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Chapter 702 Chapter 702 Unlucky wounded

In Lijia Village, a shell fell on the side of a house that had already collapsed, kicking up mud that soared into the sky.The air was damp and cold, but the rain had stopped, and the sky was so dark that there was not much sunlight to be seen.

In the slightly cloudy vision, the soldiers of the Dahua army were jumping over one bomb crater after another, and launched another attack on the ruins in Lijia Village.

Soon, the unique sound of the sniper's G43 rifle sounded, and the clear gunshots echoed in the sky, proving that the battle was not over yet.

On the contrary, the battle has just begun!Accompanied by the gunshot, the soldiers of the Dahua army roared again, shouting the slogan "Long Live the Emperor", and rushed forward with bayonets in hand.

Their tactics are still very primitive, but they have been improved a lot.They no longer maintained their formation, but immediately crawled forward wherever they were hit, avoiding the incoming bullets.

Although the casualties were still very heavy, at least these Dahua soldiers used their brains and came up with some solutions.

"Thuk Thuk!" The Maxim heavy machine gun, which was responsible for covering the infantry's attack, fired. The bullets hit the broken fence, the dilapidated low wall, and the collapsed roof.

"Boom!" Another shot rang out from nowhere, and the Dahua shooter who was manipulating the Maxim machine gun fell on his back, and soon another person came up to replace him, and continued to control the machine gun to shoot non-stop.

They obviously haven't found the location of the sniper, they just fired aimlessly, and amidst the hail of bullets, the attacking Dahua soldiers are still moving forward.

In the muddy crater, Dahua soldiers shouted slogans, and seven or eight people worked together to push a Maxim heavy machine gun with a shield and wheels to the designated position.

The corpses of Dahua soldiers were piled up under their feet, and their boots stepped on these corpses that had been soaked pale by the muddy water at the bottom of the pit. Countless Dahua soldiers continued to carry out the attack orders issued by the people above.

A Dahua Empire tank ran over the mud, crossed the black wreckage of a tank, and knocked down a fence that was already dilapidated.

Just as it was about to move forward, its track hit a mine, and a huge explosion shot up into the sky, tearing off the tank's track and killing everyone inside.

The surrounding Dahua Empire soldiers fell down a large area, and when they got up again, the crowd was much thinner.They climbed blindly over obstacles and were killed by oncoming bullets, hanging on fences, on stakes, on barbed wire, on bushes.

In close combat, the Datang Grenadiers, who have basically completed the replacement of the Type 56 assault rifle, obviously still have the upper hand.

Dahua soldiers still use Cyric 1 rifles with average performance, and they can only rely on bayonets to solve problems at close range.

It's a pity that the grenadiers of the Datang Group didn't give their opponents a chance to use bayonets to decide the outcome.They will shoot wildly and use the most brutal way to deal with the enemies in front of them.

Of course, unlike the last time when the Tang Army fought against the Mirage Army, both sides in the battle this time used grenades on a large scale. The Dahua Empire used wooden handle grenades produced by Cyric, which were copied It is the design of the first generation of hand grenades in Tang Dynasty.

Tang Guo used oval grenades with prefabricated fragments, similar to American grenades in World War II.Both grenades are very classic, so the battlefield has become extremely tragic because of the appearance of these grenades.

After getting close to each other, the soldiers of the Dahua Empire pulled out the drawstring under the wooden handle of the grenade, and threw the grenade emitting white smoke in the direction of Tang Jun.

Immediately afterwards, a tragic explosion came from there, and the rubble lifted up by the grenade splashed everywhere.Before the sound of the explosion in their ears subsided, these Dahua soldiers jumped up and rushed to the Tang army's position where the gunpowder smoke had not cleared.

And those soldiers of the Tang army who had just avoided the grenade came back to their senses at this time, picked up their weapons and began to fight back.

Intensive gunshots enveloped the battlefield, and those Dahua soldiers who rushed to the enemy's position with bayonets were hit by bullets and fell down trembling as if they had stepped on an electric wire.

More Dahua soldiers jumped over the corpses of their companions and continued to attack with weapons.They finally climbed over the low wall and fought with the Dahua soldiers who hadn't had time to retreat.

The gunshots gradually became thinner, another attack was repulsed by the Tang army, there were corpses of the Tang army on the battlefield, and more corpses of Dahua soldiers, everyone piled up together, looking bloody and cruel.

After a brief pause, more intensive shells landed near Lijia Village, some buildings were turned into complete ruins, and some flat roads were turned into big pits.

