Chapter 303: The Battle of the Ancient Mountain (5)

The bandits of the first company used to be poor and had no grenades, but they were good at hitting people in the head with stones.

In addition, if there is such an obvious target as a trench, and it is so close, and it is not accurate, it is really possible to wash and sleep.

"Boom, boom" continuous explosions sounded in the trenches.

In fact, the ancient mountain is a small mountain, that is only relative to the mountain range of Luo Wenyu Pass, the ancient mountain is not small, like the entire trench on the No. 1 position on the top of the mountain is as wide as 500 meters, otherwise the Japanese army would not have sent a whole squadron of 200 people to participate in the attack, and in the end, another squadron was put in, and the infantry attacking from the left and right directions was as high as 300 people.

The trench is nearly a mile long enough to stand a company of more than 100 people, and there is enough safety distance between each person, even if a mortar shell falls into the trench, it will not kill several people.

Like the scene in the anti-Japanese drama where the future republic is rampant, the big guys are shoulder to shoulder, face to face, and two guns are eager to defend their positions next to each other, if a grenade flies over, the scene is really beautiful and I dare not watch it.

There are many more little devils than Chinese.

Then again, a trench station with more than 100 people in a 500-meter arc and several turns is not a problem, but if there are more than 200 people standing in it, it will be a bit crowded.

Several rounds of more than a hundred grenades smashed like this, for the little devils who fled in all directions, even if it was not a catastrophe, it was a crying father and a mother.

Fujita Ichiro was the first to wake up, and as soon as he turned around, he hid in an anti-artillery hole, and the sandbags piled up at the entrance of the hole effectively blocked the flying of grenade shrapnel in all directions.

The Japanese soldiers, who were a little less psychologically good, could only be blown into blood gourds by countless iron grenades and shrapnel that were blown into pieces by the explosion of grenades, and cried loudly.

Fujita Ichiro saw a soldier hold the eyeball hanging from his cheek with his hand and put it into the bloody eye socket, obviously, even if it was temporarily installed, the eye socket that had lost its eyelid could not hold the eyeball in place, and it would not take a second for it to fall again.

The soldier who couldn't settle his eyes became the next moment that he didn't have to work in vain anymore, and a flying grenade shrapnel directly cut his fragile carotid artery, and the blood that spurted out violently even sprayed into Captain Fujita's face in the anti-artillery hole.

There is no need to stick out his tongue to lick, Fujita Ichiro also knows that human blood is salty and smells fishy. The blood of his subordinates almost stained Fujita Ichiro's eyes red.

"Kill to 。。。。。" Stimulated by the blood of his subordinates, Captain Fujita, who was full of the spirit of bushido unique to the Japanese nation, jumped out of the anti-artillery hole, drew his command knife, and gave the order to attack the Chinese position that he had to tilt his neck to see.

As an excellent grassroots commander of the Japanese Army, Fujita Ichiro's fierceness and determination are undoubtedly displayed at this moment. It is undoubtedly stupid to be in a trench where you can't shoot at the opposite side, you can only huddle in the hope that the enemy's grenades will not fall next to you, but retreating, even less impossible, and handing your back over to the prepared Chinese army at gunpoint is simply not stupidity, but a search for death.

The only chance to turn defeat into victory is to attack, to charge to the death, the distance of thirty meters is not long, as long as you rush into the position, no one can block the sharp bayonets of the imperial soldiers.

Fujita Ichiro has this self-confidence. His squadron, once fighting bayonets with a battalion of Chinese in Rehe and winning a big victory, the cowardly Chinese held out for only a few minutes before crumbling under the bloody bayonets. Hundreds of people can finally escape, but only a few dozen.

Fujita Ichiro believes that this time will not be an exception.

Sure enough, the fire point located in the rear saw that its troops were blown up by a pile of grenades, and quickly opened fire to suppress it. The soldiers who dared to die in a row could no longer poke their heads out of their heads and throw grenades into the trenches as they had done before.

The terrifying firepower of seven or eight heavy machine guns firing together was not vegetarian, and the two soldiers who were happily throwing grenades were caught off guard by heavy machine gun bullets, and their chests instantly became a hornet's nest, and they vomited blood and fell into the trench without even screaming.

The blood gushing out like a spring instantly soaked the hemostatic bag, and in the desperate eyes of the soldiers, the eyes of the two soldiers closed forever.

Another soldier had just raised his arm when his arm was broken by a bullet swept by the Type 92 heavy machine gun, and the grenade that was emitting green smoke forced the soldier next to him to lie down in the shortest possible time, and with a loud "boom", the exploding grenade was almost blown into two pieces by the Chinese soldier who broke his arm and howled loudly.

