Chapter 29 No

From the appearance, the Dongqing Railway Locomotive Manufacturing Office is dark, and no light can be seen at all. However, in the largest factory workshop in Dalian left by the Russians, it is brightly lit. In dozens of workshops, more than 2,000 workers are rushing to make weapons, or processing them with light rail. With wire beams.

In the machine plus workshop, the mortar shell shell shells cast in the casting workshop are undergoing final finishing in the car**, and from the casting workshop, thousands of grenade shells are constantly pushed out by workers with carts, and these shells are sent to dozens of temporarily mobilized "military factories" in the city. It causes grenades and mines.

The Dongqing Railway Locomotive Manufacturing Institute has become a military factory as early as a few months ago. At first, it was only a trial production, but now it is a large-scale production. Under the guidance of the military technicians who came here from Ma'anshan, the air bottle for gas welding and cutting was changed by the workers into heavy mortars, with more than 190 kilograms of heavy artillery. Although the bullet was only fired for two days, this kind of "cannon" filled with 120 kilograms of mine explosives, although the range was close and the rate of fire was slow, it successfully deterred the attacking Japanese army and the defensive guards.

In a small office not far from the foundry workshop, Li Jiuze held several iron shells and was assembling something there. First, a bullet was stuffed into a barrel-shaped casting shell. Then, he twisted a small steel pipe into the casting shell, and the last grenade with a cast pattern was pistoned into the shell.

"Hur, that's it!"

When he put such a kilogram of things on the table, Li Jiuze's wrinkled face showed some simple smiles. He came to the locomotive manufacturing institute from the Jiangnan Naval Manufacturing Bureau a month ago to guide those workers to make grenades and mines. Now the mines he has just developed. A new type of mine.

"Is this the thunder?"

The officer's face was a little different.

"How did this mine fly to the sky?"

"S sir, you see that the mine uses a grenade as a nail. The flap safety clip on the side is buckled by an iron barrel and will not explode"

Li Jiuze explained that this kind of flip grenade is simpler than a long-handled grenade. Although it is close to throw, it is the easiest to make this kind of grenade in Dalian.

"As long as someone mixes the rope or pulls him away, as soon as the ring is opened, the needle will be released. If the bullet hit by the needle to remove the warhead, any bullet will be done. Ours, the Russians, and myself will all be done, and the bullet will eject the battle department of the thunder shell. After the flip plate firing mechanism was ejected from the thunder shell in the battle department, because it was no longer restricted by the bullet body, the flip plate safety clip was opened, and the needle pierced the detonator exploded in the air. I've tried... It's almost the explosion in this area."

Li Jiuze stroked his lower abdomen with his hand.

"Foreman Li, do you want others to be cut off!"

"Those places where dogs come to ruin China deserve to be cut off!"

Li Jiuze scolded.

"Hmm! Try to make hundreds of them. If the effect is good, we can make it!"

The officer stationed in the factory naturally said that he would never refuse the inventions and creations of these workers, just like the heavy cannons with cylinders. With a small 300mm caliber, one shot, it can blow dozens of them up to the sky. Even the front line said that it was too powerful. It was too close to use, for fear of blowing up the barbed wire. Second, I'm afraid of hurting my own people.

"If it works, I will report to the brigade commander in person and reward you with a bonus of 3,000 yuan!"

Under the appropriate incentive mechanism, people can always exert unimaginable creativity, whether they are workers or soldiers.

The curtain is thick, and the machines in the Dongqing Railway Locomotive Manufacturing Institute are roaring, but the gunfire outside Dalian has stopped. This may be the silence before dawn.

In the thick fog in the early morning, in the trench, a row of soldiers wearing steel helmets stood there. Looking at the soldiers in front of him, Tang Lei walked to Liu Dongfeng and saluted him first.

"Sergeant Liu, since the expedition, you have been transferred to the military flag. Although he has been promoted to sergeant, the empire hopes that you will work hard to be loyal and brave to serve the country!"

After congratulating Liu Dongfeng, he turned his eyes to his brother in the platoon.

"I think about it, I have tried it. Now it is said that the bandit may launch a general attack on my defense line. I have been sleeping with you for more than half a year. Although I can't bear to expect you to work hard and add color to the military flag with the flesh and blood of our guards, and live up to the high expectations of your Majesty and the people!"

"Please rest assured, sir. We will kill the enemy bravely and repay the country with death!"

