March 15 is midnight.

In the trenches under the moonlight, there were faint troops marching in columns, and the overturned wheat fields and meadows were still scattered with thick fog and gunsmoke white, and the soldiers' steel helmets reflected a dull luster in the moonlight, extending in a straight line, and for a moment the human head and rifle were clearly visible in the night.

"Be quiet!"

The sergeant whispered a word of advice, and the groans of the wounded soldiers were constantly heard in the deep trenches accompanied by the roar of artillery.

"Quick! Fast! ”

With the order, a platoon of soldiers carried wires and stakes and crawled towards the blasted barbed wire 100 meters ahead, and they had to repair the barbed wire overnight, which was the last barrier to save their lives.

The ground in front of the position is cratered, and from time to time there are sergeants who warn softly, beware of the craters in front of you, and be careful of the mines under your feet!

The night was silent, and the Chinese and Chinese soldiers were not just licking their wounds in the dark night to prepare for the next bloody battle, when these Chinese soldiers were mending the barbed wire on the barbed wire defense line outside Dalian, at the other end of the barbed wire, the same group of soldiers in navy blue military uniforms were crawling in the mud.

The barbed wire outside Dalian has become a nightmare for the army since noon on March 14, and the barbed wire around the trenches is not only the grid-shaped barbed wire that people are accustomed to, the roof-type barbed wire, the snake-bellied barbed wire, the two rows of snake-bellied barbed wire, and the three rows of snake-bellied barbed wire, even the simplest grid-type barbed wire, have also been skillfully arranged into a net-type barbed wire. And behind this barbed wire, which is more than ten meters deep, there is a low barbed wire, which is set slightly higher than the ankle, some are barbed wires, and some are just ordinary wires.

This kind of complex barbed wire is something that the Japanese army has never encountered, even the barbed wire of the Russian army, which they regarded as a nightmare in Lushun, has become a child's thing compared to the barbed wire fence in Dalian, and this is a tool for adults.

A nightmare is a nightmare, and for the Yue army, they had to take down Dalian, a city that they had thought before the war could be defeated with a single charge.

In front of the muddy barbed wire with broken limbs, several Yuben soldiers were cutting the barbed wire with pliers, and as they cut the barbed wire hard, they cursed loudly in their hearts, "Vicious Chinese!" ”

The Chinese use different barbed wire from the Russians, who use a strand of barbed wire, and the spiked iron wire they use cut from thin steel plates, which is very difficult to cut with pliers.

"Damn guinea tail slave!"

Oshima, whose hands were cut by Tie Xing, cursed this deadly barbed wire in his heart, and he had repeatedly witnessed the soldiers who fell into the barbed wire of the Chinese during the charge, and were cut by these iron tips and bled to death from countless wounds while struggling, and the screams of those people seemed to still appear in his ears.

The iron tongs in his hand struggled to cut these iron plates, but it was so difficult.

"Yaga!"

The pain of his hand being cut again made Oshima can't help but shout and scold, and his hand can't help but hit the wire, and before he Oshima realizes that something is wrong, there is a loud sound between the barbed wire.

It is a warning bell made by the Chinese with canned food boxes!

Cans of gravel are hanging from barbed wire, making a sound at the slightest touch.

"I've already taken off ......"

The moment the thought first came to mind.

In the dark night, the bright light of the searchlight slid and flickered like a huge straight board, and one white light stopped and shook slightly, and another white light followed, and at the intersection of them, Oshima and others, who had been cutting barbed wire, were reflected in this lamppost.

The next moment after the dull roar of artillery and the loud sound of explosions, the shells scattered in all directions in the positions of the Guards, while the dense creaking of machine guns and submachine guns in the machine gun positions and guard posts of the Guards continued to squeak, roar, shout and roar, passing over the heads of the soldiers who were mending the barbed wire, and the loud noise of large-caliber heavy artillery converged.

When the soldiers tried to escape, the soldiers who repaired the barbed wire fence snuggled into the craters and pulled the trigger on the enemies named by the searchlights.

"That's you!"

Liu Dongfeng, who was wearing the crater, directly pulled the trigger as soon as the front sight ring pressed the back of the soldier who was about to escape, although he had only served for more than three months, but he knew that when aiming quickly, the emergency shot within 100 meters did not need a three-point line, and only needed to use the front sight ring to suppress the enemy.

When the gun rang out, the butt of the rifle was under the effect of the back seat, and he Liu Dongfeng saw that the man fell heavily to the ground, he quickly pulled the bolt, the bolt of the new Type 02 rifle was a little jerky, although it took the strength of the arm to load, but he liked this kind of rifle that hit accurately and far away.

"Hey! It's empty! ”

Or because he was proud, he saw that the enemy he could have hit had fled, so he shook his head helplessly, and at this time, although the rapid fire of the army had stopped, the white light of the searchlight still swept between the barbed wire in front of the trenches, and the sparse gunfire was heard from time to time in the trenches and guard posts of the guards.

