Although the Japanese army was full of confidence, they did not start the infantry charge too blindly after all.
They still used firepower to suppress the infantry before the charge.
The bullet links swept out by 24 heavy machine guns hit the fresh digging of fresh soil in the trenches of more than 1,000 meters wide across the river. There was no smoke and dust everywhere, but the soil was splashing.
At least thirty grenade launchers were gathered to fire four wheels in a row, and hundreds of grenades burst into a mess on the Chinese position that remained quiet.
Even for all the Japanese infantry crawling only more than 100 meters away from the Chinese position, the human remains of the grenade that happened to fall into the trenches can be clearly seen.
"Squad leader, my legs are gone, help me find my legs." In the trench, a Chinese soldier roared in panic as he pressed his legs that had completely broken and exposed his ferocious wound.
Even though he was ready to face death, the soldiers' emotions collapsed at that moment when the pain came.
Their bodies and hair are affected by their parents, and almost no one can see their limbs missing with their own eyes. They are soldiers and ordinary people.
"Aniu, don't move, don't move, everyone is looking for you." The veteran on the side took off his clothes and knelt in the trenches with sweat. While he was wearing military clothes to wrap the broken leg wound that made people dare not look directly, he quickly wrapped his thighs with a belt.
There were flesh and bones exposed there, and white strips were also carried, which were the tendons of the human body and substances such as ligaments in the future.
The veteran has experienced countless battlefields, so he is not frightened by the terrible wounds, but he knows very well that if he does not wrap the wound tightly and strangle the thigh artery with a belt, and does not have to wait until the wound is infected, his soldiers will die of a large amount of blood loss.
"I want my legs, I can't live without legs! Without legs, how can I farm! My father and mother are waiting for me to go back to support them!" The soldier cried so hard, like a child who suffered a lot of grievances.
Looking up at the sky, the injured soldier's eyes were filled with despair.
"Aniu, don't panic. Your father and mother, brothers are responsible for raising your land, and I and brothers are also responsible for your family." The veteran felt miserable and comforted his soldiers who had broken their emotions.
He knew that what his brothers were really afraid of was not being a useless person without legs, nor even death, but that their parents at home were not raised.
A Niu is the only son, and only two younger sisters are there. He joined the army not for national hatred, but for family grudges, but just wanted to earn more money to support his family.
After three years of joining the army, he was young and strong and willing to endure hardships. He was transferred from the ordinary infantry unit to the guard battalion of the division headquarters. A few months ago, he asked someone to bring a letter to his parents in his hometown, saying that he had been promoted and could get an extra piece of rice every month to let his parents not treat him badly. During the Chinese New Year, his two sisters also pulled some floral cloth to make flowery cotton jackets for them.
However, with the advent of the war, all the dreams of this ordinary soldier were shattered. Even if he could survive, his simplest wish of farming for his parents to support his elderly parents could not be realized.
"Really? Squad leader, don't lie to me." A trace of hope flashed in the soldier's desperate eyes.
"I swear to the heaven that if I, Feng Daxian, could live, your Zeng Aniu's parents will be my Feng Daxian's parents. Not only you, but also the parents of all the brothers in the squad, will be. If you disobey this, the sky will thunder and lightning." The voice of the squad leader who hugged his own soldiers tightly even overshadowed the grenade explosion that the Japanese army was still throwing wildly and the sound of heavy machine gun bullets whizzing past their heads.
That was the promise of the comrades.
I made a promise before the war and made another promise during the war.
Because parents thousands of miles away care about their parents, but they don’t care about their parents?
The Chinese people's concern for blood connection is the most important basis for the continuation of the five thousand years of Yellow River civilization.
"Then I'll be relieved, squad leader, let me sleep for a while, and when I fall asleep, it won't hurt anymore." The biggest hidden worry in my heart was completely relieved, and my eyes drooped, and I murmured softly.
