Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 639 Dare to die and become 'chasing' to die!

Under the leadership of Tang Dao, the Chinese soldiers roaring "kill" were almost running at a speed of [-] meters.

The Japanese army outside the [-]-meter trench could even hear the sound of Chinese soldiers breathing heavily.

Before charging, except for the rifles and bullets, all the clear water carried by the soldiers was discarded in situ, and the six grenades were ordered by officers at all levels to be placed halfway on the ground.

This is the first charge and the last charge. If the entire army cannot break through the defense line in front of the Japanese artillery position at the fastest speed, then the entire army of the death squad will die here. This is what Tang Dao did before the charge. He told Li Jiujin and all other officers.

Therefore, they had to maintain their speed, and within a few seconds after the Japanese light and heavy machine guns began to fire frantically, they arrived at the front four 50 meters of the Japanese position.

Including guns and grenades, the average load per person is no more than 8 catties, which also allows the soldiers to run at a speed of nearly 14 seconds for [-] meters.

The Chinese soldiers who only had this chance ran so fast that at least ten of them fell out because they tripped under their feet when they were not attacked by bullets.

Fortunately, the soldiers who didn't break their bones rolled continuously on the ground. They may have been bruised and swollen, but they still stood up again and continued to charge behind their comrades. . .

If you are unlucky, you may faint from the fall, or even break your legs and arms directly. What a heart-wrenching pain!
But no one uttered a scream of pain. Although the surge of adrenaline would reduce the pain, it was by no means that the arm and leg were broken and they didn't feel it. They just didn't want to distract their comrades.

Bullets were also flying in the air, and from time to time a soldier ran and fell down on the mountain with a muffled groan and did not get up again.

There was no one to control them, and no one to help them. If they didn't run faster, I'm afraid everyone could only become trophies under the guns of the Japanese army, even if their officers were among the fallen.

In six or seven seconds, they had already run nearly 50 meters. However, although the distance was short, at least 350 people lost more than 40 people, but this was far below Tang Dao's prediction.

"Damn it, how many Chinese are there?" Kazuo Yanagawa couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle as he saw the dark blue figure constantly leaping forward.

"Your Excellency Yanagawa, I think we should retreat first." The Japanese captain beside him suggested with a pale face.

"Bastard, you are shaking the morale of the army!" Kazuo Yanagawa glanced at the officers who were also tense around him, with anger welling up on his face.

"Your Excellency Yanagawa, our department cannot repeat the mistakes of the Sixth Heavy Artillery Brigade! Do you think about how the headquarters evaluated this battle?" The Japanese captain called out to Tianqu.

Kazuo Yanagawa couldn't help being slightly stunned.

The headquarters of the North China Dispatch Army naturally praised the Sixth Heavy Artillery Brigade for their dedication to the battle, saying that the brigade commander led the whole brigade to fight against the enemy bravely and was a hero of the empire, but the internal report said that He didn't know how to adapt, which caused the empire to lose thousands of skilled artillerymen, which was the biggest loss of this battle.

It was precisely because of this internal notification that the major general who died on the spot has not yet been posthumously awarded the rank of lieutenant general by the empire.

He died in a heroic battle and still hasn't been promoted to a level. How can there be any reason for this?
Let Yanagawa Kazuo choose, and you don't want to be such a hapless person, don't you?
Just when Yanagawa Kazuo, the supreme commander of the Japanese artillery position, was entangled, Tang Dao led the death squad to about 50 meters in front of the position.

The Japanese guards in the trenches are still in a state of confusion. Some are desperately shooting to stop the Chinese soldiers who have already charged at full speed with big strides. They tried their best to yell at their subordinates to shoot, while others looked at the gleaming bayonets that were about to pounce on them, trembling with fear.

This is not to say that the guards of the Japanese artillery are cowards, they are also from infantry, but since the war in North China, these two infantry squadrons have served as the guards of the artillery for a long time. While protecting the artillery well, they Almost never engaged in combat.

The so-called born in sorrow and died in peace, has not been on the front line for several months in a row. This group of Japanese troops responded to this sudden and desperate charge far worse than the Japanese troops in normal conditions.

