Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 71 Massacre

The flames erupting from the muzzles of submachine guns, shell guns, rifles, etc., led by a Maxim heavy machine gun, were like the white teeth of a monster suddenly opening its dark mouth.

At that moment, the eyes of the Japanese major commander behind the telescope were dazzled.

 Blinked in disbelief, then blinked again.

It wasn’t until he saw his subordinates leaping over the trench with great skill that they were instantly overturned, that the Japanese major finally believed that the group of cannon fodder he had appointed had really become cannon fodder, and they had definitely not lasted more than a minute.

Otherwise, how could the Chinese mobilize their troops to concentrate on the first floor in such a short period of time and fire such a terrifying hail of bullets?

 Judging from the results of more than dozens of people falling down in an instant, the Chinese must have used the **** MP series submachine guns developed by the Germans again. It was the most terrifying weapon that made the Imperial Army most powerless in close combat.

The Japanese Major guessed 70% of the truth correctly, but he guessed 30% wrong because he overestimated his cannon fodder.

Had it not been for the Japanese army to resolutely attack, the group of cannon fodder headed by the shirtless Japanese lieutenant could not have lasted for thirty seconds. In fact, it did not last more than a minute until the last Japanese soldier died.

However, the Japanese army was very brave. After being hit head-on by such a hail of bullets, some of them immediately turned over and lay down and shot. Some of them took off their grenades, pulled the fuses, knocked them on their helmets, and then resolutely fired. Throw them out from the gaps in the building, and more people are holding rifles, pulling the triggers to empty the bullets, shouting slogans, and continuing to run forward at high speed.

More than twenty grenades exploded the front of the warehouse into a sea of ​​flames, and the returning bullets also hit the Chinese soldiers behind the sandbag fortifications and subconsciously hid themselves to avoid them.

The instinct of living things is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Not everyone has the courage to face each other with guns and shoot each other until they are in desperate situations.

 At least at this moment, in addition to having an advantage in military strength, the Japanese army, which is at a disadvantage in terms of firepower and the environment, is tenacious enough.

This scene made the people who had just planned to cheer and cheer involuntarily lower their voices, and only the drums kept beating.

The person beating the drum has been replaced by the man in black robe who came over at some point. The middle-aged man in robe, whose arms were obviously weak, was still standing stubbornly with the help of a bodyguard of the man in black robe. The blood mist had dissipated a lot. Big drum edge.

The young people who were originally standing in front of the drum were pushed to the back row by a group of green men wearing open cloth shoes and bloomers. Although some were unhappy, they were pushed back by the light words of the man in black robe.

“This national crisis is not just a national crisis for you scholars.”

 At this point, the green-skinned gangsters who once made ordinary people fear them like tigers are standing at the forefront of the people.

Although the Japanese army was attacking like a tide at the moment, and their fearlessness in death was shocking, the drums were still thundering.

 The dark blues who had brought them hope again and again on this day did not let them down again.

 Intense gunshots rang out again, and a lump fell from the second, third and fourth floors.

  No, it should be said one by one, one by one.

 That's a grenade!

Most of the Japanese infantry were already thirty or twenty meters close to the building, and they were thrown past without any effort.

　　The ghosts of the Japanese army appeared in great numbers.

Whether those were stubborn or those who were cowardly and hid in the trenches, they were all rolling around desperately trying to avoid these dark-looking things falling from the sky.

No matter how dense the bullets are, there are still gaps. At least at this moment, most of the people are still intact, which is proof of this.

 But grenade

 And it’s a rain of grenades.

That would really cost you your life.

The Japanese troops who were closer to the trenches jumped into the trenches without hesitation. The Japanese troops who were further away had no second choice but to grit their teeth and continue to rush forward.

As for those in between, they could only watch in despair as the grenades rolled down on the ground and puffed out smoke.

 Then, "Boom!" There was an explosion.

 Shrapnel flew across the sky.

 More than 40 grenades were thrown in the first wave, followed by a second wave and a third wave.

This is almost equivalent to dozens of small mortar shells falling on this battlefield that will never exceed 1,000 square meters.

  Loud noises, fires, smoke, and human body parts were the main themes on the battlefield at that moment. No one could clearly see what was going on on the battlefield shrouded in smoke and fire. Not to mention Toyoda Hide, who was hundreds of meters away with a dull face, even Koizumi Reimai, who was the nearest, could only huddle helplessly in the trench. He tried to minimize the area of ​​his body that was hit by bullets, and did not even look at the plight of his soldiers outside the trenches.

 In fact, without looking closely, the Japanese captain also knew that the soldiers who quickly rushed into the building fifteen meters in front were basically finished.

 No one could survive such a horrific grenade-covered attack.

 I just don’t know if anyone can rush into the building. If so, maybe there is a chance to reverse this battle.

However, the concentrated fire and gunfire that was so intense that it could even penetrate the huge explosion sound wiped away the last chance of the Japanese captain.

The constant screams proved that none of them could break through the barrage of Chinese submachine gun bullets.

Closing his eyes in pain, the Japanese captain knew that, whether he wanted to admit it or not, this round of attack had completely failed.

 A complete failure!

 A big defeat!

 Failure made the Japanese captain’s mind clear.

  The 100 forwards led by Kurokawa Orizo were able to rush into the building so smoothly. This was just an illusion deliberately created by the Chinese. Their purpose was to trick their main force into coming, and then kill a large number of people with continuous-fire firearms.

Many soldiers avoided grenade-covering explosions by hiding in trenches, but this was by no means a good place.

Raising his head and looking through the gunpowder smoke at the dark shooting holes in the nearby building, the Japanese captain felt even palpitations in his heart.

When the smoke from the grenades cleared, he believed that the guns would be aimed at the trench that seemed to be a shelter.

Even, he had reason to believe that the Chinese used grenades to attack not just to kill the Imperial warriors on the surface, but to drive them into this trench.

 Then let this become their hunting ground.

 The Chinese are really insidious.

At that moment, the Japanese captain was sweating like rain.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat to the left and right wings!" At the moment when the Japanese captain figured it out, he roared desperately and ordered the communications soldiers following him to sound the siren and issue a retreat order that could be heard throughout the battlefield.

The Japanese infantry, which had been chilled by submachine guns and grenades, naturally lost all will to fight after hearing the order to retreat, and ran wildly along the trenches toward the two wings.

 Because only in that way can we avoid the frontal rain of bullets to the greatest extent.

 “The lousy Japanese are going to run away!” In the warehouse, a superior soldier raised his body slightly in anxiety.

 Before he pulled the trigger, a bullet hit his helmet.

 The warhead hit the arc of the helmet and bounced off without penetrating, but the soldier fell on his back without saying a word.

 “Iron Dan!” Lao Hei on the side exclaimed and hurriedly went to help him.

“You bastard, the battle isn’t over yet. Get down on your back and beat me!” Tang Dao turned his head and took a look at him and roared in anger.

The Japanese infantry in the trenches were retreating, but they were not fleeing in a rout. There were many remaining Japanese troops who were still tenaciously shooting at this side. Especially when the Japanese army sounded the alarm to retreat, ten people in the fortifications opposite The heavy machine gun roared desperately, and the entire front of the building was being baptized by the rain of bullets. It does not mean that the Japanese army was just a dish in the bowl.

 This is a battlefield, and any carelessness may result in death.

 (End of this chapter)