The main regiment of the division can take root in the plains full of enemies, so it naturally has something to rely on.
The sound of killing people could be heard in the gunpowder smoke, but from a distance of only more than 20 meters, not a single shadow could be seen rushing out of the gunpowder smoke.
The bullets rushed into the smoke, leaving tumbling trajectories.
Didn't seem to hear a few screams?
If the Japanese observer realized something, his face changed as his heart sank. He pulled the gong angrily and shouted loudly: "Lie down. Hidden."
Amidst the smoke more than twenty meters away from the Japanese trench, a shiny black grenade with a yellow-black wooden handle and a smoking grenade suddenly flew out.
The observers didn't understand what was going on.
The imperial army engaged in positional warfare and used smoke bombs to provide cover for the attacking warriors before attacking.
Tubalu followed suit, except that he replaced the smoke bomb with a black powder grenade that exploded in half.
The detonation characteristics of a black powder grenade are completely different from those of a smokeless TNT explosive.
When this thing explodes, it emits green smoke.
As long as you lie down, you will almost never be hit by shrapnel. It is said that a warrior once received half a shrapnel from a grenade and was able to eat three large rice balls three days later.
The grenade on Tubal Road is a useless thing.
However, at this time, the grenade with more smoke and less fragments worked wonders.
Tubalu probably wanted to fight the imperial army at close range for casualties.
Thinking of this, the Japanese observer almost lost his mind. He didn't have time to report to the commanding second lieutenant, so he shouted directly: "Fire the bayonet!"
Boom boom boom. Boom boom boom.
One grenade after another exploded in front and behind the trenches of the Japanese outer defense line.
The entire southern circular trench was shrouded in smoke and dust.
The rising smoke obscured the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see anyone from a distance of one or two meters.
If you open your eyes wide, your eyes will immediately be filled with sand and dust, and the world will instantly turn into darkness.
To prevent accidental damage, the Japanese on the second line of defense were dumbfounded, and the light and heavy machine gun teams subconsciously stopped shooting.
Now, the sounds of killing and screams were heard in the Japanese outer defense line.
As long as the two sides are a little further apart, no one can see the other.
The terrible casualties that the Japanese least wanted to see actually happened.
Is this the legendary battlefield cover?
Tubalu forced the imperial warriors with excellent shooting skills to fight with knives?
The Tuba Road, whose equipment was so poor, tried to exchange their humble lives for the noble elites.
How could they come up with such despicable means?
The shouts of killing from the elites and Tubal Road shook the sky.
Blood and fire intertwined.
The Japanese commander lieutenant behind them screamed at the warriors on the outer defense line to retreat quickly.
Unfortunately, the distance between the second line of defense and the outer line of defense was more than thirty meters. His voice was drowned in the shouts of death from all directions, and no one could hear him at all.
What's more, the two sides were engaged in fire at close range, and it was impossible to retreat.
The Japanese second lieutenant on the front line has rich combat experience. Who has the imperial army been afraid of when fighting with a bayonet?
Now, if you open your eyes, you will see sand, so you must use a well-equipped weapon: a gas mask.
He yelled with all his strength: "Wear a gas mask"
In the smoke of gunpowder, the Eighth Route Army suicide squad members wielding machetes and wearing thin silk eyes looked for the Japanese in the trenches.
A certain soldier chopped off half of the devil's neck with one knife, and the blood splattered red and stained the thin silk of the blindfold. "Grandpa, if you don't believe it, you won't die even if you chop it like this."
The Japanese fell silently.
Another big knife cut through the air with a sound, dragging an arm and sending it flying. "Sanba Daigai! I like it."
The one-armed Japanese who fell in the trench was lucky enough to find the broken arm that fell on the ground. He didn't know which broken arm to hold and screamed.
There was a flash of white light, and a thigh bone was cut in half. "Oh, that guy Zhang Xiaoquan lied to me. He also said that when you cut iron, you'll get clay. He can't even cut off a dog's leg."
The devil fainted from pain
A big knife stabbed the Japanese directly through the chest. "Hey, can the ribs withstand my sharp knife?"
The Japanese whose lungs were so painfully opened by the knife could not make a sound.
A certain Japs knew some ninjutsu and used his rifle to deflect the incoming sword. After the two sides collided, the rifle and knife were too long to use, so they simply choked each other and rolled their eyes.
Some of the Japanese who reacted quickly followed the orders of the Japanese second lieutenant and quickly put gas masks on their heads.
Seeing that there were eight groups of people all around, it was impossible to escape at this time, so they immediately formed a group of three and prepared to fight to the death with the eight groups of people.
