Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 452 Once Precious

More than 40 kilograms of explosives exploded in a trench no more than 50 meters long. How powerful is it?

I'm afraid it's hard to describe even the people at the scene.

Because the people who are still alive have already been shocked by the loud noise beyond human acceptance, and their thinking stopped working at that moment.

Perhaps all thoughts converge on one question: Am I dead?Is it still alive?

After the devastating explosion, the gunfire on this side of the battlefield had completely stopped, and the Chinese soldiers who escaped the huge air waves by shrinking in the trenches boldly stuck their heads out, dumbfounded.

Nearly all the frontline trenches 30 meters away collapsed. The 1.5-meter deep ditch that had been dug by hundreds of people disappeared, and the soil soaked in blood and gunpowder smoke also disappeared, leaving only a new layer of soil.

The trenches that can resist the bombardment of 75-caliber mountain artillery have become like this, let alone the people in it.

At least the trenches, which had been completely disabled, were empty.

As for the Japanese army lying on the hillside outside the trenches, because of the angle, they were not caught in the pot, but they didn't end up being good either.

Some were swept away by the air waves and were thrown more than ten meters away without a sound, and some just lay on the ground so quietly, like babies falling into sweet dreams.

Even if they survived by luck, they seemed to be stunned by the big explosion that was close at Chichi, and they turned their heads to look at the results of the battle just behind them, with eyes full of disbelief.

The trenches are gone, and the people are gone.

It was hard for the Japanese infantry, whose brains were buzzing by the loud noise, to understand why the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye when the Chinese were already at the end of their strength.

They who were on the battlefield did not understand, and the Japanese army who was planning to reap the fruits of victory more than 200 meters away also did not understand.

Especially the Japanese captain who was ordered to shoot and kill all the soldiers who tried to retreat. When the loud noise shook the sky and almost the entire trench was shrouded in gunpowder smoke, he knew that he was finished as a clay sculpture.

It wasn't that the power of the explosives could kill him over a distance of more than 200 meters, but that one of his infantry squadrons was gone.

From this moment on, he was the first captain of a captain in the history of the Imperial Japanese Army.

Even if he had the face to continue living, His Excellency Kanda Colonel who gave the order to die would never agree!

This is indeed the Japanese army captain thinking too much.

Since the battle of Songhu, the Japanese army has also suffered huge losses, with more than [-] casualties in the Japanese army on the front line.It is definitely not the first lieutenant and squadron leader who stands on the front line in despair like him, and he will definitely not be the last in a longer war in the future.

Because, as long as the Chinese soldiers don't flinch and are willing to sacrifice their lives for their lives, the Japanese will die as well.

In the past, China survived the most difficult first three years with an exchange ratio of more than ten to one, and finally entered a stalemate period that dragged the whole of Japan into the quagmire of war.

Don't talk about the future, but talk about the present.

The tragedy of the Japanese army is by no means as simple as the center of the explosion.

Except for the seven big 'stones' that exploded in the trench and sent away all the Japanese soldiers in the trench, the 'stone' that jumped over the trench because it hit the helmet may be due to the acceleration of gravity or it may be caused by the explosion in the trench It was startled by the violent vibration, and it ran another hundred meters along the hillside before it exploded when the fuze that had finally burned out was ignited.

Unfortunately, the six light machine guns of the Japanese army are all in that general area.

To make matters worse, since the Chinese soldiers did not have artillery, the grenadier soldiers also took a fancy to this "geom and water treasure land" and ran over to huddle with the machine gun shooters.

They didn't have any fortifications either, a stone and a tree with the thickness of a calf were their shelters.

Obviously, these gadgets may be able to block stray bullets, but they have almost no ability to resist the madly sweeping air waves and various stone and wood fragments urged by the energy of the explosion.

Of the six groups of machine gun shooters, half of them were blown away on the spot, and a few unlucky ones who were a little further away were also bloodied by debris, rolling on the ground in pain.

This is also the reason for the complete disappearance of gunfire on the battlefield.

