Between Fengjiang and Hezhe, on the complex defense line called the ring built by the Great China Empire, a soldier from the Great China Empire was quickly passing through the trenches.
He and his comrades had just broken into a very complex fortification. The environment here was messy, with abandoned ammunition boxes and shell casings everywhere.
The Fengjiang Army has been holding here for seven or eight days. For such a long time, they have simply regarded this defense line as their home.
There was a weird smell everywhere, just like it was a boys' dormitory. Even though I couldn't tell, outsiders could smell an indescribable weird smell as soon as they entered.
From time to time, you can see corpses lying across the trenches, and usually there are all kinds of messy discarded weapons around them.
The Cyric Type 1 bolt-action rifle used by the Fengjiang defenders is exactly the same as that of the Dahua Army, and their machine guns are also the same, mainly Maxim machine guns.
While running, the Dahua soldier was breathing heavily. He was holding a Cyric rifle with a bayonet in his hand, and there were some less obvious blood stains on his body.
Just when they rushed into the trench, he and his companions encountered several Fengjiang soldiers, and naturally a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.
In the end, he and his companions killed the two Fengjiang soldiers who resisted. Although the opponents were very young, they still showed no mercy.
The opponent's blood spattered on their uniforms, and after two struggles there was no more sound. The combat effectiveness of these defenders is not too high, but their hiding positions are too complicated.
You know, these positions even have some underground defenses, which are very difficult to deal with after being reinforced with cement.
Some machine gun bunkers cannot be identified until they are very close, and Dahua's offensive troops have to pay heavy casualties in every battle.
In the past two days, the Dahua Army encountered a strange weapon that had never been seen before. It was a 50 mm long-barreled anti-tank gun that had never been seen on the battlefield.
This kind of anti-tank gun has a very low profile and a very high chamber pressure. The muzzle velocity of the shell is very high, and the penetration power is quite amazing.
This new type of artillery equipped by the Fengjiang garrison can easily penetrate the Type 3 tanks equipped by the Dahua Army at a distance of 900 meters. Therefore, as soon as this type of weapon appeared, the armored force losses of the Dahua Army immediately more than doubled.
However, on the real battlefield, tanks do not participate in most battles. Soldiers from both sides fight desperately in a complex environment, which is the main theme of this war.
The Dahua soldier who was running could even hear his own breathing. He held his weapon and ran until he turned a corner before stopping. He leaned against the wall of the trench, gasping for air, and then cautiously stuck his head out. , looking towards the other side of the trench.
The trench turns here, and not far away is a concealed mortar position: four soldiers from the Fengjiang defenders are manipulating this 80mm-caliber mortar and firing at the Dahua troops attacking in the distance.
They hurriedly opened a box full of cannonballs. The loader took out a cannonball from inside, walked to the side of the muzzle, and stuffed the cannonball into the barrel from there.
The gunner and commander who had adjusted the angle covered their ears. Soon a shell was fired, and a puff of white smoke was emitted from the muzzle, making a loud noise.
"Hurry up! They are very close to our position!" The commander spoke eagerly, urging his men to open fire as soon as possible.
The Dahua soldiers hiding on the side heard his voice clearly. He touched his waist, where a wooden-handled grenade was inserted.
This kind of Cyric imitation grenade can be traced back to the early grenades of the Tang Empire. Later, the Tang Empire completely changed to oval grenades, but Cyric has continued to use the wooden handle grenade design due to cost issues.
Of course, in recent years, Cyric was acquired by Datang Group, and they have also begun mass-producing oval grenades that are easier to carry. However, many countries still retain production lines for wooden-handled grenades and are equipped with a large number of this equipment.
The reason is actually that this kind of grenade can be thrown farther, is not suitable for rolling, and is cheap-after all, the production line can be retained, so the price is naturally cheaper than replacing it with a new one.
In the armies of various countries, the main expenses are piled on heavy weapons and equipment such as tanks and artillery. There is already little money left to improve individual weapons and equipment, so what little can be saved.
Taking out the grenade from his waist, the Dahua soldier carefully unscrewed the cover at the end of the handle, pulled out the firing cord inside, and pulled hard.
A stream of white smoke came out from the end of the handle. The Dahua soldier flicked it hard, and the grenade flew into the mortar position.
Before the people inside could react, the grenade exploded. The shock wave of the explosion raised a cloud of smoke and dust. The Dahua soldiers rushed in with bayonets in hand without even thinking.
