The content had been revised. Speaking of which, the Shengyang people were really too dramatic!!! It was so uncomfortable. He was probably going to die this time.
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8th month, 30th day, Shanghai area, Luo Town camp.
The rainy weather had made the entire Shanghai area cold and humid.
The cold rain extinguished the burning fireworks. The blood on the ground flowed along the washed water channels into the craters caused by the heavy artillery. A few dilapidated tile-roofed houses were lonely and dilapidated in the pitter-patter of the rain.
The last attack of the Rising Sun army had just been repelled, and more than a hundred corpses were thrown into the mud and sewage in front of the camp.
However, the 11th Division suffered even more losses. The Shengyang Army had the absolute advantage in artillery firepower and heavy machine guns. In a small attack, the 11th Division suffered more than 400 casualties, and the already dilapidated trenches were once again destroyed by the Shengyang Army's artillery fire.
In the knee-deep trenches, the surviving soldiers fished out the bodies of their comrades who had fallen into the dirty water and dragged them to the rear of the camp. If they left them here and let them be, they would be blown up by a cannonball and would not be able to recover them.
In the middle of summer, the soul should return to its hometown and be buried in peace.
Right now, the soldiers only wished for a complete corpse after death, so that they could be buried in yellow soil and not be exposed to the wilderness.
The living could only drag the dead to the back and dig a pit to build a grave. As for the tombstone?
Some of them found a wooden board and used charcoal to write their birthplaces, but most of them were just small mounds.
Perhaps decades later, when people accidentally discovered this group of tombs, they would remember the ancestors who used their flesh and blood to protect their homes.
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A small hill in the northeast corner of Luo Town was a rare highland in this area.
Although the terrain here was relatively high, the area was not large. If there were too many soldiers deployed, a single artillery shell would cause a large number of casualties. Therefore, the 11th Division did not deploy a large number of troops here. The maximum number of people in this position was only about 100.
Now, the troops defending this position were the 7th Company of the 268th Regiment of the 11th Division.
Due to the high terrain, the trenches on this highland were dug much deeper than the other positions. Not only that, but there were also many anti-cannon holes dug in the trenches. With this complete fortification, this position had blocked the attacks of the Rising Sun soldiers time and time again.
Leaning against the newly repaired trench, a young soldier tightened his thin military uniform under his straw raincoat. He gently nudged the old soldier with his elbow and said softly,
"Class monitor, the Rising Sun people just attacked, and three of our class died. Including the two of us, our class is only left with six people. I just saw that there are only three people left in Class 2. Class 3 is a little better, but there are only seven people left.”
Due to the successive attacks of the Rising Sun Army, not only the 11th Division, but the Xia garrison troops on the entire Shanghai battlefield suffered heavy losses. Their members were replaced one after another.
The 140mm and 150mm cannons on the light cruisers of the Shengyang Navy and the heavy artillery of the Shengyang Army were too threatening to the Zhongxia garrison. Any creature within a radius of tens of meters would be killed or injured by a single shell.
Many of the soldiers who had just been sent up were killed by the explosion before they even saw the soldiers of Shengyang City.
Luo Town, where the 11th Division was stationed, was the main point of the two countries 'struggle. Both sides continuously invested their troops in this small land of less than two square kilometers. They fought fiercely and repeatedly, and Luo Town changed hands many times.
Although the area of this small highland was not large, due to its geographical advantage, the side fire from the more prominent position had caused the Rising Sun Army to leave many corpses behind. However, this also made this position a thorn in the side of the Rising Sun Army.
"Wu, wu ~"
A sound like a train whistle suddenly sounded. The class monitor, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up and shouted,
"150 howitzers, get into the cannon hole and squat down. Don't lean against the trench. Cover your ears and open your mouth!”
When the war had just started, many soldiers had never seen the power of 150mm heavy artillery. When they heard the sound of artillery shells coming, they would instinctively lie down or squat with their backs against the trenches.
However, after the explosion, these soldiers were still intact on the surface. The blood flowing out of their mouths, noses, and ears showed that these soldiers had suffered serious internal injuries.
The power of the explosion directly affected the soldiers 'bodies through the ground, and their internal organs were shattered.
Squad leader Zheng Yong was a veteran who had personally experienced the heavy artillery bombardment of the Rising Sun Army many times, so he knew how to deal with heavy artillery bombardment.
Hearing that, Little Bei Ping grabbed his rifle and stumbled into the nearest anti-cannon hole.
"Boom!"
An artillery shell landed not far away from the camp and exploded. Orange flames rose up, and the impact wave that was visible to the naked eye instantly cleared everything within a radius of ten meters.