The veteran's heart suddenly felt ache, and it hurt to make his heart and liver scratch. As a veteran with rich combat experience, he knew that this was a sign of excessive blood loss. It was not that he was sleepy, but that the large amount of blood loss caused his brain to be severely hypoxia.
This sleep is a deep sleep, and I will never wake up again in this life.
The veteran can wake up the soldiers who are about to enter the sleeping state and let him hold on for a while and wait until the medical team behind him comes up.
But, so what? Can the medical team solve his blood loss on such a battlefield?
cannot!
The final outcome was that his brother lies alone in the wilderness, enduring huge pain, and swallowed his last breath alone.
"Sleep! A Niu, you will not feel any pain when you fall asleep." The veteran chose to hug the soldiers and whisper in the artillery fire.
He also knew that the brother who was breathing weaker and weaker could no longer hear it.
Looking up at the sky, there were no stars in the sky, dark clouds were deep, and tears were spreading along the corners of the eyes, and two clear marks were hanging on the face covered with smoke and dust.
But this is the only thing the veteran can do, using the warmth of his chest to accompany him to sleep.
On the battlefield of fire.
"Aniu, your legs, your legs! I found it." The soldier in the infantry squad who had the best relationship with Aniu rolled and crawled, sending the half-broken leg that had already exploded from the trench more than ten meters away.
However, he was greeted by two people who were solidified like statues.
The veteran squad leader hugged the broken-legged soldier tightly.
The broken-legged soldier had no sound.
"Aniu, I have found your legs! You are so good at talking to me!" The soldier leaned on the ground and cried in tears.
"Why are you crying!" The veteran who had no expression for a while glared fiercely. "I want to cry, and I will cry when I'm dead."
Turning back to listen to the movement outside the position, his eyes flashed with a fierce luster, "The Japanese heavy machine gun shooting is getting less, and the grenade throwing has become thinner. The infantry is about to charge forward. Everyone is ready for me to beat him, and each person has two magazines. After all, they will throw grenades for me."
The veteran's judgment is not wrong.
In order to prevent accidental injury from one's own people, the 24 heavy machine guns located at the end gradually stopped firing, and less than half of the grenade launchers were still throwing. The killing has become secondary. The main purpose is to form smoke in front of the Chinese position, make its vision worse, and cover the infantry's charge.
"Kill the chicken!" The roars made by the Japanese front-line commander even reached the Chinese trenches.
The "dongdong" sound made by the heavy leather boots of the Japanese army on the ground, and at that moment, even the explosion of the grenade was overwhelmed, making people unable to help but their scalp numb.
It was a charge of nearly 800 people, even on the long defense line as long as 1,500 meters, it seemed dense.
Under the reflection of the afterglow of the flare, you can see a Japanese army holding a bayonet rifle that has been installed almost every 5 meters.
From 150 meters away, the Japanese army entered a full-speed charge.
If nothing unexpected happens, they will be able to rush to the Chinese position in 25 seconds.
The tip of the bayonet shone cold in the white light, showing the determination and courage of the Japanese army to attack.
China continues to remain silent.
It seems that they have never existed.
In the field 600 meters away from the Japanese army, two majors clenched their palms at the same time.
They believe in the courage of their own, but they also know the tenacity of their opponents. Although their opponents were embarrassed in the past six days, they also made them feel like they were as big as a fight.
How will the opponent deal with their hard punch?
Quiet, more terrifying than the response of a blazing rain of bullets.
The intuition of the battlefield reminds them that perhaps what is waiting for them is not what they want to see.
However, it is difficult to collect the water.
The battlefield is not allowed to look forward and backward.
The two Japanese Army Majors who were so nervous that their faces were stiff and hated their intuitions.
That was really an incomparable torment.
During the period when the Japanese infantry rushed for 100 meters.
But when the flames began to splash on the Chinese position, the Japanese army fell down, and the earth-yellow color that was moving forward bravely was like a huge wave slamming on the reefs, and could only roll back.
Chapter completed!