Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 451

Chapter 451 The Last Bullet

Those were the explosives that were buried in the second-line trenches from the beginning.

It was specially requested by Major Scar when Tang Dao distributed heavy weapons to the two guard battalions. This batch of explosives has been kept in the baggage troops. It was originally used to blow up the Baihe Port Bridge. Later, due to changes in the war situation, only three points were used. One of them completed the combat mission.

The main force led by Tang Dao needed attack power. Although these powerful explosives could not be thrown, they were naturally useless. Major Scar asked for them all.

When building the "Guling" trench, he had already thought about how to use this batch of explosives.

150 kilograms of explosives, 50 kilograms of which were allocated to each trench, were tied tightly with ropes and buried in earth holes on the side walls of the trenches to prevent them from being hit and detonated by Japanese artillery.

The shell-proof holes that the soldiers spent a lot of effort to dig were not for people, but for explosives.

If the second-line position is lost, the soldiers ordered to detonate the explosives will light the fuse wrapped in oilcloth, reducing the entire position to rubble.

By then, not to mention the people in the trenches, there will not be a living creature within thirty meters on both sides of the trenches.

This batch of explosives that were deeply buried in the second-line trenches did not become the final defense of the entire "Guling", but the last bullets for the defenders of the "Guling".

Once ejected, they will both die together.

But now, Major Scar, who was extremely angry because of the death of his sharp knife platoon leader, decided to shoot his last bullet in advance.

He was not afraid of death, but he wanted to watch these Japanese who were not afraid of death die first before he died.

It was an indescribable feeling to die behind them.

The distance between the second-line trench and the first-line trench is thirty meters, and there is a gap of three to four meters. In order to ensure that these tightly tied explosive blocks can smoothly 'roll' down and kill those idiots, their eyes were red with fierce anger. The major even carefully reminded his soldiers to stuff uniforms and cloth into the gaps in the ropes, and then covered them with mud, just to wrap the originally square explosive box into a sphere.

The Japanese offensive resumed. No one dared to attack the second-line trenches from the communication trenches, which were easier to advance. They only needed to pile up two sandbags and set up a light machine gun there. Whoever entered would die, and they were not a fool.

More than thirty Japanese troops continued to crawl forward. Six light machine guns were bold enough to place their machine guns less than 150 meters away from the second-line trench. After shooting three illumination bombs into the sky, the six light machine guns roared. The bullet grazed the airspace thirty centimeters above the back of his infantry and struck the sandbags piled up in the second-line trench.

This is an extremely dangerous tactic. If there is a slight mistake, the machine gun bullets will hit the little buttocks of their own infantry. However, the Japanese army used it so resolutely, shooting the Chinese trenches with machine guns almost close to the heads of their own soldiers.

Of course, that's not to say that their infantry tactical coordination is really as good as that of future special forces. If that's the case, China, which lacks sufficient industrial capabilities, will never survive eight years no matter how hard it tries. That's because the Japanese are really being forced to panic. .

The casualties they suffered were more than twice those of the Chinese on the battlefield. There is another reason why they suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Songjiang. That is because the Chinese had city walls and fortifications, but this was a real field battle. The Chinese had nothing but a few temporary trenches dug.

I have the "strongest division on the surface" with "black skin and bright red blood". The pride of the Sixth Division still exists, not to mention that the machine guns of the team behind are still emitting green smoke!

"Gentlemen, rush up, kill them, and cut off their heads. Your Excellency the captain and the captain will celebrate for us." The eyes of Katori Asuka, who was crawling at the end of more than thirty people, flashed with madness and encouraged loudly. The soldiers in his own squad.

As the second lieutenant of the 2nd Infantry Squadron, Asuka Katori is now the top commander on the front line. He knows very well that he can only survive if he completes this attack mission.

　　Yes, for this once ambitious second lieutenant, the goal at this moment is no longer to receive meritorious service, but to survive this extremely cruel battle.

He didn't want to be like the top student in the first team who became a second lieutenant after graduating from the sergeant academy. Most of his neck was cut off by shrapnel from a Chinese grenade. Even if he covered his hands tightly, he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out, and he might even die in the end. It wasn't that the blood had drained out, but that he held it too tightly in his eagerness, and the exposed trachea couldn't receive fresh oxygen.

To put it bluntly, he strangled himself to death out of intense fear. Even the moment everyone saw his milky white trachea protruding from the fresh muscles of his neck, they knew he was dead.

If he doesn't want to die, he can only attack with all his strength and drive the dozens of people he can command now to kill the Chinese in one go.

The subordinate infantry tried their best to crawl forward under the cover of the machine guns, while Katori Asuka tried hard to keep his chest and abdomen close to the ground, with his head wearing a helmet tilted up skillfully, staring at the Chinese trench, which might be thrown over at any time. The grenade is easy to roll to avoid. Then, the Japanese second lieutenant was suddenly startled!

Seven or eight black "stones" were suddenly thrown out of the Chinese trenches and rolled down the not-steep hillside.

"Baga! Get out of the way!" Katori Asuka reminded his subordinates loudly, but at the same time, a hint of joy flashed in his heart.

The Chinese actually use stones as defensive weapons. Does that mean they have run out of ammunition?

It's just that this is too ridiculous.

The size of the stone is only about ten kilograms. Even if it hits someone, what will happen? Is it possible that a few more people could be killed?

Just as this thought came to mind, I saw a stone rolling faster and faster after crossing a distance of more than 20 meters. One stone hit the heads of two Japanese infantrymen who had no time to escape.

"Bang!" A loud sound caused the Japanese infantry to scream and roll their eyes while covering their helmets.

Obviously, even a stone can smash a person into Hanhan after being accelerated by gravity. This is when Hanhan is wearing a helmet.

The stone that met the obstacle jumped up high, and even rolled over the trench where there were still thirty Japanese infantry soldiers and rolled down the hillside.

The most primitive rolling stone in ancient China, but with a combat history of more than three thousand years, it is still somewhat powerful.

But this is the last stubbornness of the Chinese people! Katori Asuka watched helplessly as a big stone rolled two meters from his right side and fell into the trench, and he breathed out unconsciously.

But the exclamations coming from the trench made Lieutenant Katori Asuka's heart skip a beat again.

　　Not only were the voices of the soldiers under his command extremely frightened, but what was more important was the content of their shouts: "The rocks are smoking!"

What kind of stones emit smoke? Could it be that it was ignited by the hot battlefield?

A loud "Boom!" made Second Lieutenant Asuka Katori's mind go blank.

Whether it was the scorching waves of air that passed over his back and burned his military uniform, exposing his fat black buttocks, or the violent vibration that threw the Japanese Army Second Lieutenant's body more than ten centimeters off the ground, the entire body of Second Lieutenant Katori Asuka was That moment was frozen.

It's like a statue, even if a **** is thrown on its head!

The explosive energy of an explosive weighing more than six kilograms is comparable to that of a 105-caliber heavy artillery. The violent air waves are enough to overturn everyone in the trench, let alone seven or eight such big things.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers in the fifty-meter trench, whether standing or lying down, were all picked up like fallen leaves and thrown around the position by the air waves that had nowhere to vent.

Some were whole and some were broken, like a rain of human body parts.

　　Even a severed hand hit the helmet of Major Scar who was huddled in the trench.

Picking up the **** severed hand, Major Scar's eyes were not disgusting, but full of joy.

The Japanese bombed his brother to death, and he blew it back ten times more ferociously, blowing it to pieces. That would be really satisfying!

(End of this chapter)

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