On the mouth of the Huangpu River and the Yangtze River, more than 100 warships lined up in an attack formation, more than 1,000 large-caliber artillery pieces kept roaring, and shells rained down on the Chinese troops stationed in Shanghai. Thousands of bombers and fighters of different types danced wildly in the sky of Shanghai, and in the midst of the sharp whistling sound, a string of heavy bombs smashed down on this land belonging to China, and constantly advanced with carpet bombing, setting off in an instant a huge torrent of terrible metal that could almost scorch the earth.

The Marines of various types of landing ships have succeeded in landing on Chinese soil with an astonishing base of 3,700 men per batch, and as far as the eye can see, the entire beach is full of dense Saimoto marines.

Those who have not experienced this kind of war can never imagine what a tragic and dangerous situation those [***] people will face!

Bullets of different models, calibers, and lethality bounced horizontally, vertically, and in small arcs on hard rocks in the air, forming a web of death where there was hardly any gap. When the hordes of bombers flew over Shanghai, it might have been a simple press of the bomb button for the bomber pilots, but after a few minutes, the place they passed through would be completely overwhelmed by the torrent of death formed by steel.

In the face of the bombshells that exploded on the ground at the same time, in the face of the hundreds of millions of shrapnel, mixed with a large amount of debris from the concrete floor, radiating at subsonic speed, whether you are a well-equipped German armor division, or a local unit that only has an old-fashioned rifle twenty years ago in your hand and finally fills its stomach before going to the battlefield, or a professional soldier of the Central Military Academy Teaching Brigade who has been rigorously trained by German special forces instructors and can be called the most combat-effective in China, the only thing they can do, It is to let their bodies work harder to lie in the trenches that are temporarily dug up, and they really can't provide them with too much protection and security, and look forward to the favor of the god of luck!

In this big Shanghai, which has invested millions of troops on both sides one after another, and is already destined to be completely covered by steel and gunpowder smoke and become a purgatory on earth, in the face of the joint operations of the navy, land and air forces, which occupies an absolute superiority in firepower, the squadron will lose one division a day!

The war is escalating, and the Chinese army, division after division, is thrown into the battlefield, but they are facing a human purgatory that cannot be filled with human life and flesh and blood! Some of these divisional units were killed in less than three hours, and some lost two-thirds in just five hours. In the fiercest battlefield of the war, a company was killed in ten minutes, and a battalion was defeated in thirty minutes!

At this time, Uncle Death really laughed like crazy! He jumped and jumped and laughed and screamed, twisting his body and squealing with pleasure, while swinging the huge scythe in his hand vigorously, struggling to harvest the life that was getting cheaper and cheaper, but the bloody breath was getting stronger and stronger, and the madness was getting heavier and heavier.

When the bombers finally swaggered away from the sky, and the soldiers who had finally escaped the catastrophe slapped off the dust and mud that had a strong smell of blood on their clothes, and before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the expressions on the faces of all of them froze again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom !!"

……

The dull and dense roar, with the mad screech of death again, pierced everyone's ears fiercely. On the surface of the Huangpu River and at the mouth of the Yangtze River, more than 100 battleships and frigates of different types of the Chinese army were moored, and thousands of large-caliber artillery pieces roared wildly together.

After carpet bombing and intensive shelling, the [***] people who were still able to hold their positions paid half the price of casualties before engaging the enemy!

After the Meiji Restoration, China has become an industrial country, and China is still an agricultural country with 40,000,000 compatriots and millions of square kilometers of land. In terms of pure firepower, the firepower of the weapons possessed by one division can be equal to that of eight Chinese divisions!

The wounded lay in the crater and kept moaning, but in the face of such dense enemy fire, the ambulance personnel of the stretcher team could not lead the wounded out of the line of fire at all, they could only lie in the distance, watching these wounded moaning helplessly, watching the blood flow out of their wounds.

Besides, even if they carried the wounded off the line of fire, what would they do? Now all the hospitals and temporary field hospitals are full of seriously wounded, there is no plasma, no anesthetics, even the most basic medical disinfectant alcohol is in short supply, and the hemostatic bandages they use are removed from the wounded and then used repeatedly, I don't know how many wounded are lying in the square outside the hospital, staring at a pair of big eyes, until the painful moans they let out slowly disappear......

"Let me go, let me go, I still have a sixty-year-old mother to raise, I still have a wife and son, I don't want to die!"

A platoon commander with blood all over his body, tears and snot on his face, facing Ma Lan's hoarse waving of his arms, he hissed: "We can't hold it, the enemy is about to attack!" I'm alone in our entire battalion, and you want me to turn back, how can I guard when I go back alone? He said that he was going to call, so you should run quickly, or you won't be able to run away......"

Ma Lan looked at the platoon commander in front of her who was overly frightened, her eyes were dilated, and the muscles on her face were trembling, she frowned slightly, and asked, "You said that the position in front has been lost?" ”

"Listen, listen! I said that I am still shelling, and as soon as the shelling stops, they will rush over, what are you still standing here stupidly for? There's no one to oversee you anymore, they're all dead, all of them are dead! ”

The platoon commander stretched out his hand and pointed at the light and heavy machine guns mounted on the sandbags and the submachine guns they had in hand, and cried: "Why are you pointing guns at me, everyone is Chinese, why do you want to point guns at me, do you have to force me to die, are you willing?" You don't know, those who say they are crazy, they are not afraid of death at all! I saw with my own eyes a soldier who had been hit by four bullets, but he rushed up and stabbed our company commander to death with a bayonet, he was facing me right at the time, he was still laughing there even if he died, he was smiling at me! They are not human beings at all, they are just a group of beasts that cannot be killed and are not afraid to fight! ”

"No one is going to shoot you."

Ma Lan once again took a deep look at the platoon commander in front of her, she reached out and waved at the soldiers behind her, signaling them to disarm the alarm, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to waste precious bullets on you!" ”

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I will not forget you, and I will never forget your kindness in my life......"

The platoon commander kept thanking him without saying anything, while reaching out to cover his face, and ran through the defensive line set by the overseer team in a panic, even if he was already frightened and delirious, he still clearly understood in his subconscious what a shameful incident it was to be a deserter in this kind of war to defend his home and country.

Suddenly, the platoon commander's true voice stopped abruptly, and his arms were thrown out, revealing a face full of horror and disbelief. Just as he passed by Ma Lan's side, Ma Lan stretched out her left hand and grabbed his neck, and her right hand pulled out the 98k bayonet on her body almost at the same time!

The long, narrow and sharp bayonet pierced the platoon commander's heart precisely along the gap between the ribs. In the last seconds of his life, he heard Ma Lan's voice colder than the blade: "Remember, it's not just Yu himself who is not afraid of death!" You are so timid, how can you be a soldier?! ”

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