As soon as the shouts of "shelling, concealment, concealment" began, a sharp and piercing whistling sound was already cut through the air. "Boom! Rumble! Boom..."The ensuing explosions began to pound the ground violently, the powerful impact forming a furious aura, and the scythe of death was attached to the high-speed spinning shrapnel, sweeping everything that stood in their way in an elusive trajectory. The earth shook violently, as if the entire world was distorted. Tang Cheng held his head in his hands and his knees on his chest, curled up at the bottom of the cold and muddy trench in a half-sided, half-lying position, his eyelids and lips tightly closed, pretending that he could do anything as long as he could avoid the damn shelling.

In this rudimentary and winding trench, there were many soldiers who wore the same German ear brim steel helmets as Tang Cheng, and their weapons were either held in their arms or placed aside. Some of them closed their eyes calmly, some of them said words in their mouths, and some of them sat blankly, lay on their sides, or shrank in the corner like Tang Chuan and shivered like Tang Chuan. The storm of artillery fire was fierce and intense, and the shrill whistling sound was intertwined with the loud explosions, high and low, one after the other.

For the people in the trenches, all this is no choice, either to pray to God and worship Buddha in their hearts, or to resign themselves to fate. It is not uncommon for shells to fall directly into trench bunkers, and it is not uncommon for entire squads and platoons to be killed, and some lucky veterans can survive a hundred shellings unscathed. However, every minute of the torment of shells is so long that people can't help but ask: Is time frozen at this node?

After a long time, the sound of the landslide and tsunami finally turned from dense to thin, and after a few minutes, the last dull roar came to an end for this powerful symphony. The position finally quieted down, and the transient changes made people experience inertial stimulation from the eardrum to the heart, which even had a good emetic effect on people with underdeveloped cerebellum. The living survived the ordeal, but there was not a single cheer; The wounded groaned in pain, and all they got was empty compassion. As for those who died, there was no longer a distinction between honor and shame, persistence and vacillation, optimism and discouragement, and everything was over.

"Prepare for battle, the Japanese army is coming." Urgent shouts rang out as usual after the Japanese shelling ended, and quickly spread throughout the trenches. The previously sculpture-like veterans moved, some rushed along the communication trenches to the forward positions, some got up and crouched in their combat positions, checking their guns and ammunition. Guns, steel helmets, water bottles, and other hard objects rubbed against each other, converging into a unique sound in the trenches, and the tense atmosphere quickly spread.

Although the unlucky Tang Cheng was very reluctant, he was afraid of the sharp pain of the butt of the gun hitting his body, so he stood up with difficulty, picked up the mud-stained rifle from the ground, and waited with a blank face. When the grumpy squad leader waved his fist and shouted "fire", he and the people next to him went to the edge of the trench and shot forward with the weapon in his hand.

Tang Cheng is undoubtedly the most unlucky guy in this trench, others are willing to fight, but he met the Japanese army when he led the way for the national army, and the entire platoon of national troops died, so only one Tang Cheng lived, so the "lucky" Tang Cheng was left by Yang Kun's company commander to pull a strong man, and became a soldier in this miscellaneous army, but the company commander was in a good mood, and the rank given to Tang Cheng was a superior soldier, two levels higher than other recruits who had just enlisted.

In fact, this is not that Yang Kun's company commander is deliberately trying to embarrass Tangcheng, but because the Japanese army has surrounded this belt, and there are not thousands of Japanese troops cruising around, but also six or seven hundred. It is dangerous to go into battle and kill the enemy, but it is better than being shot by the Japanese in a small alley. The reason sounded silly, but the reality in front of Tang Cheng was so cruel, and just a few hours ago, he was a 19-year-old young student who had never fired a gun.

I am busy at school every day, looking forward to the day when I can walk into the church covered with petals with the girl I like, accept the blessings of relatives and friends, and live a happy and ordinary life. Such an ideal of life is not an extravagant hope, but when he was in a coma in a small alley, when he woke up again, he found that he had fallen into a nightmare, to be exact, a nightmarish reality, he was forcibly conscripted into the army, his previous life had left him, he was no longer a vengeful student, and now Tang Cheng was a recruit of the national army who killed the enemy for the country.

The gunfire of the Japanese army on the opposite side rang out one after another, and after the shelling, there must be an attack, and this simple truth was also explored by Tang Cheng, who had just been forcibly conscripted. "Ready to shoot" The familiar hoarse voice came from not far away, and in this position where people died every moment, everyone's temper was extremely hot, especially their squad elder in Tang City. The old man has a rugged face of Chinese characters, a sparse beard, broad shoulders, round arms, and looks a little similar to the green forest hero in the storytelling, taking off his military uniform and picking up a machete.

