"I never get tired of deceit!" Kurose Hei said sinisterly as he looked at the torches and flashlights fired in the distance.

There was no one else around the Japanese Army Colonel, and this sentence was more for him to listen to.

The so-called 200-person corpse collection team is just a cover, and the main purpose is to blast the cliffs and machine gun castles in the deep trenches created by Chinese people.

And 1,500 Japanese infantry crawled in the darkness 300 meters behind them!

That was already the last infantry that the 133 Infantry Regiment could now be taken out. Even the direct escort squadron of the 133 Infantry Regiment was sent to the front line.

On the first night of the war, Colonel Heichi Kurose from the 133 Infantry Regiment rushed all his infantry forces. The slogan of the division commander's "Three Days to Crack Hengyang" was too loud. Missing tonight, Kurose Heichi was afraid that he could not even get 700 infantrymen.

During the day, the Chinese won one game. Heiichi Kurose took the initiative to send a negotiation team and humiliatedly paid 10 kilograms of gold and silver jewelry to make the Chinese proud and complacent, so as to relax their vigilance and make themselves successful in one battle.

Of course, the 200-person corpse collection team was initially under the surveillance of Chinese soldiers, and they still abide by the rules set by both sides. People are not allowed to enter the deep trench, and can only use ropes to tie them into a circle and throw them into the deep trench to trap the hands and feet of the corpse and then drag them away.

I was busy until 3 a.m., which was also the most sleepy moment. A gust of wind blew, and the torch that was originally used to illuminate the trench suddenly went out a lot, and the light suddenly became dark.

The Chinese soldiers who have been closely monitoring the positions have instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"Bulle!" The second lieutenant platoon leader in charge of the negotiations decisively ordered.

"Bang!" There was a dull sound.

A faint green light rose to the sky and slowly fell down, and the snow-white light shone the trench area transparently.

As far as he looked, there was a black shadow shaking in the deep trench. Obviously, the Japanese army did not abide by the regulations and entered the deep trench. No matter what purpose he was for, the intuition of the second lieutenant of the army told him that there was danger!

"Flags! 200 meters ahead! 300 meters! Two consecutive shots each!" The Army lieutenant quickly ordered.

Four flares hit the sky, and the positions were visible. The Army lieutenant took a breath!

In the telescope's vision, the "shake yellow" covered the entire land like a locust. The Japanese army was almost no longer a sneak attack but a force attack.

"Enemy attack!" both words were still spinning in my throat, and a shrill roar came from the darkness opposite: "Kill the cock!"

"Onboard!" I don't know how many Japanese soldiers bounced up from the ground, shouted slogans, and charged towards Huangchaling with a tide!

The salt barn was also mixed with these Japanese soldiers. He held a gun, his face was ferocious and twisted, shouting: "Long live the empire!", and ran hard with his two short legs.

Because the infantry squadron he was in was killed in battle, from the squad leader to the squad leader and the sergeant and the sergeant Cao, according to military rules, the soldier who escaped by luck would be sent to the military court. However, considering that it was time for war, the commander of the regiment allowed them to commit crimes and make meritorious contributions. If they could attack the Chinese positions this time, they would not be investigated for the soldiers who escaped by luck.

Salt Barn had no choice but to be driven into the commando team and took on the first wave of assault missions. The Japanese Private Second Class understood that he could die in battle, but could not be sent to the military court, otherwise his home would be over, his parents would be ridiculed by neighbors, his younger brothers and sisters could not even go to school, and when they grew up, they would be even more crowded with the whole society.

For his family, Yan Barn Kong could only learn to be brave and rushed forward with the veterans until he was hit by the Chinese bombs.

The Chinese did not relax their vigilance as they imagined. After discovering their existence with flares, it was only less than 15 seconds before the first wave of the Japanese infantry charged to 200 meters away from the cliff, the Chinese machine guns fired.

In the dark night, the high-speed machine gun bullets equipped by the Chinese actually formed a series of magnificent bullet flows, like long rainbows.

More than ten machine guns were gathered together, intertwined in the night sky, and there was a different kind of beauty.

It’s just that this beauty brings death!

Blood kept splashing on the face of the Japanese Private.

