Chapter 267: Men’s... (Continue to update, please give me a monthly ticket!)

The night was completely dark, and the entire Iron Cavalry Mountain fell silent, and the position was silent. Hundreds of people were riding in the dark, repairing trenches, shelters and barbed wire. Between the barbed wires with a depth of hundreds of meters, broken wires could be seen everywhere, and some barbed wires were hung on some barbed wires, which were left by the Japanese army's attack. The Japanese army's attack was blocked in front of the barbed wires, and then under the strafing of machine guns, life was harvested like wheat in the field.

"Xiao Qing, pay attention to the left wing and prevent the enemy from detouring from there. Ma Dafu, you look at the right wing, tall one stares carefully at the front..."

The order came from Shao Jianwu's mouth. His steel helmet was covered with dust. During the fierce battle, as the company commander of the first company, he was responsible for the right wing defense line of the Iron Cavalry Mountain. He had never entered the covert fort at all. Instead, he was shuttled and fought in the trenches like ordinary soldiers.

Because the hillside is not flat, the attacking Japanese army can fully utilize the valleys and gullies that are close to the position. At night, the complex terrain is not only conducive to defense, but also conducive to the infiltration of the enemy.

Under the cover of night, Chen Haitao, who was hunching over the craters and stones in front of the trench, passed through the barbed wire more than fifty meters away from the position. At the end of the barbed wire, he placed the submachine gun at his hand, then lay on the ground, took out the pliers, and connected the barbed wire that had been blown or cut. Every time he connected the barbed wire, he would deliberately leave two thorns at the connection.

After a long fierce battle, he knew that the barbed wire mesh was for us to save our lives. Only when the wire mesh was there, the Japanese soldiers would not be able to break through here. When connecting the wire mesh, he hung an empty can box on the wire mesh and filled a few pieces of gravel in the can box. The can box was hung with a thin rope, and it would make a sound with a gentle movement.

After more than two hours of connecting the barbed wire in the area in charge, he crawled towards the stumbling net in the middle of the barbed wire. The stumbling net area seemed to have no wire on the surface, but in fact, the single wire mesh was only three inches away from the ground, but the obstacle to the enemy's travel speed was far better than the barbed wire mesh. In comparison, the grounded stumbling net has a simpler structure and a lower cost, just a single wire was drawn.

Pulling between the stumbling nets, Chen Haitao used engineer shovels to dig a hole in the grass and took out a dark green column from his backpack. This was a new type of landmine produced by Lianyun. This time, he guarded Tieqi Mountain, and the battalion distributed more than a thousand pieces. Although the Japanese army had not stepped on this mine, he could estimate the power of the landmine based on this amount alone.

It was not easy to hold the mine weighing more than one kilogram in his hand. After putting the mine in the pit, he covered it with mud, leaving only the three-fork multi-pass fuze at the top half exposed in the mud. Then he pulled out the safety pull ring of the fuze and hung several tripwires to connect it. This was the placement of the mine.

After burying the mines, he hurriedly stepped back and retreated to the rear. After a long battle, the frontier was no longer familiar to him at this time. The defense that the entire company had built for half a month was already broken up by shells.

At this moment, a sudden "slam" sound was so harsh in the night. When he heard the sound, he immediately looked in the direction where the sound came, but only saw a few black shadows appearing between the barbed wire, and several barbed wires had been cut.

"Little Nose"

At the same time, a team of days seemed to be coming out of the ground. In the night, an officer was wearing a shiny command knife. He ran in front and followed a team of soldiers, all carrying bayonet rifles.

"Crazy..."

The submachine gun was loaded, and Chen Haitao, who was lying between the wire mesh, immediately pulled the trigger towards the black shadow.

The crisp and rapid sound of submachine guns broke through the silence of the dark night. Chen Haitao, who was holding a submachine gun, had his face reddened by the gun flames. There was no trace of fear on the red face under the steel helmet. When the submachine gun sounded, the machine gun and rifle behind him screamed happily.

Compared with his comrades hundreds of meters away, no one was closer to the enemy than Chen Haitao. The submachine gun was screaming happily in his hands. He could clearly see Japanese soldiers dragging red and flying towards the Astronomy Network. As the bullet traced away, there would be waves of wailing and screams.

The slow-moving Japanese soldiers rushed forward like rope-carrying puppets. In order to cross the wire, several Japanese soldiers dragged their bodies into a bridge at the gap in the wire mesh. Some Japanese soldiers threw themselves directly on the wire mesh and built a human bridge with their bodies. Finally, they broke through the five wire mesh. As soon as they broke through the wire mesh, they rushed towards the position with bayonets.

Chen Haitao, in the trip net, kept firing with a submachine gun. At this moment, he never had the chance to retreat to the rear, but just kept firing at the enemy rushing towards him.

