Chapter 228: What is it waiting for?
Frankly speaking, the Japanese army's ability to build fortifications was far superior to that of the Guo soldiers, but in the face of unreasonable fighting methods, no one could rely on the fortifications to carry over.
"We should rush out and fight them hand-to-hand......"
The Japanese soldiers huddled in the anti-gun holes huddled together and talked, because no one wanted to be killed by a grenade.
"Okay, you go and rush, I dare say that if you can't run more than three meters, you will be killed by a grenade."
Jun Cao's words, all the soldiers in the entire anti-artillery hole that roared were speechless anymore. Everyone understands that what he shouted just now is the truth.
No one could have imagined that the porcelain grenade, which was contemptuously called "lump of earth" by the Japanese army, could actually put them in the current predicament.
There was almost no shouting outside, only the crisp sound of German pistols and the sound of grenades that kept exploding.
Their artillery holes had just been exposed by a soldier who had rushed out, and were now the focus of grenades.
The porcelain grenade didn't explode loudly because it didn't have much charge. But those messy metal projectiles can fly ten meters away under the porcelain shards and kill people.
In this respect alone, it is not at all less powerful than the Japanese army's grenades, or the Gong grenades of the past.
The trenches that had previously attacked the Chinese army crumbled as soon as they got close to themselves. Stabbing someone with a bayonet from behind is refreshing and not dangerous.
Can ...... now
As soon as they got close to the other party's trench, the porcelain grenade kept being thrown out. It is no exaggeration to say that it is denser than the hail of summer.
Fortunately, the Chinese soldiers were not physically strong, and their training was very poor, because they could not throw far and could not be thrown accurately.
It is self-evident that since the possession of that kind of porcelain grenade, the resistance of the Chinese soldiers has become more fierce, and the difficulty of capturing their positions and the casualties have increased rapidly.
But no one could do anything about this, and I heard that the team that went to the countryside to clean up encountered the guerrillas of the Eighth Road, and they had always suffered heavy casualties because of the lack of effective weapons.
But with the clay porcelain grenade, it caused great pressure on the clearance troops.
After all, a bullet can only hit a straight line. A grenade, even if it is close, can put everyone within ten square meters in danger.
Just like now, the worries of all the people in the barrage are like holding a raging wild cat in their arms.
If you keep hiding here, someone will throw a few grenades in from the outside, and no one in the artillery hole will be able to escape.
If you don't hide here, you will rush out, and if you get close to the entrance of the cave, you will be hit by grenade shrapnel.
What to do, dying on the battlefield is not a difficult thing, but if you want to survive on the battlefield, it is so difficult and tormenting.
In the expectant eyes of everyone, the explosion at the entrance of the cave never stopped.
Indeed, you can guess how cheap that kind of porcelain grenade will be, no wonder the Chinese soldiers can use the grenade to block the entrance of the anti-artillery hole all the time.
Suddenly, the explosion at the entrance of the cave stopped, and everyone was almost stunned.
"Quick, rush out......"
The military cao shouted in the anti-artillery hole, and the sound shook the wall of the anti-artillery cave to a buzzing sound.
But before he could be the first to rush in, suddenly several grenades were thrown in from the outside, and the grenades fell to the ground, and the grenades rolled in a faint smoke.
"Grenade"
Subconsciously, Jun Cao stretched out his foot and kicked the grenade to the side, then turned around and threw himself backwards.
A violent explosion exploded at the entrance of the cave, and a flurry of shelmel flew in the anti-artillery hole.
However, the grenade kicked out by Juncao exploded outside, causing the person who had just thrown the grenade outside to let out a loud moan.
The smoke in the bombshell made the gas masks feel that there was not enough oxygen, and they took off their gas masks and breathed in the air of the bombshell, which was full of choking gunsmoke.
But no one paid attention at this time, and more grenades were thrown in from the outside, all the way to the deepest part of the anti-artillery hole.
The living people looked at each other helplessly, knowing that their fate was already doomed.
Several grenades exploded one after the other, and a clear scream came from the anti-gun hole - Mom.
"It turns out that the devils also have mothers, I thought they were jumping out of the cracks in the stones."
Outside the bomb shelter, a few soldiers who were in charge of clearing the bomb shelter threw a few more grenades into disbelief, and there was no more sound in the bomb shelter after the explosion.
Only then did someone come in with a box cannon in one hand and a flashlight drill in the other.
He made a rough observation of the situation in the lower anti-artillery hole, and kicked the crooked corpses piled together. The man collected his pistol and began to get the Japanese weapons, bullets, and other equipment outside.
When he dragged a few rifles out and straightened up in the trenches, he found that the remaining Japanese soldiers in the entire stronghold were retreating under the dense fire net of box guns.
They dragged their weapons and bent over, not even daring to turn around and shoot, just trying to escape from the hopeless battle in front of them.
In the back was the firing of semi-automatic rifles from box guns, and in front were additional strongholds. As long as they run there, they still have hope of survival.
Realizing that the soldiers had no intention of resisting, the soldiers of the three reconnaissance battalions began to turn to the other, and the bombs dropped from the air exploded into a sea of fire.
And by the flames, the people who could see the paratrooper school had run out of the barbed wire fence on those fronts and continued to crouch in the ground and fiddle with their big boxes.
Still others were shooting at the devil's bunker to minimize the pressure they were under.
However, to everyone's surprise, at this time, a delta wing swooped down in the sky. Although it was on the battlefield with guns and cannons, everyone who saw it was stunned.
Because it was completely silent, if it were not for the fact that they had to wait for the people of the paratrooper school to open an offensive channel at this time, the officers and men of the guard battalion of the Guo Army would not have believed it.
The "Giant Eagle" dived quite fast, and when it flew by, a bomb half a meter long and not too thick fell.
In front of it was a long pole half a meter long, which was pierced directly into the machine-gun pillbox from which the Japanese were firing. It's strange that this thing didn't explode, and I don't know what it was waiting for.
This spectacle not only made the officers and soldiers waiting to attack look at each other and didn't know what was wrong, but someone was quietly muttering,
"What the hell is it waiting for, is it a dud, what are the people of the paratrooper school playing......"
The Japanese officers and soldiers in the same stronghold also muttered in their hearts. However, unlike the officers and men of Guo, in the course of the battle with the paratrooper school, they knew one thing, and that was that the stranger it looked, the more powerful it became.
For example, the kind of bomb that would have jumped the Polaris is said to have covered enough area to burn the tents of a brigade to ashes at that time on the territorial defense line.
So what about this slender guy, it's holding back something bad if it doesn't explode!