Chapter 28 New recruits in bandages

March 15th is midnight.

In the trenches in the moonlight, there are faint troops marching in columns, and the thick fog and gunpowder smoke are still scattered on the blown overturned wheat fields and grass. The soldiers' steel helmets reflect a dim luster in the moonlight into a straight line. After a while, you can see that the heads and rifles are hidden in the night. Time and time.

"Creep your voice!"

The sergeant whispered, in the deep trenches, accompanied by the roar of artillery, the moans of the wounded soldiers kept coming.

"Quick! Hurry up!"

With the order, a row of soldiers carrying wire and stakes crawled towards the blown barbed wire fence 100 meters ahead. They had to repair the barbed wire overnight. The barbed wire was the last barrier to save their lives.

The ground pits in front of the position are bumpy. From time to time, there is a sergeant's soft warning. Beware of the craters in front of you, and be careful of the mines under your feet!

The night was silent, and the soldiers of the two countries were injured. At this time, they were not just licking their wounds in the night and preparing for the next bloody battle. When these Chinese soldiers were repairing the barbed wire in the barbed wire defense line outside Dalian, at the other end of the barbed wire, the same group was wearing navy blue. The Japanese soldier in military uniform is crawling in the mud.

Between the barbed wire, there are hundreds of corpses hanging horizontally and vertically. The barbed wire mesh outside Dalian has become a nightmare of the Japanese army since noon on March 14. The wire around the trench is not only the grid-type barbed wire that people are used to, roof-type barbed wire mesh, snake-bellied barbed wire, and two rows of snake belly. Wire mesh, three rows of snake belly wire mesh, even the simplest grid wire mesh, are cleverly arranged into mesh wire mesh. Behind the barbed wire mesh more than ten meters deep, there is also a low barbed wire, which is set slightly higher than the ankle. Some are barbed wire, and some are just ordinary wire.

This kind of complex barbed wire has never been encountered by the Japanese army. Even the Russian barbed wire, which they regard as a nightmare in Lushun, has become a children's thing compared with the barbed wire in Dalian, which is a tool for adults.

Nightmares are always nightmares. For the Japanese army, they must fight down Dalian, a city that they thought before the war could be fought down by a charge.

In front of the muddy barbed wire with limb fragments, several soldiers were cutting the barbed wire with pliers. When they cut the barbed wire hard, they cursed "mevil Chinese!" in their hearts.

Chinese barbed wire. Different Russians use barbed wire made of a barbed wire. They use sharp iron wire cut with thin steel plates, which is very difficult to cut with pliers.

"Damn dolphin-tailed slave!"

Oshima, whose hands were cut by Tiexing, cursed the deadly barbed wire in his heart. He had witnessed many soldiers who fell into the barbed wire of the Chinese people when charging, but were cut by these iron tips and bled to death by countless wounds when struggling. The screams of those people still seemed to appear in his ears.

The iron pliers in the hand tried their best to cut these iron plates, but it was so difficult.

"Fack!"

The pain of his hand being cut again made Oshima couldn't help shouting and scold, and his hand couldn't help hitting the wire. Without waiting for Oshima to realize that it was not good, there was a roar between the barbed wire.

is a warning bell made by Chinese people with canned boxes!

The canned box containing gravel is hung on the wire mesh, and it only needs to be touched lightly to make a sound.

"I have obviously taken it off..."

The moment when this idea just came out.

In the dark night, the strong light of the searchlights was like a huge straight plate sliding and flashing. A white light stopped and gently shook another white light to their intersection. Oshima and others, who had previously cut the barbed wire, were reflected in the lamppost.

The next moment, after the dull roar of cannons and explosions, the shells scattered in the positions of the Guards, while the dense squeak of machine guns and submachine guns in the Guards' machine gun positions and guard posts slowly sprayed, roaring, shouting and roaring, from the top of the soldiers who were repairing the barbed wire. It swept up and converged with the loud sound of large-caliber heavy artillery.

When the soldiers wanted to escape, the soldiers who repaired the barbed wire were in the crater and pulled the trigger at the enemies named by the searchlight.

"It's just you!"

Liu Dongfeng, who was wearing in the crater, pressed the back of the soldier who was about to escape, and directly pulled the trigger. Although he had only been in service for more than three months, he knew that when aiming quickly, the emergency shooting within 100 meters did not need three points and one line, but only needed to use the front sight ring to suppress the enemy.

When the gun was fired, the buttstock was under the action of the back seat. Liu Dongfeng saw the heavy fall to the ground. He quickly pulled the bolt. The bolt of the new Type 02 rifle was a little astringent. Although he needed to use all the strength of his arm to load it, he liked this kind of accurate and far-range rifle.

"Hey! It's empty!"