That was his colleagues around him shot out after being shot by machine gun bullets. Because the machine guns equipped by the Chinese were so fast, once they were shot, they would be several or even more, and there was almost no hope of survival.

At the same time, the violent explosions of grenades also sounded one after another, and rows of grenades were thrown into the deep trench as if they were not allowed, turning 200 Japanese soldiers who were still in charge of corpses a few minutes ago into corpses.

This is great. The Japanese army spent two or three hours on two or three hours to transport many bodies away. This added a lot of fertilizer to this "killing trench".

Especially these Japanese soldiers did not wear any weapons on the surface, but in fact, there were either pistols or grenades hidden under the military uniforms. Some brave men even carried explosives on their bodies and planned to order the battle. They piled the explosives on the two machine gun castles that had been observed long ago, or rushed to the cliff, and used explosives to blow them up to form a slope so that the infantry that arrived later could charge.

The nature of this Japanese army No. 200 is similar to the "success squad" created by the Chinese army.

But they misjudged the firepower strength of the first battalion of the Four Lines Regiment, and did not mention various guns, just talk about this long-handled grenade.

Due to Fang Xianjue's request, the man personally agreed that the Ministry of Military Affairs brought 300,000 grenades to the Hengyang defenders, with an average of more than 20,000 infantry, and one person could have more than a dozen. In addition, the grenades were the richest defensive equipment in China at present.

The first battalion volunteered to Yinghuangchaling, a dangerous but important position, where would Fang Xianjue be stingy? The more than a thousand troops in the first battalion were given 12,000 grenades.

When digging trenches, each soldier dug a hole to store grenades and personal belongings under the trenches wall to avoid shells or explosives flying into the trenches and causing death.

In Qian Dazhu's statement: 'As long as you have the energy, you will have enough grenade tubes and enough bullet tubes!'

The grenades were round after round, like waves, and there was no end to see!

The strong smoke filled the wide deep trench. The eight machine guns of the two machine guns in the deep trench also turned on the roar mode. Bullets, grenade fragments and air waves filled almost every corner of the deep trench. It was impossible for living creatures to survive in this deep trench.

The Japanese army with pistols is fine, at most they will die! But the Japanese army with grenades and explosives on them will be in trouble. Once they are killed, they will become part of the bomb, and the bones flying around can kill people.

The 200 "Suicide Squad" took less than five minutes to become a white death squad!

Of course, it is a bit absolute to say that. Although they did nothing, they spent at least 1,000 grenades in a row.

It is said that for this wave of attack alone, the soldiers of the 1st Company had at least five or six grenades.

If the fate of the 133 Infantry Regiment's "Success Squad" is tragic, the fate of the 1,500 Japanese infantrymen who are racing on the battlefield is not much better.

"Are you charging on board? This is what I'm waiting for!" Leng Feng smiled coldly when he heard the gunshots in front of him and the deafening Japanese shouts.

"Order the artillery company's 20mm machine guns, and the chariot platoons No. 1 to 4 fire!"

Six 20mm machine guns caused a bloody storm in the Japanese army sequence!

If the dozen metal bullets swept out by the MG42 machine gun before were like the sickle swinged by the God of Death, it was a powerful tool to reap life by wantonly, then these 20 20mm machine cannons are the sledgehammer heads that the God of Death danced. It was not harvesting life, but shattering life.

A warhead that is a circle thicker than a cigar, let alone hitting a human body, is a big tree that is thicker than a human waist, all of which are holes the size of a bowl.

What are the consequences of the collision between the flesh and blood body and this terrifying thing?

Of course, everyone is broken!

The Salt Barn was lucky enough to see such a scene, and a colleague ran wildly in front of him seven or eight meters in front of him.

He had seen that person, who was a very famous role among the infantry of the 133 Infantry Regiment, and also served as the instructor of the 133 Infantry Regiment.

In order to reduce the psychological burden of blood and screaming when the recruits fought for the thorns, he personally took a team of recruits to a Chinese village and arrested more than 20 villagers to the training ground.

Salt Barn Kong clearly remembered that as the first team of recruits, he was tied to a wooden stake in front of him.

The Chinese boy was pitiful and pale with extreme fear as snow. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were full of prayers when he looked at him.

