Chapter Six, The Last Nationalist Army (2)

"Sit down, don't move around, be careful not to get your head shot off by a bullet." Just as Zhao Yongde was about to observe for a while longer, he was pressed down by Yang Kai beside him.

Zi Shu ... ...

As the exchanges of fire became increasingly frequent, groups of Japanese troops pressed forward once again. Through the binoculars, one could see the Japanese soldiers spreading out in skirmish lines, rifles equipped with well-sharpened bayonets, advancing step by step towards the trenches. Behind them followed engineers carrying mortars; further back, several rumbling armored vehicles emerged, splattering mud as they ascended.

After leaving behind the bodies of several battalions, the Japanese finally became frightened. One by one, they lay on the ground, merely firing into the positions. Meanwhile, a few non-commissioned officers leading the troops were chattering away, and from their gaze, it seemed they were considering directly calling in armored vehicles for an assault

"Hatred has blinded your eyes, you must awaken!" Yang Kai said word by word. "I understand your thoughts very well, but our task is to delay the Japanese army as much as possible, to buy more time for the rear. Do not forget, there are still a large number of people in the city who have not had the chance to evacuate."

The rapid-fire Thompson submachine gun compensated for the numerical disadvantage, allowing the soldiers of the training unit in the trench, despite numbering only a little over 100, to force a troop of over 1,000 to struggle to advance

At that moment, Yang Kai suddenly shouted from behind.

"Grenade!" Yang Kai shouted as he dropped the binoculars

Infantry fighting vehicle! Yang Kai furrowed his brow

The armor of the enemy's armored vehicles is thick; dropping one or two grenades is merely a drop in the bucket. Only by gathering the grenades together can they be effective. Although this method is too resource-intensive, it is an urgent matter, and we can only take it one step at a time. Yang Kai explained: "Additionally, ask Jiutong and the others to discard the mortars and distribute the shells evenly among everyone."

Bang bang bang ... ... Soldiers from the teaching squad are continuously shot in the head, while the Japanese ahead are falling in droves as if they were being harvested like wheat

I... Zhao Yongde sat dejectedly on the ground, and after a long while, he finally managed to utter a sentence.

As the flames were sprayed horizontally and the distance between them was too close, nearly the entire Japanese battalion was ignited. Within a few seconds, the uniforms on their bodies burst into flames, turning each of them into dark figures engulfed in fire, jumping up and down.

He recognized the other person, who was handsome and had delicate features, and was indeed the one who had saved him earlier

Around him, the soldiers of the teaching team jumped down in an orderly manner, crouching as they searched for their respective positions

At this moment, Zhao Yongde also understood that these fellows were using flamethrowers, as the iron canisters behind them were filled with thickened gasoline, which, when ignited, reached very high temperatures, sometimes exceeding 800 degrees. Coupled with the fact that the season was still relatively cold, the Japanese soldiers were all dressed in cotton clothing; this fire only added fuel to the flames, and even a deity would have no choice but to await death. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but gasp in shock; if he had delayed even for a second just now, he would probably be in a similar situation as those Japanese soldiers.

Alright, I understand. Under the setting sun, his silhouette visibly trembled, and then he walked away without looking back

"It was my command, I am that bastard..."

"Zhao, lie down!" Yang Kai shouted at Zhao Yongde in the crowd, pushing the gun bolt with the loudest voice.

With Yang Kai's command, a faint white smoke emerged from the entire trench

I understand

Hmph, of course, Zhao Yongde recounted with familiarity: "I joined the army at the age of sixteen, using various firearms such as the Bird Gun, the Hanyang Type, the Zhongzheng, the Springfield, and the Type 38. What haven't I used? Some were captured from the enemy, and some were issued from above. After so many years, I've gotten used to it; as long as it can fire bullets, it's good enough to use."

Zhao Yongde was unaware of the intentions behind the other party's actions, but relying on his instincts as a soldier, he quickly protected his head with his hands and rolled on the ground. At that moment, the astonished enemy soldiers barely managed to turn their faces around.

"Hey, brother, why the long face? Do you think we, these few people, can hold the line?" Zhao Yongde's voice was like a loudspeaker, echoing back and forth in Yang Kai's ears

"What is the use of a mortar? This thing requires an angle of elevation. At such a close distance, it can't hit the target at all!" Zhao Yongde suddenly interjected from the side

"We cannot hold on!" Yang Kai glanced at him and said lightly, "Our numbers have already begun to dwindle significantly. I estimate that if we hold on for another fifteen minutes, we will have to withdraw."

Yang Kai nodded in agreement.

"How come you are using something from the Japanese?" Liu Zishu on the other side opened her eyes

Hmm? Is there anything else? Liu Zishu stopped in her tracks

Yang Kai sighed, then picked up the telescope again, gazing at the rolling dust of the vehicles in the distance

"Hmm, pick up your gun. Remember, the duty of a soldier is not to kill, but to protect more people." Patting the other person's shoulder, Yang Kai threw the standard-issue rifle in his hand into Zhao Yongde's arms, while he himself picked up a fallen comrade's weapon, skillfully pulled the bolt, chambered a round, and took aim

Each person has four tokens. We have already completed three rounds of voting, and now each person has at most one token left in their hand.

