He was leading his wing on his trudge through this valley when suddenly a loud mortar sound was heard in front of the team. The team panicked and began to dodge the shells. Fu Jiazheng shouted loudly, "Guard troops, cover, cover-"

Fu Jiazheng Nan has rich combat experience, and he already has a set of emergency measures. That is, as soon as the Chinese army attacked, the guard troops were immediately dispatched to carry out a clearing operation against the Chinese troops. And the artillerymen, quickly concealed, protecting their horses and equipment from their losses.

After a while, the shelling stopped, and Fu Jia Zhengnan also hurried to the front to observe. He scanned the circle with his telescope and found that just 2,000 meters away, behind a dense vegetation, a group of Chinese soldiers was rapidly retreating with mortars.

In the back, there is a squadron of Japanese officers and soldiers who are pursuing this Chinese mortar unit. However, because the distance is too far, it is impossible to see people clearly, and machine guns and rifles have of course lost their accuracy, and the so-called gunfire is the same as firecrackers, just listening to the sound, it does not play a big role.

The Fu family politician waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, it doesn't mean much to chase them." We still have our tasks. "He is most concerned about the losses suffered by his wing, if the losses are large, it is to join the 33rd Division, so what is the role?

When he arrived at the scene of the previous shelling, his face drooped, and his heart was quite heavy.

In this shelling, 100 horses were killed or wounded, and more than 100 soldiers were killed or wounded. Once the pack horse is injured, there is no way to carry it, and it loses its role, so it can only give up, and the only way to do it is to slaughter and eat meat.

As for the mountain cannon parts they carry, they can only be transferred to people and carried by hand. With such a weak physique of a soldier, he really has another problem for himself!

Dead soldiers can be buried on the spot for the time being, but wounded soldiers must be disposed of. Normally, minor injuries would have allowed them to walk back to camp on their own, but this place was far from the camps on either side. Letting them walk is giving the Chinese guerrillas an opportunity, which is quite dangerous.

It would be even worse if the Chinese people were to be caught, and those inhumane people would make these wounded soldiers have a hundred ways to die.

There were more than twenty seriously wounded, and it would take 40 exhausted soldiers to carry them.

In the Battle of Wuhan, the wounded soldiers had to walk back to the camp on their own. In the process of walking back to the camp, countless soldiers died on the way to the barracks because of wound infection and fatigue.

Squadron Leader Nakano came over and saluted Fu Jia Zhengnan, and then scolded: "These people are really some Baga!" Some big Yaga! It turned out that it was some infantry who attacked us. The infantry is okay to deal with, and we can react in time to stop their movements. But these mortars are too much of a headache, they can hit us at will at a distance of 1,000 to 5,000 meters, and they don't have time to make any reaction. Chasing and not being able to catch up with them, we are quite passive. ”

Fu Jia Zhengnan observed the effect of an enemy mortar shell falling, frowned and said, "Nani, they seem to have used a large mortar shell?" ”

"Yes," Squadron Leader Nakano reported, "they seem to be using 120-millimeter mortar shells." These heavy mortar shells can kill an area of 50 meters, which is quite terrible, and we have suffered heavy losses. ”

Fu Jia Masao couldn't hold back his emotions any longer, he shouted loudly at Squadron Leader Nakano, and suddenly exploded: "Yaga! Yaga! These Chinese soldiers, dead, dead. They have the ability to come up and fight us face to face, why do they use mortars to hit and run, why? Why? ”

He threw a tantrum at Squadron Leader Nakano, then shook his head helplessly and said: "The officers and soldiers are too tired and hungry, rest for an hour, let the officers and soldiers eat horse meat and replenish their strength!" ”

The herald quickly went to deliver the order. The exhausted mountain artillery wing immediately sat down as if paralyzed. They laid down their equipment and bags, and immediately scrambled for the dead horses.

The Japanese officers who had gone to pursue the Chinese troops also returned, and one by one they were so tired that they were out of breath, and their legs were like lead poured into them, and they returned to the large army, and immediately collapsed in large areas, and they did not want to move.

Even the Fu housekeeper, whose heart is like steel, is a little distressed in his heart. The officers and men of these wings who followed them could not eat or drink, and they had to deal with countless attacks every day, their nerves were already highly tense, and their bodies were already seriously overdrawn. Looking at their appearance, they all have yellow faces and thin muscles, skin and bones, and their eyes look big, three of them look like people, and seven points look like ghosts.

My heart couldn't help but tremble. If the fight continues like this, these officers and men will be dragged to death.

These dead horses were immediately broken to pieces and drenched in blood. They faithfully performed their duties during their lifetimes, and their dead bodies had to make their last contribution to these Japanese officers and soldiers.

