Chapter 3 Warehouse
The battlefield is a cruel place, and the balance of victory will not fall to anyone because of who is just or who is braver!
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500 meters!
Perhaps the Japanese army believed too much about the power of their planes and cannons, or they didn't take our Chinese troops seriously at all, so when they charged, they were completely stopping Subaru's striding without any cover, or the cat was under his body to avoid the upcoming guns and bullets.
But this seems normal, because I don’t even believe that we can resist the offensive of this group of Japanese troops. At this time, even the regular army of the Kuomintang troops had many factions and internal struggles. It is difficult for such troops to form strong combat power together. The Japanese army has seen this a long time ago, not to mention that we are not even regular army...
400 meters!
The cold light reflected from the Japanese bayonet in the smoke stinged my eyes, and at the same time it aroused the fear in my heart again. The scene in front of me almost made me unable to breathe, and even my hand holding the gun was trembling constantly, so I tried to stabilize the sight several times but failed!
300 meters!
Why didn't you lose your life and shoot?
At this distance, I could even see the grim smile on the Japanese army's face clearly. At this speed, they could not even run to us in a minute. If they didn't shoot, it would be too late!
I looked nervously at the platoon leader of the Chi not far away, but he stared at the Japanese army in front of him coldly like a ok person, still without the intention of ordering to start a fight.
"Fight!" It was not until the Japanese army rushed to only two hundred meters away from us that the platoon leader shouted and raised his rifle in his hand and fired the first bullet at the enemy.
In an instant, the dense gunfire sounded, and the Japanese soldiers rushing in the front row were shaking like electric shock. Blood arrows exploded on the Japanese soldiers with the roar of bullets. In an instant, there were Japanese soldiers who were shot and fell to the ground, and the screams and roars of Japanese soldiers were everywhere. The air was filled with disgusting smell of gunpowder and blood. The scene was like a demon from hell that opened a blood curtain in front of me.
However, the Japanese army did not retreat like this. They shouted and rushed forward like a group of wild beasts. The one in front fell down, the one behind rushed forward while the comrades-in-arms corpse was rushing forward, and the one behind fell down, and then followed another wave...
So these two irreconcilable nations fought cruelly on this endless land of crops!
A gunshot with a "bang!" followed a vibration from my shoulder, and a bullet flew out of my gun chamber.
This is the first time I have pulled the trigger since I woke up. Compared to the few bullets I fired before, I have not closed my eyes now. But this seems to be much better than shooting with my eyes closed, because I found that my target was still running around and jumping around...
"Bang! Bang!" Two more bullets were shot out, but the result was still the same. I didn't know where the bullets were flying.
I believe one of the reasons is that my hands are too shaking. So I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, and then recalled the tragic scene of the Japanese army massacre in the movies in modern times... Everyone said that if the heart is full of hatred, they will be afraid of nothing. This is really right!
When I opened my eyes again, the hatred in my heart had already suppressed the fear. At this moment, I only thought about shooting the bullets in my hand into the chest of the Japanese devils, so I pulled the bolt and raised the gun and pulled the trigger at the Japanese army not far away...
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, a Japanese soldier's head exploded in front of me like a watermelon. In my sight, he could clearly see his face being smashed by bullets, red and white bursting everywhere, and then he soon collapsed on the ground like a deflated ball.
"Bang!"
Another Japanese army fell under my gun. At this time, I didn't know how to be afraid at all, and at the same time I didn't have time to be afraid, because the Japanese army had already rushed to a place less than 70 meters away from our front... I knew very well what this meant. During the military training of college, my instructor once told me that the most common tactic used during war was to first throw out a row of grenades when the distance was close, and then when the enemy was dizzy by the grenades, he pushed up the bayonet and stabbed it randomly!
We can do this, and of course the enemy can do this, not to mention that the enemies in front of us are all Japanese who have experienced battle formations... So in order not to be bombed into the sky by the Japanese grenades, the best way is to use the rifle in your hand to block him from the line of danger...
However, what I think so does not mean that everyone else thinks so! Before I could be mentally prepared, I heard the platoon leader Chi order to us: "Get the bayonet!"
