freenovelworld Chapter 700: Don’t scratch it! Don’t move!
Chapter 700: Don’t scratch it! Don’t move!
"Da da da da da!"
The scorching chain of fire, like a red-hot iron whip, lashed the beachhead fiercely! The target was clear and precise: the machine gun bunkers and mortar positions that had just spewed out the flames of death!
“Puff, puff, puff, puff.!”
The mud bag was riddled with holes, and gravel and soil fragments exploded like a fountain!
The Maxim heavy machine gun that was roaring just now was hit head-on by dense 7.7mm bullets!
The water-cooling cylinder was directly pierced, and boiling cooling water mixed with steam splashed out!
The gun body vibrated violently, making a harsh metal twisting sound, the muzzle suddenly jumped upwards, and then completely misfired!
The gunner and assistant gunner operating the machine gun were shaking violently as if they had been electrocuted, with blood splattering on their chests and backs exploding!
The assistant gunner didn't even have time to let out a scream before his upper body was torn apart by the violent bullets. His broken body fell backwards, and hot blood splattered on the hot wreckage of the machine gun, making a sizzling sound and emitting a smelly white smoke!
Another machine gun position also suffered a devastating blow. The bullet penetrated the makeshift bunker and hit the ammunition handler who was changing the ammunition belt.
His arm and the bullet belt in his arms were broken in an instant, and the broken arm and the hot bullet flew out.
The machine gunner tried to catch the falling ammunition belt, and a string of bullets swept across his helmet and shoulders. The helmet was blown off, revealing a young and terrified face underneath, and then more bullets penetrated his chest. . . .
"Boom!" A small explosion sounded near the mortar position.
It was a small bomb dropped from an airplane! The shockwave from the explosion completely blew away the bunkers surrounding the gun position, twisting the gun barrel and leaving the gunner and loader bloody and bruised, lying in the devastated mess.
On the sea, the Japanese landing craft witnessed the beach firepower points being destroyed by their own aircraft, and their morale was greatly boosted!
The roar of the engine became violent and murderous again!
The bows of the first few boats had already hit the soft mudflats hard!
Crash, the bow gangplank suddenly dropped down!
"Onboard!!"
"Kill all the Chinese!"
"Long Live His Majesty the Emperor!"
A beast-like howl erupted from the landing craft!
It was like opening the floodgates of hell, and the Japanese army surged out!
The Japanese soldiers, holding Type 38 rifles with fixed bayonets, had ferocious faces and bloodthirsty madness in their eyes. They stepped into knee-deep sea water and rushed down from the landing craft howling!
Stepping on the turbid sea water, splashing a lot of water, the bayonet flashed with a cold light in the dim sky, like countless poisonous fangs ready to bite!
However, the Japanese soldiers who got off the landing craft did not immediately charge towards the position. They crowded together under the command of sergeants and sergeant majors, relying on the landing craft as cover, waiting for something!
Zhou Zhenqiang realized something and looked up at the sea in the distance...
The dull, thunderous sound of cannons could be heard faintly, followed by the earth shaking!
The second round of Japanese artillery bombardment has begun! They are clearing obstacles for the landing Japanese troops! ! ! !
The shrieking sound of gunfire seemed endless.
The entire Chuanshakou beachhead was like an anthill that was repeatedly trampled by a giant. The earth groaned and heaved in pain under the huge force of the explosion.
As the devastating naval gun salvos gradually turned to deep coverage, the deafening roar did not fade away, but was replaced by another sharper, more intensive, air-tearing sound.
"Woo, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The rain of bullets pouring down like water was the rapid-fire guns on the destroyer.
These 120mm and 76mm dual-purpose anti-aircraft and anti-ship guns found their own stage in the intervals between the heavy roars of naval guns.
Their shells are not as big as the main guns, but they have a much faster rate of fire and are more accurate.
At this moment, they were like countless cold razors, precisely and cruelly combing any corner of the mudflats where the surviving soldiers who had just been severely injured might be hiding.
"Puff puff puff puff." The rain of bullets fell on the muddy ground like dense hail.
A sergeant, who had just struggled to his feet from the shock of an artillery shell and was struggling to drag a seriously injured comrade beside him, suddenly convulsed violently. A 76mm high-explosive shell exploded less than three meters to his side and rear!
He felt a scorching shockwave sweep him and the wounded on the stretcher away! His vision was instantly engulfed by blazing white light and excruciating pain.
He didn't even have time to make a sound before half of his body was torn to pieces by the shock wave of the explosion and the flying debris.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough! Ugh..." On the other side, Ren Shihai, a communications soldier who survived the waves of earth raised by the artillery shells, was gasping for breath. Every breath he took was filled with a strong smell of blood and dust. The roar in his ears was like a never-ending tide, covering up most of the sounds, leaving only a harsh buzzing sound.
He felt something warm flowing out of his ears and dripping onto his shoulders and neck, so sticky that it made him feel nauseous.
Shaking his dizzy head, the world in his sight was spinning violently, with blurry images overlapping.
His hand involuntarily touched his ear, and it felt warm and slippery, a mixture of blood and gray-black ear canal secretions.
"Xiao Ren! Don't move!" A big hand covered with calluses and black mud between the nails suddenly reached out from the side, grabbed his wrist tightly, and pressed him hard against the mud wall at the edge of a crater!
It’s Platoon Leader Chen Changhe!
His voice seemed intermittent and extremely distant through Ren Shihai's heavy ringing in his ears: "Your eardrum... exploded! Don't pick at it! Don't move!"
Chen Changhe's bloodshot eyes looked particularly anxious on his smoke-stained face. He eagerly rubbed his muddy hands on his smoke-stained military uniform, as if trying to find a clean piece of cloth, but he only took out a small ball of greasy cotton yarn from his pocket, which might be left over from wiping the gun.
"It's just for use!" He plugged one of Ren Shihai's ears without saying anything.
The severe pain was like a red-hot steel needle continuously piercing Ren Shihai's skull, and every beat of his pulse intensified the pain.
He could not feel the loud shouts behind Chen Changhe or the explosions around him. Only the endless buzzing noise completely isolated him from the normal world.
The huge psychological gap and severe physical pain almost made him collapse.
At this moment, his body was shaken violently. When he turned around, he saw it was the brigade commander!
What is the brigade commander yelling about? Explosions are everywhere. Why isn't the brigade commander just lying down to avoid the bombardment?
Staring blankly at Brigade Commander Zhou Zhenqiang's mouth opening and closing, Ren Shihai felt somewhat bewildered.
Signalman!
The brigade commander's mouth shape seemed familiar. When he called himself in the past, his mouth shape was like this!
He suddenly remembered his duties!
After coughing violently twice, Ren Shihai frantically groped for the telephone line hanging on his belt in the chest-deep muddy water!
The muddy water was icy cold and smelled of blood.
His hands were clawing aimlessly in the sticky mud, and every movement caused the pain in his wounds all over his body to intensify.
Finally, the fingertips touched the extremely heavy black cable that was cold, slippery and soaked in mud!
Using all his strength, he desperately fished the heavy telephone out of the muddy water, and muddy water flowed out from the metal grille of the receiver.
He wiped off the thick mud on the microphone and the connection port, his fingers trembling due to extreme tension and cold as he tried to put the receiver next to his left ear, which could still hear a little sound.
But Zhou Zhenqiang couldn't wait any longer and snatched the phone away!