Chapter 12: Veteran’s unique skills ()

(... Every veteran who has never died in many battles has his own skills, and he has his own skills in the pile of dead people. I have a brother who can tell whether there are living people within dozens of meters by feeling. My unique skill is that he will never fall down in close combat. I am the one who stands up in hundreds of close combat... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

The position was as quiet as death. All you could hear was the sound of your heartbeat and the unbearable heavy breathing. Everything in front of you was trapped in the darkness. You could only use the familiarity of the position to explore and move. The sky was lighter than the color of the earth. As long as you stick to the ground and look along the edges of the trench to the horizon in the distance, you could see the figures that happened to be moving there.

There are still a few fires on the position that are jumping and struggling, and they are on the verge of extinguishing, but no one will get close there, whether it is Chinese soldiers or Japanese, they are dying. No one will easily look at the fire with their eyes, because the light and shadow in front of them after seeing them will cause the eyes to be dull against darkness, which is also fatal.

The smoke had long since dispersed, but it was dark, and the positions were full of lurking dangers, because the battle continued, and every step here could expose themselves, and those Chinese soldiers or Japanese who did not know where they were lurking would open fire.

When the Japanese rushed to the position, they were still aggressive and often rushed around. However, after several rounds of attacks by the lurking Kuomintang soldiers, there were no more soldiers in the team; both sides began to play hide-and-seek on the position.

"Bang!" With a gunshot, the two sides started fighting again. The gunshots suddenly sounded in the darkness, and the gully flames started a new round of competition. The person who shot the gun succeeded. He quickly moved and "boomed" and exploded a grenade. This man was very cunning. When everyone thought he would move in the trench, he suddenly rushed out of the trench. Then when several rifles were aimed at him and fired, he threw the bullets above and rolled into a crater outside the trench and disappeared without a trace! Only those who were very familiar with this position and knew the location of each crater could do it. He was single.

The Japanese who threw the grenade knew that the wisp of blue smoke that had opened the fuse had exposed him, and he was also moving. When he had just turned a corner, a bayonet stabbed into his lower abdomen from bottom to top, and shouted to hug his head as soon as he fell down so that he could not make any sound. Then he pulled out the bloody stinger and rushed down the trench to the original place of the Japanese soldier who had just been blown by his own people, and continued to huddle in the trench... At this time, gunfires outside, and the Japanese who wanted to kill Dan'er fired and exposed themselves. They were counterattacked by Chinese soldiers lurking elsewhere. Both sides fired several shots, and the grenades also exploded a few; then, suddenly the battlefield calmed down, and everyone stopped fighting the fire again tacitly, and they all moved...

Cao Xiaomin was also moving. He had just shot one shot, and he didn't know if he had hit it. Then he moved. He felt about to be exhausted and panted and left his original lurking position. He was already suspected that he was going to die. Every part of his body was hurt: the gun that had been fired for a day, his right shoulder socket had been worn out by the buttstock, and now every shot was painful; the shrapnel on his legs that had been stabbed in earlier are now biting him all the time; the bayonet wounds in front of him just stopped bleeding, but they were broken in this tactical action; the most fatal thing was the shot on the left rib, which he was shot!

The feeling of being shot was like that. The scorching pain didn't hurt at all. He could feel the scorching heat passing through his body. The huge force brought him to the ground. It didn't hurt, but it was dizzy, and then it was the increasingly severe pain... Now every step he took, every movement he made would make his left ribs feel heart-wrenching pain, which made him unable to help but leave tears. Tears silently drew several map lines on his face covered with blood, sweat and smoke, making him look even more ferocious.

During the battle, he knew a lot of secrets: once he was huddled in a crater and suddenly heard a faint chirping of crickets, which made him feel relieved because it meant that there was no one around; it also made a nearer Japanese devil lose his guard, and then in the shadow, Jazzi's bayonet pierced into the Japanese's neck... The cricket chirping turned out to be Jazzi's!

