'Sixty meters, fifty meters, forty meters!' ’

Zhang Cong looked at the Japanese who were getting closer and closer, and silently calculated the distance between the two sides in his heart. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the Japanese basically have no officers, there are still some officers who are secretly hiding from the snipers.

Just a few minutes earlier, a Japanese officer hiding in the shadows had given the order to attack, and no other Japanese officer had come forward to oppose it, which meant that the officer's order was valid.

The Japanese Army has a strict hierarchy system, and on the battlefield, you must unconditionally obey the orders of your superiors, even if the officer who gives you orders is not from the same division as you.

It was a second lieutenant who gave the order, and if there was an officer with a higher rank than him, and if he felt that the order was wrong, they would stop the order and issue a new one.

No one refused, which meant that the second lieutenant was the supreme commander on the battlefield at this time, and all Japanese soldiers on the front line had to obey his orders.

Some Japanese soldiers were a little frightened in their hearts, and at the same time they were a little disgusted by this order, no one wanted to go up and die at this time, although staying here would also be a death, but if they lived a little longer, maybe the captain would give the order to retreat, and then they would not have to die.

But the second lieutenant knew very well that if the battle was like this, maybe his superiors would not blame the soldiers, but as an officer, if he gave the order to retreat, then after he returned, his fate would definitely be miserable.

Anyway, he had a rotten life, and there were so many people buried with him when he died, if the order to retreat was given, the soldiers would have survived, but what about him? Who cares about him?

If you want to blame, you can only blame the officers who are taller than him for dying.

He had no choice but to order his troops to charge, rush as far as they could, and then fight the enemy with bayonets, even if they were defeated, as long as he could destroy this army, not only would he not have any responsibility, but he would also make a contribution to it.

At this time, the Japanese bushido spirit had not yet been fully promoted, and although the Japanese soldiers had begun to slowly accept this idea, after all, this kind of thing had to have a gradual process.

The method chosen by the Japanese top leadership is from top to bottom, and at present, the promotion and brainwashing in the circle of officers has just been completed, and the grassroots level of the army is still promoting it, and because they are in Korea, the intensity of promotion is not as great as that of those divisions and regiments in China, but it is also a matter of time, but now it is not.

Some people want to retreat, and some people want to attack, no matter what everyone thought before.

After the second lieutenant gave the order to attack, they had no choice but to bury their heads in the attack, and at the same time secretly prayed in their hearts, hoping that Apayasu would take care of them and not let the bullets hit them.

The distance was getting closer, and Zhang Cong had already removed six grenades from his tactical vest. Holding the grenade tightly in one hand, his eyes staring at the Japanese soldiers in front of him.

Don't think that grenades are just thrown indiscriminately without caring about anything, throwing grenades is actually very tactical.

In order to maximize the damage, save ammunition, and prolong the battle, the top management of the Royal Army did not put much effort into this aspect, and finally after several months of discussion and testing, they finally came up with a relatively reasonable plan.

Each class of 12 people is equipped with a total of 72 grenades, if thrown at the same time, although it can play a very shocking scene, but it is meaningless for lethality.

On the battlefield, it doesn't mean that killing the enemy is an effective defense or offense, most of the time, just injure them and make the enemy incapacitated.

Therefore, according to their tactical arrangement, during the defensive battle, a squad squats together in the trench, so the distance to occupy the trench is about ten to twenty meters, like the scene of people in the trench in the TV series, which is simply nonsense.

Can the enemy still attack man after man? Of course it is impossible, unless the enemy is stupid to do so.

The Type 03 grenade weighs 0.6 kg, has an explosion radius of twenty meters, and an effective kill radius of six meters.

In other words, a grenade can cover a range of about 12 meters in front of you, and if you are lucky, you can cover 15 meters.

So in the face of a squad distance, it is enough to arrange only one soldier to throw grenades at a time, and it doesn't matter where it is not covered, isn't it still eleven fighters waiting?

Therefore, their tactic is to arrange only one person to throw grenades at a time, and when the six grenades are thrown, they will notify the comrades next to them to continue throwing grenades, so as to meet the requirements of uninterrupted grenades and unabated firepower at close range.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as some guys with amazing arm strength, who can often still keep the grenade farther, even up to about forty or fifty meters.

For this kind of person, each class will basically take out half of the grenade of the whole class and give it to him, and then fix him to throw the grenade alone.

'Thirty meters! ‘‘

Zhang Cong counted silently in his heart, and quickly pulled out the safety on the grenade, and there was a piece in the palm of his hand that could not be held with the grenade, and then aimed the piece at the butt, smashed it hard, and then threw the grenade out with all his might.

If you throw a grenade standing up, Zhang Cong's best score is forty-nine meters, but this is a lying position, because there is no cover of the trench, Zhang Cong does not dare to lift his body too high, thirty meters, this is the distance that Zhang Cong is sure to throw, but it is also a little difficult.

The grenade had just come out of his hand, and Zhang Cong didn't care to see if the grenade was still accurate, let alone how many people the grenade he threw out had hit.

