Chapter 109: Explosion is Art
As far as the eye could see, a huge ball of fire shot up into the sky, and the light from the explosion illuminated a radius of several miles as if it were day.
Boom ——!
An earth-shattering bang pierced the night sky.
Then the sound of the explosion continued, and patches of dirt and rubble were thrown into the air, faintly, and several humanoid objects could be seen flying in the air, and then a large number of stones fell like a meteor shower.
The shock wave swept through like ripples, and the four people hiding in the trench lay dead on the ground, not daring to raise their heads for a long time, for fear that they would be blown away by the violent shock wave if they were not careful.
After a moment, Shen Chunliang raised his head, shook his head, shook off the dirt scattered on his head, took out his binoculars, and looked towards the area of the explosion.
In the telescope, the original orderly arsenal has disappeared, replaced by a devastated and dilapidated warehouse, barracks, kennels, devils, all these things have disappeared without a trace.
Seeing such a scene, Shen Chunliang was afraid for a while, thinking to himself, Lao Tzu just took this kind of thing and felt it under the car.
If this is blown up in the middle of the road, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find the scum now.
"Is the devil's bomb so powerful?" Shen Chunliang asked.
"Impossible, if the devil's explosives are so powerful, then let's still make a fart, the plane drops a few big bombs casually, and one of our battalions will be scrapped. By the way, Ryoko, where did you press the bomb? ”
Shen Chunliang pinched his chin and pondered, this is indeed the case, and then think about the scene when the bomb was planted at that time, "I didn't have time to take a closer look, anyway, it was hidden under a few boxes of gunpowder." Shen Chunliang said.
"A few boxes, dozens of boxes, right? With this power, these few tons of gunpowder can't be exploded like this. ”
"It's not a foreign text, it's a bird text, and I don't know it, I just lifted the lid and took a look, and when I saw that it was gunpowder, I stuffed it underneath."
Listening to Shen Chunliang's words, Dong Jinbao stretched out his thumb, "Liangzi, cow!" I can't believe you can play with gunpowder better than I do. I knew this was the case inside, and I followed you inside, maybe the power of this explosion could be a little greater. ”
"Come on, just your lump, lying under the car, it is estimated that you haven't gone far, your butt will have to grind off a layer, not five pounds, but also three pounds." The second dog ruthlessly hit Dong Jinbao's obscenity.
Dong Jinbao disdainful, anyway, he made the explosives, and with this alone, he can blow this matter for the rest of his life.
After Tu Hanqing took the binoculars and looked at them, he asked, "Are we still fighting in ambush?" ”
"Don't fight, run quickly, such a big movement, I'm afraid that the devils in the surrounding counties will be alarmed, if we run late, I'm afraid we really can't go back." According to this situation, the task assigned to us by the head of the regiment should be considered a successful completion. ”
Dong Jinbao shook his head, such a beautiful scene, he really wanted to watch it for a while, but unfortunately the situation did not allow it.
A few people were just about to leave, Dong Jinbao suddenly stopped in front of a big tree, "What a big move we made, let's leave a name!" ”
"You have to keep it by yourself, don't take me with you!" Shen Chunliang is not very public, he is the kind of character who does good deeds and does not leave a name.
"How about I think of a nickname for Mighty?" Dong Jinbao asked.
"Big-bellied grasshopper!" The two dogs rushed to answer.
"It's not level, well, it's called Bomb Maniac], it's as simple and crude as a bomb."
"You can call it anything, hurry up and get it, we'll withdraw when we're done!" Shen Chunliang urged, because time was pressing, the devil would come over to support at any time.
"Dirt rat, do me a favor and hang the bark of this tree for me."
Tu Hanqing didn't talk nonsense, pulled out the dagger and began to pluck the bark, "What are you going to engrave?" ”
"Explosion is art, and a new bomb maniac Dong Jinbao is here to visit."
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Duck Dock.
The first rays of dawn shone on a blood-stained trench.
Seeing this ray of sunshine, Shi Zhijian, who had barely closed his eyes all night, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's dawn!
Although the Eighth Route Army is good at night battles, it is also afraid of night battles, especially this kind of dark night when you can barely see your fingers.
Night blindness, which is also a problem that has plagued the Eighth Route Army for many years.
Because of the long-term lack of food and malnutrition, many soldiers suffered from night blindness.
The so-called night blindness is literal, once it gets dark, you can't see anything clearly, because this also causes a lot of non-combat attrition for the second team.
Kurosawa's steady style of play almost did not give the second battalion a chance to fight again, which also made the second battalion suffer a lot of losses.
And this kid doesn't know where he learned his skills, so he will sneak up on sneak attacks at night, but fortunately, the little devil is not very familiar with night raids, and he stepped on the mines arranged by the second company, otherwise this position would have been almost lost.
After that sneak attack, Shi Zhijian barely slept at night.
The number of people was counted, and there were more than 260 people, and all of them were injured.
The most important thing is ammunition, which can not hold out for a day.
I took out the binoculars with only one tube left, and looked at the position of the devil, which seemed to be quite stable and there was no movement.
