my bright sword career

Chapter 137 Raise Your Hands
"boom……"

A 155mm howitzer bomb hit the back of a small hillside and exploded. The seven or eight Japanese soldiers hiding there were instantly blown into a cloud of blood and debris.

Ihara Heihachi, who was tens of meters away from the explosion point, put his hands on his chest, keeping his body a fist distance from the ground, and he remained motionless despite the shells exploding around him. In this case, running around is the most stupid, but lying down in place has the greatest chance of survival.

Of course, there is also a way to lie down. It is not advisable to put the whole body on the ground regardless. There must be something to cushion when lying down, otherwise the violent vibration when the shell explodes will damage the internal organs of the person. .

"Give it to Tusi..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to have heard the order to attack amidst the deafening gunfire. He followed the sound with some surprise, and found that a captain was waving a command knife dozens of meters away, hissing and trying his best to drive away Dozens of soldiers continued to charge forward.

"This idiot!"

Ihara Heihachi spat out a sentence.

Sure enough, just 1 minute later, the captain was torn into pieces by artillery fire, and he couldn't find it anyway.

As a veteran soldier who has served for four years, apart from his own skills, what Heihara Heihachi is best at is how to save his life on the cruel battlefield. He has always sneered at those guys who are always shouting jade broken .

For him, he has been fighting in China for four years, and he is already worthy of His Majesty the Emperor.As for the matter of dying in battle for His Majesty the Emperor, just talk about it. Whoever takes it seriously is a fool. If he dies in battle, who will take care of his elderly mother and wife at home?

His Majesty the Emperor?Don't be kidding, he can be sure that if he really died in battle in Huaxia, the only thing his wife can do is to go to the tea house to sell her body, otherwise the whole family will be at risk of starving to death.

The place where Heihachi Ihara was lying on his stomach was a crater against the back slope. According to his estimation, the crater should be left by a large-caliber mortar. Since there is a back slope as a cover, there is no need to worry about the bullets on the hillside hitting here. So it should be safe here for now.

After a while, he noticed that the opponent's shelling began to ease. At the same time, he also saw flames flashing from time to time in the direction of Ping'an County. It seemed that the Field Artillery Squad was launching an artillery battle with the opponent to ease his own attack. pressure.

He checked and found that he had nothing on him but a bayonet.

Looking around, he found a corpse lying more than ten meters away from him. Looking around again, Heihara Heihachi got out of the crater and slowly crawled to the side of the corpse.

It was a corpse that had lost both legs, and a [-]-type rifle was thrown beside the corpse.

Ihara Heihachi took the [-]-type rifle, took out the ammunition bag from the corpse and hung it on his body. After looking around again, he bent down and jumped into the ditch by the roadside.

It's just that he just jumped down when he felt that he hit something, and there was a burst of shouting and cursing, and then a fist reached Heihachi's head.

"idiot……"

Ihara Heihachi would not be willing to be wronged, he hit the opponent's chest with his backhand elbow without thinking, and then a gun butt hit the opponent's chest, and the opponent was immediately knocked to the ground.

These things are complicated to say, but in fact, it only took a few seconds.

After knocking down the opponent to the ground, Ihara Heihachi saw clearly the five-pointed star on the opponent's red collar badge with the help of the flare in the sky.

"Ba Ga Lu, you idiot, how dare you attack senior!"

Seeing that the opponent was just a small second-class soldier, Heihachi Ihara suddenly became angry, and lifted the opponent's waist with his kick, causing the opponent to scream in pain.

"Senior...don't fight...don't fight, I didn't know it was you, I thought it was the Chinese coming."

"Chinese people?"

Hearing this, Ihara Heihachi became angry and kicked him again, "You bastard, if the Chinese people come, will they jump into the ditch foolishly? It will not be people who will come in, but It's a grenade."

After scolding, Ihara Heihachi was still angry, and punched and kicked the second-class soldier again.

In the Japanese army, superiors beat subordinates, and seniors beat juniors like eating and drinking. It was a very common thing. All this private could do was stand up straight and endure silently.