Or because of pride, he saw that the enemy he could have hit had run away, so he shook his head helplessly. At this time, although a rapid fire of the Japanese army had stopped, the white light of the searchlight was still sweeping between the barbed wire in front of the trenches, and there were sparse gunfire from time to time in the trenches and guard posts of the guards.

"Fack!"

From the attacking trench, seeing this scene, Mu Yue Angang, the commander of the fifth division, scolded when he saw the soldiers scattered back to the nearby trenches, and immediately felt powerless again. It was not until now that he could feel the pain of General Nagi when attacking Lushun.

After the end of the Battle of Fengtian, the Hiroshima Division, which suffered heavy losses, was resting in Jinzhou. After receiving the news that the Chinese launched an attack on Fengtian's Third Army, he immediately ordered the troops to prepare for battle. In the afternoon of the same day, he received the news that he had seized Dalian and anniheted the first mixed brigade of the Chinese army.

"It only takes one charge to make the Chinese hand over Dalian obediently!"

But what about the facts? The cruel thing in front of him is reminding him that there is a Dalian that can be taken down by a charge in front of him. It is obviously another Lushun. Maybe there is no dangerous terrain of Lushun here, but the Chinese fortifications are far more dangerous than Lushun. The 7-kilometer defense line is simply a carefully arranged death trap.

"Order the troops to repair tonight and attack at dawn tomorrow!"

Even if it is a trap, he will take it down! The barbed wire, looking at the barbed wire, his eyes were full of resentment, but in the end, he sneered a little.

In the night, in the military camp of the Japanese army, there was a strange atmosphere. From time to time, the groans of the wounded soldiers were accompanied by some howls. Blood gushed out of the wounded soldiers' wounds from time to time, dyeing their clothes and bandages red. Among the wounded, no one held their heads and roared. Yes.

"Long live this!"

There are also people shouting long live and even mad and stowing there, shouting to kill the dolphin-tailed slaves, but more of the wounded are muttering "Mom", "Meihui" and "Jiamei" and so on.

After wrapping the wound in the bandage with a gun, Oshima was about to return to the camp when he suddenly heard a moan on one side, followed by a faint voice.

"Military...Military Cao, please give me a glass of water..."

I looked down and saw a wounded soldier with a broken leg moaning on the ground. In yesterday's attack, many people's legs were blown off. The Chinese planted a large number of mines on the battlefield, and those mines are different from the mines used by the Lu people. If you step on them, he can't blow up people, and the power will blow up one of your legs at most.

A mine that can't kill people is more frightening than a mine made of water mines and shells. If you step on that kind of mine the size of a cigarette box, you can't die, but there is one more cripple in the world. In the bandage, thousands of people have been blown up with one leg.

Landmines and barbed wire, in the past two days, have been the nightmare of the people of the 5th Division. The underground mines made them afraid to let go and charge. They were dragged down by the mine, and became the targets of machine guns and rifles. Even if they were lucky enough to rush to the barbed wire, they were trapped by the barbed wire, and finally they were not at all. People can live through the defense line of mines and barbed wire.

"Do you have any water?"

Oshima asked his colleague next to him, and Hayata, who was wrapped with a bandage on his head, handed his kettle to Oshima.

Bend down, Oshima held the wounded soldier to drink water, with a trace of gratitude on his face.

"slow down, slow down! Don't drink in such a hurry!"

When he told the wounded soldier, Oshima suddenly saw that the wounded soldier got a bayonet from there. When he was taking it, he shouted "Mom!" and cut his neck with a bayonet.

The wounded soldier with blood on his neck had a trace of relief on his face. At this time, Oshima found that the bayonet turned out to be his own bayonet.

"Okay, Oshima, people are always going to die!"

Hayata took a picture of Oshima with an unnatural look.

"It's better to die than to be a cripple!"

Yes! It's better to die than to be disabled! Dajima nodded. With the light of the kerosene lamp, he looked at the wounded soldiers around him. Many people lost their calves. When they hit Dalian, how many more people would be... Suddenly, he felt a little cold in his legs.

After leaving the bandage, the appearance of the wounded soldier who committed suicide appeared in front of the big island from time to time, which even changed in his mind, becoming a familiar colleague and even himself.

"The emperor's continuous and long-lasting, the world remains unchanged and long, the small stone condenses into a rock, and the auspicious green moss..."

A song came from hundreds of meters away. With the firelight, Oshima saw a group of soldiers in new military uniforms. Those people were supplementary soldiers. Maybe they should have been added to the Tieling front line, but now they are fighting with the Chinese army where they are asked to land. They are singing the national anthem around the bonfire, and there is the protection of a hill here. They didn't need to worry about the Chinese bombarding, so they could sing to their heart's content. After singing a few songs, an officer stood up.

"Tomorrow, we are going to the battlefield. Let's shout together, Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor!"

The young supplementary soldiers who had just come out of the school and the countryside stood up and raised their hands as the officers shouted.

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor!"

(to be continued)