The three Japs showed off their tactics. A Eighth Route Army rushing over met the Japs in front with their swords and guns. The Japs on the flanks quickly raised their guns, and the bullets penetrated the Eighth Route Army's chest.
Who said that a Japanese soldier fighting with a bayonet to retract bullets would never feel pain in his back even while standing?
Following that, the trio of Japanese soldiers took aim at another blurry figure in the smoke.
Bang bang bang.
The Eighth Route Army did not respect martial ethics, and just played dirty tricks and fired randomly with their shell guns.
The trio of Japs were shot one after another.
The injurious power of the barge gun is not strong. After the human body is shot, it will not only tear muscles and bones, but also rupture nerves.
Moreover, after the human body is severely injured, the brain will subconsciously enter the protective mode, which is commonly referred to as being confused and scared.
At this time, adrenaline surges, temporarily blocking the nerve pain.
The Japanese who knew how to use ninjutsu did not hesitate to pull out the safety of the grenade and hit the hood. They died together!
At the last moment before the grenade exploded, an idea flashed through the ninjutsu master's mind. He exchanged the three elites of the imperial army who should be killed for one of the eight. It would be a big loss.
The Japs wearing gas masks could also only see one or two meters away.
In terms of battlefield environment, the situations of both sides are almost identical.
Finally, some Japanese scolded the guys in the military department for why they designed the rifle to be so long. Because before the muzzle could be adjusted to the right position, the shell gun in Tubalu's hand had already fired first.
The stubborn Japanese had some regrets. Those bastards in the logistics department said that the Tomosaka rifle was the best rifle in the world, which was completely bragging.
A soldier was stabbed in the chest and abdomen with the bayonets of two Japs rifles. He pulled the grenade bag hanging on his chest and used the bayonets to draw countless streaks of glorious bullets on the iron shell. "Hey, hey. Prick one."
boom.
There were three groups of Japs with one person missing. One Japs was on guard. The other Japs stabbed Ba Lu several times while he was lying on the ground. He felt that this man should be dead, so he turned around to find the next target.
Suddenly I felt something hanging on my calf
Looking back, I saw that Tubalu, who had been stabbed countless times by him, seemed to be grinning.
The guy didn't know when he made a slip knot with leggings and tied his own legs to Tubalu's legs.
Just as he was about to turn around and use his bayonet to cut off the dirty cloth belt, three gray figures appeared in the smoke next to him.
The sword in the middle man's hand flashed, and the devil's neck felt cold, and he felt the smoke swirling.
I happened to see a headless body of an Imperial Army warrior spewing blood into the sky, with a rifle in his hand as if he was ready to... Then... wasn't it me?
The weapons of the Eighth Route Army were not as good as those of the Japs, and the Japs also had an advantageous location.
Everyone thinks that the Eighth Route Army is only good at fighting guerrillas. Among the main force are veterans of the Red Army who have participated in the Long March and fought with the National Army for more than ten years. What kind of hard bones have they not cracked?
Xiao Wansi, who felt itchy after not killing a Japs for three days, controlled the strength of his spear and thrust the tip of the spear into the neck of the Japs who was on guard next to him. He immediately shook his hands and picked off half of the Japs who were turning the muzzle of the gun. The neck brought out a lot of blood
Grinning: "I kicked eighteen of them"
Someone next to the trio muttered: "Isn't it nineteen?"
"Hehe, there is another one that is my asset."
The person on guard at the end complained: "Your mother, can you be less able to chop off the heads of Japanese soldiers in the future? Every time you chop off the heads of Japanese soldiers, I will be pulled to the back and all the blood will be sprayed from my head."
"Hey, I'm used to it." The strong man who chopped off the prisoner's head smiled shyly: "We executioners will never be sloppy when we chop off heads."
"Don't be nagging, hurry up and clear the battlefield." Xiao Wansi grasped the long grass and used a trick: "Before the smoke dissipates, we must build a good position."
"I said, you have done so much, why are you still coming to the Broadsword Team?"
Xiao Wan Sihao said angrily: "Being a platoon leader is not as satisfying as killing the enemy as a suicide squad member."
"It is said that there is news about the special agent company in the guard camp in the north. We will find them later."
"What are you doing with them?"
The executioner still smiled shyly: "I don't believe that the people in the secret service company can chop off the enemy's head better than me. The leader is so good at blowing, we must know how to do it with them."
"How is that possible? How can you chop off a Japanese soldier's head with ease compared to them?" The guard soldier placed a helmet on his head. He felt a chill on his neck and subconsciously put the helmet back on his neck.
"I want you to take care of it"
"Hey, do you want to wait for the pistol team from behind to come up?"
"Wait a minute, they will come up later and they will only clean the battlefield."
(End of chapter)
