my battlefield my company

Chapter 27 The battlefield is not a cinema

Yan Zhi has a teammate who is like a god.

Just before the Japanese army was about to enter the Valley of Inserted Wings, the two lieutenants apparently subconsciously looked at the watchtowers on both sides of the Valley.

On the battlefield, a strong backing will bring great psychological comfort to soldiers.At this time, the two watchtowers were comforting in the hearts of the Japanese soldiers.

When the Japanese looked at the watchtower, the Chinese soldiers wearing Japanese military uniforms standing on the tower also "just happened" to look this way, interpreting the arrogance of the Japanese imperial army to the extreme, which greatly increased the Japanese army's entry into the Wing Valley. Footsteps at the bottom of the valley.

Of course, teammates who look like gods refer to teammates who act like gods. On the battlefield where hot weapons dominate everything, there is no god.

The formation of the Japanese soldiers entering the Chichi Valley was very orderly, unlike in the anti-Japanese dramas, where they were sneaky, stupid, and gathered together in a daze, waiting to be killed by a gun, or to be killed by a group of soldiers. Instead of destroying a group of grenades, they stretched and spread out in an orderly manner, half-bent, locked their necks, shrunk and lowered their bodies as much as possible, and kept a good battle formation to move forward.

When dozens of devils all entered the bottom of Chichi Valley, Yan Zhi turned sideways, raised his hands above his head, and made tactical sign language——

"Enter"

He closed the fingers of his left hand, stretched out his arm, and swung it sideways behind him, as if he was opening a curtain.

"shooting"

Then he jerked his right hand backwards and downwards, making the motion of pulling the trigger.

"Oh!"

Yan Zhitu felt his feet vibrate. A [-]-type infantry artillery shell whistled amazingly, like a fiery meteor passing across the golden dusk. No one was allowed to react, and it fell on dozens of Japanese soldiers who gradually distanced themselves. In the middle, there was a deafening sound, which stunned Yan Zhi in place.

In an instant, more than a dozen flames of blue flames spewed out from both sides of the wing bone.

Even if dozens of Japanese soldiers maintain a scattered and advancing formation, they are still vulnerable to devastating blows from heavy weapons in the narrow wing insertion valley. When they got up, the four Japanese soldiers were overturned in the air by the tremendous power of the [-]nd infantry artillery. Their limbs and arms, internal organs, blood plasma, gunpowder smoke, stones, rotten grass and soil were mixed together and flew into the sky, and then fell together. In the light, it was swallowed and torn apart by the flames spit out by various weapons, forming an indescribable bloody storm.

The attack is all-round:
Four soldiers from Brother Company holding crooked handles and hiding in the woods beside the barracks quietly followed the Japanese out of the woods when they first entered the bottom of the Chichi Valley, keeping a distance and trailing behind the devils for tens of meters place.

Due to the dark sky and the fact that the four Chinese soldiers were all wearing Japanese military uniforms, there would be no suspicion at all. When dozens of devils all entered the bottom of the Chichi Valley, they had already set up four crooked handles, condescending, and blocked the Japanese soldiers. On the way to retreat, Yan Zhigang made a "shooting" sign language. The four crooked handles rang out first after Wu Zhonghua's shell exploded on the ground.

On the battlefield, nothing can damage the morale of an army more than being shot from behind.

Before the first wave of attack was over, another rain of grenades rained down on the Chichi Valley. Within ten seconds, nearly a hundred grenades hit the bottom of the valley, making a popcorn-like sound, which made Yan Zhi's ears buzz. .The soldiers of Brotherhood unscrupulously launched a grenade attack. Anyway, there were a lot of grenades, and since they couldn't take them away, they poured them all on the devil's head.

From the watchtowers on both sides of the Valley of Wings, four tongues of fire spewed out in a cross pattern, rendering the blue watchtowers hideous and dark.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

Two 'Woodpeckers' sounded their urging sounds, the sound was astonishing and mighty, each bullet was like a super big chisel, the rocks hit were shattered and splashed, and the red and blue flames intersected like a torrential rain, pouring down violently .

When the [-] infantry artillery fired, those Chinese soldiers dressed as Japanese soldiers and pretended to be fighting at the entrance of the Winged Valley and the Great Rift Valley immediately stopped acting, jumped to the opposite side of the fortifications and hid, waiting quietly.

Under this sudden and devastating blow, more than 60 devil soldiers lost one third.

Life, in the face of bullets, is extremely fragile.

Witnessing the shocking scene that happened in front of him, Major Yan, who was the calmest among all the Chinese soldiers just now, would have never known if he hadn't turned his head and saw Zhao Fugui and Fan Xiaosi standing behind him. Forced to turn around and run.

Guiwei was a top killer in the world before crossing. He didn't know how many lives Yan Zhi had in his hands, but it was the first time Yan Zhi felt the shocking scene of thousands of bullets being fired on the battlefield like this.

More than ten days ago, he killed four Japanese soldiers in a small forest. That was Yan Zhi's true qualities as a killer.

Killers are born to act stealthily, and only by being secretive can they catch them by surprise and catch them unprepared.

Killers always think of ways to kill, use all means to gain the upper hand, and then kill with one blow.

And at this moment, Yan Zhi deeply knew that no matter how powerful and top-notch killer, under the blow of this kind of bullets, he could only be like an ordinary soldier, and would die under the bullets without eyes at any time.

On the battlefield of hot weapons, no matter whether you have the killing move of thousands of people or the heroism of ten thousand enemies, they can't match the death impact brought by that bullet to life.

Being in a ruthless battlefield is completely different from seeing the battlefield in a movie theater. There is no word in the world that can fully describe this shocking power.

If you are not in charge of the family, you will not know how much money you need, if you will not have children, you will not know how to repay your parents' kindness, and if you do not go to the battlefield, Yan Zhi will never understand what kind of life and death price China's passionate men have experienced in the War of Resistance Against Japan

At this moment, Yan Zhi just wanted to give a deep military salute to all the Chinese soldiers who fought for the Chinese nation.

The Japanese are not as fearless as described in Japanese textbooks.In the face of death, everyone is equal, and everyone's fear is the same.

When the first cannon was fired, before the two lieutenants said to hide, all the Japanese soldiers made the first reaction subconsciously, and burrowed into the grass on both sides.

In fact, the two Japanese lieutenants, who have experienced many battles, hide more than the soldiers. On the battlefield, nothing is more important than their own lives.This is also a person's natural reaction, no shame.

Watching the Japanese soldiers' reactions to the sudden disaster, Yan Zhi felt that those in the movie were all lies.He believed that at this time, if he led the soldiers to be besieged by the Japanese in the Wing Valley, the performance of him and the Chinese soldiers on the spot should be the same.

Under such intense and sudden firepower, no one can be fearless in the face of danger. What everyone can think of is how to survive.When the other party issued such a devastating blow, all Japanese soldiers knew that it was impossible to beg for mercy at this time, and they would either rush out a bloody path, or be the soul of the other party's gun.

(End of this chapter)