"Woo" As soon as we ran into the trench with the small stones, the whistling of shells rang out in the sky, and then rows of shells exploded near our position.
The fierce shelling looked like it was going to plow all the soil in front of us, including us, and the land was turned over by the continuous and dull bombardment. Each shell is accompanied by a strange and disgusting scream: the explosion of each shell is like a giant's foot stepping heavily on the ground, making the whole earth tremble: every shell will Large clumps of soil and vegetation were thrown into the sky
So the sewage no longer matters, nor does the mud. Just like the old squad leader said, for a moment we felt that the trench was not deep enough. Although the smelly and bitter salty sewage kept pouring into our mouths and noses, and even though the mud made it difficult for us to breathe, we still felt that the trench was not deep enough. We still try to keep our bodies as low as possible. No matter how low we are, no one wants to pop up and face the world of death blown up by artillery shells outside.
¡°Obviously, the Japanese landing this time was not as rash as the last time. They only prepared for half an hour and then attacked rashly, so that the entire division simply jumped into the trap set by our army and was unable to extricate itself.
This is not a good thing for us, because it means that the Japanese army's upcoming offensive must be well-prepared and well-aimed.
Sure enough, before the sound of gunfire stopped, there was a black plane flying towards us in the sky.
These aircraft must have taken off from Japanese aircraft carriers to assist in the battle. Japanese pilots are the safest branch on the battlefield, because our army neither has decent anti-aircraft guns nor a strong enough air force to compete with them. The Japanese pilots naturally know this. This is why they bombed us extremely arrogantly. All kinds of aircraft strafed at low altitudes along our trenches and bombed us indiscriminately. This was the first time I felt the power of large-caliber artillery in the wild. It should be said that this feeling is completely different from that in the city, although the result is the same: death. After all, the buildings and fortifications in the city cannot withstand the Japanese naval guns, but at least the houses and ruins in the city can give us a sense of security.
What do we have here? There was nothing but mud and sewage. When the layers of mud lifted up by the shells covered me, almost burying me at the bottom of the trench, I began to wonder if this was the grave we dug for ourselves. .
¡°However, even so, I still didn¡¯t dare to make the slightest move, because I was worried that if I raised my head, my entire head would be knocked off by flying shrapnel. I could only curl up in the trench like a fetus, helpless like a child.
A huge explosion sounded next to me, instantly shaking my ears to the point of buzzing. In my sight, I vaguely saw the "mud rain" caused by the explosion falling from the sky, and then a black thing crossed the trench and fell heavily in front of me. When I saw the thing clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned
This is the steaming remains of a comrade-in-arms. It is called a wreck because it is a bare torso and has no limbs. Its chest, neck, and face have been completely bruised and bloody by shrapnel. Can't recognize the original appearance. However, I soon discovered that it was inappropriate to call it a wreckage, because he was still alive, his mouth was still moving, and he was moaning and speaking in a guttural voice. This voice was like coming from another person. World: "What's wrong with me? What happened? Why is it so dark? Where is my body? Why can't I feel my body, help help me"
The small stone was not far from me. He was so frightened by this strange scene that he screamed and almost hysterically clung to the side wall of the trench to avoid the torso without limbs. Not long after, the torso twitched and stopped moving. At this time, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart It seemed to be more terrifying alive than dead.
Finally, after more than half an hour, all the bombing stopped, and the unbearable screams of the wounded who were missing arms and legs from the bombing on the position began. Then he still huddled in the trench and didn't dare to move. Of course there are some exceptions, but these exceptions are all due to mental breakdown and desperate attempts to rush out
Originally, I thought that only the soldiers of our 15th Regiment would be in such a mess, but I stuck my head out and looked at the soldiers of the 18th Army stationed in the front and found that they were not much different. But this is not surprising. The battles between the warlords they fought before were different. First, the troops in the melee between warlords had no sense of honor because they were fighting their own people, so as long as they were stronger, the opponent would basically collapse at the first touch: the other What's more important is that at that time, heavy machine guns or mortars could be regarded as heavy weapons, so those small weapons compared to today's
¡¼¡¼Japan¡½ Recently, it can be said that it is just a small fight.
I have taken care of my body and am convinced that I don¡¯t haveAfter being wounded, he quickly turned his attention to the rifle in his hand. I know that a gun is the most important thing besides your body on the battlefield, because whether you can save your life depends on the gun in your hand, right?