At this time, the mortars of the firearm platoon began to fire. Due to the coordination problems at night, the shells always fell down scattered and did not form an effective firepower coverage. Although the firepower seemed a bit inconsistent, the roar of the shells and the deadly shrapnel were flying in the roar of the flames, the guns shot at the front line could still hear the moans and screams of the Japanese soldiers from the barbed wire, and occasionally the fireworks could be used to see the limbs that were blown away.

“Woo…”

The sound of the bottom speed breaking through the air made Chen Haitao instinctively press his body into the crater. When the sound of the somewhat dull breaking through the air approached, accompanied by a violent explosion, he felt a terrible force pushing him into the crater. This force was so fierce that he could hardly breathe. He was pushed into the crater by Wuming's force, and he leaned his waist and tried hard to breathe.

But at this moment, the sky suddenly appeared in the darkness of the earth. He couldn't inhale a trace of air, and then a sensation was shattered on his back. The hope of breathing was shattered, and the dull perception that was shocked disappeared. When he regained his consciousness, he was still alive. The headache caused by the shock was severe, his chest was very stuffy, and the world seemed to be quiet.

Standing up from the pile of mud and stones pressing on his body, sitting in the crater, spitting out the rotten sand mixed with blood in his mouth. At this moment, his ears were still buzzing. Whose limbs were seen in front of him? After looking at it, it seemed that there was no. A small crater appeared next to the crater, which seemed to be the crater exploded by the mortar shell. It was obvious that a mortar shell fell beside him. This was the luck that he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in his heart.

But this was only a moment. The next moment, he heard a few rapid and hoarse shouts, looking in the direction where the sound came, but only saw dozens of Japanese soldiers breaking through the wire rushing towards this side with their guns. The bayonet at the tip of the gun reflected a chilling light under the moon and the cannon.

"ah……"

On the battlefield, the shouts of charging with bayonets seemed to be understood. When a Japanese soldier with red eyes and short body rushed over with a rifle, Chen Haitao's first thought of submachine gun, gun

Where is the gun?

Only then did he notice that the gun was not in his hand, and perhaps buried in the soil and rocks in the crater, but the Japanese soldier had already run away and then took out the engineer shovel from behind. Chen Haitao bowed his waist and made an explosion. Although hundreds of Japanese soldiers were pouring in one after another, he had no fear, or fear, no meaning.

Escape behind him, there are several barbed wire mesh. If you escape blindly, you will only die in vain.

Kill one and earn one, kill two and earn one. I guess I can’t make a profit today, it’s worth it.

When Chen Haitao felt a sense of dying, he saw the Japanese soldiers carrying rifles in the rain of bullets and bullets tripping down one by one. It was a stumble net. At the moment when this thought came out, several "bumps, bulbs" sounds that were not loud came from the ground. Accompanied by a few not-so-obvious fireworks, several pillar-shaped black shadows emerged from the ground.

"boom……"

In the air about one meter away from the ground, the pillar-shaped black shadow exploded one after another. While several balls of explosive flames flashed in the air, thousands of deadly thin steel bar heads roared and scattered at a high speed of 1,000 meters. In an instant, the thin steel bar heads flew towards the surroundings like the sickle of the god of death, and the air-exploded landmines exerted the maximum lethality at this height.

The bodies of the Japanese soldiers who were originally glad to break through the first wire defense line of the Chinese army and could open up new positions were shaking with the air-exploding mines. When the explosion and the sound of explosion came, they could clearly feel the roots of the thighs and lower abdomen, and the irregular appearance of the thin steel bar head further exerted their combat effectiveness. The thin steel bar head tore the muscles and smashed their words, and then smashed the pelvis. The Japanese soldiers who were seriously injured in the lower abdomen of the legs that were hit would fall heavily backwards.

"ah……"

"Mother……"

"Miho..."

The Japanese soldiers, who were completely broken by fine steel bars under the legs and under the belly, made violent wails and screams on the hillside, but more were desperate cries. For any man, they could clearly realize that the trauma caused them meant to them. When the cry of despair came, Chen Haitao, who raised his head from the crater again, looked at the Japanese soldiers who screamed. The closest Japanese soldiers were only a few meters away. He could clearly see that the Japanese soldiers were covering their bloody crotch in despair, as if they had been snatched by a meat grinder. A man's dignity as a man was completely torn to pieces at this time.

At this time, the barbed wire was completely shrouded in the howlings of wounded soldiers and the cry of despair. Those Japanese soldiers were lucky enough not to be hit by the fragments. Most of them were lying between the barbed wire, holding a rifle and looking around with vigilantly, for fear that the deadly flying thunder would eject from the ground again.

Listening to the harsh howling and crying in his ears, Chen Haitao, who was still alive, was stunned by the scene in front of him. Looking at the bloody Japanese soldiers who were blown between his legs, he felt a sensation of numbness between his legs, and then fled to the rear with lingering fear, while tracer bullets continued to sweep over his head and flew towards the attacking Japanese troops.

"Password"

Just as he crossed the last barbed wire and was still ten meters away from the trench, the sound of words only warmed his heart.

