Base System of Bashu Heroes

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Yang Sen, who usually spoke readily when he had something to say, with a sullen face, intentionally or unintentionally left Liu Tianchu in the dark, letting everyone stare at him, and deliberately prolonged this torture-like time.

"Okay! Mr. Major, if you can't take it down, I'll chop off your head."

The scene was in an uproar again. Yang Hanzhong hurriedly whispered something in Yang Sen's ear, but Yang Sen immediately drank it back, "Whose nepotism do I care! There is no joke in the army. If you violate military orders, I will chop off his head!"

Liu Tianchu understood what the two were muttering. "What if I capture it?"

"I'll give you a brigade and promote you to major general."

Everyone stared blankly at the sudden turn of events. It was useless to say anything. What Yang Hanzhong could not undo was even more impossible for others to undo. Yang Sen had already decided.

Here Ronghua also pulled Liu Tianchu aside.

"You are too confident and are deceiving yourself! Are you a genius at close combat? If you are used in this kind of battle, who will you use? The main regiment of each division? The special agent battalion? Even if they are used by you, they will listen to you?"

"Don't you dare to listen to me! Don't worry, this is your chance." Liu Tianchu waved his hand and pushed Ronghua away and walked into the crowd.

"Everyone, please bear witness. If we can't conquer it, Junzuo will chop off my head."

Yang Sen nodded with a complicated expression: "Okay!"

"But I need your help to pull back the attacking troops, suspend the attack, and guard the Dunwu Temple and Qiaotingzhai Shiqiao positions."

"Say defeat before we can fight?" Yang Sen's face was cold.

"Defeat? It's too early to tell. Maybe it was General Yun Sheng under you?"

Yang Sen was happy. He was still in the mood to joke at this time, but these words made him feel comfortable. "Okay, the 793 and 794 regiments will be under your command. I will wait for General Yum to return in triumph. Please!"

Yang Sen made a gesture to invite him out, and then there was dead silence, and the air in the headquarters was as frozen as ice.

The question and answer between the two men changed the fate of the two regiments. Yang Sen was famous throughout the army for his eclectic hiring practices, but when he handed over the troops of the two regiments to the command of an ignorant playboy, everyone was secretly frightened.

Jiang Hui'an and Liu Ling, the leaders of the 794 regiment, looked uglier than constipation.

The two regiments have gathered at the forward position and are on standby. Liu Tianchu and Ronghua also arrived in front of the position. The situation in the position was even worse than Liu Tianchu imagined. The thick smell of blood filled the air, and the broken limbs were horrifying.

Medical soldiers searched for survivors among the corpses scattered all over the mountains and plains. The eyes of the survivors who lost their colleagues who had been together day and night burned with the flame of revenge.

Rong Hua, who was following Liu Tianchu, kept reminding him, "Sir, you shouldn't gather here. The soldiers will lose their fighting spirit when they see such a tragic situation."

Liu Tianchu shook his head indifferently. "As an officer, it is even more unseemly to deceive the leaders, just to let them see the tragedy of the battlefield. This battle is a sieve for gold mining. The sand sinks to the bottom, but the gold remains. Good thing, good thing!"

"A good thing? It's okay for you to disobey orders." Ronghua muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Liu Tianchu asked, not hearing clearly.

"Nothing, good thing! Good thing!"

The two came to the assembly position. Liu Tianchu inspected all the officers and soldiers from left to right and said: "Brothers, I am Liu Tianchu, commander of the third battalion of the 793rd Regiment. I was appointed by Junzuo. The 793rd and 794th Regiments are under my command.

From today on, I am your brigade commander. Needless to say, you also know that we are about to attack the Chenjiahang position. Everyone also knows that the Japanese army has better weapons than us. Before the charge, I would like to ask everyone, are you afraid of death?

"

Chu Tianbang, who was already admiring Liu Tianchu, first shouted: "No!"...

Rong Hua secretly smiled at Liu Tianchu's self-introduction. This man was really thick-skinned. He was neither a brigade commander nor an acting brigade commander, but he did not expose him. Jiang Hui'an and Liu Ling, who knew the situation well, stared at him with complex expressions.

