under fire

Chapter 1049 Gentle Sanitary Soldier
crush.

It means to change the shape of an object by external force, so that a certain object will have a flat deformation state.

Described as having an advantage over the opponent in some respects.

The captain thought from the bottom of his heart that with the powerful firepower of the imperial army, the Eight Route Army should be completely crushed.

Only this time, Tuba Road actually caused the elites of the Imperial Army to suffer a big loss with two large landmines.

Uh. Maybe it should be called Massive.

On the battlefield, firepower is the force that determines the final trend.

This time, he decided not to give his opponent the slightest chance.

Not a single Tuba Road on the mountain ridge was left behind!
As for the warriors of the advance team who entered the Tuba Road, the warriors of the imperial army suffered heavy casualties. Until now, they have not been able to make any action that satisfies him, and now they have given up any hope.

Perhaps they had honorably served the Emperor.

As the mortar shells slid into the barrel of the gun, the gunpowder smoke that had not yet dissipated on the mountain ridge continued to tumbling again under the impact of one after another of the explosions.

The gunpowder smoke on the cliff was thicker, and the artillery fire continued to extend.

Amid the deafening explosions, the machine gun position once again poured bullets on the mountain ridge.

On the mountain ridge, it seemed that suddenly there were earth-yellow figures overwhelming the sky.

The gray and desolate mountain beams also seemed to have become strangely alive.

The attacking devil infantry felt the smoke column from the shell explosion not far away from the eight-way position, and the machine gun bullets above their heads screamed and shredded everything that blocked their progress, so that the bloody devils no longer ducked. Possible counterattacks on the ridge.

The impact point of the artillery shells continued to extend up the mountain ridge, and it was even comparable to a certain war in terms of attack strength.

All of this is so similar to the attack half an hour ago!

Wan Baxi led the artillery back to the position for more than a hundred meters, bowed his waist and greeted some panicked soldiers to set up mortars in a shallow ditch.

Nothing could be seen above the shallow ditch filled with bullets and smoke.

The face that was blackened by gunpowder and wearing the military cap askew was actually excited.

He raised his hand and gestured twice in the choking gunpowder smoke, then shook the wheel of the altitude machine, and muttered in his mouth: "The distance must be increased by 100 meters."

The cannon barrel was lowered slowly.

He continued to mutter in his mouth: "Damn it, whether you can hit it accurately this time depends entirely on God's blessing"

Feeling the continuous screaming sound in the air again, I adjusted the azimuth angle according to my feeling: "High-explosive bomb, No. [-] charge."

The soldiers next to them didn't know what high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing bombs were, and they didn't pay much attention to mortars.

Anyway, it's a mortar shell, if it explodes when fired
Amidst the gunpowder smoke and floating dust, Tian Sanqi, with his waist down, was crawling on the ground.

There is no way, the ridge is full of stones and there is no way to dig a trench down.

Using the cover of the stones piled up on the edge of the cliff, he yelled at the bottom of the cliff: "Come up quickly after the mine is planted, and the devil will come up immediately."

A squad of soldiers slipped into the smoke under the cliff after the enemy's artillery fire extended, and were stacking the stones they were carrying on the side of the road.

The devil's suppressed machine gun ballistic was whistling overhead, and as the devil's infantry kept approaching, the machine gun ballistic seemed to be moving upwards.

Coughing and choking on the ground, several veterans of the semi-immortal platoon stood up straight away, and ran back with their hands in their hands: "You bastard, hurry up, the devil is less than 30 meters away from us."

A certain soldier in the Tian Sanqi platoon admired a little: "I can't see anything. Could it be that you have clairvoyance and can see through smoke?"

"You can tell by listening to the ballistics of the machine gun." After he finished speaking, he was about to pick up the comrade who had been shot by the enemy's machine gun while slipping down and carried him back.

Unexpectedly, that person began to struggle: "I was shot in the abdomen, I think my intestines are broken, so don't carry it."

"Hurry up, someone, and bring Old Chuan back home."

