Volume 1 Deserter's Bloodbath Chapter 8 Choked to death?
The sudden sound of gunfire not only scared the Japanese devils to run around, but also scared Chen Sheng.
"Who? Who fired the gun?..."
When he shouted this, Chen Sheng held back the second half of the sentence, because one of the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side had fallen down. He was not lying down, but was actually hit. There was indeed a sharpshooter who hit the Japanese soldier at a position of 400 meters.
"Good job, keep fighting, and call out their names one by one!" Chen Sheng shouted, but no more gunshots were heard.
"Good job, keep going!"
The platoon leader with his big yellow teeth bared his mouth wide open, with his big yellow and black teeth raging in the air, and his eyes were almost invisible from laughing. The big guy from the Northeast, Li Chenglin, had an expression of complete disbelief, his eyes wide open, and he swallowed the mocking words back into his stomach.
“Ding Dong!”
Seeing the person he was aiming at in the sniper scope fall to the ground and motionless, Feng E sat down on the floor.
"Did I kill someone?" Feng E muttered unconsciously, his face pale.
"That's right, you killed one enemy, and now you have 99 more to complete the mission." The platoon leader replied in an affirmative tone, encouraging Feng E to continue showing off his marksmanship.
"I killed someone, I killed someone..."
Feng E didn't hear what the platoon leader said at all. He just kept repeating these few words over and over again. He even ignored his beloved rifle and just placed it horizontally beside him.
"Get up and keep fighting!" The platoon leader dragged Feng E's arm, trying to get him up.
"I killed someone, I killed someone..."
"Platoon leader, the new recruit is frightened. Let him calm down for a while! This is our first time on the battlefield. Some of us are so scared that we've peed and shit in our pants. Leave him be!"
Li Chenglin originally wanted to laugh, but what came out of his mouth turned into words of comfort.
"Useless! You don't go to the battlefield to kill people. Do you want me to watch the show? You coward!"
The platoon leader tried several times , but found that Feng E kept muttering the same words, so he gave up completely and walked down the stairs in a hurry.
"Hey! Little brother, it's not shameful. It's good that you don't have vomiting and diarrhea. Come, have a drink of water!" Li Chenglin took out his kettle, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Feng E.
"I killed someone, I killed someone..."
"Hey! Going to the battlefield means killing people. I hope you can accept your fate soon! If you don't kill people, you will be killed!"
Seeing that Feng E didn't react at all, Li Chenglin took back the kettle, took a small sip himself, then screwed the lid on and put it back on his back.
"The Chinese have sharpshooters. Don't get any closer! Shoot!"
At the edge of three hundred meters, the sergeant rushed to a dirt ridge, lay down, and raised the rifle in his hand.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
The Japanese began shooting with their Type 38 rifles at the windows and doorways of all the houses and all the targets they suspected.
"Puff puff……"
Bullets penetrated the wooden boards, leaving holes one after another on the wooden building. The rammed earth walls were hit and mud flew everywhere. The brothers of the Death Squad lay on the ground, not daring to show their heads. They could only endure until the company commander gave the order to open fire.
"Fuck you, you are bullying me when I have no one and no bullets. I'll let you be arrogant for a while, and when my reinforcements arrive, I'll show you what I can do!"
Chen Sheng muttered to himself but did not order a counterattack. Now he just wanted to delay the attack, hoping that the Japanese could hold out until the battalion commander's reinforcements arrived.
"Where's that sharpshooter? Let him shoot as hard as he can and send these arrogant devils back to Japan!"
Chen Sheng roared, wishing he could become that sharpshooter and call out the names of these Japanese devils one by one. Unfortunately, he simply couldn't do it. At a distance of 300 meters, the Japanese devils were crawling behind the earthen embankment, and his shooting skills were simply not good enough.
In fact, Chen Sheng’s current thoughts are also the thoughts of most of the brothers. Chen Sheng is not good enough, and the other brothers, after trying for a long time, shook their heads and gave up.
"Get down here, I say!"
When the shooting started, Li Chenglin pushed the dazed Feng E to the ground. Given the way he was sitting, the enemy's bullet might have penetrated his body.
"Brother, you are not sick, are you? Even if you vomit all over the place or have diarrhea, it is better than now! Are you stupid?"
The two men lay together, and Li Chenglin slapped Feng E's face hard with his palm, trying to wake him up.
"Fuck, brother, wake up! The fight is about to start, if you want to be dazed you have to wait until it's over!"
"Little brother, if you don't wake up, I won't be able to watch you later. To save your life, you'd better stay awake!"
"By the way, let me sober you up!"
At this point, Li Chenglin took out his kettle, unscrewed the lid, and poured the water directly onto Feng E's face. Feng E, who was lying on the ground, was still mumbling to himself, and some of the water flowed into his mouth...
“Cough cough cough…”
As his Adam's apple moved, a small amount of water slipped into Feng E's trachea. Feng E fell to the ground with a gurgle and began to cough violently.
“Cough cough cough…”
The cold water had cleared his head from his daze, but the violent coughing seemed to cough out his lungs. His face was red and his breathing was a little rapid...
"Fuck, he won't choke to death, right? Can this also choke to death?"
Li Chenglin held the empty kettle in his hand, looking at Feng E with surprise as he kept shaking and coughing. He found it hard to believe that such a small amount of water could choke Feng E to death!
"Pay attention, I'll get some water!"
Seeing Feng E coughing more and more violently, Li Chenglin was also a little scared. He used his hands and feet to crawl towards the stairs. Bullets kept whizzing past his head through the wooden wall...
"What's wrong? Why are you coughing?"
Li Chenglin was groping around the water tank on the first floor, and the platoon leader, baring his yellow teeth, asked in confusion.
"I choked on the water. My kettle is empty. Where can I get water?" Li Chenglin asked.
"Go out from that door, there is a well outside. Be careful of the Japanese bullets!" The platoon leader pointed to the small door behind them and said to Li Chenglin.
“Cough cough cough…”
The coughing continued, but it was not as rapid as at the beginning. Feng E felt weak all over and even a little dizzy, which was a sign of lack of oxygen.
“Hoo, hoo, hoo…”
There were still bullets flying over his head. Feng E was now lying on his side. His hands were really weak, and he was kicking like an old cow. He kicked twice, and then coughed a few times. After this, Feng E just wanted to sleep!
“Dengdeng, dengdeng…”
With the sound of footsteps on the stairs, Li Chenglin came back with a kettle filled with cold water.
"It's okay, at least I'm not dead!"
After taking a look at Feng E who was lying on the ground like a salted fish, Li Chenglin breathed a sigh of relief.
Outside Luodian Town, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were crawling there and had fired nearly sixty rounds of bullets. The two cowhide boxes on the front of their belts were empty, and their hands had already reached for the leather boxes behind their backs.
"Kobayashi, the Chinese are still not making any movement. What should we do?" a little Japanese soldier asked anxiously.
Their mission was to force the Chinese machine guns to come out and fire back, but it seemed as if there was no one in the town. Not to mention machine guns, there wasn't even a single shot from rifles!