Spit out a breath of turbid air and arrange several important fire points.
The heavy machine gun was gone, and it was damaged by the devil's 92 gun.
Touching the only heavy machine gun in the whole regiment, Shi Zhijian felt distressed.
Hope it can be fixed!
After inspecting the circle, he took out half of the nest head in his arms, wiped it out in two bites, and drank a sip of cold water, which was considered to replenish his strength.
With a sunny smile on his face, the communication soldier trotted in front of Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian saw his virtue, and hurriedly asked: "What's a good thing, say it quickly!" ”
"Report, the regiment commander said that fifty soldiers would be sent over for reinforcements in a while!"
"The head of the regiment is so generous? Are there still so many idlers in the group? ”
"It's unblocked, it's the first batch of those fighters who were quarantined, and now they've been released, and there will be another batch tomorrow, and there will be more of them." The communications soldier said excitedly.
Shi Zhijian clenched his fists, and was overjoyed in his heart, although the soldiers who were isolated were from the third battalion and not the main force, but there were many veterans, and with the addition of these veterans, Shi Zhijian felt that he could hold on for two more days.
The sun rose, shining on the body warmly, making people sleepy, Shi Zhijian took out a few cigarettes and handed them to the communication soldier, "Send it to the brothers, each of them take a sip to refresh themselves, and then take turns to squint for a while." ”
The signal corps left, Shi Zhijian began to patrol the front again, and the soldiers could take turns napping, but he, the battalion commander, did not have this right, he had to stay awake at all times and be ready to command the battle.
"Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
Several mortars flew over and landed on a fake point of fire.
"Damn, don't you want money for this cannonball?" Shi Zhijian scolded, and then continued to inspect.
From time to time, the shells fell on the position, sparsely and weakly, as if they were trying.
The second battalion has also gotten used to it these days, if you want to shoot artillery, you can fight, I dug the fortifications well, your shells are basically ineffective against me, you are not afraid of consumption, just fight.
It was past ten o'clock, Shi Zhijian's sleepiness hit, and he stumbled over without taking a few steps, and the heralds around him hurriedly stretched out their hands to help, "Battalion commander, rest for a while, you haven't slept for two days." ”
He took out his monoculars again, observed the enemy situation once, and confirmed that the devil and the puppet army really did not make any big moves, and then he said to the herald: "I'll squint, remember to call me in half an hour." Shi Zhijian gave a word, and then leaned against the trench and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, Shi Zhijian shook his spirit, and then quickly came to his senses, raised his wrist and looked at the time, 11:03
Shi Zhijian, who had just woken up, immediately scolded the herald next to him: "Xiao Zhao! Why the fuck didn't you call me, didn't half an hour pass early? ”
Xiao Zhao, a communications soldier, said aggrievedly: "Battalion commander, there is indeed no movement in the enemy's position!" ”
"Are you the battalion commander, or am I the battalion commander, you have to be able to understand that you are here to be the battalion commander." After saying that, he took out his binoculars and looked at the enemy's position.
After looking at it for a while, it seems to be the same as before, and nothing has changed.
Looking at the communication soldier who bowed his head and was silent, Shi Zhijian also knew that his temper was a little bigger just now, "Okay, don't take it as an example, an order is an order, no discount, the battlefield is changing rapidly, maybe you missed the fighter because of your soft-heartedness!" ”
"Yes!"
"Go and see what's going on in the first battalion, the devils on our side have been quiet for too long, I'm afraid they have some bad tricks."
"Yes!" The herald Xiao Zhao agreed, and went to contact the first battalion.
The position of the 1st Battalion was about 5 kilometers away from the 2nd Battalion, which was not far, but because of the terrain, the pressure there was much less than that of the 2nd Battalion.
But if Kurosawa concentrates his forces, the first battalion will not be able to bear it.
Time passed bit by bit, and the devils on the opposite side began to shrink their formations, and faintly began to move backwards.
Is this to be withdrawn?
Or do you want to transfer forces to fight a battalion?
The devil's abnormal movements made Shi Zhijian unable to figure out for a while.
Pass down the order to cheer up the whole battalion and prevent the devil's tricks.
After a while, I found that the devil's front was really moving back, and judging from the arrangement of troops, this was preventing a battalion from charging?
No, Kurosawa just replenished a squadron yesterday, and now he is in an advantage in either way, so he shouldn't be so cautious.
After a while, the herald returned, "Report! ”
"Say, what's going on over there in the first battalion?"
"The first battalion repelled a charge of the devils in the morning, and then it didn't move."
It looks like it's similar here.
It's past noon, and the devil's side is still very quiet, and the heavy weapons hidden in the bunkers have also withdrawn from the battlefield.
Little devil, this is going to be withdrawn?
Shi Zhijian rubbed his eyes and confirmed again.
That's right!
No matter how you look at it, the devil is going to retreat in rhythm.
Pressing the joy in his heart, he sent a few clever warriors to touch it and check the specific situation of the devil.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the devils and the puppet army had all withdrawn from their positions, leaving an empty area.
At this point, the battle of Duck Dock is over, and Kurosawa has also returned home because his hometown was stolen.