"What?" I was stunned when I heard this. Why did I do with a bayonet? Fight with the Japanese?
At this time, I didn't realize that the battlefield could not tolerate questions, and no one would give me answers, because there was no time at all.
Just as I was stunned, the platoon leader Chi waved his pistol and shouted at us: "Brothers! Fight with the Japanese! Go..."
"Run!" The soldiers rushed towards the enemy one by one with bayonets, and at this time I was still searching for bayonets everywhere on my body...
Later I realized that fortunately I didn’t rush up after such a delay, otherwise there wouldn’t be any subsequent stories.
The Japanese army is not far from our front line, and the two armies are just in a blink of an eye to fight each other. However, it would be fine if we still shoot at the Japanese, but once we fight in hand-to-hand, the quality gap between each other will soon be reflected.
Little Japan is a country that advocates Bushido. Almost all Japanese in this era would wave a few samurai swords. In addition, the Japanese army also attached great importance to the stinging technique during training, so Little Japan can be said to be all stinging masters. But what about us? I believe that many people, like me, have never even touched the bayonet before going to the battlefield...
The battlefield is a cruel place, and the balance of victory will not fall to anyone because of who is just or who is braver.
Therefore, although the soldiers guard their territory with full of passion, they are still at a disadvantage because their qualities are too different from those of the enemy.
From my perspective, I could only see the tips of blood-stained swords constantly emerging from our soldiers, some from the back, and some from the neck... The little Japanese used their swords to be accurate and ruthless. Even if our soldiers dodge and block, the little Japanese could still accurately stab the soldiers' key points.
One after another, the warrior fell down in front of me, and the entire front also retreated step by step. Every time they took a step back, they left a pool of shocking blood and patriotic lives on the ground...
This won’t work!
I had just installed a bayonet for my rifle and was about to rush forward, but when I saw this scene, I couldn't help but stop. One thing I had to say was that I didn't rush up at this time was not because I was afraid. What's strange is that the fear of war was particularly strong before the war, and once the battle started, I was not that afraid. This was like I was always nervous before the college entrance examination, but I was relaxed when I was actually sitting in the exam room and started writing.
The reason why I don't follow the soldiers is because I'm not going to fight like this. Even if I rush up, I'll just add a dead body to the ground. I can't even stop the Japanese offensive...
But what can I do? I am just a soldier. Not to mention that I can't command this army, even if I can command them, I'm afraid I will be powerless!
When I looked back, I saw that the gate of a warehouse behind me was blown up by Japanese artillery fire, revealing boxes of gasoline barrels inside. I looked at the slanting terrain nearby... So I picked up my rifle without hesitation and ran towards the warehouse!
"What are you doing?" The silence made me stop involuntarily, and then another pistol hit my head.
I couldn't help but scream in my heart: What day is today? I let my own people press their heads with guns...
"Go back!" The owner of the pistol was an officer wearing a big cap. He narrowed his eyes and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Go back immediately, otherwise I will shoot you!"
It was then that I realized that he regarded me as a deserter. It is said that when the Kuomintang fought, there were supervision teams behind the troops, and they specialized in killing the soldiers who escaped in the battle. Now it seems that it is true...
"Sir!" I said tremblingly: "I don't want to escape, I want to go to the warehouse..."
"What are you doing in the warehouse? Go back!" The big block didn't listen to my explanation at all.
"Sir! I want to go to the warehouse to get gasoline and burn those little Japanese to death!" After a moment of hesitation, I decided to express my thoughts. At worst, I just died, right?
Hearing the big block, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked towards the warehouse, and the gun in his hand also drooped.
I knew there was a chance at first sight, so I quickly struck while the iron was hot and continued, "Sir, the front line is about to be unable to defend. We can roll the gasoline barrel down and order the troops to retreat before detonating the oil barrel..."
Before I could finish speaking, the big blocker put away his pistol and shouted at me in a hurry: "Why are you still standing there? Go..."
Then he waved to the dozen soldiers behind him and said, "You guys, come with me... hurry up!"
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Chapter completed!