Chapter 1026: Become famous in one battle (first update, please subscribe)
ocean!
Under the light of the stars and the moon, their dark skin reflected the light like the sea water, and they surged towards the artillery tower like the surging waves.
Faced with the dense firepower of the machine gun, thousands of natives were like migrating wildebeests on the East African savannah. They crowded together and rushed forward one after another, shouting and marching forward without fear of death.
Amid strange cries like "Hu La, Hu Ba", people's enthusiasm grew higher and higher, and groups of people rushed to make a desperate attack on the artillery tower.
Although the hail of bullets could easily claim dozens of lives, it still couldn't stop their desperate attacks.
This is the human wave tactic!
It’s just that this human wave tactic is primitive, but also the purest.
Under the instigation of the so-called paradise, the natives rushed forward without fear of life and death. They put into practice the core of the human wave tactics - using dense battle formations and wave-like charge methods to continuously attack the enemy's positions. Within the range of rifles, they formed the greatest impact force at the fastest speed and in the shortest time. In an instant, they required the largest number of soldiers to rush to the enemy's front line to complete the initial breakthrough. At the same time, the wave-like uninterrupted attack would also consume a large amount of the opponent's ammunition and morale, creating an endless psychological pressure of the attack, causing the defense line to waver or even collapse.
Of course, the natives did not know the second half. All they were thinking about now was to rush to the bottom of the turret and blow up the turret with explosives. Then they would rush up and kill all the pagans inside.
But they were destined to be disappointed today. Although they rushed up with all their might, when they once again tried to blow up the wall with explosives, the result was no different from before. Even the soldiers in the artillery tower only felt a little shocked.
Because they are all at the top of the tower.
The violent explosion only silenced the machine gun for a moment, and then it started to roar again.
The battle lasted from midnight until the early morning.
At around four in the morning, as the sky gradually brightened, the soldiers guarding the tower were finally able to see the situation on the battlefield.
All these soldiers coming from Japan stared at the battlefield in front of them with horror - the battlefield was like a slaughterhouse. Under the dazzling white light of the calcium carbide searchlight, in the open area of five or six hundred meters from under the artillery tower to in front of the trench, corpses were lying next to each other, and broken bodies and arms were the only sight.
In the pool of blood, there were many wounded soldiers screaming.
Although it was still dark, the vultures were already attracted by the smell of death. Thousands of them flew in from all directions. They circled in the air, screaming, as if calling their friends to come and join them in a feast.
The hellish scene frightened everyone. The natives who had previously longed to go to heaven were finally afraid. Their confused minds woke up and they all fled in panic, just like when they came. Although the Arabs tried to stop them, how could a mere thousand people stop tens of thousands of natives who were fleeing like a tide?
The fleeing of the blacks made Sultan Saidi Mubarak and his men all desperate. They even looked at the watchtower that looked like the god of death with terrified eyes.
That tower... is the existence of the god of death in the human world!
"How, how could this happen..."
Saidi Mubarak screamed in despair.
"He, how come they have machine guns..."
How come they have machine guns?
And what is even more deadly?
A scout brought news - Ming reinforcements were coming and on the way, with more than a thousand people. Although he was full of doubts, Saidi Mubarak still ordered a retreat.
As the Arabs and the natives were evacuating, the sun finally came out.
The battlefield appeared completely in front of everyone's eyes. Wu Teng, who walked down from the watchtower with a rope, smelled a foul odor in the air as soon as he came down. It was the smell of organs such as severed and broken intestines.
"vomit……"
Looking at the battlefield in front of him that was like hell, the moment he came down, his leg stepped into a pile of flesh and blood. The soft blood mud under his legs and the stench that hit him in the face made him unable to control the nausea in his stomach any longer, and he spat out the dinner he had eaten last night!
Matsushita and others on the top of the tower were also pale with shock at the slaughter before them. Although they wanted to cheer, at least at that moment, they felt a kind of fear!
This fear is the fear of death - because there are at least tens of thousands of corpses before them.
"Squad Leader Teng,"
Panasonic yelled.
"How many bullets did we fire!"
“Enough…”
Looking at the bullet boxes scattered on the ground, Squad Leader Tenye replied.
"There are nine boxes, at least thirty thousand rounds..."
Thirty thousand rounds of ammunition!
Looking at the machine gun that was still emitting steam, Matsushita pursed his lips in astonishment, almost unable to speak.
It... is so awesome!
Soon, the Third Guard Battalion arrived for reinforcement. As soon as these people arrived at the battlefield, they were choked by the strong smell of blood in the air. Although they had only hastily eaten a few biscuits while on the way, their stomachs were now churning.
What is presented to them?
It's not a battlefield, but a slaughterhouse!
Before their eyes was a sea of blood and a pool of flesh...
In this sea of blood and pool of flesh, there were still some living people screaming there, but their screams were drowned out by the cries of vultures and hyenas. These animals came from all directions, howling and biting each other among the pile of corpses and flesh.
The scene before them made some guys even vomit. When jumping off the horse, Qiu Haogu's face looked a little abnormal.
“What… is going on?”
"It was a machine gun!"
Matsushita answered in a daze, then remembered that he needed to salute.
"Report to the captain, this is caused by machine gun fire. Last night, we were attacked by the natives. There were at least 10,000 of them..."
Before he could finish, Qiu Haogu spoke.
"Damn it, I can't even count them. I estimate there are about five or six thousand corpses here..."
Patting Matsushita's shoulder hard, Qiu Haogu said.
"You are really amazing, if this battle were to be spread out, no one in the world would believe it..."
It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. What matters is that this battle is destined to spread throughout Africa. When the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, the military photographer also used his camera to record the scene.
Some officers also took the initiative to take photos with their personal cameras to record everything, and of course they also took photos of the 35 soldiers who survived in the sentry tower. The machine gun was right in front of them...
(End of this chapter)
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