Zhang Dahe straightened his back and stood behind a gun emplacement. He felt the anger hidden in his body becoming more and more active in the sound of explosions. He liked watching the enemy turn into powder in the sound of explosions.
Maybe he is a big devil in the fantasy world, but in this Chengde City, he is the god of death for the little devils.
When the bombardment was over, the artillerymen quickly cleared the gunpowder residue from the gun barrel that had just fired a round of shells, otherwise it would cause great damage to the gun barrel.
"Load!!"
Following the orders of the gunners, four burly loaders, each two holding a lifting tong, worked together to clamp a 203mm shell weighing nearly hundreds of kilograms and placed it on the loading trolley. On the ground, a loader immediately used the feed rod to push the shell into the barrel of the flattened 203mm heavy howitzer.
The other gunner quickly closed the gun bolt. The soldiers were already very skilled in doing these actions, which fully met the requirements of the training syllabus to be completed within one minute.
"Target the Japanese third line of defense!!! Fire!"
"put!!"
Following the battalion commander's order, twelve 203mm heavy howitzers immediately raised their heads and pointed forward.
"Boom boom boom!!"
The entire artillery position was like standing on a drum, constantly vibrating. The artillerymen felt their bones shaking, but they were very excited. They had no choice but to kill the Japanese. Who wouldn't be confused? There are not many good opportunities like this.
It would be great if we could land in Little Japan in the future. Isn’t this about exterminating an individual clan or something?
Of course, this kind of thing must not be brought to light. Genocide is really...
It’s a bit cool!
Although the artillerymen wore earplugs, the sound of the twelve 203mm howitzers was so terrifying that their ears still hurt, yes! It just stings!
Twelve 203mm howitzer shells flew towards a large gathering place of Japanese troops. The roar of the shells flying through the air made all the Japanese troops feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. There was nothing they could do! This thing, if luck is not on your side, just wait for death. It's too late to run, and it's not very scientific to hide.
boom!
boom!
boom!
A high-rise building and a nearby station where the Japanese troops gathered were turned into ruins. If this round continues, there will be hundreds of Japanese casualties!
Clusters of white smoke and orange-red flames enveloped the place where the Japanese troops gathered.
When this batch of artillery shells roared ear-piercingly into the Japanese position.
Artillery observers could see twelve huge clouds of smoke and deathly fire rising from the Japanese positions.
The rapidly expanding smoke cloud reached dozens of meters into the sky. The broken corpses and remains that were blown up in the smoke were almost thrown up to dozens of meters! !
At the same time, the Japanese trenches that were hit by artillery shells also collapsed.
The fierce artillery fire destroyed the third line of defense within fifteen minutes. Lieutenant Colonel Kamishiro Kikuma, the commander of the regiment, was forcibly dragged back to the command post's shell hole by his subordinates.
Lieutenant Colonel Kikuma Kamidai sat silently in the shell-proof cave, his face pale, and his ears were stung by the deafening sound of artillery. At this time, the people in the cave could no longer hear any sound. The only thing they could do was to pray not to Directly hit by large-caliber artillery fire.
Lieutenant Colonel Kikuma Kamidai is not an infantryman, but the captain of the 6th Cavalry Regiment. However, in street fighting, the cavalry is of no use at all. They are all used as infantry. Those who are not cavalry, and military doctors are almost sent to the battlefield. .
"Yao32 Regiment, attack." Following the order from regiment commander Zhou Xiong, an infantry battalion of the 132th Regiment jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the third trench following the two infantry battalions in the first wave of assault.
As the bombardment stopped, the God-born Kikuma in the bomb-proof cave knew that his end had come. He thought about the Chinese women who had been bullied by him in the Northeast and had their legs cut off and burned to death with gasoline. At this time , this devil suddenly felt that he really deserved to die.
With the shouts getting closer and closer, Jindai Kikuma slowly took out a pistol and stuffed it into his mouth. He regretted it, but he had no way out. He knew that the Sixth Division was over.
His eyes were full of fear and regret, but they had to pay the price after all for committing a crime, so they couldn't let it go just because they thought he was remorseful.
What's more, let it go?
Ah.
Is it worthy?
Do you think those innocent souls who were killed are willing to forgive? Do you think those fallen soldiers are willing to forgive?
boom! ! !
A gunshot came from the blast hole, but it seemed that he was not dead?
Yes, roars of pain and shouts came out intermittently.
Within ten seconds, there was another gunshot. This time there was no sound in the command room of the bomb-proof hole. There was only blood dripping continuously and the smell of blood filling the air.
Following the suicide of Jindai Kikuma, the Japanese soldiers in the anti-bombing holes could not take action and crawled out of the anti-bombing holes one after another and ran towards the last line of defense.
But before he ran two hundred meters away, he heard the shouts of killing getting closer and closer. As Nakamura Koichi ran away, he didn't forget to look back.
But what he saw made Koichi Nakajima's heart grow colder. The Chinese were killing the Empire's soldiers like pigs, especially the "Reaper" weapons they were holding, which were extremely powerful. The Empire thought that The proud Type 38 rifle is basically like a fire stick. The long barrel is not as useful as a wooden stick in a narrow trench.
"ah!!!"
Zhang Xiaoming jumped into the collapsed trench with the Third Company, and muttered: "The First Artillery Division hit them too hard. What are these? They are just piles of broken meat. There is nothing we can do about it." Let’s count the results, should we put them together??”
"Putting them together? Who wants to do this? There are not many Japanese troops in Chengde, so killing one more is not as good as putting together a jigsaw puzzle?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Upon hearing this, a recruit on the side finally couldn't help but vomited.
Zhang Xiaoming shook his head helplessly, "Wang Chenggong, you kid, why don't you know how to gain some energy! You have been a soldier for several months, and you can't stand this small scene! If you kid can't do it, go home and farm!" !”
The sound of "bang bang" sounded from time to time, which was the comrades nearby checking the Japanese wounded soldiers.
Before departure, the superiors gave special instructions. Unless there are special circumstances, the prisoners are not needed. Kill them all! !
"Boy, have you finished vomiting! Like a man!" Zhang Xiaoming glanced at Wang Chenggong who had just vomited back, pulled out the M1911 Browning pistol from his waist, and handed it to him: "Here, you guys It’s time for these new recruits to practice their courage. Damn it, you didn’t even fire a single shot at the first line of defense just now. This is not okay. You have to remember that courage comes from practice!! It’s not okay to be a coward like this. Go, kill two of them and open up the meat."
Wang successfully took the Browning pistol, and his body shook even more. He slowly picked up the pistol and walked forward with trembling steps.
After a while, there were several m1911's unique dull sounds and the sound of bullets hitting flesh.
There was also Wang Chenggong’s howl.
