Volume 1 Deserter's Bloodbath Chapter 29 Persistence!
Fierce firefights on the battlefield will not stop because of the death of one person, even if that person is the highest commander. At this time, the person with the highest rank on the battlefield of the National Army will take over the command and let the brothers continue to fight. The Sino-Japanese War has just begun, and the spirit of the veterans of the National Army is still there, and there will not be a large-scale rout!
Together with the Death Squadron, the First Battalion was defending the north of Xinzhen. There were only two companies on the long front line, and one company and the battalion headquarters personnel were the last reserve. They had to defend four directions. The other two battalions were under even greater pressure. The division headquarters was in Xinzhen, and Yu Ziwen dared not slack off in the slightest!
“Bang, bang, bang…”
There are not many sharpshooters in the two companies, and chaotic gunfire rang out on the long front line.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Those who bend over and attack forward are not good people. They are running to find cover, then squatting down and quickly shooting at the brothers who are shooting!
"Da da da……"
“Boom boom boom…”
“Boom, boom, boom…”
The Japs' light and heavy machine guns and grenade launchers had been waiting. As soon as the Nationalist Army launched a counterattack, a barrage of bullets and grenades rushed towards the trenches of the first battalion...
“Puff, puff…”
"ah!"
…
Brothers were constantly blown away by grenades, and more were hit by the Japanese machine gun bullets. Screams continued to be heard from the trenches, and some didn't even have time to fire a shot.
"Idiot! Don't you know to hide in the trench?" Feng E cursed in the shell crater, then stood up again and continued shooting.
"boom!"
After firing a shot, Feng E immediately retracted his attack. He was really frightened by the Japanese artillery fire and machine gun bullets.
"Battalion Commander, our brothers have suffered heavy casualties. We can't stop them. The Japs are charging at us!"
A brother pointed at the Japanese soldiers who were getting closer and closer and shouted angrily. There were already very few sharpshooters in the first battalion, and only one was left in this round of shooting. If they didn't open fire on all fronts, they would probably have to wait for a bayonet fight with the Japanese soldiers.
"Brothers, open fire. Don't save bullets with your light or heavy machine guns. Don't fire at the enemy's machine guns. Fire at the enemy's charging infantry!"
The battalion commander made a painful decision as he looked at the Japanese who were attacking continuously from 250 meters away.
The Japanese troops attacking the northern defense line of Xinzhen had only one squadron of more than 200 people, but they had the fire support of an infantry artillery squadron, a mortar squad and a heavy machine gun squad. Their combat effectiveness cannot be simply described by the number of people.
"Hit me!"
The captain of the death squad, Lin Yuan, shouted loudly and ordered everyone to open fire.
"Da da da……"
“Boom boom boom…”
“Bang, bang, bang…”
The defense line north of Xinzhen finally opened fire. The Czech light machine guns and Type 24 heavy machine guns on the positions formed a deadly rain of bullets from different directions and poured towards the Japanese. The battle suddenly broke out.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers who were charging in the front were instantly turned into a hornet's nest by the rain of bullets, and fell to the ground in the new town with trembling bodies. The Japanese soldiers were indeed elite soldiers, and the rest of them immediately lay down or half-crouched on the spot and began to fight back as if by conditioned reflex. Bullets flew in the air, sandbags were hit with a popping sound, and clouds of mud mist puffed up.
The Japs' machine guns continued to roar, and bullets like locusts came towards the positions of the First Battalion and the Death Squadron. Blood was splattering and screams were heard one after another.
"boom!"
The grenade launchers hiding among the Japanese infantry also began to roar, and the sandbag bunkers on the positions were constantly blown away. There were explosions and the whistling of bullets everywhere.
"Little devils! Go to hell!"
Feng E lay on the edge of the crater, roaring to cheer himself up, to avoid being scared back into the crater by the chaotic rain of bullets.
“Bang, bang…”
Feng E kept roaring and shooting, venting the fear and anger in his heart through bullets.
While doing this, the Japanese soldiers roared and rushed towards the Kuomintang positions. The grenades that exploded from time to time were completely the performance of the Japanese grenade throwers and mortars. The entire position was shrouded in smoke.
Up to now, the mortars of the 62nd Regiment have not opened fire. As for the mountain artillery company in the new town, they dare not open fire at all. That is their last resort.
“Puff!”
Feng E, who was pulling the bolt of his gun, felt a heavy object hit the side of his bullet hole. He looked up and saw the body of a brother lying in front of him. Blood was gushing out of his lips in pain. His lower abdomen was gone. This must be the evil deed of the Japanese infantry artillery.
"Brother, what should we do? Tell me what to do?" Feng E asked in panic, staring at his brother's painful face.
"Gu, gu, gu..."
The brother wanted to say something, but all that came out of his lips was blood foam. After a few words, the brother stopped responding.
"How to do how to do?"
Feng E didn't dare to look at his brother's face. He slipped and hid at the bottom of the crater. Bullets were whistling above his head, but his whole body had begun to tremble.
"I can't pretend to be a dead person, what should I do?" Feng E muttered, holding the rifle tightly in his arms. The courage he had finally mustered was completely lost.
"Yes, Li Chenglin told me this works, let's try it!"
With trembling hands, Feng E took out his unopened pack of low-quality cigarettes from his jacket pocket, took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth, but only then did Feng E realize that he had no matches!
"Fire, fire, fire..."
Feng E's only thought was to light the cigarette in his mouth. He raised his head and looked outside.
There was no shortage of fire on the smoke-filled battlefield. Fires ignited by artillery shells were everywhere. Some ignited the wood on the battlefield, and some ignited the clothes of the brothers who died on the battlefield. At this time, the flickering flames were Feng E's hope.
"boom!"
A grenade exploded next to the crater, but Feng E seemed to have no reaction and was still muttering "fire, fire, fire".
"Swish, swish..."
The scattered mud and sand covered Feng E's head and face.
"There!"
In Feng E's eyes, there was a burning piece of wood fifty meters away from him; Feng E, holding a rifle and smoking a cigarette, rolled out of the crater and ran wildly in the trench.
"Swish, swish..."
Mud and sand kept falling in the trench, and Feng E ran .
“Puff!”
Feng E finally fell down. He was tripped by the body of a brother. This brother had just been shooting at the Japanese in the trench, and suddenly fell in front of Feng E. Feng E had no time to dodge and fell to the ground.
"ah!"
Feng E raised his head from the ground and found that the brother lying at his feet had been hit in the head by the Japanese. The red and white substance flowed down his helmet to the ground, and his head had already drooped limply into the mud.
Feng E screamed, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, stained red with blood...