However, Ihara Heihachi was not in the mood to pay attention to this idiot, he kicked the opponent twice before stopping, turned around and prepared to ask.

Seeing Heihachi Ihara walk away, the second-class soldier quickly picked up the rifle on the ground and followed, "Senior...you wait for me..."

Seeing the other party following up, Ihara Heihachi became a little impatient, and stared: "Why are you following me?"

The second-class soldier took a step back in fright, and said politely, "Senior, please let me follow you."

Ihara Heihachi said contemptuously: "What can you do with me, a rookie trash?"

The second-class soldier hesitated before saying, "I...I want to live."

"Where are your officers and companions?"

The second-class soldier lowered his head: "They...they all died in battle."

Ihara Heihachi was silent, looking at this second-class soldier who was looking at him with pleading eyes with a trace of childishness on his face, for some reason, he immediately thought of his brother who starved to death, and his cold heart was suddenly touched.

Taking a deep breath, "How do you know you can live with me?"

There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of the second-class soldier: "I don't know. Before I came to China, my father told me that if I want to survive, I must follow behind the experienced seniors. They can lead me to live."

Ihara Pingba shook his head helplessly, and then glared at him viciously: "If you like to follow, follow, but let me declare in advance that since you follow me, you must listen to me, otherwise I don't mind stabbing you with a bayonet Stomach, then pick out your intestines, understand?"

The second-class soldier was overjoyed, and quickly stood at attention and bowed deeply to him: "Hi... My name is Yoji Uehara, from Akita Prefecture, please take care of me."

"You talk too much nonsense, follow me if you want to survive."

Uehara Yoji hurriedly followed up, asking questions as he walked...

At this time, the 41st Division became chaotic due to the sudden stabbing from the back by the armored battalion. Whether it was the 133rd Division responsible for frontal attacks or the 67th and 134th Divisions responsible for side attacks, they were all in chaos.

And when the troops fell into chaos, Gao Hongming, who noticed the chaos of the Japanese army, gave the order to counterattack without losing the opportunity.

"Tick tock... tick tock..."

With the sound of a loud charge horn, countless soldiers jumped out of the trenches and rushed towards the Japanese army on the hillside.

"kill……"

Shouting slogans, Xiaoshan Dong followed behind his squad leader with a bayonet-mounted 98K rifle in his hand. Originally, the group of them were still following the main force, and they shot when they saw someone raising a gun in front of them.

Even he killed two Japanese soldiers along the way.

It is said that the battlefield is the best teacher. After joining the army for less than three months, Xiaoshan has fought several battles. The farm children who were trembling when they heard the sound of the guns have matured a lot. Can hold the gun and shoot calmly.

It's just that a group of people ran to measure the opportunity, but found that there were fewer and fewer soldiers around, and the squad leader who also noticed something was wrong also stopped.

The squad leader looked around and found that the surroundings were silent. When they set off, there were 12 people in a squad, and now only he and Xiaoshan were left.

"Squad leader...then what shall we do?"

The squad leader turned his head and looked around, and comforted him: "It's okay, let's just go back the same way. Xiaoshanshan, keep your eyes open, don't be sniped by the little devil."

"understand!"

It’s easy to say, but after walking for a while, the two of them realized that it was not easy to do, especially in the dark and unfamiliar places. After walking for more than ten minutes, the two couldn’t tell the difference between the south, the north, and the north In the end, the two of them decided to follow the place where the gunfire was fierce. After all, this is the fastest and easiest way to find the large army.

The defeat of the 41st Division was so sudden that no one could react, even Yukio Koizumi, who was the division head, was a little confused.

At this time, he looked at the soldiers retreating from Qixia Pass like a tide, and he was confused. He couldn't believe that he was defeated like this. Are these soldiers from the brave and invincible 41st Division?

Ogiwara Toda, who was on the side, reminded him at the right time: "Division commander...the Chinese launched a counterattack against us, what should we do?"

Koizumi Yukio, who came back to his senses, heaved a long sigh. Although he was very reluctant, he had to admit that the 41st Division lost to a local militia tonight, and this shame would accompany him for the rest of his life.