Fortunately, this shell did not cause any casualties, but there was more than one shell.
One after another, the shells hit the ground and exploded. The violent tremors caused by the explosions caused the sand at the top of the anti-cannon hole to continuously fall.
Little Bei Ping was squatting in the cannon hole, covering his ears with his mouth wide open. He was like a fish out of water, gasping for air.
Amidst the loud rumbling sounds, Little Bei Ping was shaken until he was dizzy. The continuous ringing in his ears made him unable to hear anything.
Fortunately, the bombardment did not last long, and there were not many shells that fell to the high ground. The bombardment quickly stopped.
Xiao Bei Ping's head was still groggy. The squad leader beside him pulled Xiao Bei Ping out of the cannon hole.
Earthworks could withstand the bombardment of small-caliber artillery, but they could not withstand the terrifying damage of 150mm howitzers.
Not far away, the place where the second squad's anti-cannon hole used to be was now a huge crater.
It was obvious that the person hiding inside was gone.
The class monitor pulled Xiao Bei Ping and kept waving his hand at him, saying something, but Xiao Bei Ping still could not hear a sound.
However, when he looked in the direction the class monitor was pointing at, Xiao Bei Ping immediately understood what the class monitor meant. The people from Shengyang were coming up!
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" Da da, da da…"
The Type 92 heavy machine guns of the Rising Sun Army began to fire. Amidst the dull sounds of gunfire, the Rising Sun Infantry began to charge. Zheng Yong raised his head to check on the enemy's situation outside the trenches.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
A few bullets directly hit the sandbag in front of Zheng Yong, emitting bursts of green smoke. He was so scared that he hurriedly retracted his head.
"The Shengyang people are coming up. All platoons, quickly return to your positions. Counterattack, counterattack!”
Not far away, the 3rd Company Commander of the 7th Company, who had just been appointed by the line of fire, waved the shell gun in his hand and shouted for the soldiers to counterattack.
The soldiers who were still alive were urged by their platoon leaders to rush out of the cannon holes and run towards their respective shooting points.
"Puff…"
A few soldiers had just popped their heads out of the trenches when the bullets fired at them set off a bloody mist.
In just one exchange, the Seventh Company had already lost several people.
The company commander, who had been shouting orders a moment ago, was also targeted by the Rising Sun soldiers.
Several 6.5mm bullets easily penetrated the captain's chest, and blood sprayed out, dyeing the entire trench wall red.
The captain grunted as he was pushed into the trench wall behind him by the impact of the bullet. Blood gushed out from the wound, and his military uniform was instantly dyed red. It was obvious that he was dead.
"The company commander is dead! The company commander is dead!"
"What are you doing? I saw it. Hurry up and fight back!”
Zheng Yong slapped the screaming Xiao Bei Ping shut up. He got up and aimed at a charging soldier from Shengyang and fired. He was unsure of the result, but he immediately retracted his head and pulled the bolt. A hot bullet shell jumped out. He looked around and saw that the other soldiers in the squad were still alive. He then heaved a sigh of relief and shouted at the soldiers around him,
"Be f * cking smart. The marksmanship of the people of Shengyang is extraordinary. After firing a shot, immediately retreat. Don't f * cking lie there and not move!”
After saying that, he got up and fired another shot.
Zheng Yong's Seventh Company had just experienced the attack of the Rising Sun soldiers. There were only 70 or so people left in the company. Before they could replenish their numbers, the Rising Sun soldiers came up again.
The short bombardment just now had killed at least 10 more people. Adding on the few that had just been eliminated, the Seventh Company now had only 50 or so people left.
"Bang!"
With a crisp sound of metal colliding, a 6.5mm bullet pierced through the helmet of a soldier beside Zheng Yong. The soldier fell to the ground without even making a sound.
Zheng Yong only glanced at them without saying anything. War was cruel. One moment, they might be chatting and laughing together, but the next moment, the other party might become an ice-cold corpse.
Because the position of the camp was prominent, and side-fire was extremely effective against the Rising Sun soldiers, the regiment gave the 7th Company two more Jaeger light machine guns. In addition to the three that the company already had, the 7th Company now had five light machine guns.
The five light machine guns weaved a net of side-fire, causing the Rising Sun soldiers who were attacking the Luo Town camp to suffer heavy losses, but it also successfully attracted the attention of the Rising Sun soldiers to the high ground.
However, after several battles, the five Jackdaw light machine guns of the Seventh Company were destroyed one after another.