He stepped on the enemy who was still struggling on the ground and wanted to get up, and killed him with one bayonet. Then in the smoke and dust that filled the sky, he continued to look for the next target.
In fact, the three remaining Toyie soldiers were already dead. They were hit by grenade fragments and lost their breath immediately.
"They're coming! There's a fight over at the mortar position!" In the trench next door, the panicked shouts of the Fengjiang defenders could be clearly heard.
The smoke gradually dissipated, and the Dahua soldier finally confirmed the safety of the surroundings. He did not dare to stay here for a long time, because the nearby Fengjiang soldiers might come to compete for this mortar firing position at any time.
There was no time to pay attention to the mortar that fell on the ground. Only then did the Dahua soldier realize that his comrades did not seem to be following him.
"What the hell!" At the first moment, the Dahua soldier thought that the other party must be timid and afraid of death and found a place to hide halfway.
He couldn't defend this place by himself, so he had no choice but to let him go immediately. Before retreating, he bent down and pulled out the well-made pistol from the waist of the fallen officer next to the mortar, stuck it in his waist and turned around to run.
Turning along the trench from where he came, he stopped at the corner and waited for the Toyoe soldiers on the other side to return to the mortar position. He picked up the rifle in his hand and fired at the man who was looking down at the corpse. One shot.
He continued to retreat only when he saw the other person was shot and fell to the ground. The Fengjiang defenders who were attacked did not dare to pursue them, so they could only shout to ask everyone to be more vigilant.
The Dahua soldier who did not dare to look back continued to run forward. He ran past the corpse he had just passed and ran all the way back to the area where he jumped into the trench.
Here, he unexpectedly saw his companion who was supposed to be following him - he was lying on the ground with his helmet rolled aside.
At this time, the Dahua soldier had become a corpse. It seemed that shrapnel had hit his head. The blood had soaked into the mud in the trench, and it looked dark and disgusting.
Not far away, next to a machine gun bunker that was destroyed by artillery shells, there were also the bodies of seven or eight dead Dahua soldiers. They were killed by a shell because the crater around them was still steaming.
"Retreat! Retreat! What are you doing? The Fengjiang Army counterattacked!" A Dahua soldier jumped into the trench and climbed to the other end in a panic. As he climbed, he kindly reminded the friendly soldier who was stunned.
Hearing the shout, the Dahua soldier came to his senses and climbed over the trench with the comrade who called him, preparing to escape from here and withdraw from the battle.
When he climbed out of the trench, he saw that the comrade who had kindly reminded him just now was hit by a bullet from behind.
He quickly bent over and ran over, lying next to him and trying to help. Unfortunately, the man was already dead when he crawled over. The bullet penetrated directly through the chest, and there was no possibility of rescue.
When he left, the other person's eyes were still moving. The person tried hard to catch him, as if hoping that he could leave with his injured self.
But in the end, he lost all his strength, and his hand was pulled away by the other party. In his eyes, the bastard who had just been stunned in the trench gradually moved away, and finally disappeared into the darkness.
Soon, the Fengjiang artillery shells fell between the positions of the two armies, greeting the retreating Chinese army again. Both sides dropped scores of corpses on their positions, which were littered with destroyed trenches and smoking craters.
After going through many difficulties and dangers, the Dahua soldier who had just fought brilliantly in the trenches finally returned to the position where he started. Looking at the wounded on the ground, he really didn't know if he still had the courage to do what he had just done again.
His friend fell on the enemy's ground, and many of his comrades fell there as well. He didn't know if he would die there, everything was still unknown.
This was just one battle of the day, and it seemed childish, but in fact very fierce battles were going on almost every hour.
Nearly 3,000 people from both sides were killed every day. This number may not sound like a lot, but 90,000 people were lost in one month, and 250,000 people were added in two or three months. This rate of loss was already quite alarming.
The Dahua Empire cannot bear such a loss, and in fact Fengjiang cannot accept such a loss either.
Although thanks to the trench fortifications, the losses on Fengjiang's side were relatively small, with less than 1,000 people being lost every day, the cumulative losses were still fatal.
You must know that there were only about 300,000 troops before the start of the Toyue war, and the full force remaining on the western front for defense was only around 100,000.
But 1,000 people were lost every day, and 30,000 were wiped out in one month. This rate of loss has already begun to make Toyue's commanders vomit blood.
All fools know that if losses continue like this, they may collapse within the next ten days. They need reinforcements, lots of reinforcements!
