An artillery shell roared over the Ezaobang River and landed on the supplementary company's position in a graceful arc. As the ground shook violently, a huge mushroom cloud rose up, and mud and mist flew in all directions, scorching hot.
The air waves swept away in all directions.
The remnant soldiers who were gathering together to drink porridge were like weeds in the field. The air wave swept past them, and they were all knocked to the ground. The porridge in the bowl also flew out and was scattered into the muddy water.
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Fatty Tian San was knocked over by the air wave and fell into the muddy water of the trench. He suddenly turned into a wet clay figure. He got up in embarrassment and touched the muddy water on his face. His eyes were full of anger: "Little devil, I'm drafting
Grandma!"
Lie down!
Yang Ling flew over, and the fat man rolled into the muddy water again. His long mouth was filled with mud. A shell landed on the earthen beams of the trench. There was a loud bang and most of the trench collapsed. Yang Ling and the fat man's backs were blown away.
It is covered with a thick layer of soil.
Dense artillery shells fell into the defenders' positions one after another. The survivors of the 61st Division who were having breakfast threw away their rice bowls and jumped into the trenches filled with mud and water like frightened rabbits.
"Hurry and hide from the artillery!" Lao Yanqiang stood up and stumbled towards the bunker of the Tibetan Soldier Cave not far away. The artillery shells kept falling, and the splashing earth and rocks hit his body with burning pain. At this moment, he
I don't care about that much, I just want to escape as soon as possible.
The remaining soldiers cursed and ran away. Artillery shells fell intensively. The corpses on the position were blown high into the sky, and then the blood, flesh and internal organs rained down like a rain of blood. A stench lingered in the air.
spread across the battlefield.
"Wow!" The blown-up internal organs were poured on Luo Dayong's head. The tall and thick man smelled the nauseating stench, and his heart was filled with five flavors. He couldn't help but spit out all the porridge he had just poured into his stomach.
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"Don't lie down, hide in the bomb crater!" Yang Ling picked up the fat man Tian San who was stunned by the bomb, and shouted at the remaining soldiers running randomly on the battlefield.
The chance of the Japanese artillery shells landing in the same crater was very small, and Yang Ling hoped that this way he could avoid disaster.
A remnant soldier trembled and fell to the ground. Facing the roar of explosions all around him, his legs went weak and he covered his ears and screamed. The ground shook violently, and he felt as if his internal organs had been shattered.
, his head swelled, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.
"Damn it! Bullying us for not having artillery!" The 361st Regiment was set up in a command bunker several hundred meters behind. Major leader Li Zhong looked at the position in front being covered by Japanese artillery fire. He was filled with grief and anger and punched the sandbag.
Angry curse.
The field artillery wing affiliated to the 9th Division of the Japanese Army is equipped with 36 75mm field guns. At this moment, the gun barrels exuding metallic luster are bombarding the 61st Battalion on the other side. With the sound of "boom",
One after another, the artillery shells soared into the sky and landed on the other side, causing huge mud fog.
The position of the 361st Regiment of the 61st Division received special attention, because after a night of fierce fighting, the Japanese army dropped more than 300 corpses in front of their position, which completely angered the Japanese army. They launched a crazy artillery retaliation at this moment.
Li Zhong, the commander of the 361st Regiment, watched helplessly as his position was turned into ruins under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Japanese army. He watched the frightened and running soldiers being blown into two pieces. He closed his eyes in pain and couldn't bear it.
Seeing such a tragedy happen, he stood there and let the shaking soil fall all over his body.
"Regiment leader, it's too dangerous here, why don't we retreat!" The disgraced adjutant stumbled into the bunker regiment headquarters, rushed to Li Zhong, and suggested.
"What did you say!" Li Zhong asked loudly as the roar of cannons made his ears buzz.
"Team leader! It's too dangerous here. Should we retreat?" the adjutant shouted loudly, grabbing Sangzi. This time Li Zhong heard clearly.
Li Zhong dusted off the dirt all over his body, picked up the medium-sized rifle that was placed on the wooden board, pulled the bolt and shouted: "If anyone dares to evacuate without permission! I will kill him first!"
Li Zhong's words made the officers who had originally intended to retreat tremble. Looking at Li Zhong's red eyes, they knew that Li Zhong was not joking.
The regiment leader Li Zhong looked around at the officers in the headquarters and shouted: "It is our duty as a soldier to protect our homeland and our country! The Japanese army will kill my compatriots and occupy my land! How can we soldiers have any reason to retreat!"
"Assemble the guard company! Follow me to kill the enemy and serve the country!" Li Zhong shouted, already striding away from the headquarters bunker with his rifle in hand.
The regiments at the regiment headquarters were all passionate soldiers. They watched helplessly as their country fell and their compatriots were killed. They had been holding their breath for a long time. When Li Zhong raised their arms and shouted, their hearts suddenly boiled with blood.
"I'm going to fight Little Japan today!" The officers all drew their guns one after another, following Li Zhong's footsteps and striding towards the position, preparing for a bloody battle with the Japanese army.
The Japanese field artillery regiment used up a base of ammunition before stopping the bombardment. The Chinese defenders' position on the right bank had been plowed over, and there were bombed and fragmented corpses everywhere, and the trenches were also transformed.
Got to pieces.
Yang Ling stood up unsteadily from the muddy water, his brain was filled with a drowsy roar. He knew that this was the sequelae of the shelling. He climbed up the trench and saw countless Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets lining up as skirmishers.
The line came over.
"Are you still breathing? The Japanese are already here, ready to fight!" Yang Ling quickly ran to the place where they stored ammunition, lifted up the reed pole covering it, grabbed the bullets and a rifle, turned around and jumped in
Trenches filled with mud and water.
"I'm still alive, hahaha, still alive." Luo Dayong stood up unsteadily, grinning and yelling, as if he was going crazy.
"I know you're alive, but you'll be dead soon!" Lao Yanqiang spat out a mouthful of mud and kicked Luo Dayong out of his mind angrily: "Hurry up and get your gun, the Japanese are already here!"
Three of the dozen or so remnant soldiers died. The bodies were all blown to pieces and their faces could not be distinguished. But this is war, cruel and bloody. On this battlefield where human lives are like nothing, no one knows whether the next one will die.
Himself, so there was no time to cry and be sad.
Yang Ling pulled the bolt of the gun and unloaded it, then aimed the crosshair at the Japanese lieutenant holding the command knife in his hand, waiting for the opponent to enter the shooting range.
The remnant soldiers also took out their weapons one after another, and lay on both sides of Yang Ling. The bolts of their guns clicked, and they gasped for air. They were the weak defense line of this position.
"Damn it, three more are dead." Lao Yanqiang unscrewed the grenade in front of him, muttering to himself not sure if he was cursing or regretting, seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the supplementary company, Lao Yanqiang
My mood is getting worse and worse.
Yang Ling turned his head and looked at the company position next to him, and saw the company commander Xiong Dawu, who was hunched over in the trench. At this moment, he was unscrewing the grenades one by one with an angry face and his lips were moving. Why did both company commanders like it?