When the smoke cleared, what appeared in front of Kazuo Yanagawa, who was stunned, were two large pits. Around the large pits were scattered Japanese corpses and crooked infantry artillery pieces.
The once thick and gleaming barrel of the gun was twisted like a twist and pointed at the sky, as if telling God, the power of this howitzer is really not small, even my steel body can't bear it.
The corpses of Japanese soldiers scattered everywhere are also strange, but many corpses have one thing in common: they are naked and beaten into streaking. That is because the energy of the shock wave is too great, peeling off the clothes of the Japanese soldiers in an instant, and at the same time emitting a huge
The heat baked these exposed bodies black.
There were even two masses of tissue that didn't know whether it was liver or kidney. They flew a full 200 meters and landed not far from Major Yanagawa. They were steaming and had an inexplicable smell of barbecue.
It was cooked by the high temperature caused by the explosion. Fukuyama Akane's face suddenly turned green, and his stomach was churning. If it weren't for the fact that the commander was still in the sleepwalking stage, Captain Fukuyama Akane would have vomited it out immediately to alleviate the pain similar to a woman's pregnancy.
That irreversible feeling of nausea.
The nightmare of the two Japanese commanders is not over yet.
Under Zhao Ergou's confused and haphazard orders, the soldiers of the artillery company happily fired four more shots at the location where the Japanese reserve troops were stationed as reported by the observer.
The crazy firecrackers were going off like crazy, and the dizzy Company Commander Zhao's face was trembling with distress. This bitch went out with four firecrackers at once, and it was worth 400 oceans!
"Baga, spread out, spread out." Fukuyama Akane's face changed drastically, and he pushed Major Yanagawa under him again, who had been completely stunned by the shock, and yelled heartbreakingly.
"Puff puff"
The sound like the scythe of death continued to sound.
The nearly 200 Imperial Japanese Army, which had been in full formation just now and had a majestic appearance, were running like a fertilized, no, frightened rabbit on the black earth.
Perhaps, the external performance is basically the same.
Unfortunately, their naturally short legs still restricted their speed. After four loud noises, there was a wail.
At least dozens of soldiers went to serve Amaterasu at the first opportunity, and dozens of soldiers also vomited blood and seemed to be candidates to serve Amaterasu.
An infantry squadron of an enemy battalion instantly lost more than half of its combat effectiveness and was directly disabled.
Without heavy machine guns, light machine guns, or infantry artillery, the last string of Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground with heavy casualties and still firing at a company of officers and soldiers was broken.
They were no longer satisfied with covering each other and crawling back. That speed was too slow. At least dozens of their colleagues had been blown away by the falling mortar shells, and then fell to the ground in obscurity.
And, unfortunately, among them was the commander of the 1st Infantry Squadron, Koji Ishida. His once handsome and straight nose was completely cut off by shrapnel, his entire face turned into a flat plate, and his eyelids had become gray and staring.
The sky seems to be accusing, it's okay to cut off the nose, but if you remove the eyelids, you will not be able to close your eyes until you die!
The Japanese army finally collapsed at this moment.
Countless khaki military uniforms jumped up from the ground, without taking the 38-meter cover that they regarded as life, and ran down the mountain with bare hands, unscrupulously exposing their backs to hundreds of rifles, more than ten light machine guns, and
, in front of five MG42 machine guns that were already firing.
The hundreds of officers and soldiers in the company did not cheer or jump for joy. They just mechanically pulled the bolt of the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger. Accompanied by the roars of the two machine guns, "ta-da-da" and "puff-puff."
Targets, countless moving targets, this is the only one in the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the company.
Facing the collapsed enemy, according to the usual practice, all officers and soldiers should rush out of the trenches, continue to pursue and kill, and expand the victory, but no one gave the order, including Liu Lang, who was watching all this with a slight curl of the corner of his mouth.
There is no need to expand the results of the battle, because no one can outrun the bullets, and no one can outrun the fire from more than a dozen machine guns.
This is not fighting, but massacre.
As the last Japanese soldier was cut into two pieces by the flames sprayed by two MG42 machine guns, he fell 300 meters away. All the remaining 200 Japanese soldiers fell on the way back as they ran back. Many of them outran their comrades, but
Still can't beat the bullet.
The two Japanese infantry squadrons that attacked the company's frontal position were wiped out by the regiment, and none of them escaped.
Of course, this is just a microcosm of the three lines of defense of the Independent Regiment.
In fact, when the MG42 was brought to the battlefield eight years in advance, the fate of the Japanese army without dense defensive formations was already doomed. The torrent of bullets fired by dozens of MG42 machine guns was almost unstoppable, especially for the Japanese army without any cover.
Word.
Whether it was Luowen Yukou, Shanzhaoyu or Qianzhangzi, the independent regiment, which had complete fortifications and several times the superior firepower of the Japanese army, defeated the Japanese army, which was arrogant and still relied on previous judgments.
Less than a thousand Japanese soldiers were able to escape from the position alive, and a full 5,000 Japanese soldiers completed their oath of loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor at three passes.
The mountain is originally dyed black by plant ash. If you look at it from a distance, you will find that the black is filled with flowing dark red, forming a picture of pure stream of consciousness.
Weird and novel.
The Japanese army ran wildly. Due to the movement and the bayonet, the 1.7-meter-long spear was thrown away. The jingling individual shovel and water bottle hanging on the waist were thrown away. All objects that blocked their running were discarded.
They just want to leave this hell, where most of their comrades are buried.
The terrifying machine guns of the Chinese were completely unstoppable by human power. Before they could even hear the sound of the gunfire, they saw bursts of blood mist rising from their companions.
The large holes that appeared instantly on the body could not be stopped by the hemostatic bag. The whole body was like a kettle full of holes, and soon turned strangely pale, which was a sign that all the blood had flowed out.
The majors and captains of each brigade who were hiding behind to supervise the battle were also running. If they didn't run, they would become prisoners of the Chinese people.
Not everyone has the courage to commit suicide to serve the Emperor, especially since everyone knows very well that the order to launch an all-out attack without fully detecting the enemy's firepower was issued by that idiot Major General Suzuki Mitsuchi.
After the war, he will be responsible for the defeat.
Now that you have such a big person taking the blame, you wouldn't be an idiot if you didn't run away!
"Sir, the little devils have collapsed. Let us charge and completely eliminate them."
"Tuanzuo, give the order!"
"Tuanzuo, we can't let these idiots escape."
The phone number at the headquarters of the first company where Liu Lang was stationed was about to explode. Almost all frontline commanders called, requesting to lead troops in pursuit.
Even Chi Dakui and Yu Xiancheng couldn't sit still. Although they were overjoyed to have destroyed most of the Japanese troops in the Fourth Brigade in this battle, thousands of Japanese invaders were fleeing frantically. This was a tempting place.
Human fat also exudes an alluring aroma.
Whoever it was, they might be a little ready to make a move!
"Okay! Anyone who wants to make a mark can go, but I have to tell you first that the Japanese army still has two artillery brigades that are idle at the moment!" Liu Lang woke up the commanders at all levels with just one sentence.
What should we do now? It's not a charge, it's to hide from the artillery! The kid's artillery will definitely take revenge.