The Japanese army's cooking class was also a little difficult, the horse meat was quite difficult to cook, and within a few hours, Sensei wanted to cook it. There's only an hour to spare, and the gods can't do it!

The officers and men were already hungry, and their hearts were close to their hearts, and they didn't care about boiling and roasting them, so they immediately lit piles of fires, and a bayonet pierced a piece of horse meat, and roasted it on the fire, and when it was almost baked, they gnawed fiercely on their mouths.

Horse meat is full of tough muscles, half-baked, and it is not easy to gnaw on the teeth. Due to the lack of vegetables for many days, many soldiers had already had sores on their mouths, their teeth were loose, and some of their teeth were suddenly knocked down, and they screamed in pain, but they still struggled to gnaw at the dead horse meat.

Some of the teeth really couldn't gnaw on the tough horse meat, and they were so angry that they scolded: "Baga! Yaga! Why is this horse meat so hard to gnaw! "If you put such fragrant meat, you can't eat it in your stomach, and the emperor won't look at us." "It would be nice if all this horse meat turned into pork." "I want to eat sushi, where is sushi!"

The orderly brought a large piece of roasted horse meat to the Fu family man. As soon as he saw this piece of horse meat, Fu's mouth dripped with saliva, and he hadn't seen rice for many days, let alone meat. He shared weal and woe with the soldiers, the soldiers did not have rice to eat, and he did not engage in special activities, but left a grain of rice privately. He, like the officers and soldiers, was already so thin that his skin was covered with bones.

The Fu family man took a small bite of this fragrant horse meat, and then he felt that something was wrong, and he found that this piece of horse meat was stronger than the meat in his mouth. The teeth are already soft, as if they were basically toothless. If you bite any more, you can only knock out all your teeth.

Fu Jia Masao shook his head and said to the squadron leader Nakano next to him: "At present, what the soldiers lack is food. I can't eat this horse meat. ”

Squadron Leader Nakano said, "Do you want to change the time, leave two more hours, and ask the cooking team to cook the horse meat before eating." ”

Fu Jiazheng shook his head and said, "No. The 33rd Division urgently needs our artillery support, an hour, long enough. Take a break for an hour, move forward immediately, and don't waste any more time. ”

At this time, Fu Jia Zhengnan suddenly heard the sound of the air being torn, he looked up in horror, and found that under the bright sun, dozens of black and black things were flying in the sky, and it was these black things that were tearing the air in the sky.

The Fu housekeeper was taken aback, and was so anxious that he threw the horse meat, and shouted loudly: "Shelling, shelling, dodging the shelling-"

As soon as the words were finished, a powerful 120-mm mortar shell exploded in the devil's pile. "Boom-" "Boom-" "Boom-" The fire flashed, the cannon roared, the smoke was filled, the shrapnel flew sideways, and soon nothing could be seen, only the end of the world had arrived.

One by one, the guards pushed the Fu family man aside and quickly covered his body over his body.

The only thing I could hear was the rumbling of the mortar shells, which shook the eardrums and seemed to burst the eardrums. The temperature around him also rose instantly, and the horse meat almost didn't need to be roasted, and it might have been cooked. Piles of floating earth fell from the sky, covering his body layer by layer. The air seemed to be suffocated, almost out of breath, and my lungs were trying to cough.

The rumbling explosion was going on all the time, and it was an unbearable ordeal for everyone who was alive.

The torturous mortar sound finally stopped. After a while, the Fu family ruler exerted his strength before he came out of the soil, and the guards covering him were already motionless. The Fu family politician rubbed his eyes that had long been covered in dust, and looked at it, and his guards had long since lost signs of life.

Two pieces of shrapnel were hit in his body, and he turned up his waist with black blood, which was mixed with a large amount of dust, and the bright red blood that flowed out of his body had turned into a black color.

If it weren't for his own guards, I'm afraid that the shrapnel hit his back, and his life would have been ridden west. Looking at the dining scene that was very lively just now, it is even more miserable at this time.

Since the meal was roasted around a fire, it was surrounded by a large area, which was more vulnerable to shelling than a one-line march. About 200 soldiers were killed or wounded, and nearly 200 pack horses were killed or wounded. The wounded soldiers were lying on the ground and kept **, the dead were lying on the ground motionless, and the health soldiers were busy treating the wounded wounds.

Many more wounded could not wait for the health soldiers, so they had to bandage their own wounds. Some of the seriously wounded stared helplessly at the big eyes before they died, watching the blood gurgling from the wounds, hoping that someone would save them. Until the last drop of blood was shed, their hearts stopped beating, and they didn't wait for the health soldiers, they could only stare at those big eyes, and they couldn't close them when they died.

All kinds of tragedies before death are staged here one after another.

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