However, he is the head of the division after all, and he immediately issued an order after recovering: "Immediately order the 67th, 133rd and 134th regiments to retreat alternately and rebuild their positions."

"Hi!" Ogiwara Toda quickly took the order and left.

It’s just that Xingfu Koizumi forgot that the 41st Division that had retreated hastily at this time was all in a mess, and even the order to retreat could not be passed on to the three captains, so how could they organize an effective defense? A counterattack was launched under the order of the two sides, and the two sides fought in a melee. It would be hell if they could organize an effective defense.

"Kakkaka..."

A Lynx reconnaissance tank was moving fast on the road, the bright lights illuminated the road, and with the sound of machine guns, several of the Japanese soldiers in the front group who were running desperately were swept away in an instant, and the rest hurried towards the road. Scattered and fled around.

In the dark night, the Shanmao needle car tanks did not dare to leave the road to pursue, and could only watch helplessly as the remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers scattered and left.

What the Lynx scout tank didn't know was that two Japanese soldiers were hiding in the grass less than 50 meters away from it.

"Senior Ihara, what are we going to do?" Yoji Uehara, who was trembling with fear as he watched the tank passing by, asked in a low voice.

"If you don't want to die, shut up quickly. Are you afraid that the Chinese chariots won't know we're hiding here?" Heihachi Ihara wanted to sew up the idiot's mouth with needles and threads.

Fortunately, Uehara Yoji was not a real idiot either. After being scolded, he knew he was reckless, so he covered his mouth and dared not make a sound.

After finally waiting for the tank to drive away, the two slowly got out of the grass. Heihachi went to the corpses of the soldiers killed by the Huaxia tank just now and touched for a while.

Soon he took out dozens of yen and some scattered banknotes, which seemed to be legal currency used by Chinese people. Not only that, Heihachi even opened the corpse's mouth to check whether the other party had gold teeth.

After inspecting these soldiers, Heihachi Ihara stuffed the banknotes into his pocket, and waved his hands to Yoji Uehara, who had been staring at him for a long time, "Let's go..."

Uehara Yoji stammered: "Ex...Senior, how can you take their money away?"

"Stupid, are you stupid? Do you think I will kindly send the money to their families if I don't take it away from others?"

Ihara Heihachi glared at the rookie, and said viciously: "For me, as long as I can return to the mainland alive and bring a sum of money to my mother and wife, what is a little money from the corpse?
If I could, I wouldn't even mind killing that bastard myself and taking all his money! "

Listening to the deep resentment stolen from Ihara Heihachi's voice, Yoji Uehara asked a little puzzled, "Senior, you should be nearing the end of your service, and you can go home by then."

"go home?"

Ihara Heihachi let out a sad laugh, "My service period expired in March this year, but I filed several applications for discharge in a row and was suppressed by the squadron leader. The reason given by that guy was actually the squadron's The manpower is tight, and the approval will be made after the arrival of the supplementary soldiers, but half a year has passed, and I still haven't been able to return to the mainland."

"what……"

Uehara Yoji let out an exclamation. Although he is a rookie, he also knows that there is a shortage of manpower. The squadron leader clearly wants to turn Ihara Heihachi into an urn and return to the mainland.

"This bastard, when I first served in the army, I talked back to him once, and I was hated in my heart. Four years later, I changed from a second-class soldier to a first-class soldier, and he also changed from a small captain to a squadron leader, but he The hatred for me is still so strong, he insists on putting me to death, and I will make him look good when I have the chance."

Looking at Ihara Heihachi who was gnashing his teeth, Uehara Yoji didn't know what to say.

The two talked while walking, and forgot to observe the movement around them for a while, so that when they turned a corner, there was a loud shout from around them.

"Don't move... put your hands up..."

Accompanied by the sound, two figures in gray-green military uniforms also appeared in front of them. One of them was holding a rifle, and the other was holding a submachine gun. The black muzzle of the gun was facing them...

(End of this chapter)