Of course, what was even more terrible was that the supreme commander of the infantry was an artillery lieutenant. Until now, he had not issued an effective order, whether it was to issue a deadly counterattack or the artillery as infantry reinforcements.

nothing!
The Captain of the Japanese Guard Squadron was already considered the calmest soldier in the line of defense. He waved his poor little command knife and ordered a counterattack hoarsely. The number of Chinese soldiers is also the largest.

It's just that compared to the three directions of the death squad's charge, there is only one direction for a resolute counterattack, which is still too little.

The Chinese soldiers began to slow down and did not continue to charge at full speed.

It wasn't that they were timid, and it certainly wasn't that the Japanese counterattack had become terrifying.

"Throw a bomb!" Tang Dao threw two grenades first, then got down on the ground.

The soldiers took out the grenades hanging on their waists. The grenades whose back cover had already been unscrewed only needed to be pulled by the rope, and then they threw them out with all their strength.

No precision, no accuracy, just throw it like that, even if it doesn't explode, it doesn't matter, then treat it as a rock!
Those falling on the front of the position can create gunpowder smoke, making it impossible for the Japanese infantry to aim. Those thrown in the trenches are naturally cool, and it doesn’t matter if they are thrown behind the trenches. It is also good to scare people.

In the first wave of grenades, at least 300 grenades were thrown out. According to probability, at most one-tenth of them could fall into the trenches. However, more than 30 grenades exploded in the trenches, which was enough for the Japanese army. that's it.

At least dozens of Japanese soldiers were blown away by the falling grenades, and then rolled in the trenches screaming miserably.

For the Japanese army, the most unfortunate thing is that the captain of the guard squadron was among the dead.

Because the gunshots in the area where he was located were the most intense and caused the greatest damage to the charging soldiers, the officers and soldiers of the Death Squad in that direction naturally took that as the target.

At least fifty grenades flew towards the trench, which was no more than 100 meters wide, and the density could be called raindrops.

Although the Japanese captain who fought back bravely retreated into the trench in time, he was powerless against the grenade that exploded one meter away.

The arm and the command knife were blown away more than ten meters away. The once handsome and straight nose was completely cut off by the shrapnel, and the whole face became a flat plate.

The eyeballs that have lost their eyelids and turned gray are staring at the sky, as if they are complaining, cutting off the nose is fine, but if you lose the eyelids, it will make people unable to close their eyes even if they die!

Then, another wave of grenades hit, and two seconds later, another wave.

Three consecutive waves, more than a thousand grenades, this kind of attack intensity, not to mention the collapse of the Japanese guard squadron with only a few dozen people left, even Kazuo Yanagawa, who was a hundred meters away, was desperate.

"The whole army retreats!" Yanagawa Kazuo closed his eyes in pain, and issued the withdrawal order.

The so-called withdrawal is nothing more than running away. Before the Chinese rushed into the position and killed them wantonly, all the artillery ran to the mountains and forests.

Kazuo Yanagawa made a decision that seemed sensible at the moment.

At least, he and his subordinates will not be like the Sixth Heavy Artillery Brigade, where the guns are gone, and even the people are gone.

As for the infantry who are still on the front line, then, they can only be dead friends who are not dead.

The shrill siren blared throughout the battlefield.

The terrified Japanese army, regardless of artillery or infantry, at this moment, the only remaining will to fight disappeared.

A poopy yellow jumped out of the trench and ran backward desperately. The result of running alone led to several people running, one, four or five, and then a dozen. By this time, the trend was irreversible.

Hundreds of Japanese soldiers turned around like this, regardless of their backs being exposed to the guns of the Chinese soldiers, and crazily backwards, the speed was not at all slower than the death squads who almost ran away.

Just like a group of frightened chickens, if you give them a pair of wings, they will take off from the cliff!

That should be the line of defense that collapsed at the fastest speed since the start of the war between China and Japan, none of them.

If Kunisaki was here in a daze, he would definitely be killed by his subordinates.

Even the Chinese soldiers looked at all this in disbelief.

Because, they came here for the sake of daring to die, but they never thought that they would be the ones to 'drive' death!

(End of this chapter)