The most comfortable person on the entire position must be Lao Bengya. This guy once deceived Cao Xiaomin. Cao Xiaomin thought he was dead: Lao Bengya was wearing Japanese clothes, and I don’t know which body he dug a large ball of brain to apply on his head. He bared his mouth covered in blood that was smashed in the previous battle, revealing his broken teeth... No matter how you look, they were all a corpse that even his head and face were broken! The Japanese were still fighting fiercely. They didn’t have time to deal with a broken corpse of their own people. Chinese soldiers all recognized Lao Bengya. Except for the first time when Cao Xiaomin, who thought he was dead, was startled by his eyes and blinking a few times, the others didn’t care about him at all, so they let him pretend to be dead there!

Lao Bengya was very amazing. He found an iron bucket and buried it in the ground. He stretched out one of his hands. It seemed that he was a corpse without even his arms, but the bucket was full of grenades! In this way, when he opened the fuze, he would not expose himself because of the blue smoke... I don’t know how many Japanese died in Lao Bengya’s hands in a daze.

According to Cao Xiaomin's rating, Lao Bengya's level of pretending to be dead is better than all the Oscar-winning actors and their makeup artists in later generations!

And Liu Er, you can always feel his existence in the Japanese soldier who was suddenly hit, but you never know where he was hiding! The battle that suddenly started fighting and suddenly stopped like before has exploded on the position, but Liu Er must be alive...

The Japanese were beaten up very badly, and there were about 60 people who came up later, a total of more than 260 people; now there are no more than Chinese soldiers on the position than Chinese soldiers. Their tragedy was that they encountered nine people who survived many fierce battles, and they encountered the battlefield ghosts who survived from more than 10,000 veterans who died in battle!

...Every veteran who has never died in many battles has his own skills, and he has mastered his skills among the dead. I have a brother who can tell whether there are living people within dozens of meters by feeling. My unique skill is that he will never fall down in close combat. I am the one who stands up in hundreds of close combat... Yes, every veteran who can survive is not simple. Grandpa's memoir is right. Cao Xiaomin now understands this. He already knows the unique skills of his name, Lao Bengya, and the second master... But what about his unique skills? Does he have it?

The encounter suddenly happened. When he turned a corner, Xueliang's bayonet appeared in front of him. One Japanese soldier, no, two appeared in front of him! Cao Xiaomin endured the pain in his left rib and suddenly stepped on the rifle with the bayonet in front of him, allowing the enemy's bayonet to stab him in the chest. He spit out three words in Japanese: "Own people!" He was wearing a Japanese steel helmet, he held the 38th cover, and his gun was equipped with a bayonet... Under the faint starlight of the night, everything looked no different from that of the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldier who stabbed him used too much force and stumbled away the bayonet, but he still scratched a deep stroke on Cao Xiaomin, but at this moment he didn't feel any pain. He had already swung his gun and stabbed the big artery on the right side of the opponent's neck and pulled it hard... Then he shot the Japanese behind him in the chest, who had not yet reacted!

This is his unique skill, he knows Japanese! He has not had enough experience in the battlefield, and he always has to face oncoming encounters. This is the fifth time. He is not good at bayonet skills and survives with just one mouth!

But this time he was facing not two people, but three! There was one behind the Japanese who was shot! The last Japanese man was shot and directly knocked his left arm away by a bullet passing through the previous Japanese man; his gun was hit to the ground, but the Japanese man with only one arm left rushed up after being stunned!

Like Cao Xiaomin, the opponent burst out with all potential in desperate situations. The Japanese resisted the horror and pain brought by the broken arm and rushed over directly before Cao Xiaomin's second bullet came out of the bore and knocked him down... Cao Xiaomin's shot triggered a gunfight on the position again. The bullets flew over the night sky above the trenches, and the grenades "boomed" nearby. Two remaining soldiers from China and Japan, with only one breath, were fighting dyingly!
Chapter completed!