The grenade launchers of the Rising Sun soldiers were too accurate. A machine gun firing point usually only had the time to fire one or two magazines. If the transfer time was slightly slower, the grenades falling from the sky would blow the machine gun into pieces.
In the last round of attack, the remaining Jackdaw had been destroyed by the firepower of the Rising Sun soldiers. Now, facing the assault of the Rising Sun soldiers, it was impossible to defend with just the rifles in their hands. The previous few attacks had relied on grenades and machine gun firepower to suppress the Rising Sun soldiers. Now, there were only 50 or so people left in the company. The machine guns were destroyed, and there were not many grenades left.
"Are there any more officials?"
Zheng Yong held onto his slanted helmet as he half-squatted in the trench and shouted in a hoarse voice.
The incessant sounds of gunfire and explosions made Zheng Yong's shouts seem so insignificant.
"They're all dead! The company commander and platoon leader are all dead!"
Someone in the dilapidated trenches responded in horror.
"F * ck!"
Zheng Yong spat when he heard this.
From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the company commander's corpse. The dirty and mottled hand holding a 20-gauge Mauser pistol came into view.
Zheng Yong hurriedly bent over and crawled to the side of the company commander's corpse. He pried open the Mauser pistol that he was holding tightly and found two spare magazines.
He flipped the wooden holster upside down and climbed back into cover.
He quickly popped out half of his head to observe the situation of the Rising Sun people before retracting his head.
There were not many Rising Sun soldiers attacking this small highland. There was only a small team of 40 or so, but these 40 or so Rising Sun soldiers dared to attack a company's position head-on.
He did not fire immediately. The Rising Sun soldiers were at least 150 meters away from their position, which was beyond the effective range of the Mauser pistol. There were not many bullets left, and they could not afford to waste them.
"Listen to my orders! Recruits, get back here. Don't waste bullets. Prepare the grenades!。”
Zheng Yong was constantly wandering in the trenches, calling out to the panicked recruits to prepare grenades.
The soldiers, who had been panicking because all their officers had died, calmed down a little when they saw someone leading them.
As for the other class presidents who were still alive, no one had any objections.
The staff sergeant badge on Zheng Yong's collar was already the highest military rank in this area.
For a time, the counterattack firepower of this small position was reduced by half.
This made the team of Rising Sun players in charge of the attack extremely excited.
The Chinese soldiers were out of bullets!
With the weakening of the counterattack, the Rising Sun soldiers became bolder. The entire team of Rising Sun soldiers stood up and charged forward with their rifles.
Zheng Yong didn't panic when he heard the soldiers of Shengyang charging at him from the front. He just kept walking around the trenches and ordered the soldiers who didn't fire to prepare grenades.
As the Rising Sun soldiers got closer and closer to the camp, their roars grew louder and louder.
"Squad leader, the Rising Sun soldiers are less than 50 meters away from their position!”
A veteran stood up and fired a shot. He couldn't help but remind them when he saw the ferocious faces approaching.
Zheng Yong's hand that was tightly gripping the handle of the gun was already covered in sweat, but he still did not move.
"30 meters!"
The veteran's shouts had already become somewhat panicked.
It was time!
"Everyone! Hit him!"
Zheng Yong loudly ordered the soldiers to attack. At the same time, he stood up and pulled the trigger at the Rising Sun soldiers who were already very close to him.
"Da da da…"
"Bang bang…"
A 7.63mm bullet shot out from Zheng Yong's Mauser pistol. The three Rising Sun soldiers at the front froze and fell into the mud.
The Rising Sun soldiers were already very close to the Seventh Company's position. The scattered troops that had originally attacked the beginning slowly gathered together due to the geographical constraints.
The dense charging crowd faced the sudden and rapid firepower of the Seventh Company. In just one exchange, more than a dozen Rising Sun soldiers had already fallen to the ground.
This caused the originally 40-odd members of the small team to lose one-third of their strength in an instant.
"Baka Yalu! Damn Chinese people! Charge up and kill them all!"
Seeing the heavy losses of his team, the second lieutenant of the Rising Sun Army, who was leading the team, waved his military saber and ordered his subordinates to attack.
However, as soon as he gave the order, he saw a dense number of grenades fly out from the Chinese garrison in front of him. His originally red eyes instantly turned into panic.
"Hand Toss!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The deafening explosion drowned out the second lieutenant's shouts.
The remaining thirty grenades of the Seventh Company were all thrown out in a few seconds. The Rising Sun Army was only twenty to thirty meters away from the camp, and the crowd was concentrated.