Fortunately, because it was wrapped with a raincoat to make it waterproof, it was not stained by mud as I feared. The battles during this period of time taught me that firearms often jam due to the entry of dust or sand, which is undoubtedly fatal on the battlefield.
Suddenly there was a sound of tank motors and the rattling of belt coverings outside the trench, and we soon realized that the enemy was right in front of us.
"Get up, get up!" An officer was running hard in the trench while waving his mobile phone and shouting at us: "The kid is coming up, get up get ready for battle!" "Half a minute later, I could tell from his movements and voice that he was the director of education. The reason it took me so long to recognize him was because everyone in the trench looked like a clay figure. But now who can tell? Do you care about this? At this time, all we could see were the Japanese troops advancing towards us from the open field with guns raised.
The Japanese army that appeared in front of us consisted of about one regiment. Of course, I knew that this was only part of their strength. They had two divisions and four regiments on this line, and they were preparing to attack those of us who had just been bombed and had not yet slowed down. The sudden ** launched a fatal blow!
However, what surprised me a little wasthe Japanese army, which has always been known for its rapid charge, dared to attack very slowly this time. I put the rifle on the trench and looked through the scope in the direction of the Japanese army, and soon discovered the reason for their slow charging speed. The heavy rain just now made the open space outside the trench muddy, which made the Japanese tanks It's impossible to drive on it at all.
A group of Japanese soldiers tried to use rocks and tree trunks to make the tanks move, but soon found that all this was in vain. The land was filled with holes by their noses, which they could not fill up. Or it can be said that they realized that the attack speed was too slow, so they abandoned the tanks and rushed four hundred meters towards the Eighteenth Army's position with their rifles roaring!
Perhaps because there were too many bomb craters on the position and the road was slippery after the rain, the charging speed of the little ghost was still much slower than usual. This is for those of us who have been fighting against the little Japanese these past few days. Feel deeper. It's like someone who's been driving a car all this time is suddenly on a bus. But obviously this is a good thing for us, so at this time I hope that the rain can fall harder, and it would be best if the entire position turns into a swamp!
Three hundred meters!
Although there was mud everywhere and it was difficult to walk, the little ghost seemed to have received training in this area. Although the speed was slower, the formation was not chaotic at all. Seeing this, I couldn't help but frown secretly. It seemed that these little Japanese books in front of me were not easy to deal with. But this is also common sense. The first batch of Japanese troops to invade our country were not soldiers who had undergone long-term training.
Two hundred meters!
The soldiers of the 18th Army still had no intention of shooting. They seemed to want to put the small [Japanese] book closer and then shoot. This is correct if you are facing ordinary opponents, because if you are confident in your own firepower, you will undoubtedly be able to kill as many enemies as possible if you attack from close range. But they are not facing ordinary enemies, they are facing small Japan
Seeing this, the soldiers and I couldn't help but look at each other in shock. Those of us who had fought against the Japanese all knew that our brothers in the 18th Army were going to suffer this time. They don¡¯t know that the grenade can be thrown 200 meters away by the small [Japanese] Japanese. They don¡¯t know that the usual tactic of the small [Japanese] Japanese when charging is to fire the grenade first when approaching the enemy¡¯s front line about 200 meters away. , and then continue to attack forward while taking advantage of the fire cover of the grenade
It is said that Xiao Japanese also fought against the Japanese in Shanghai a few years ago, but at that time the people fighting Xiao Japanese in Shanghai were the 19th Route Army and the Fifth Army, so the Ten The Eighth Army had no experience fighting the Japanese army at all
I have to make it clear that this was not because we did not intentionally tell the people in the 18th Army. This was because we did not expect that the brothers in the 18th Army did not know the Japanese tactics. On the other hand, because the 18th Army was too arrogant and did not take our motley army seriously, the two armies lacked proper communication. In that case, even if we spoke, they would be dismissive, right?
Sure enough, the Japanese army's offensive soon slowed down. First, a few tn light machine guns were fired at the ground and then they randomly fired at the position of the 18th Army. Then, a row of grenade launchers flashed out and squatted down on the ground. Seeing what they were doing, the grenade launched dozens of grenades towards the 18th Army's position! .