After a rush of footsteps, the door of the office was pushed open, and Takashi Murata pushed the door open and said hurriedly: "Your Excellency Commander, the people of Shina have launched an attack on us!" ”

"Isn't that what we expected?"

Tanaka Jiuichi put down the pen in his hand, there was no expression of surprise on his face, and he calmly said to Murata Takashi: "Since that Su Jin thinks that if he bombs our airport, he can safely launch an attack on us, then let them come, and order the 103rd Division and the 8th Brigade stationed in Jinhua to withstand it, Jinhua must not be lost again!" ”

"Hay!"

At the moment when Tanaka Kuichi and Murata Takao were talking, the soldiers of the 177th Independent Infantry Brigade of the 103rd Division of the Japanese Army were quietly lurking by the river of the Jinhua River, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese army.

As a newly formed unit, most of the soldiers in this brigade were new recruits, and they were all nervous as they looked across the river.

Senior soldier Taro Kanhara was lying by the river, and after throwing the cigarette butt in his hand into the river, he said to Private Hiraga Akira, who was busy digging a foxhole next to him: "Hey...... Don't be busy, take a break."

Akito Hiraga stopped, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "Guan Yuanjun, I want to dig the foxhole a little deeper, so that I can also protect myself." ”

Kanhara Taro scolded impatiently: "Stupid, you don't look at what place this is, if you dig deep, it will be uncomfortable later, but you, and I already smell the smell of corpses." ”

"Corpse stench?" Akito Hiraga paused for a moment, "Guan Yuan-kun." We haven't started the war yet, where does the smell of corpses come from? ”

"Yaga!" Taro Kanhara glared and scolded: "I said that I can smell it, I can smell it, and there is not only the corpse of the soldier of Shina." And many of them were sent from the corpses of our Imperial Japanese Army, and although it hasn't happened yet, I've already had a hunch. ”

In the 177th Brigade, Taro Guan Yuan was transferred from the Ninth Division, and he was considered a combat veteran after several years in China, so his words naturally had a great degree of credibility.

Listening to Taro Kanhara's words, Akito Hiraga only felt an indescribable melancholy permeated his whole body. I just feel that my heart is tired and panicked, irritable, and I want to smoke a cigarette. But because he smoked too hard today, he had already run out of cigarettes.

On the other side, First Class Private Masao Miyamoto proudly bragged to the recruits next to him: "Don't worry, there is a river dozens of meters wide in front of us." There is no way for the people of China to come over. If they dare to charge, I'll kill them with a single bullet here. ”

The recruits who didn't know what to do looked at the look of adoration in Miyamoto Masao's eyes, until they said that their mouths were tired, Miyamoto Masao spat fiercely, hung the bullet on his waist, picked up the gun and said, "I'll go to the side for convenience." ”

"Be careful!" Akito Hiraga waved his hand.

A recruit said nervously: "Why is it still so quiet, haven't the people of the branch been here for several hours, why haven't they attacked yet?" ”

"Yaga, you idiot. Are you in such a hurry to die? The other recruit next to him was already a little scared, and when he saw his companion say this, he immediately scolded.

"Smack......

Just then, a crisp gunshot rang out. It was so piercing and terrifying, as if ****** had hit the table all at once.

The soldiers looked around uneasily.

"It's the sharpshooter of the Shina people!" Taro Kanhara, who was lying on the ground as soon as the gunshot rang out, whispered to the soldiers around him: "Don't move, lie down!" ”

With the voice of Taro Kanhara, the surrounding soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

A rush of footsteps sounded, and not far away, I saw Masao Miyamoto running back panting with his pants in his hand.

"The Chinese man's marksmanship is too accurate!" He shook the magazine on his chest and said excitedly: "Without it, I'll be finished if I block it!" ”

Everyone looked at his chest and saw a deep mark on the magazine.

The shrill sound of artillery came, it was the sound of shells.

"Mortars of the China!" Taro Kanhara shouted loudly, and he jumped into the fortifications he had just dug first.

More soldiers lay down, but many of the recruits cocked their buttocks, like ostriches.

And Miyamoto Masao, who was still holding his pants, listened carefully, the sharp whistling sound became louder and louder, and he quickly buried his head on the ground and became half-naked again.

The shell exploded more than 100 meters away, and the shrapnel pierced the air, knocking the branches and leaves of the big tree next to it, and the sound sounded so clear that Akito Hiraga was so frightened that he lay motionless in the foxhole, and even breathed. This cannon is still a lot away from itself, but in case it ...... He suddenly panicked inexplicably.

Is this the real war?

The explosion of shells was still lingering in the air, and suddenly a recruit jumped up and shouted: "I am not fighting anymore, I want to go home...... I want to go home! ”

Taro Kanhara jumped out of the trench and kicked the recruit in the ass, kicking him to the ground and yelling.

"Baga, this is just a fire test shot by the Zhi Na man, get down!"

"No...... I want to go home! The recruits began to stand up again.

"Smack!"

There was another shrill whistling in the sky, followed by another shot, then a third, then a fourth......

Taro Kanhara lay motionless in the fortifications, how could the artillery of the people of China be so fierce? This time it was definitely not a mortar. Just as he was thinking about it, a sharp whistling was like the squeak of desperate braking in the moment before the car collided, tearing his heart out.

He instinctively buried his head in the fortifications, and after three or five seconds he was confused, he only heard the deafening explosion, although he hid in the pit, but he did not have the slightest sense of security, the earth under his body began to tremble, shake, he only felt the surrounding sand flying all over his body, a big gust of wind came straight towards him, followed by the sound of explosions, and the earth shook the mountains, and the wind was blowing, and one after another, the entire river beach position was shrouded in thick smoke.

The frightened recruits were running wildly under the fire, and suddenly with a whistling sound, his body swirled in place, and he threw himself to the ground, his head being split in half by shrapnel.

After more than ten minutes, the shelling stopped. Taro Kanhara slowly poked his head out of the foxhole, and the first thing he saw was the bloody body of the recruit, which had been torn into several pieces by the shells.

More and more Japanese soldiers poked their heads out of their bunkers, looking at the broken corpses, and they suddenly remembered the words of Taro Kanhara just now that smelled the smell of corpses.

Everyone understood the meaning of this sentence in an instant.

Human life is so fragile. (To be continued.) )