Chapter 194: Blood debts are repaid with blood (plus extra updates for boss Zzz’s 10,000 rewards)
How could this happen?
The soul's question once again emerged in Chang Jing's heart.
He has confirmed... that the enemy is indeed Chinese. They can be deceived by anything, but they cannot be deceived by their words and appearance. It's just that their firepower is too powerful!
So powerful that he thought he was dreaming. After all, even the firepower of the Australian army could not match him. The firepower of these people was so strong that it was a bit abnormal - almost everyone had one. machine gun.
Under the heavy rain of bullets, the Japanese troops rushed forward almost stepping on the corpses of their own people, although they did not stop because of machine gun fire and the explosion of grenades and artillery shells. But he couldn't rush forward at all, and just left a pile of corpses in vain.
But even so, they still shouted "Long Live" and launched another attack on the Chinese.
Just when they were trying their best to rush to the Chinese position, suddenly, with a violent explosion, those who were about to rush to the position were swept away by the sickle like wheat in the field. And light.
Before the smoke cleared, there were screams and cries. The bodies of the dead became a hornet's nest, while the living were struggling in a pool of blood.
This was the closest they got to the position - 20 meters, and then they were completely wiped out by two heavy directional mines.
Two "Death Scythes" and 30,000 steel balls enveloped those small days like raindrops, turning their brave attack into a decisive death.
However, even so, the Japanese soldiers who shouted "Long live" still charged forward as if they were desperate.
"Hit me hard..."
The veteran shouted and asked the communications troops to use the radio to call for artillery fire, and soon fierce artillery support came over.
The rain of bullets fired by STG44 and MG42 penetrated the bodies of the Japanese soldiers with a "whoosh, whoosh". As the shells fell like raindrops, the ground shook like an earthquake. Big trees fell over, flames rose into the sky, and hot shrapnel roared in the air.
Unable to retreat, Tadao Tsunei could only continue to advance towards the Chinese position, but at this time he had no way to go to the sky or the ground.
Corpse!
Hundreds of corpses almost crowded the entire position. The attacking Japanese soldiers would step on their own corpses every step they took. In front of the enemy's position, the Japanese soldiers who were blown down by directional mines, A wall of corpses was formed, an insurmountable wall of corpses.
Every attack only makes the corpse wall higher and thicker in vain.
Finally, Tadao Tsunei gave up and ordered the troops to retreat backwards, but it was easier to come than harder to leave.
The soldiers not only warmly welcomed these little devils, but of course also gave them a warm farewell.
Using the illumination of flares, the artillery fire directed by the observers continuously pursued the Japanese troops who were trying to escape into the rainforest. The death barrier formed by the shells falling from the sky finally completely shattered Tadao Tsunei's last illusion.
You can’t leave without the owner’s permission.
As dawn approaches, the 455th Brigade that attacked at night has almost been wiped out. Only the last few machine guns are still firing back from time to time. After a round of suppression by 120 mortars, these The machine guns soon fell silent.
The Third Battalion, which originally guarded the position, immediately sent out a company to sweep away the remaining Japanese troops on the battlefield.
The battlefield that appeared before them was no longer a battlefield. Instead, it was a slaughterhouse, with thousands of corpses scattered on this small battlefield. The battlefield was filled with the stench of blown-up internal organs, and black flies lay on the corpses. At that moment, there was a "buzz" sound, and swarms of flies flew up, revealing the minced meat and corpses on the ground. When the soldiers left, the flies swooped on them again, as if they were lying on a pile of shit.
Occasionally, there are some living people among them.
In fact, there is no difference between these living people and dead people. Their intestines were either broken by bullets, or their legs were blown off, and the bloody wounds were covered with flies. However, even so, these Army guys still did not give up. They even held grenades and tried to fight with them. The enemies perished together.
After seeing the enemy approaching, a wounded soldier smashed the grenade fuse on his helmet, held it in his hand, and waited for its explosion while breathing heavily.
"Mom, mom..."
As he shouted "Boom!", the shock wave of the grenade explosion knocked a soldier to the ground. Seeing this, the veteran shouted.
"Don't use bayonets, reload your guns, reload your guns when you see them..."
For a time, the battlefield was full of gunshots. Although some remaining enemies tried to resist, the Type 99 rifle . How could they resist the powerful firepower of STG44? The so-called resistance only added some casualties, and when they were even more desperate, sometimes they clearly hit the enemy in the chest, but the enemy stood still as if nothing happened. Standing up, in their astonished eyes, a shot penetrated their souls.
But there is more despair than resistance. In the rain forest, those wounded soldiers whose limbs were blown off or whose intestines were dragged on the ground are desperate.
"Panasonic, Panasonic! Give me a knife! Give me a knife..."
The soldiers dragging the stumps were begging for their comrades to end their lives, while crying and missing their loved ones. "Mom, Mom..."
"Give me a drink of water, Matsui..."
Someone grabbed Matsui lying on the ground and begged Matsui for help. Give yourself some water. His other arm has been broken and blood is still spurting from the wound.
Who is he?
The appearance of the bloody face could no longer be clearly seen, and the voice with a changed accent could not be identified.
It must be a guy he knows
Matsui shook the kettle, which was already empty. The spout was still a little wet, so he touched the spout to the soldier's chapped lips. The soldier smacked his lips, smiled feebly, tilted his head and died.
Matsui, who was in this sea of corpses, looked at the battlefield in front of him - there were almost no living people left!
Almost all the people who are alive are people who are about to die.
Matsui, who looked a little dull, looked into the distance. In the light of the morning sun, he could vaguely see hundreds of black figures walking over. They were Chinese people.
From time to time, they raised their rifles, aimed and shot, seemingly using bullets to count the bodies on the ground.
Such a scene was familiar to him in the past. After all, he had used similar actions to clean up the battlefield. He had stabbed Chinese and British to death with bayonets, but now he was the one being cleaned up. .
Touching Qian Renzhong in his chest pocket, which was given to him by his wife before leaving for the expedition, Matsui thought of his wife's instructions to him before leaving.
“Don’t risk your life!”
It seems that he will definitely not survive this time!
Masui, who felt exhausted all over, just leaned on the broken tree stump, his head hanging involuntarily, and his wife with tears on her face always appeared in front of his eyes.
Huimei...she has been waiting for me to go home.
"Taro! You must come back alive, don't lose your life!"
At this moment, Matsui saw two shadows appear in his sight, and he wanted to grab the gun. He stepped on a pair of military boots on the gun, and the sharp bayonet tip reflected dazzling light in the sun. Matsui, who was afraid that the other party would shoot him, raised his hands feebly and spoke in Chinese.
"My...surrender job!"
Surrender!
I surrender!
I should say I can survive!
Well, the other party did not shoot.
This is how Chinese people are, they are all kind-hearted.
At this time the bayonet was pointed directly at his chest.
"You surrender?"
"Yes, yes, I surrender!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone stabbed him in the chest with a knife, and he was bleeding. When it came out, Matsui heard the conversation between the two people.
“He surrendered, why did you kill him?”
“He was speaking Chinese!”
“What?”
“I’ve never been to China, why? Those who can speak Chinese must owe us a blood debt!”
Sometimes, things are just that simple!
Blood debts must be paid with blood!
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