Volume 1 Deserter's Bloodbath Chapter 34 Stupid!
The brothers who were busy dealing with the multi-grain cakes did not say a word in response to the curses from their brothers in the logistics camp. After these bloody battles, they had become numb. Too many brothers had died around them. On the battlefield, death could happen at any time.
The cold multi-grain cakes are very hard. Their main raw material should be flour. However, for the Nationalist government, it is nonsense to use pure flour to make multi-grain cakes and supply them to the army. The multi-grain cakes in the hands of the brothers contain bran, coarse wheat, wild vegetables, grass roots, etc., and flour becomes the smallest ingredient.
The brothers who were gnawing on the multi-grain cakes were chewing hard, the blue veins on their necks moving as they chewed. These national army soldiers, like many Chinese of that era, were so thin that only skin and bones were left.
It doesn’t really matter whether there are wild vegetables in the soup. What matters is that it is salty and can help the brothers replenish their salt intake.
Three multi-grain cakes per person were enough to fill the brothers' empty stomachs. Even so, the brothers from the logistics camp still distributed three more to each of the living brothers. The brothers nodded, took them silently and put them in their pockets. They all understood that these were rations for the dead brothers.
"Feng E, you and Li Chenglin will be on the same shift from 2 to 4 a.m., so remember the shift change time."
Lin Yuan was arranging the sentry post for tonight, and Li Chenglin also survived, but neither of them was in the mood to talk . They just nodded silently and continued to deal with the multi-grain cakes in their hands.
"Fifty rounds of ammunition per person. The rest of the ammunition is still being transported. Take it first..."
The logistics battalion sent not only multi-grain cakes, but also a portion of more critical ammunition, so that these brothers could continue to fight the Japanese on the battlefield.
"How much more do you need?"
Feng E asked Li Chenglin beside him while eating. In his memory, Li Chenglin also killed twenty enemies. He had fought all day today. In Feng E's mind, he should not be far behind.
"We still need sixteen! I guess I won't be able to get all of them before I die. My marksmanship can't compare to yours. Let's go to sleep!"
Li Chenglin smiled bitterly. So far, the only one who had entered the Death Squad and completed his mission was Luo Dacheng, and he did so only after his death. In fact, Li Chenglin knew that of the fifteen enemies killed by Lao Luo, at least half were probably killed by Feng E.
"Follow me tomorrow and I'll help you finish it too!"
Feng E said indifferently,
"Don't! Lin Yuan is not a fool. If it weren't for the fact that Lao Luo is already dead, do you think he would admit it? I don't want to die yet!"
Li Chenglin said this and then closed his eyes.
With a full stomach, Feng E finally fell into a deep sleep tonight, until he was woken up by Li Chenglin, and it was time for them to be on duty.
The night is boring. The night on the battlefield is not only boring, but also unbearable, especially the night when it is your turn to be on duty, which is even more unbearable.
The Japs withdrew at dusk, taking even their bodies with them. They advanced two hundred meters forward from their position, found a bomb crater, lay down, and stared at the starry sky with their eyes open. The night sky was beautiful at that time, with twinkling stars all over the sky, but soon the smell of blood and gunpowder in the night sky destroyed the beauty that had just been established, not to mention that there were bursts of gunfire in the night sky.
"Zz!"
The sound of a match being struck came from the crater next to it, and a little yellow light lit up inside the crater. Without a doubt, it must be Li Chenglin smoking again.
"Now is a good time to smoke. You can have one. It will sober you up instantly! You can try it!"
Li Chenglin's voice rang out, he was now intoxicated by the cigarette.
"Pinch it off immediately after smoking and change positions. The Japanese have a lot of shells!"
Feng E reminded, then climbed out of the bomb crater. He wanted to stay away from this source of danger and not be hit by the enemy's artillery shells.
Not only did they have sentries, Feng E believed that the Japanese would have sentries as well. If a Japanese sentry looked over with a telescope while smoking under the moonlight at night, he would definitely notice it. Based on the nature of the Japanese, it might be a grenade flying over. Feng E did not want to be buried with his teammates because of their foolish and self-destructive behavior.
"The Japanese artillery shells are not free, so why would they come to bomb us?"
Li Chenglin muttered to himself and smoked more frequently. He watched Feng E climb out of the bomb crater and leave. He realized that his behavior was a bit problematic, but he was reluctant to put out the cigarette he had just lit.
The last shift before dawn is the most dangerous. The brothers who came to take over looked depressed and watched Feng E and Li Chenglin walk back to the trench.
"Hurry up and get some sleep. You won't have a chance to sleep when the sun rises!"
Li Chenglin stopped smoking at this time. He squatted down in the trench and closed his eyes. Feng E was almost the same and fell asleep soon.
The difference between veterans and new recruits is very obvious on the battlefield, not only in their performance on the battlefield, but even in their rest time. Veterans will use every possible moment to rest and conserve their strength, but new recruits cannot do that. They are not used to the atmosphere of the battlefield and often miss the rest between gaps.
Feng E was awakened before daybreak, and new ammunition supplies and multi-grain cakes for the day were delivered. Each person was given four multi-grain cakes, which were all the food for the day. As for ammunition, a box of bullets and several boxes of grenades were placed in the anti-artillery holes dug overnight. Once the battle began, the ammunition would be consumed quickly. As for moving the ammunition to the top of the trenches, that was a fool's act. The intensive artillery fire from the Japanese would make the ammunition become accomplices of the Japanese in killing people.
"Everyone is well hidden inside the fortifications, don't show your head!"
When daybreak came, the officers began to command the battle line. It was impossible for them to squat in the trenches together and wait for the Japanese to attack. They were badly bombed by the Japanese yesterday. Except for the brothers on guard, the rest of the people were now staying in the fortifications.
“Boom, boom…”
The artillery bombardment that the officers expected finally came. The Japanese launched an artillery preparation before the attack . This time there was no movement of 150mm heavy artillery like yesterday. Most of them were 75mm mountain artillery and field artillery, interspersed with 100mm and 120mm howitzer and cannon shells.
“Boom!”
The huge power of the explosion made all the brothers in the bunkers hold their heads and stare at the fortifications above their heads. If the fortifications were hit, they would run out frantically to avoid being buried alive!
"The Japs are coming up, half of the troops are in the trenches, and the machine guns are not allowed to fire!"
At the moment the artillery fire stopped, a squad of Japanese soldiers appeared in front of the position with their backs exposed. The Kuomintang brothers had already figured out this routine. These Japanese soldiers came up to test the firepower. They wanted to find where the heavy machine gun position of the defenders was.
"At this time, the enemy's infantry artillery must be ready behind them. Once our machine guns open fire, the enemy's shells will surely fly over! Now is the time for the riflemen to shoot, so show off your marksmanship!"
Lin Yuan explained and asked all the brothers to shoot at will. There were too few people left in the Death Squadron, and their battle line was too long, so they needed all of them to go to the battlefield. They were no match for the brothers in the 62nd Regiment.
