Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 450 The Heartbroken Major

The completely brutal attack method was an extremely tormenting process for the officers and soldiers of both China and Japan.

The Japanese army was not without cowardice. Some people broke down emotionally on the battlefield where their comrades were wounded and died one after another, turning around and fleeing frantically.

But the Japanese infantry squadron leader in the rear was extremely ruthless under the death threat from Kanda Shochu.

The two light machine guns erected before the last wave of infantry did not serve as suppressive firepower to support the infantry, but were specifically used to kill deserters who dared to escape from the front line.

The Japanese infantry turned around and escaped within 20 meters before being swept down with machine guns by their colleagues from behind.

"Anyone who disobeys the military order and leaves the battlefield without authorization will be dealt with as a deserter!" The Japanese captain shouted in the darkness with blood-red eyes.

Going forward is death, and retreating is also the same. You will also be charged with a deserter, and if you can’t get a pension, you will shame your family.

Some fired a few shots at the figures in the Chinese trenches illuminated by flares, and were knocked down by the crazy rain of bullets; some, only threw a grenade, and were splashed by the condescending delay grenade thrown over The pieces were blasted into a sieve.

Just 10 minutes.

Nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers lay dead in the attack positions on both sides.

That was the full strength of nearly two infantry squads.

However, their death is not meaningless.

The power of the Japanese grenade is not great, and the shrapnel that can splash can also bring the coldness of death.

The guard battalion led by Major Scar was already the elite of the elite of the 108th Division, and all members were equipped with steel helmets, but that could not stop the nearly fifty grenades thrown by the Japanese army within 10 minutes of being attacked within a distance of 20 meters.

More than 60.00% of the soldiers in the first-line positions suffered from the fragments after the Japanese melon grenade exploded.

"Squad [-] is stationed in the frontline trenches, and come back with me to replace your platoon leader Zhou and the brothers from Squad [-] and Squad [-]." Major Scar saw only five or six figures still swaying in the trenches in front of him, feeling painful. A final decision has been made.

This was the last reserve team in his hands, and joining this infantry squad meant that he had no more energy left.

To be forced into the last effort is not the main reason that makes the major's heart bleed, but, two infantry squads!It's almost consumed in just 10 minutes.

Keep playing at this rhythm, and after another 10 minutes at most, his row after row will be over.

Not just a row.

The second row on the side position, according to the density of gunfire, the intensity of the attack they encountered is probably not weaker than this side.The three platoons on the other side may not have been attacked by the Japanese army as hard as the two sides, but even Major Scar, the battalion commander, did not dare to draw troops from them.

The principle is the same as in Songjiang City, although the devils over there are not as willing to attack as the two sides, but you never know when they will turn into a strong attack, maybe, just wait for the moment when your troops are empty.

An infantry company may last less than half an hour.

Major Scar took the last guard squad 13 people he could use and rushed into the first-line trench along the traffic trench.

Looking around, the trenches are full of fallen dark gray military uniforms, and my heart hurts even more.

The soldiers didn't care about these, and entered the empty battle positions one after another, shooting downwards.

The major bent down and pulled them one by one. If there were any survivors, he would have to get them to the second-line trenches at the back first.

Although he didn't know the final outcome of this battle, at least he couldn't let his brother be blown up by the grenade that fell into the trench while he was still breathing.

However, he was disappointed. He pulled ten people in a row, but all of them were limp and did not respond.

Here, there are no wounded, as long as they can move, they will continue to fight until they are hit by shrapnel again or the blood in the body is emptied by an uncloggable wound.

The Japanese are retreating or dying, and the Chinese are also retreating or dying, just like two bulls with red eyes in the bullring. If they want to live and have precious breath, they have to kill each other.

"Where's your platoon leader?" Major Scar dragged a soldier who had crawled over to look for magazines from the remains of his comrades-in-arms. "Let him take you guys to carry the wounded back first!"

"Wounded?" The soldier raised his head and looked at the battalion commander with his livid face. Under the cold white light of the flare, the soldier's face blackened by gunpowder smoke showed a trace of sadness. "There are wounded here. The platoon leader said that anyone who can breathe will have to fight the devils."

"Bastard, Zhou Dafu is a bitch, you are reckless!" Major Scar almost lost his breath. "You go, bring Zhou Dafu to me!"

Tears flashed in the soldier's eyes, and he pointed not far away: "Platoon leader, where are you!"

At the position the soldier pointed to, there was no one fighting, but there was a figure wearing clothes and sitting cross-legged quietly in the trench.

This is hurt?Major Scar's heart skipped a beat, he bent over and walked quickly for a few meters, then his figure suddenly froze.

The person sitting was covered with blood on his face, he couldn't recognize who he was at all, he was not cross-legged, but both legs were gone, a military uniform covered his chest, the whole person was so quiet Leaning against the dirt wall of the trench.

Extremely quiet!

On the battlefield where the battle is still fierce, it seems that nothing can disturb him.

Major Scar tremblingly pulled off the military uniform covering his chest, revealing the rank of second lieutenant on the collar of the military uniform worn by the dead body.

Tears welled up in Major Scar's eyes.

If it wasn't for his military rank to make him sure, how could he believe that the one-meter-long remains in front of him were the platoon leader of his guard battalion's sharp knife platoon, that big man from the Northeast with a height of nearly 1.8 meters!

He shouldn't die here, at least, not so soon!He is the pacesetter of the entire 108th Division's grand competition, especially his one-handed marksmanship, which is the best in the entire guard battalion, and he has just been promoted from sergeant squad leader to second lieutenant less than half a year ago.

"The platoon leader died for the sake of his brothers. In order to increase the lethality, the devil tied several grenades with a rope and threw them together. For the two brothers next to him, the platoon leader lay down on the ground in desperation." The soldiers on the side cried uncontrollably Own.

No wonder a man with a height of 1.8 meters will become a 'short', no wonder his soldiers will wrap his chest with military uniforms.

Because, it's all gone!
Gritting his teeth, Major Scar lightly re-covered his sharp knife platoon leader with blood in his eyes. After a while, he roared in a low voice: "Go, pass on my order, everyone, take the brothers!" , Withdraw to the second-line trenches!"

"What?" The soldier thought there was something wrong with his ears, and stared blankly at his battalion commander, stunned.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go inform everyone, bring your brothers, and retreat to the second-line trench for me!" Major Scar suddenly yelled.

"Yo Xi! The Chinese are finally weak." A gleam of relief finally appeared on the cold face of the Japanese captain who received the news from ahead. "Order the front to continue attacking, and the 3rd Infantry Squad will send two squads to support!"

So far, on the position facing Major Scar, an infantry squadron of the Japanese army has invested 150 troops.

He had less than 20 soldiers under him, and the Japanese army captain on the opposite side also only had an infantry unit of 15 people left.

Some soldiers covered fire, some soldiers were responsible for carrying the remains and a few wounded, and the front line of trenches was finally abandoned.

After several attempts, the Japanese army finally rushed into the trench.

Although there was no one there, it was the result of their efforts of dozens of people.

"Onboard!" The Japanese soldiers rushed into the trenches cheering one after another.

As many as 50 Japanese soldiers rushed into the trench with a width of [-] meters. The other two infantry squads entered the battlefield late, and they were still marching forward to the battlefield while the Chinese soldiers were shooting from time to time.

"Since you like to use grenades so much, let you taste the power of a large grenade!" Major Scar in the second-line trench looked at the Japanese army about to move 30 meters away, with cold eyes.

There were seven or eight large bags tied up with ropes at his feet, and there was a lot of fresh soil on it, which seemed to have just been dug out of the soil.

(End of this chapter)