Thirty-one soldiers saluted at the same time.

"Well, brothers, let's say goodbye today. I hope you will be loyal and brave to serve the country! Please!"

This time, Tang Lei did not salute, but crossed his fingers and palms and made a deep bow at his subordinates.

Soldiers always have a sense of preparation!

Premonition of death!

When Tang Lei said goodbye to his subordinates, on the Japanese military position, hundreds of Japanese soldiers carrying explosive boxes, served wine with their hands and aimed at the officers standing on the ammunition box.

"...Only tonight, although the water has the taste of nectar, I hope you will live up to the prestige of the imperial army and break the wire of the Chinese army with the body of meatballs!"

After saying that, Mu Yue Angang raised his glass and saluted the soldiers of the "meat bomb" team, meat bomb! The Japanese army was brave enough to conquer the Lushun fortress with meatballs. Muyue Angang did not believe that Dalian, which was flat and safe to defend, would be more difficult to conquer than Lushun.

No one spoke, and there was no long live the loyal and brave emperor or long live the voice of the emperor. The Japanese soldier carrying ten kilograms of explosives just bowed to the division commander and walked towards the near trenches under the leadership of the officers.

In the close trenches of the Japanese army, the Japanese soldiers with Type 30 rifles are waiting for the final general attack order.

"I wish you success!"

Waiting for the general attack, Oshima and others, whispered to the soldiers carrying explosive boxes.

"Wo..."

The empty sound of the shells sounded. Except for the soldiers of the warning sentry, almost when the sound of the shells sounded overhead, the soldiers in the trench got into the cannon hole on the side wall of the trench.

Unlike other countries, the trench system of the Guards, in addition to shooting trenches, traffic trenches and reserve trenches, has also built a large number of small artillery fortifications on the two sides of trenches, traffic trenches and reserve trenches. The height is generally no more than 1.5 meters, half a meter to 2 meters wide, and the depth is uncertain. It can be a few meters or even more than ten meters deep.

This kind of cannon hole can accommodate one or two people, and the large one can accommodate three or five people in one class. Because these small fortifications are small, they can be built very strong with less materials. They can not only be used for soldiers to effectively defend against artillery, but also store ammunition and supplies.

Due to the small target and deep position, even the enemy's heavy artillery is difficult to kill and hit all of them. The shelling only destroyed the exposed large and medium-sized fortifications, and did not cause any damage to these huge numbers. What's more, thanks to the pile of wood piled up in the port before the Russian War, a large number of wooden beams were used on the top of the anti-gun hole, and even reinforced with steel rails, which was almost impossible to collapse. .

The anti-gun hole itself is built underground on both sides of the trench, and the entrance is narrow. The shells just fall on the hole in the narrow trench, and the probability is still very low. Therefore, soldiers in the anti-gun hole do not need to consider being killed at all.

The violent explosion rolled over the trench, and steel fragments and ash flew inside and outside the trench. Liu Dongfeng, who was nestled in the bulletproof hole, at the moment when the shell almost exploded above his head, the earth on the top of his head hit the steel helmet to tighten his heart, and the pungent smell of gunpowder came with dust.

"Fed down! I'll clean up those bastards later!"

In the shelling, Zheng Dongfeng, as the squad leader, did not forget to cheer up his brothers, especially the mobilizers who were recruited on the spot. At this time, most of them were pale and waiting for the end of the shelling in the cannon hole with panic.

With the cover of thick fog and shelling, hundreds of Japanese soldiers left the nearby trenches. Some of them were killed by mines while crawling forward, but more people moved towards the wire network more than 100 meters away between the crater and the crater.

Compared with soldiers who dodge from artillery bombardment in the cannon hole, it is more dangerous in the bargeine rear guard post. They must provide vigilance for the troops when the main force enters the gun hole.

"I'm a soldier!"

When a soldier in the guard post found the enemy approaching the barbed wire, he set up a light machine gun to shoot at those Japanese guns. Although the guard sentry set up every 200 meters had a light machine gun, it could not stop those "meat bombs". Occasionally, when the bullets hit the explosive box carried by the meat bullet, the violent explosion shocked. The earth.

The moment the meat bullet close to the barbed wire took off the explosive box from behind, he was hit by a bullet. He struggled to row a match, one or two, and the blood-soaked matches could not be scratched at all.

