Chapter Forty-Eight: Grenades! Grenades!
"Bah, bah, bah..."
"Made, the bully has run out of grenades"
The soldier who was lying down and dodging stood up, first shook his head, shook his body, shook off the debris of dirt all over his body, and then spit out the dirt in his mouth and cursed. After several hours of fighting, their grenades had long since run out, and now the group of soldiers could not make up a single grenade. Otherwise, they would have knocked down this alley a long time ago.
"No injuries, right?"
The platoon commander standing at the corner of the alley asked. This group of soldiers was a platoon formation, but because of the long battle, it was reduced to only a dozen people.
"I'm fine..." I'm fine..."
After shaking off the debris of dirt on their bodies, many soldiers responded. Although the grenade exploded in the alley, correspondingly, the walls and corners of the alley also provided good cover, so not a single soldier was injured, and everyone was just a little disgraced.
"What to do? Platoon commander, there is not enough firepower, we can't fight"
The taxi who got up looked at the side, the platoon commander didn't speak, but stuck his head out of the corner of the wall and looked at the position of the other devil, in the night, he could only see the outline of the devil in front of him.
After more than ten minutes of confrontation, the platoon commander also figured out the situation of the devil on the opposite side.
On the opposite side of the alley, there were only five or six devils, and the devils were the defenders, and the number was small, so they didn't attack, just hid in the bunker, and watched this side vigilantly.
The platoon commander looked at his subordinates, a dozen soldiers in tattered clothes, each with a rifle in their hands, the machine gun had also been damaged in the previous battle, and there were no grenades, and their grenades had long been exhausted when they attacked all the way, and there were not many bullets in the bullet belt on their waists.
This alley is dozens of meters long, and the surrounding detour is easy to be discovered by the devils who occupy the commanding heights, and as for the forcible attack along the alley, it is simply a live target for the devils.
"It's like this again, damn it..."
"Retreat"
Gritting his teeth and hesitating for a moment, the platoon commander had to give the order to stop the attack. He doesn't know how many times he has experienced the same situation, he has followed the 59th Army to fight the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, experienced the defeat and retreat of Beiping, and also fought desperately and bloody battles with the devils in Mengxian before, and there have been too many times because of insufficient ammunition that the troops failed to attack.
The 59th Army is not a descendant of the army, and there is no priority in supply, but as a regular army on the front line and the devils, the central government still has the ammunition supply allocated to the 59th Army, but the quantity is slightly insufficient, and the battle has to be saved, and now the situation is a little special, the devils attack too fast, and the movement of the troops is chaotic, so the supply in the rear cannot keep up with the troops, which also leads to a serious shortage of ammunition in this battle.
"On the left, a devil has touched it"
Before he could retreat, a group of devils suddenly attacked from the left, and the dense bullets hit the corner of the wall, and a soldier couldn't dodge and was hit in the arm, and blood was immediately poured out.
"Cover, bandage him"
Everyone hurriedly retreated to the corner, dodging the attack of the new group of devils, and at the same time organized a wave of sparse counterattacks, their bullets were really running out, but this wave of counterattacks still barely repelled the attacks of the devils.
In the corner of the wall, a soldier pulled out a cloth belt, a cloth belt of unknown material and even covered with dust, shook it off a few times, and tied it directly to the arm of the soldier who was shot. According to the principle of battlefield first aid, this is a violation of the rules, it does not comply with sterile regulations, it may even aggravate the injury, and it does not meet basic medical principles, but at this moment, this is the only way. At this time, the ammunition of the 59th Army was not enough, not to mention medical supplies, as for the rare branch of military doctors, it was already a miracle that a regiment could have three or two.
Outside the corner, the devils attacked again, and apparently, the devils had found that they were seriously short of ammunition.
"Brothers, it looks like we're going to confess here tonight."
The platoon commander looked at the situation outside, said with a smile, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his waist, a pack of only two cigarettes left. At this time, the devils came around from both sides, and they had no way to retreat.
"Platoon commander, even if we die, we have to break off a few teeth of the devil" The supported soldier moved the supported arm, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he said indifferently. He pulled the empty bolt, looked at the empty magazine, and then put the bayonet on the chamber.
Click...
They didn't say anything to the fighters, they loaded their bayonets one after another, and some of the soldiers took out the last bullets and distributed them. More than a dozen people got together, each with one bullet left behind.
"Brothers, goodbye in the next life" Throwing away the pistol that had been empty, the platoon commander took out a 38 large cover with a bayonet, which he had captured not long ago. Rushed out first.
Then everyone also rushed towards the devil with bayonets.
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In the sound of the collision, Luo Yun took out sixty grenades, that is, two boxes.
More than 200 million grenades in the warehouse made him can't help but commit obsessive-compulsive disorder, and every time he sees the enemy, he can't help but want to use grenades, because there are too many, and in the entire World War II, the Soviet-German battlefield in Europe, which is dominated by army conflicts, only used a total of 250 million grenades.
He is now able to provide grenade consumption on the Soviet-German battlefield alone.
The grenade was comparable to a grenade grenade to Luo Yunlai, his arm strength was enough to easily throw the grenade more than a hundred meters away, and the firing speed was extremely fast, and all sixty grenades flew towards the devil in a few seconds.
Boom Boom Boom ····· A violent explosion exploded in the alley.
"Grenade, lying down"
The platoon commander, who had just rushed out of the position, saw the grenade flying over, and immediately dodged and retreated into the alley, and at the same time couldn't help but curse in his mouth.
"Neurotic, are the devils crazy, at such a close distance, aren't you afraid of blowing yourself up?"
Subconsciously, he thought that the grenade was thrown by the devil, although there was a company of troops attacking around here, but the troops were scattered, and at this moment, who else had so many grenades besides the devil.
However, the platoon commander found that things did not seem to be as he had thought.
The continuous explosion came from the alley, along with the screams of the devils, and the platoon commander could clearly hear the sound of the explosion as a grenade, and after a full 60 explosions, the alley was silent, and there was not even a single wail left.
"The devils seem to have been blown up," one soldier poked his head out and saw that the entire alley was covered with the corpses of the devils. After hearing this, the platoon commander looked at the probe, and there was not a single devil in the alley.
"Hello, my name is Luo Yun, and I am a returning Huaqiao" Just when they were stunned, Luo Yun walked in front of everyone with a smile.