Liu Tianchu ignored them and continued: "Huh! I don't quite believe it when you say that. How can I know if you are afraid of death before the critical moment? So I have to put it first. If anyone is afraid of death, now

It's not too late, I can send you to a military court at most, but your life can be saved. If you don't tell me now and regret it at the critical moment, then I will be sorry. So, I will take care of you today.

, I am doing pre-war mobilization for Jun Zuo. The central topic is: understanding and psychological preparation for death. My question is, if a grenade explodes in front of you, what will happen if a fragment happens to hit your body?

as a result of?"

Chu Tianbang laughed heartily: "This is a pediatric question. Let me answer it. If the shrapnel were bigger and hit my stomach again, I would probably be disemboweled..."

"Well, that's right, but it's an understatement. There is a discipline called trauma ballistics, which specializes in studying what happens when a bullet or shrapnel hits the human body. Let me describe it to you. First, the shrapnel will travel at a speed of several hundred meters per second.

The speed leaves a wound on the skin at the frontal injection point, and the huge shock wave formed when the shrapnel passes through the body will shock the organs, and then penetrates the human body at an extremely fast speed. The exit formed by the shock wave will be several times the entrance.

Big, because the shrapnel will take away part of your muscle tissue and bone fragments. If it hits the head, the wound will be even more terrible, and it will blow off a third of your skull..."

The officers and soldiers listened quietly. Some people already showed signs of fear. Liu Ling was a little panicked. What kind of mobilization was this? Not only could it not boost morale, but it would also cause fear among the officers and soldiers. He wanted to stop Liu Tianchu from continuing, so he hurriedly said

: "Nephew, needless to say, everyone knows where the corpses of thousands of people are lying!"

Jiang Hui'an took a step forward hesitantly, quietly pulled down Liu Ling's sleeve and signaled him to listen, but Liu Ling fell silent.

Tang Heizi added with excitement: "If the shrapnel hits the carotid artery, the neck will be like the water of the Three Gorges..."

Liu Tianchu continued what Heizi said: "The metaphor is not appropriate, but it is true. If a bullet or shrapnel happens to hit your carotid artery, then under the strong pressure of the heart pumping 833 milliliters per second, the blood can be sprayed to

Ten meters away, in just a few seconds, the amount of bleeding will reach 1000 ml. A person who was alive and kicking a few seconds ago will immediately be on the verge of death. At this time, your skin will be blue-yellow and your muscles will be relaxed.

It also includes the sphincter. You will lose control of your bowels and bowels, and your body temperature will quickly cool down. The originally healthy and elastic human body will now feel like meat on the chopping board..."

Some of the officers and soldiers were already pale, and a few hesitantly put their guns on the ground.

"Have you ever been shot?" Liu Tianchu threw a 7.92 Hanyang bullet, "When it hit you, it was still so big? The wound was about the same size as a bullet, it's usually——"

Liu Tianchu put the bullet into a soldier's chest. The soldier's body shook and he sat down on the ground.

"You can't avoid it. Don't even try to avoid it. It's more than twice as fast as the sound. It goes in and the flesh is torn apart, very wide, including the blood vessels, flesh, and nerves. Phew, take away a big piece, it's gone, you

The flesh tried to close, but it couldn't and was torn. This is good because it didn't hit the bones. If you hit the bones, it would swirl in your more than 100 kilograms, turning in circles and making a path.

Maybe the bullet that hit the chest was found in the stomach. It hit the head, went in, - passed -, and then couldn't get out, so it was spinning around in the head - soft, soft, soft -, several times, and the things inside were blown.

Stir it into a paste..."

Many people were so frightened by Liu Tianchu that their faces turned pale, and some of them were shaking into a ball. Heizi and Tianbang next to them were filled with a strange sense of joy.

A soldier asked: "Sir, why are you different from what others said?"

Liu Tianchu sneered: "They are telling lies, I am telling the truth. This is still good. This is a rifle, a light one. A heavy machine gun, empty, empty, that thing is for throwing bullets. Don't expect to get even one shot. It's all like that."

It can push you from here to there. You are beaten to pieces, and you are also smashed. Your hand holding the gun is light, and all the muscles in your body are torn away..."

The whitest face among all the pale faces was undoubtedly that of Liu Ling, who had never been on a battlefield: "...Really?"

"Of course it's true. Do you know why there are so many missing people during wars? It's so confusing..." Liu Tianchu pointed to the corpses on the battlefield. "Go and take a look, and you will understand."

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