The tip of his knife was trembling, especially when he heard the screams from his ears, the Japanese Private really couldn't stab the knife.

The instructor came and kicked him to the ground with a fierce kick. Then he stabbed the Chinese boy with one hand with his bayonet. Then he twisted his wrist and the bayonet turned in the boy's chest, making a terrifying friction sound.

"Did you hear it? This is the friction between bayonets and bones. It is simply the most wonderful sound in the world!" The instructor's speech can be called a demon on earth.

Amid the devil's voice, Yan Barn Kong stabbed the dying Chinese boy with a bayonet again with his own hands, reducing his pain and finally gaining recognition from the instructor and becoming a real private.

The demon instructor who had been staying in the depths of the Japanese Private's memory appeared in front of him again this time and charged side by side with him.

But the next second, the demon instructor who was striding forward was like being hit by a sled hammer that appeared in the void, and his head was completely shattered!

To be more precise, the head and the helmet were shattered together.

A headless corpse actually rushed forward several meters under the action of inertia, and then a three-meter-high blood column rushed out of the neck. Under the brilliance of the flare, it seemed like an extremely brilliant blood flower blooming!

It turns out that the demons will be so fragile in front of bullets! Before the blood rain splashed over, the salt barn suddenly had a trace of enlightenment in his heart!

This is war. Whether you are an angel or a demon, the only thing that welcomes you is death!

The sticky blood spilled the Japanese private's face, making him unable to see the way forward at all, so he had to rush forward to the ground and wipe the blood from his face with his dirty cuffs.

This action accidentally saved his life.

"Re-force the platoon, all the companies are 60, and I will fight for you! In addition, I inform the artillery battalion that there are more than a thousand Japanese soldiers at the front of my position, so they can eat their meat." Leng Feng climbed to the highest observation post of Huangchaling, and saw at least nearly a thousand Japanese troops rushing towards the position like a tide, Leng Ran ordered.

"I'll let these Japanese men come back tonight!"

The Japanese heavy artillery was worried that the infantry that they were charging did not dare to fire, but he did not have this concern.

"Boom boom boom!" Rows of gunpowder rose in the Japanese formation.

The projectile weighing 150 and weighing 18 kilograms directly raised a ball of fire, enough to illuminate half of the battlefield.

At this time, both China and Japan no longer need to fight flares. The fireworks that kept rising on the battlefield had already illuminated the entire battlefield like daylight.

Kurose Hei was stunned and his lips were twitching, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He thought that the three-hour battle during the day had already revealed the Chinese's virtuality and reality, the machine gun firepower was sharp and the fortifications were perfect, but these would be greatly weakened under the cover of a large number of infantry forces and the cover of darkness.

Unexpectedly, the Chinese artillery fire would be so fierce that it could actually form a cover attack!

Based on the current density of shells falling, the Chinese have invested at least a dozen large-caliber artillery and more than 30 small-caliber mortars!

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Retreat!" Kurose Hei issued a military order as if dead.

But obviously, it was still a bit too late. A distance of hundreds of meters, even if you run on the sports field empty-handed, you have to run for a few minutes, let alone on a battlefield where artillery fire is everywhere.

The miserable howling of the Japanese infantry and the long and elongated sound of the retreating alarm were all drowned by the explosions like strong winds and waves.

When Salt Barn Kong woke up from his coma, he found himself still on the battlefield and didn't know if the battle was over.

Perhaps his hearing was damaged by the violent explosion, and he could only hear the sound of "huh whih" in his ears, his body was like a small boat in the ocean, swinging around in the stormy waves, and it was like he had just had an anesthesia operation. After the anesthesia force passed, his whole body shook even more violently.

The Japanese Private could only use all his strength, open his eyes, and watch around.

It should be dawn at this time, and it was already dawn. With the light, he saw corpses in yellow military uniforms everywhere, all lying on their lying. He had no idea if there were any living people abandoned on the position like him.

At this moment, his tinnitus was much better. He faintly heard someone in the distance muttering in a speechless manner, "Are the friendly forces still there? Are the friendly forces still there?" Sometimes he could hear faint voices like "Is there water?"

The tears of Japanese privates suddenly burst out. It was not sadness, but that they could still meet similar touches on such a desperate battlefield.
To be continued...