.

As soon as he came out of the tunnel, Qin Zhiyuan felt relieved. He saw that all the Chinese people had put on gas masks. It was Ian, the commander of the infantry company, who reminded them one by one. Although he didn't understand the language, Ian could use hand gestures, which was good.

It can also explain the meaning.

It seems that the Chinese group is doing pretty well and the French have accepted them.

When they first entered the battle, some Chinese soldiers were indeed in a panic. It was the first time for the Chinese to go to the battlefield, and it was their first time to line up to kill the foreign adults with real swords and guns. It was normal for the Chinese to be in a dilemma.

As the battle progressed, the advantages of the Chinese soldiers began to emerge. Most of them had excellent physical coordination and very good shooting accuracy. They were on par with the veterans of the French army. Many of them were even qualified as snipers.

Chinese soldiers are flexible and can move from one shooting position to another at the fastest speed, and can attack the enemy more flexibly. Chinese soldiers have stronger hands, or in other words, Chinese soldiers are better at exerting force and throwing.

Hand grenades are accurate and far away. The French army usually throws grenades from 30 meters to 40 meters away, while many Chinese soldiers can throw grenades 50 meters away when they raise their hands. Animals like Zheng Dali can throw them 70 meters away when they raise their hands.

Humanoid mortar.

Therefore, when the momentum of the German charge was contained, many Chinese soldiers stopped shooting and instead threw grenades.

They withdrew from the shooting position, stood in the trench, stretched out their posture, twisted their waists and hips, and threw the grenades in the direction of the Germans in the most stretched posture. The grenades were thrown high and far, up to ten meters away.

This is a real humanoid mortar.


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