The smoke and fire from the explosion enveloped the entire Rising Sun Army team. The flying pieces of the explosion turned many Rising Sun soldiers into a bloody mess, and the violent airwaves tore them into pieces.
This was not a homemade grenade that was filled with gunpowder and exploded in half. This was a real military grenade!
The series of explosions completely stunned the Rising Sun Army team. This time, more than 20 Rising Sun soldiers were lying in the mud.
After the explosion ended, the second lieutenant of the Rising Sun Army, who was lucky enough to survive, was terrified.
He hurriedly led the remaining Sun Rising Soldiers and retreated.
There were not many opportunities to beat a drowning dog. It was not easy to seize such an opportunity. The soldiers of the Seventh Company would not miss it like this.
The soldiers raised their guns and fired at the retreating Rising Sun soldiers.
Amid the crisp gunshots, many Rising Sun soldiers who were busy running for their lives were hit by the bullets flying from behind them, staggering and falling to the ground.
By the time they had exceeded their effective range, the Rising Sun Army had only six men left from their initial 40-man assault. The Seventh Company had only lost 12 men in this battle. Compared to the previous battles, it was much better.
"Seventh Company Commander, Seventh Company Commander!"
The Rising Sun Army had just retreated when the battalion communications officer, Xiao Li, suddenly shouted from behind.
"Stop shouting. The company commander is dead. Nung, it's right next to you."
Zheng Yong pointed at the corpse beside the reporter and replied.
The communicator glanced at the corpse beside him and continued to ask,"
"Now, who is the highest commander here?”
"It's me. All the officials in the company died in battle.”
"Since all the officers have died in battle, then according to the battlefield regulations, you are now the acting company commander of the 7th Company. There are 16 recruits here, and some weapons and ammunition. Also, let me see your identification. I'll record it down so that I can report it back.”
After receiving the new recruits, weapons, and ammunition, the current number of soldiers in the Seventh Company was still maintained at around 50.
However, considering that the 16 soldiers who had just been added were all new recruits, although there were four more people than before, their actual combat strength had actually decreased.
Xiao Bei Ping was appointed as the squad leader by Zheng Yong, and the other veterans were also promoted to platoon leaders. The remaining veterans were regrouped into different platoons. The 7th Company once again had a Jackdaw light machine gun.
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At the Rising Sun Army's base, Captain Nakagawa Kenta was slapping the captain who had just returned from the Seventh Company's base.
"Bagaya Deer! The Chinese soldiers on the other side were already at the end of their rope, and you were actually defeated by a group of farmers carrying guns!”
The squad leader who was slapped did not dare to retort. He could only silently endure the slap from the captain.
To him, regardless of whether it was the quality of the soldiers or the equipment and firepower, he still suffered heavy casualties and failed to attack. He was already lucky that he was not slashed alive by the captain's sword and only received a few slaps.
After slapping several times in a row, both sides of the captain's cheeks were swollen. Nakagawa Kenta finally vented a lot of his anger. He stopped and ordered,
"Mao Yamamoto, in ten minutes, you will lead your squadron to attack the Chinese army. The artillery squadron will provide artillery support for you. I will give you half an hour.”
"Hi!"
At the Seventh Company's position, Little North Ping was explaining the rules of survival to the recruits. Little North Ping had originally joined the Seventh Company as a recruit, but he had already survived several attacks from the Rising Sun soldiers. He was one of the few soldiers in this position who had survived multiple attacks from the Rising Sun soldiers.
In the flesh mill of Luo Town, as long as one could survive three attacks from the Rising Sun Tribe, one could be considered a veteran. One could imagine how high the death rate of soldiers was.
Zheng Yong, who was already the commander of the 7th Company, was still hugging his rifle and resting with his eyes closed.
He did not even ask for the names of the new soldiers. He only asked them after they were assigned to their respective platoons.
Zheng Yong didn't want to go, or rather, he didn't want to ask. They were all people who were going to die. What was the use of knowing? The newly added soldiers were basically all finished in the first two rounds.
After knowing the name, getting to know each other, and getting familiar with each other, in the blink of an eye, she would become a pile of rotten meat in this broken ditch. It would only increase her sadness.
"Wu, wu, wu…"
The sound of a cannonball tearing through the air suddenly came from afar. Unlike the dull sound of a large-caliber heavy cannon, which sounded like a train whistle, the sound of the cannonball tearing through the air was sharper this time.
"Type 92 cannon! Anti-cannon! Anti-cannon!"
"Boom, boom, boom…"
Continuous explosions rang out in Third Company's position, stirring up a pile of mud.