On the battlefield in front of the platoons and companies under Major Scar, the Japanese troops who rushed into the front line completely lost their fighting ability.

"Rush out, kill them, use a bayonet!" After being briefly shocked by his masterpiece, Major Scar picked up a rifle and ordered brazenly.

The use of bayonets is not to show bravery, but purely to save bullets.

A dozen or so Chinese soldiers jumped out of the trenches, armed with Liao-made Type 200 rifles, and rushed into the battlefield under the noses of the stunned Japanese officers and soldiers more than [-] meters away. What can't move is just a knife, stabbing it hard.

Katori Asuka is vomiting blood!

Not angry.

Instead, it was shaken.

The violent vibration brought by the violent explosives shook all the Chinese soldiers in the trenches 30 meters away, not to mention the Japanese second lieutenant who was only seven or eight meters away from the bombing point.

Keeping the chest and abdomen close to the ground can certainly reduce the bombardment surface, but it firmly absorbs the vibration energy guided by the ground.

There was a large amount of brown substance in the spit out blood, and Katori Asuka knew that it was pieces of internal organs, he couldn't live anymore, even if the Chinese could let him go, he would be dead if he returned to the base.

Is this the fate of soldiers?Die on the battlefield!What does it feel like to be shrouded in horse leather?

The second lieutenant of the Japanese army, who originally thought he should be extremely afraid of death, felt relaxed and relieved at that moment. He looked at the young Chinese soldier slowly approaching him, with a smile on his face.

He could have pulled out the Nambu Fourteen pistol in his belt and made a final fight, and died like a samurai.

However, the Japanese Army Second Lieutenant did not.

He was afraid that it would be too late, too late to miss.

It was the most precious thing in his life, but he only thought of cherishing it now.

The second lieutenant of the Japanese Army tried his best to turn over, spitting blood out of his mouth, looking up at the flares that were still falling from the sky, letting the afterglow of the flares shine on his face.

When he was young, he was lying on the slum made by his father from the bamboo in the mountains under the big tree in front of his house, while his mother gently waved a fan to help him drive away mosquitoes, and chatted with his father about the fields he was not interested in. Farm work here.

The father, on the other hand, tasted the home-brewed sake, and talked to his mother one after another. The atmosphere was warm and peaceful.

And he just looked up at the night sky, looking at the bright galaxy.

The stars in my hometown are so bright!
Unfortunately, there is no going back.

This damn war!

The bright starlight stays in the pupil of the darkness coming.

When the severe pain came, Lieutenant Asuka Katori heard the last voice in the world that he heard in his mind.

"Platoon leader, I have avenged you, I killed the devil's second lieutenant!" The young soldier muttered to himself when he stabbed the bayonet hard into the chest of Katori Asuka, who was immersed in memory.

Tears splashed in his eyes, but he was relieved.

"That's it! His platoon commander died under my gun, and I died under their knife. Is this the karma in the legend?" At the moment Katori Asuka swallowed his last breath, he wanted to feel relieved but couldn't Some are unwilling.

And what about the dignitaries who drove us into battle!Will they suffer the same cause and effect?
If Tang Dao was here, he might be able to tell this invading army officer who only realized at the moment of death that his expectations were not out of reach.

When the war is over, those war criminals who committed heinous crimes will be sent to the gallows.

On the battlefield, more than 20 Japanese soldiers just watched dumbfoundedly as the staggering Chinese soldiers stabbed their colleagues who were still on the slope to death one by one just before the light fell.

Until, darkness engulfed the entire hillside.

The sober Japanese bullets also turned into aimless venting.

The Chinese soldiers returned to the second-line trenches as early as under the order of Major Scar.

Now, that is the last line of defense of Chinese soldiers.

The Chinese soldiers who had dealt with the enemy in front of them began to sit and wait.

Sit and wait for the Japanese army to attack again.

Even if everyone dies in battle, it's not a loss.

More than half of the Japanese infantry squadron lay before their eyes.

One for three, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

(End of this chapter)