Some of the meat bullets were killed, but some of the internal bullets approached the barbed wire, lit the explosive box with matches, and threw them between the wire nets with all their strength. After some people were injured by bullets when throwing the explosive box, the burning explosives fell on their hiding place. For a moment, it happened between the barbed wire and in front of the barbed wire. A series of violent explosions.

"Tus, give it to me!"

The soldiers and officers pulled out the Meiji Type 30 saber and pointed diagonally to the sky. Thousands of Japanese soldiers in navy blue military uniforms charged towards the first defense line outside Dalian.

The artillery of the Japanese army continued. It seemed that they were going to use shelling to press the guards officers and soldiers in the trenches, while the guards without long-range artillery carried out suppressing fire.

"The enemy enters the No. 5 calibration area!"

When the Japanese infantry platooned in a linear formation, the soldiers in the guard post picked up the phone and informed the rear of the position of the Japanese army.

On the mortar position in front of the second line of defense, the gunners who had been silent for a long time quickly became busy. Because the angle of fire had already been calibulated, almost at the moment they received the phone call, the two loaders next to the muzzle fired mortar shells left and right. In just a dozen seconds, hundreds of shells landed in the calibration area. The domain, which was originally eye-catching blue lines on the land, was instantly shrouded in gunpowder smoke and cast iron and cast steel fragments, and several times the speed of steel tore the bodies of Japanese soldiers.

"Keep moving forward!"

When the gunfire hit, the Japanese soldier who charged did not even lie down. Instead, he accelerated his pace and rushed to the barbed wire that was blown up dozens of meters away.

"..."

With the screaming colleagues, Oshima almost stepped on the corpse and rushed over the grid barbed wire. In front of him, there was an explosion from time to time. Most of the meat bombs carrying explosives chose to die with the snake's belly-shaped barbed wire. Although there were mines on the ground, from time to time there were wounded soldiers on the ground and blew them with their own bodies. Mines, although the Chinese machine gun shooting was not fierce, the barbed wire was full of scattered flesh and blood, with meat bombs, soldiers with rolling mines, and people injured by shells.

In the Japanese army's attack position, Mu Yue Angang, with a telescope, stared at the dozens of narrow breakthroughs. He did not notice the casualties of the soldiers. At this time, he only paid attention to whether he could break through the Chinese defense line and occupy Dalian.

"Sir, our army is about to break through the Chinese defense line! Do you want to stop the shelling!"

"I can't, keep shooting! We must press the Chinese army in the trenches. Only when they can't raise their heads can we have a chance to break through!"

Muyue Angang refused without hesitation. His breakthrough was to learn from Lushun's experience, and a momentary injury was a breakthrough in the enemy's position.

"Ah..."

After rushing through the three-layer snake belly-shaped barbed wire mesh, I saw the big island of flat land for the first time. I immediately stepped forward and rushed forward, but as soon as I ran two or three steps, I was tripped to the ground. At the moment of being tripped by the low barbed wire mesh, the big island could clearly see some palm-high bamboo sticks inserted in the wheat field. The painful bamboo sticks pierced his body. Without losing his life, he lost consciousness when he felt that someone was constantly stepping on his body and rushing forward. The low wire tripping net hidden in the wheat seedlings kept tripping over the Japanese soldiers who broke through the barbed wire, and the bamboo sticks in the field took their lives one after another.

The seemingly fierce offensive stagnated. At the same time, in the unspoiled machine gun fortifications, the machine gunner drove the machine gun and formed a deadly crossfire at those breakthroughs with the neighboring machine gunners. The dense rain of bullets flew across the breakthrough, drilled into the enemy's body, dragged out a piece of flesh and blood, and collapsed. Blood mist, red blood mist and black smoke permeated in front of the position.

Mu Yue Angang, who was originally full of confidence, and the Japanese military officers on the attacking position were stunned by the scene in front of them. They looked at the troops who were stagnant at the breakthrough. It was not that they stagnant, but that the bodies were placed layer after layer between the breakthrough, although the soldiers struggled forward. Entering, the flesh and blood body could not rush away from the fire line composed of the sound of machine guns.

Finally, the sound of gunfire and gunfire stopped with the fall of the last group of soldiers. The once boiling battlefield fell into silence again. In this silence, the moans of the wounded soldiers kept coming out. Looking at the piles of corpses, the fear in the hearts of the soldiers in the trenches was spreading, and everyone's hearts were almost here. In an instant, an idea came up.

"This...this can't be broken through!"

(to be continued)