Even if the two MG42 machine guns fired desperately without sparing bullets, they could not effectively suppress the eight heavy machine guns, and the Japanese also learned to be smart, and each heavy machine gun had several auxiliary soldiers carrying sandbags at all costs, and built machine gun positions at any time.

With their own fire support, the little devils regained their courage and climbed up the two-meter-high trench wall, their bayonets shining in the spring sun.

Then, like their decisive squadron leader, Captain Ichiro Fujita, they saw a rare sight in their lives.

Several big black guys like a nest were thrown high from behind the Chinese positions and smashed at them.

What is this? If the Japanese understand Henan dialect, this question will definitely arise in their minds.

"Nani?" However, they only think of their native language first.

"Lie down." Ichiro Fujita, who gradually saw the big guy flying over, was heartbroken.

Fujita Ichiro is really going crazy, damn the Chinese, how did they throw the explosive bag like a grenade thrown tens of meters away?

Fujita Ichiro obviously forgot that the trebuchet, a siege weapon, was first invented in the ancient country of China, and when it comes to killing people and fighting wars, the Chinese ancestors can throw the ancestors of the Japanese who like to plant small flags behind them out of the distance to Mars.

That's right, in the past few days, the dare to die without fighting is to reinforce the fortifications, and in his spare time, Zhou Shiyu looked at the dozens of explosives bags stored in the tunnel, and was worried, that thing was used to attack the city and was used for defense, and it seemed that it was really not very useful.

If you can shoot it like a cannonball, it's pretty much the same. Thinking of this, Zhou Shiyu, who likes to read history books, suddenly remembered the ancient Chinese trebuchet. There are no bamboos on the ancient mountain, but there are trees, and in addition to the pine trees, there are also flexible trees.

I have done many tests, and although I can't throw too far, I can still throw tens or hundreds of meters, just within the range of the No. 1 position.

As for the quasi-head, the power of the explosion of a black powder explosive package weighing 8 kilograms is enough to destroy obstacles within a radius of 10 meters, and the human body within a radius of 20 meters is either killed or stunned by the huge shock wave generated by the explosion.

The most difficult thing to control is the time the explosive bag travels in the air and the length of the lead, if it explodes on the head of the family before it reaches the destination, then the fun is great. However, this is not difficult for the smart Chinese, after several explosive packages in a row to calculate the lead burning speed, and then roughly calculate the time from flying out to landing of the explosive package, dare to die even designed a reasonable lead length.

However, even if there is a slight deviation and it has not exploded when it falls to the ground, Zhou Shiyu believes that no one dares to pounce on the explosives bag to block the bag for others, that thing is not a grenade with dozens of grams of explosives. An explosive bag that explodes in the sky may be more powerful than an explosive bag that blows up on the ground, as long as it blows up on the enemy's head.

The power of the simultaneous explosion of the five explosive packs thrown out at the same time was even more terrifying than Zhou Shiyu imagined, and the huge wave of air even shook a row of soldiers more than thirty meters away to stand unsteadily in the trench, not to mention the little devil who had just rushed out seven or eight meters with a gun on the ground.

The power of five 8KG explosive packs exploding at the same time is comparable to the explosion of five heavy howitzers among Japanese soldiers, dozens of people were thrown high and then fell heavily, in the face of the huge energy of explosives, the Imperial Japanese Army was also not King Kong without bad body, and the death was not two points slower than the Chinese killed by them.

It wasn't much better to lie on the spot, avoiding being swept up by the waves, but the massive explosion either broke their internal organs or stunned them alive.

No more than 50 Japanese troops were able to escape the first round of explosives unscathed, and the Japanese troops who broke out of the trenches were almost completely wiped out.

Zhou Shiyu was afraid that the power of the explosive bag was insufficient, so he ordered another round of projectiles, and the Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to turn around and run back and jump into the trench fell into bad luck again, and three explosive bags fell into the trench, and the air wave caused by the explosion surged along the trench, and the nearby Japanese troops were directly lifted out of the trench two meters deep.

They miraculously did not rely on their own strength to get out of the trenches specially designed for them by the Chinese.

It's just that they can't charge with their guns anymore, first, the spears have been blown into twists and don't know where they flew, and second, they themselves have become twisted flowers.

There was a Japanese soldier who weirdly stuffed his head between his legs, and really fulfilled the saying: shame burrowed his head into the crotch of his pants.

I have to say, this is a sad story.

Especially for a Japanese major general who is waiting for victory and a young man who is waiting to slap his boss on the ass at any time.

What they saw through the telescope not only shattered their glasses, but also broke their hearts.

Two complete infantry squadrons, there were only grenadiers and machine gunners left in the rear, and the rest did not move.