A recruit couldn't bear the fear of the shells exploding all around him. He got up and climbed out of the trench to run to the back.
However, before he could take a few steps, a shell fell directly at the recruit's feet. After a loud bang, only a half-meter-deep crater and a badly damaged corpse were left.
The soldier who had been blown up was a recruit from the second squad.
Looking at the corpse not far away, Little Bei Ping turned around and shouted at the other soldiers,"
"Did you see that? Did you see that? Why are you running around for no reason? The moment the bombardment stopped, the Rising Sun players would have to come up. After firing, they would have to change their location. Be smart!"
The small-caliber artillery was much more powerful than the 150mm heavy artillery, but it only lasted for a few minutes before it stopped.
Perhaps the people of Rising Sun thought that they did not need to expend a large number of artillery shells in this small area.
As an island nation, Shengyang had to import almost all of its steel due to its lack of resources. It was impossible for the Lighthouse Nation to engage in blanket bombing, as even small cannons like the Type 92 Infantry Cannon were useless.
Just as the bombardment stopped, Zheng Yong stuck out half of his head to observe the situation of the Rising Sun people.
Not far away, dozens of Rising Sun Soldiers were hunchbacked, forming a line of disbanded soldiers and attacking Third Company's position.
"The Rising Sun people are coming up, defend! Defend!"
Upon hearing the company commander's order, the recruits crawled out of the cannon hole in a panic, picked up the weapons in their hands, and began to shoot at the incoming Rising Sun soldiers.
"Bang bang bang…"
The two sides were separated by a hundred meters. As most of the soldiers on Third Company's side were new recruits who had just been replenished, although the gunfire was lively, few of them actually hit the target. On the other hand, the attacking Rising Sun soldiers quickly found cover the moment the gunshot sounded. They set up machine guns and grenade launchers to suppress the fire.
"Don't f * cking shoot blindly, aim and shoot! All platoon leaders, watch out. Whoever shoots randomly again, shout with all your might!"
Seeing the new recruits blindly fighting, Zheng Yong shouted anxiously.
Although the platoon leaders had called out to them, the actual effect was not obvious. The people of Rising Sun relied on their precise marksmanship, machine guns, and grenade launchers to suppress the fire and push forward.
"Da da da, boom!"
The Jackda-Klutz light machine gun that he had just received had just finished firing a magazine when a 50mm grenade fell from the sky. The machine gunner was blown up into a bloody mess, and the machine gun returned to its spare parts state.
Zheng Yong did not care about the destroyed machine gun. The Mauser pistol in his hand kept firing. A few of the new recruits who had just been replenished were already shot down by the precise shots of the Rising Sun soldiers. More and more Rising Sun soldiers pressed forward, reaching the size of a squadron. He knew that he alone could not hold this position. This battle should be his last battle.
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The whistling bullets flew in all directions, and the air was torn apart with a hissing sound. The bullets hit the dust and smoke. The remaining dozen soldiers of the Seventh Company were suppressed by the Type 92 heavy machine gun.
Zheng Yong got up and laid prone on the trench to empty the last bullet in his gun. The Rising Sun soldiers were only 20 meters away from their position.
Looking at the Rising Sun Soldiers that were so close to him, Zheng Yong knew that his final moment had arrived. He looked at Xiaobei Ping and the other soldiers beside him, as if they already knew their fate. There might be some fear in the soldiers 'eyes, but none of them retreated.
"Mount the bayonet!"
Hearing that, the soldiers pulled out the bayonet at their waists without saying a word and loaded their rifles, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
"Tsk tsk tsk…"
A sound like a cloth tearing machine suddenly sounded from behind him, followed by a dense number of guns that were like popping beans.
Little Bei Ping stood up to check. The soldiers of Shengyang who were about to charge into the camp had fallen in droves. A large group of soldiers in German military uniforms were rushing up from behind the Seventh Company's camp. When they saw the crest on their helmets, Little Bei Ping cried and shouted at Zheng Yong,
"Company commander, the reinforcements have arrived. We don't have to die!”
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24K is a newbie, so its writing style is limited. It doesn't have much history, but this is just a novel, not history. This book may be different from the traditional Fei Lu Feng Shuang novels. There won't be a scene of one versus a hundred, and the enemy will be torn apart. The main character's troops will maintain their equipment to be more advanced than the enemy, but the difference won't be too big. The first 10 to 20 chapters aren't very well written, so please forgive me. Oh, right, naval warfare and aerial warfare are the main points. I won't skip them.
In the end, the newbie didn't know what to ask for. That's why I beg for everything!
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