Instead, he quickly picked up a new grenade from his hand, directly removed the insurance, and then looked up in front of him.

'Boom~~~'

As the grenade landed, a cloud of black smoke and dust rose up, and the fragments on the outside of the grenade instantly split into countless pieces, mixed with dozens of tiny steel balls in the middle.

The steel balls were mixed with fragments, and they quickly dispersed towards the surroundings at a speed beyond the reach of the naked eye, but all the Japanese troops within its attack range were all shot and fell to the ground, and there was even one unlucky, a finger-sized shrapnel, which burrowed into the head hard, and the whole person instantly softened and fell to the ground motionless.

As Zhang Cong threw the first grenade, other comrades-in-arms who were still in charge of the grenade also threw grenades.

After all, it is professionally trained, and throwing grenades does not cost money, and there are no expenses or anything like that. Each unit was issued with a lot of training grenades, which were exactly the same as real grenades, except that they were not filled with gunpowder, and this kind of grenade would not explode when thrown out, and it could be recycled.

In addition to tactical training, the fighters usually go to training to throw grenades, and on average, they don't throw 510 times a day? Experience has long been thrown.

Therefore, with a round of grenade attacks, the Japanese army, which had already rushed to a distance of 30 meters, was instantly engulfed in by the grenades, and nearly 100 grenades went down, forcibly widening the distance between the two sides to about 40 meters.

And some of the Japanese soldiers who escaped by luck were not much luckier, in addition to being shocked, their movements also began to deform, and even some people were directly stunned there, as if they were scared silly.

And how could the riflemen, who had already been prepared, let go of this opportunity? Thirty or forty meters away, and it's a semi-fixed target that doesn't move much, how embarrassing it would be if you can't get on the target?

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"I'm Second Lieutenant Fujita, rush forward, kill them all, and avenge the dead comrades!" Second Lieutenant Fujita buried his body deep behind a corpse, and with the help of a large tree as a cover, he shouted to the surrounding Japanese soldiers.

"Baga, it's all like this, rush, rush! Rush! Rush! What are you rushing? Sooner or later, we will die at the hands of this bastard. It's time to retreat, and after resting, launch a new offensive, I really don't know how Fujita became this second lieutenant. A Japanese soldier Cao Chang secretly scolded angrily, obviously, he was very dissatisfied with this order of Second Lieutenant Fujita, Second Lieutenant Fujita himself hid as if he was something, and he was embarrassed to order them to charge?

Immediately afterwards, the Japanese soldier Cao Chang stretched out his foot and gently kicked the new soldier Kawakami Komaru who was lying beside him and was trembling: "Boy, get up and charge, a person like you who is afraid will not survive on the battlefield." “

After saying that, the Japanese soldier left the bunker with a slight dodge and was the first to rush forward.

Scolding is scolding, but he still has to listen to the officer's orders, this is military discipline, and no Japanese soldier can disobey the order.

More and more Japanese servicemen left their bunkers and rushed towards enemy positions a few dozen meters away.

At the same time, the gunfire on the opposite side became more and more intensive, and one by one, the comrades-in-arms who had just crossed Kawakami Komaru were shot one after another and fell to the ground, wailing in pain, this scene happened to be seen by Kawakami Komaru.

Kawakami Komaru was just a recruit who had just served for a year, and had just arrived in Korea from China a month ago, and he was not ready for war, but war had already come.

The sound of gunshots made Kawakami Komaru tremble with fright, and he almost threw away the rifle in his hand.

Looking at his fallen comrades one after another, Kawakami Komaru instantly became even more frightened.

However, he can't lie here all the time, otherwise he will be dealt with as a deserter, a deserter, he can't afford it, and his family can't afford it.

Kawakami Komaru became a soldier so that his family could live a more dignified life, so he couldn't be a deserter.

Kawakami Komaru roared, and he didn't know if it was really effective, or if he was comforting himself, and after a loud roar, Kawakami Komaru seemed to be possessed by Amaterasu.

Bullets flew on the battlefield, but there was no evasive action, just a vigorous head to rush forward, but he was not hit by the bullet, the nearest bullet was only about a dozen centimeters away from him, and then hit the unlucky guy behind him.

At a distance of about thirty meters from the enemy's position, Kawakami Komaru seemed to be no longer afraid, and he believed that Amaterasu must have taken care of him.

Suddenly, Kawakami Komaru saw someone on the other side throw something out, round, not big, but instinctively, Kawakami Komaru felt that this thing seemed to be dangerous.

Run, for a while, Kawakami Komaru only had this one idea, so he stepped away and continued to run towards the opposite side.

There was a loud bang, which finally confirmed his suspicion, and this was indeed a very dangerous thing.

But then, Kawakami Komaru felt a sudden sharp pain in his entire back, as well as the back of his head, accompanied by a warm, sticky feeling.

The next moment, Kawakami Komaru lost consciousness. (To be continued.) )