"Yaga!"

Seeing this scene from the trenches of the attack, Kigoshi Yasuna, the commander of the Fifth Division, hated and cursed when he saw the soldiers scattered back into the close-up trenches, and then he was powerless, until this time he could understand the distress of General Nogi when attacking Lushun.

After the Battle of Mukden, the Hiroshima Division, which had suffered heavy losses, received news that the Chinese had launched an attack on Mukden's Third Army while resting in Jinzhou, and immediately ordered its troops to prepare for battle.

"It only takes one charge to make the Chinese obediently hand over Dalian!"

But what about the facts? The cruel things in front of him reminded him that there was a Dalian that could be taken by a charge, and it was clearly a Lushun, perhaps there was no dangerous terrain in Lushun, but the Chinese's fortifications were far more dangerous than Lushun, and the 7-kilometer defense line was simply a well-arranged death trap.

"Order the troops, repair tonight, and attack at dawn tomorrow!"

Even if it's a trap, he's going to take it down! Barbed wire, looking at the barbed wire, there was resentment in his eyes, but in the end he raised a slight sneer.

In the night, in the barracks of the Japanese army, there was a strange atmosphere, the moans of the wounded soldiers from time to time were accompanied by some terrible howls, and blood gushed from the wounds of the wounded soldiers from time to time, staining their clothes and bandages, and among those wounded, there was not one who held his head and shouted.

"Long live Ben!"

There were also people shouting hooray, even mad and hysterical, shouting to kill the dolphin-tailed slaves, but many more wounded were there muttering "Mama", "Mihui", "Jiamei" and the like.

After bandaging his wounds in the bandage booth with his gun, Oshima was about to return to camp when he suddenly heard a groan from one side, followed by a faint voice.

"Military ...... Juncao, please give me a glass of water......"

Looking down and seeing a wounded soldier with a broken leg moaning on the ground, in yesterday's attack, many people's legs were blown off, the Chinese planted a large number of mines on the battlefield, and those mines are different from the mines used by the Lu people, step on it, he can't blow up people, the power is at most to blow up one of your legs.

Mines that can't blow up people are more terrifying than mines made of mines and shells that show [***], stepping on a mine the size of a cigarette box, you can't die, but there is one more cripple in the world, and in the bandage station, thousands of people have one leg blown up.

Mines and barbed wire, in the past two days, is the nightmare of everyone in the Fifth Division, the underground mines make them dare not let go of their steps to charge, they are slowed down by the mines, and they have become the target of machine guns and rifles, even if they are lucky enough to rush to the barbed wire, but they are trapped by the barbed wire, and in the end no one can survive to break through the defense line composed of mines and barbed wire.

"Do you bring water?"

Oshima asked his colleague next to him, and Hayata, who had a bandage on his head, handed Oshima his water bottle.

Bending down, Oshima helped the wounded soldier to drink water, and there was a hint of gratitude on the wounded soldier's face.

"Slow down, slow down! Don't drink so quickly! ”

When he was telling the wounded soldier, Oshima suddenly saw that the wounded soldier didn't know where he got a bayonet, and when he was about to grab it, he shouted "Mom! ", while slashing his own neck with a bayonet.

The wounded soldier with blood spurting from his neck had a hint of relief on his face, and it was then that Oshima realized that the bayonet was his own.

"Alright, Oshima, people always have to die!"

Hayada patted Oshima, who had an unnatural expression.

"It's better to be dead than to be crippled!"

Oh, yes! It's better to be dead than to be crippled! Oshima nodded, by the light of the kerosene lamp, he looked at the wounded soldiers around him, many of them had lost their calves, and how many people would ...... when they were defeated, and suddenly he felt a little cold in his legs.

After leaving the bandage room, the appearance of the wounded soldier who committed suicide appeared in front of Oshima's eyes from time to time, and that appearance even changed in his mind, becoming his familiar colleagues, and even himself.

"The emperor has been continuous for a long time, and it has not changed for a long time, and the small stones have condensed into a clench, and the auspicious ...... of green moss has been born."

A few hundred meters away there was a burst of singing, through the light of the fire, Oshima saw a group of soldiers in new uniforms, those people were replenishment, perhaps originally supposed to be replenished to the Tieling front, but now in the place where they were asked to go ashore, and the Chinese army was desperate, they were singing the national anthem around the bonfire, there was the protection of the hill here, they did not need to worry about the shelling of the Chinese, so they could sing to their heart's content, and after singing a few songs, an officer stood up.

"Tomorrow, we will go to the battlefield, let us chant together, long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

The young recruits, who had just come out of school and the countryside, stood up and shouted with their hands raised.

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

(To be continued)