Driven by the old barbarian's slogan, the soldiers in the trenches supported themselves against the edge of the trenches, and before the vicious old barbarians came to his side, Tang Cheng hurriedly spread his legs to avoid a puddle of blood in the trenches and prepared to shoot. The eyes, the crosshairs of the rifle and the target, these three points must be in a straight line, so that they can be hit accurately, this is the shooting essentials that the old man said when he stuffed this bloodstained Zhongzheng rifle to Tang Cheng. This was the third Japanese attack in Tangcheng, and the first two times he was kicked by the old man because he missed the opportunity and didn't shoot, and this time he didn't want to be beaten again.

The index finger of his right hand was stuffed into the trigger guard, his left hand was holding the handguard of the gun body, and Tang Cheng, who had his shoulder socket close to the butt of the gun and closed his left eye and opened his right eye, quietly glanced to his side, the guy on the right actually closed his eyes when he aimed, Tang Cheng couldn't imagine how this guy aimed at the target. The order to open fire has not been issued, it is daytime, but the front of the position is full of diffuse dust, Tang Cheng in the trench can't see whether there are Japanese troops in front at all, the squad leader Lao Man has been looking at the front with a cold face, before there is no order to fire, everyone has the same face as the old man.

Tang Cheng was located on a long east-west street, and there were several layers of trenches made of craters and sandbags, and Tang Cheng squatted in the third trench as a recruit. Under the continuous destruction of the Japanese artillery fire, the entire long street has been turned into ruins, and the potholed ground blown by the artillery fire is like the countryside in Shanghai in the early years, and the blood on the ground is sparse because of the trampling. In front of the position as far as Tang Cheng's eye could see, there were some Japanese corpses in khaki military uniforms scattered around, but Tang Cheng still found the corpses of national soldiers wearing the same military uniforms as himself in those khaki colors.

A few hundred meters behind the right side of the position, there is an ancient church, which is an important support point on the entire defense line, and two mortars are deployed in it, which is the support fire point of the company. The enemy's almost perverted artillery fire failed to destroy the church, and Tang Cheng hoped in his heart that he would squat in such a building, and it would be safe. A cloud of smoke rose from the front of the "boom" position, and the cannon behind the side of the position opened fire, it was an 88-mm cannon that was originally subordinate to other units, and the friendly forces did not take it away when they changed guards, and now that cannon became the only heavy fire weapon of Tang Cheng's unit.

Before the sound of the "boom" cannon fire had not subsided, a ball of fire rose on the open ground opposite, and before the guys in the trenches could see it clearly, the rumbling explosions came one after another from the rear of the side of the Japanese position, and several fireballs rose one after another to make the veterans in the trenches cheer. Different from the ignorance of the recruits, the veterans all knew that the continuous explosion just now was their own artillery fire hitting the Japanese artillery position or ammunition supply point, or there would not have been a continuous explosion after the shell exploded.

Compared with the fierce attack and accurate shooting of the Japanese army, the veterans hated the Japanese artillery fire more, and the artillery fire was the killer weapon of the Japanese army's dominant battlefield, and many of their companions died under the Japanese artillery fire. The figure of the Japanese army appeared on the opposite side of "Kill to give", and under the command of an officer holding a long knife, the Japanese army finally couldn't help but attack. He could already see the five-pointed star on the Japanese steel helmet, and Tang Cheng, who had not yet heard the order to fire, couldn't help but look at his squad leader.

The old man, who was also lying in the trench, still looked expressionless, as if the approaching Japanese army had nothing to do with him, and just when Tang Cheng was secretly anxious, the two mortars belonging to the company behind the position rang out. The shells that broke through the air crashed into the ranks of the attackers in an instant, and with two booms, smoke and fireballs rose in front of the position, and the attackers' footsteps did not stop, and two more mortar shells smashed through, and the attackers stopped, like dead pigs lying on their stomachs.

Tang Cheng watched the flag soldier in the Japanese army being thrown high by the explosion, and the Japanese plaster flag fixed on the rifle was also burned by the fire, "This should have been my goal" Tang Cheng shouted in frustration in his heart, he had already accepted the status quo and had already aimed the crosshair at the Japanese flag soldier, but he didn't give the order to fire for a long time, but now he was picked up by the mortars in the company, Tang Cheng's heart was a little deflated.

"Machine gun fire! Push them back! "The Japanese troops who couldn't withstand the artillery fire began to retreat, and the order to fire finally came, but it was only ordered to fire from machine guns, and those who used rifles in Tangcheng did not have the right to fire." Dada"

Scattered or strings of machine-gun bullets, dark red and orange, flew at great speed from the forward trenches to the Japanese troops in front of the position, and pounced like a scythe harvesting into the rear of the Japanese retreating formation.