The voice on the ground twitched in pain, intermittently: "Don't be a doctor. Pull the match. Take revenge on me."

Get up, continue to move forward, screaming towards the pain, becoming more vague in the falling sky.

"Bitch! You don't have a heart? Isn't there a ghost doctor?"

"Cough cough." The person on the ground coughed twice due to the gunpowder smoke, and his whole body was in more pain: "Fuck me, I won't let the devil heal me if I die."

"You trash! You can't do anything now!"

"It's useless to me, or you shoot me. Kill me."

The squatting man dragged the wounded on the ground to a small ridge, and handed him the hair rope in his hand: "Go to hell! Cough..."

After finishing speaking, amidst the sound of rumbling explosions and screaming machine gun shells, he turned around and continued to pull the hair rope, and threw his legs away like a rabbit and jumped up the cliff.

The pulling rope did not end at the wounded on the ground. If the person on the ground died, the mine could still be pulled on the cliff
From time to time, a gray figure ran by, snatching away the rifle and bullet bag from the dead comrade on the ground, and ran desperately up the cliff behind the one who put the hair rope.

As the body rose, from time to time someone was hit by machine gun bullets and fell down.

This time, no one cared about them, and someone who was not seriously injured used both feet to climb up the cliff desperately.

The yelling was completely drowned out by the sound of gunshots and explosions.
As the trajectory of the machine gun increased, the Japanese infantry in the second echelon attacked in the first wave.

Regardless of the fact that his ears were still bleeding from the previous landmine explosion on the Tuba Road, he jumped up from his hiding place amidst the red-eyed infantry lieutenant waving his command knife and shouting and the squad leader shouting.

Although the gunpowder smoke blocked the line of sight, it was the best cover. Before the gunpowder smoke was exhausted, he just took down the position of Tuba Road in one fell swoop.

Without hesitation, he got into the smoke under the cliff.

No one cared about the corpses of the devils who were killed by the bombing on the ground.

The correspondent of the Devil Squadron who accompanied the team changed roles to act as a battlefield statistician,

In the hazy gunpowder, the devils in the lead finally discovered that there were several corpses on the ground that were not wearing the uniforms of the imperial army.

Pointing the muzzle of the rifle at the head of Tubalu's corpse under his feet, he directly pulled the trigger.

Clearing the battlefield is a rule of the drill.

The rifle trembled, as if no gunshots were heard at all, a small eye appeared on the forehead of the corpse in the smoke on the ground.
Do the same thing.

There was another bullet hole in the forehead of the next corpse.

The devil quickly found the next one.

The staring eyes of the corpse in the shallow ditch seemed to blink.

There seemed to be a strange smile on the hideously deformed face.

The rope beside the corpse suddenly tightened

boom.
The devil heard the voice this time
The sound completely overwhelmed the explosion of shells and the scream of bullets
The ground under my feet doesn't seem to be the ground, it looks like a fishing boat in my hometown of Hokkaido
There seemed to be a sea breeze blowing around.
A few stones were directly squeezed into the body by the general uniform, and one of them happened to hit the helmet by accident.

when.
This devil heard the last human voice of his life.
The so-called shells will not hit the same hole.

Naturally, there will no longer be two landmines exploding one after the other in the same place.

Soldiers tricked.

A certain instructor of the Anti-Japanese University said that an excellent commander should be good at using the experience formed by people.
The simplest and most basic strategy: soldiers do not cheat!

This time the explosion is still close at hand.

The cliff was once again hit so that nothing could be seen.

Only those who are shrouded can feel the endless pain, the violent impact, the irritating cut, the staggering shock, and the flying like flying through the clouds.

There are always some fatal ones moaning in pain and struggling in the smoke of gunpowder.
It seems that it didn't take long, amidst the gunpowder smoke, the squadron's health soldiers have already started to rescue, wrapping bandages on the wound
He even poured water into his mouth gently...

With a difficult voice in his mouth, he said thanks: "Thank you for your hard work..."

My ears were buzzing, but I didn't hear a reply...

(End of this chapter)