If you look down on the entire area, it looks like the surface of the moon is full of potholes. There are small craters next to the big craters, and there is no end to the layers.

Between these craters, there are also the wreckage of various tanks, at least more than 100 vehicles.Most of them belong to the Dahua Army, and there is also a No. 4 tank and two No. 4 assault guns belonging to the Datang Kingdom.

"Ah..." In the house of a wealthy family, two doctors were concentrating on cutting up the body of the wounded.The wounded on the bed let out twisted and piercing screams, and the blood on the ground could not even be wiped clean.

They don't have a good way to deal with large-scale wounds, so they can only choose to cut off the necrotic part. This is the most primitive healing technique and the best healing method.

It's just that such a simple and rude treatment will leave the wounded with disabilities that are difficult to repair.But in order to save their lives, who cares about these?

With screams, another soldier lost his arm.The anesthetic ran out, and it would take over an hour for a refill to arrive.

The enemy army blocked the road connecting Lijia Village with large-caliber heavy artillery. Although it did not completely cut off the Tang army's supplies, it added trouble to the Tang army's supplies.

The medical vehicles transporting the seriously wounded must be careful when passing through the blockade, which significantly reduces the efficiency of evacuating the wounded.

"Hold him!" Another wounded soldier was carried into the operating room by two slightly wounded people who came to help.

Compared with the unlucky guy whose elbow was blown away by the shell just now, this wounded man is obviously lucky.

Before he had time to wash away the blood on the operating table, the doctor inserted his finger into the hole in the wounded's arm.

Before the wounded man could scream, the doctor opened the wound with his fingers, and the tweezers in the other hand poked in, pulling out the deformed warhead embedded in the muscle with force.

Blood flowed out immediately, soaking the soldier's torn camouflage uniform.The doctor casually threw the warhead held by the tweezers into the tray next to it. At this moment, the wounded man who was shot and wounded finally regained his senses from the pain and began to yell crazily.

"What are you screaming for...you're still screaming after it's all over." The doctor snorted disdainfully, and the screaming wounded began to suppress his emotions under the doctor's taunt, and was about to shut his mouth.

But before he could shut up, the nurse stuffed antiseptic gauze mixed with alcohol into the wound, and for a moment the wounded man felt that he had been hit by a bullet again.

"Ah!" So he screamed again, and almost passed out.But the nurse saved him: the wounded man regained consciousness in pain because of the heavy bandage.

The windows that were supposed to provide sufficient lighting have been completely blocked by sandbags, so that no sunlight can penetrate through the gaps.

Although separated by two rooms, the deafening rattling sound of the diesel generator still made everyone in the operating room restless.

The shells falling in the distance made the ground tremble under the feet, dust and wall powder fell from the top of the head from time to time, and the chandelier kept shaking slightly.

The artillery shells of the Dahua Empire hit the utility poles a day ago, and all nearby buildings lost power supply.The consumables for emergency repairs have run out, and the repairs can only be continued tomorrow.

The factory next to the village where tanks can be repaired has become a battlefield. Soldiers from both sides are fighting non-stop in the ruins. The reinforcements from the Tang army arrived this afternoon to clear out the Dahua soldiers there.

The water plant has also been completely destroyed by bombardment, and the Dahua Empire obviously does not want Tang Jun to continue to use this water plant to improve his living standards.

There is no way, the Tang army stationed in Lijia Village can only honestly use various methods to solve the problem of water supply, just like the Dahua army on the opposite side.

For the two troops, the common good news is that there is no shortage of water here. Just use a raincoat to build a rainwater collector, and you can easily get a lot of fresh water.Just put a few disinfection tablets, boil it and drink it directly.

The bad news is that only Tang Jun has disinfection tablets, and the Dahua Army doesn't seem to be equipped with such things. They are more likely to get sick from drinking raw water than Tang Jun, who is backed by the village.

"Thuk Thu!" Among the ruins, Tang Jun's grenadiers jumped into the crater and killed the last panicked Dahua soldier, ending this round of fighting.

The battlefield returned to calm, only the sound of shells falling and exploding remained.The rain gradually increased again, and the wounded man who was almost tortured to death by the nurse was carried to the open space in the yard, which was a temporary resettlement area with ventilation on all sides.

Staring blankly at the rainproof tent above his head, he didn't know what he had experienced for a moment.

He suddenly felt that he was hungry. Although his arms were still hurting badly, and even though there were still some untreated shrapnel bruises on his body, he could still clearly feel that he was hungry.

Wiping his nose, he had the urge to cry, because he found sadly that his ration bag seemed... gone.

(End of this chapter)