"Is there a Molotov cocktail?" Yang Kai inquired

Amidst the hail of bullets, the enemy soldiers display a fearless attitude towards death. The training unit, on the other hand, remains steadfast and unyielding

"We cannot confront the Japanese army all at once; doing so would benefit them and disadvantage us." At this point, Yang Kai gritted his teeth and said, "If possible, I want to lead all the survivors, step by step, to drag the enemy into urban warfare!"

"Alright." Yang Kai nodded and said, "Team Liu, please instruct everyone not to use the grenades recklessly. Gather all the remaining ones together, and bundle them in groups of ten, ensuring the fuses are properly secured."

After pausing for approximately three seconds, Yang Kai finally shouted: "Throw!"

Upon hearing the command, all soldiers reached to their lower backs, retrieved wooden-handled grenades, and bit open the safety caps

"Just knock the shell's butt against the ground, and it will start smoking. Then throw it like a grenade. I don't need to teach you this, do I?"

Liu Zishu displayed an expression identical to his, as if to say, I think the same way.

The Molotov cocktail made its debut during the Soviet Union's Great Patriotic War. Due to its simple production and ease of use, it quickly became an excellent weapon for dealing with tanks during World War II. However, the training unit received a temporary order to provide light support, and even the amount of ammunition was somewhat limited, so how could they possibly bring along these non-standard items

Seeing the other party's indifferent expression, Zhao Yongde wisely chose not to speak further. He glanced around and, like a prospector, retrieved a Type 38 rifle and several magazines from the pile of corpses. After examining them for a moment, he lay down beside Yang Kai.

The actions of these individuals caused Zhao Yongde to feel a wave of alarm. He questioned himself, realizing that with his own meager skills, he could never train soldiers of such caliber, not even coming close to half of their abilities.

Everyone showed an expression of disbelief upon hearing these words, even Yang Kai revealed a hint of admiration as he said: "Goodness, I like it, but..."

This ... ... Liu Zishu shook her head: "No."

What about the hand grenade

What, take it down?

What should I do? This is a big problem now. Liu Zishu dodged a stray bullet and slid into the trench, panting heavily. Due to the intense exertion, the wound on his shoulder, which had just begun to heal, burst open again, staining the white bandage with splashes of blood red

This conjecture was soon proven; moments later, five Type 95 armored vehicles, dragging their heavy tracks, appeared behind this group of Japanese soldiers

"Not bad, let's kill a few more enemies later." Liu Zishu gave him a deep look and issued the order to fire

"You are welcome" Yang Kai still held the gun, like a statue

"Are you planning to use this ... ... " Liu Zishu's eyes lit up

Although the heavy machine gun fire set up by the enemy was intense, making it impossible to show one's head at this moment, Yang Kai could still hear the sounds and determine how far the Japanese were from him.

Hehe, thank you, brother, for saving my life. Zhao Yongde patted Yang Kai's arm and smiled apologetically

Everyone jump into the foxhole, those who have already gone down, split to the left and right, make way for the brothers behind! Yang Kai lowered his body, found a shooting point, and vigilantly observed the movements of the Japanese soldiers ahead

"You all ... ..." Yang Kai said with a bitter smile

No! At this moment, Zhao Yongde said excitedly: "We have exhausted our entire division to hold this position, we cannot retreat! I want to avenge my brothers, I want to avenge my teacher! It doesn't matter who issued the order, even if it is Chiang Kai-shek, I don't care at all."

In summary, be careful

I see! You really have a lot of clever ideas. With that, Liu Zishu adjusted the steel helmet on her head, crouched down, and jogged towards the other end of the foxhole.

The sounds of wailing rose and fell, as one Japanese soldier after another twisted into a contorted mass, emanating a strong smell of burning flesh until half of their bones were exposed, at which point the flames finally subsided. Meanwhile, the second wave of Japanese soldiers hesitated due to the strange occurrences ahead, choosing instead to advance step by step, taking advantage of their speed to converge with the armored vehicles behind them.

More than 100 grenades were hurled out, erupting into bursts of flames. The delayed grenades exploded in mid-air, raining down shrapnel with almost no blind spots. The charging enemy soldiers were caught in this round of grenades, and many fell to the ground screaming in agony.

I know, I do not care about anything, all my comrades are dead, the brain matter and blood of the commander splattered on my face, I want revenge! I will avenge them! Zhao Yongde's eyes began to shed a tear, this man who had always been straightforward, had not revealed his feelings on his face since the commander died, but now he could no longer hold back.

Suddenly, as the two soldiers behind Yang Kai pressed down the right-hand valves, two long fire dragons spewed forth from the iron mouths on their left hands, instantly transforming the entire trench into a hell of red lotuses

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