"Copper Bowl Beans"

"Call the wrong command"

This is a fraudulent battlefield command to prevent people from being caught and hiding the command. The last sentence is to take advantage of the psychological disadvantages of infiltrating the enemy's army. Once they hear the command wrong and shoot, they will shoot first. Finally, they turn over and enter the trenches. Listening to the gunshots in their ears, Chen Haitao, who has not breathed, saw an extra kettle in front of them.

"Haitao, like?"

When the words of concern came, he raised his head, but only saw the company commander standing in front of him. After taking a sip of water, he finally squeezed out four words.

"Egg, the egg skin is cold..."

These four words did not get any laughter. In fact, Chen Haitao, who was hiding in the trench, listened to the crying sounds coming from afar. Thinking of those small Japanese noses, he was covering his bloody crotch, lying on the wolf howling howling, crying in despair. He still felt the egg skin between his crotch was chilling and numb.

In fact, it's not just him, even the first company in the trench are mostly looking at each other and looking at the chilling scene in front of them. Some people even touch the crotch from time to time to make sure that the thing is still there, and the place where the thunder explodes is the descendant of a man.

Chen Haitao's words only made Shao Jianbo feel like a gust of cold wind blew through his crotch. He was determined and then shouted.

"Damn it, the one who was blown up was a little bit of an oriental nose. I was afraid of a ball, and the dead birds were facing up..."

Having said that, he couldn't speak. He often said that a dead person faces upwards and does not die for thousands of years.

The dead bird is facing upward

But if you encounter a thunder, it will be "people hurt and birds fly". A man doesn't have that thing, he is still a man. Then a dry laughter burst out from Shao Jianbo's throat, and then a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"You guys, you guys say that this time we have made many Japanese men become eunuchs, and the Japanese girls will be widowed. When we don't have to, we will do good deeds and help the Japanese..."

Most of the men in the army were men, and the sentence of the superior immediately resonated with him. In fact, in the army, there was never a quarrel, and the topic of men was always inseparable from each other when they were together.

"No, those Eastern people are just three-inch nails. We are going up. Don't be able to hold on..."

"Bad, I can't hold on. Haven't you heard anyone say that there are only exhausted cows and no broken ground."

"Sir, the Japanese soldiers have slammed the white flag. It seems that they are going to remove the wounded."

"Let them retreat, wait for the wounded to carry them, and let those Japanese soldiers touch the eggs first when fighting."

After a burst of laughter, the chill brought to the thunderbolt finally faded a lot, but for the Japanese army that had encountered the first large-scale thunderbolt, the blow to morale by the thunderbolt was fatal. Especially when the wounded men who were mounted on stretchers appeared in front of the troops preparing for the attack, everyone was stunned when they looked at the bloody crotch of their pants.

"Oh My God……"

With a rifle on his back, Wu Teng Taro couldn't help but cover his crotch. Although the thing was small, the feeling of existence still made him feel relieved.

"See it. This is what they call the secret weapon of the Chinese army. When you walk by, it will emerge from the ground and directly blow your **..."

The words came from his ears only made Wu Teng's crotch chill, and he glared at Xinyi from the same village.

"Damn it, it was when you walked past"

No one wants to be the "you" this way. Although everyone is just an assumption, no one wants to be the "you" at this time.

The bandages with the Red Cross flag were filled with screams everywhere. The soldiers kept carrying the stretcher into one wounded soldier after another whose crotch was broken. When the howls and cry of despair came into their ears, they would always make people feel scared and cold in their hearts.

"Baga"

While treating a wounded soldier, Tengji Keiji saw the crotch that was completely fuzzy with pieces. Thinking of the male dignity that had been torn to pieces and only a ball of rotten flesh left, anger arose in his heart.

As a military doctor, he has not been exposed to such war injuries. In fact, on the battlefield, such war injuries are normal, but it is the first time that such dense and common crotch war injuries, even weapons that target male organs, have been exposed to them. There are as many as a hundred soldiers injured in the lower body, and most of the injured lose their meaning as a man.

And around, the volunteer nurses looked at the wounded in horror. The volunteer nurses were clear that when the soldiers suffered this trauma in that place, they meant that some of them prayed that their families would not be sent to the Qingdao battlefield and would not suffer such trauma.

"Mom... Jiamei..."

Amid the despair, a wounded soldier struggled and wriggled his body, allowing the blood to flow through his crotch. Finally, he finally found the need - a bayonet. Before everyone could react, the bayonet stabbed into his neck, and the blood mist splashed out instantly, forming a ball of blood mist in the air.

"Sir, a wounded soldier committed suicide"

"oh?"

Tengji Qingji, who had just finished the operation for a wounded person, actually cut off the rotten meat ball, responded lightly, listened to the scream in his ear, and looked at the minced meat that was cut off from the trash can beside him, he could understand the suicide victim.

Suicide, perhaps suicide is a relief for the injured. For men, if they lose the organ that symbolizes men, is there any meaning to live?

Chapter 267: The man’s...

Chapter 267: The man’s...
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