Volume 1 Deserter's Bloodbath Chapter 30: Swarming in!
The green helmets were obscured by the smoke. The Japanese soldiers were jumping in front of the bumpy positions, covering each other. The rhythm of the attack was not chaotic at all. If someone was watching the battle, they would find that the Japanese squad's attack tactics were deeply rooted in their bones. They took turns to cover each other and rushed towards the Kuomintang positions. This was the power of the Japanese elite veterans.
"Fire, fire, fire..."
Feng E, who had fallen into despair again, just wanted to smoke a cigarette. The fear destroyed the courage he had finally mustered.
“Plop!”
Feng E was in a daze, but his tactical instinct kept him moving. He made a very standard leap and rolled forward to land next to the fire in front of the position.
"Puff puff……"
The enemy's machine gun bullets kept hitting the soil beside him. Feng E finally stretched out his hand. He wanted to grab the burning wood...
"What are you doing? Come back now!"
Lin Yuan shouted loudly, trying to call Feng E back. It was too dangerous outside the trench. The Japanese had not hit him until now because he was lucky enough, but luck would always run out If Feng E still did not return to the bunker, he would not be able to escape the fate of death.
"ah!"
Feng E grabbed a piece of wood as thick as his arm and began to climb back with one hand. His precious rifle was now on his back.
"Puff puff……"
Amid the chaotic machine gun fire, Feng E got the fire to light a cigarette, and an excited expression appeared on his face. But the Japs' bullets finally found him, and the burning fire released a large amount of smoke, which became his best cover.
"You're looking for death! Why did you bring a stick back with you?"
An old soldier dragged Feng E from the edge of the trench into the trench.
"I'm on fire!"
Feng E was half lying in the trench, muttering to himself. He reached into his pocket with his left hand, took out a cigarette and tried to light it.
"Bullshit! Look at it yourself, how do you light it? If you want to light a cigarette, tell us. I have matches!"
The old soldier excitedly took out a box of matches from his pocket and handed it to Feng E.
"I want the fire I found myself." Feng E muttered, putting the cigarette butt close to the wood.
“Click, click…”
With a sharp inhale, the broken wood could not light the cigarette.
"Zilla!"
"Come on, smoke it!"
The old soldier frowned, lit a match and handed it to Feng E's mouth.
These veterans knew that this person was probably still insane from his last bout of madness and was now possessed by a demon. So they should satisfy him first!
"Fuck you, little Japanese! I just want to light a cigarette, and you won't even let me? Ah!"
Feng E got up from the ground, pointed at the Japanese soldiers less than 200 meters away from the trench, and cursed loudly. The old soldier who lit the match looked at Feng E in surprise, wondering who this person was? Why was this person's brain circuit different from his? If he had a craving for a cigarette, shouldn't he light up a cigarette first? How dare he stand up and start cursing?
It's okay to curse, but this is a battlefield! Standing like this is courting death, isn't it?
"Are you crazy? Are you going to die?"
The old soldier pressed Feng E onto the trench to prevent him from being shot to death.
"release!"
Feng E's stubbornness came back again. He pushed the old soldier away and stared angrily at the Japanese soldiers who were advancing towards him.
"I asked you to hit my fire, I will kill you!"
Feng E was so angry that he blurted out Li Chenglin's Northeastern dialect without realizing it.
“Crack!”
"boom!"
“Crack!”
"boom!"
Pushing the bullet and shooting, the series of actions were done in one go. Feng E, who was holding the rifle, no longer needed to aim deliberately. There were so many Japanese soldiers in front of him that he could kill any one of them in his sight at will.
“Dang, dang, dang…”
At a distance of less than 200 meters, as long as the Japanese dared to stop shooting or cover their teammates, Feng E's bullets would definitely penetrate the yellow five-pointed star on their helmets, and four Japanese in front of him fell down instantly!
“Crack!”
The gun chamber was finally empty, Feng E had emptied your four bullets in his gun chamber.
“Hoo, hoo, hoo…”
After venting his anger, Feng E's legs became weak. He squatted in the trench again and began to breathe heavily.
"Brother, you are great! Your shooting is really accurate! Keep shooting! Only dead devils are good devils!"
The veteran soldier just now looked at Feng E in amazement. It was the first time for him to see a soldier with such good shooting speed and accuracy. There was nothing to brag about being fast, the key was that every shot hit the target in the head. At a distance of 200 meters, this was not something that ordinary people could do.
"why why?"
Feng E muttered to himself, the gun resting on his knees, and he made no move to reload.
"Brother, why?"
The veteran simply squatted down at this time. There were many brothers in the trench, and his superiors might not be able to see him even if he hid.
"Why did the devils come to attack us? Why do we have to fight?"
"Brother, a rough man like me can't answer these questions, but the commander said that the devils are here to invade us, to rob our land, and to kill our parents, wives, and children. So we have to fight them. Anyway, we will die anyway. Killing one will cover our losses, and killing two will make a profit."
The old soldier recalled his superior's words and told Feng E with a sigh.
"Never mind you, just be careful."
The old soldier patted Feng E on the shoulder, picked up his rifle, rushed to the trench and started shooting...
“Boom boom boom…”
"Da da da……"
“Bang, bang, bang…”
“Boom, boom…”
The battle was still fierce, at least for the National Army in the trenches. The Japs fought steadily and swarmed towards step by step towards a distance of one hundred meters. After another fifty meters, the Japs would launch a charge, start hand-to-hand combat, defeat the defenders in one fell swoop, and then follow the footsteps of the defeated soldiers to capture the new town. This was the Japs' usual routine.
"Have the second squadron ready. Hand-to-hand combat begins. Charge forward immediately!"
The Japanese officer held up a telescope with a smile on his face, as if he had already seen the scene of the Imperial Army soldiers attacking the new town.
"Order the mortar platoon to fire at full speed and blast the Japanese infantry. Tell them, there are no guns, only six shells, and they should hide after they are finished, so as not to be destroyed by the Japanese artillery!"
Yu Ziwen took down the telescope and ordered, almost gritting his teeth,
He really didn't expect that the three companies in the north couldn't even withstand the attack of a squadron of Japanese enemies, so they had to use mortars?
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of artillery shells firing continued. After holding it in for so long, the artillerymen who saw the infantry brothers in front of them holding on could no longer bear it. As soon as the order was given, the artillerymen quickly adjusted the firing angle and began their performance.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
Continuous explosions sounded in front of the position. The Japanese seemed to be rushing towards the shells. Large groups of Japanese were blown into the sky by the artillery fire.
"idiot!"
"The Chinese are so cunning! Retreat!"
The Japanese officers knew that after this round of artillery fire, the squadron that attacked first would definitely suffer heavy casualties, so they had to reorganize the artillery bombardment before attacking again!
