Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom boom boom boom!

There is only one sound left in the whole world, the repertoire of death!

The flashes of the explosion formed a dazzling curtain of light, completely engulfing the dim skyline!

A strong smell of burning, a pungent bitter smell of explosives, the salty smell of instantly evaporated seawater, and... the stench of burning flesh!

Thick smoke and dust rose dozens of meters high in an instant, forming a gray-black curtain wall that covered the sky and the sun, shrouding most areas of the position in the darkness of doomsday.

Countless large and small stones, cold and wet mud balls, broken limbs, and torn equipment were shot out at high speed in the air waves like dead leaves in a strong wind!

A powerful shock wave swept across the ground, like an invisible giant plow, instantly filling the mud ditch that had just been dug!

Cut away those breastworks and bunkers! Throw the soldiers away like kites with their strings cut!

“My legs…!”

"Eyes! I can't see!"

"Help!! Ugh...!"

Shrill, inhuman howls rang out from the thick smoke one after another, but were instantly drowned out by the next round of even more violent explosions!

A heavy machine gunner who had just raised his head from the mud and water was trying to find his target. He just uttered a faint groan when a shell of either 127 or 140 mm fell less than five meters behind him!

"Boom!" A huge flame engulfed him and the heavy Maxim machine gun.

After the explosion, the machine gun twisted into a ball of burning scrap metal. The soldier, along with two or three people around him, was left with only half of his bloody military cap and a few blood-stained rags pushed to the side of the mud pit by the shock wave.

In a group of soldiers' bunkers not far from the position that had just been bombarded, a young communications soldier, who had just been silently adjusting the grenade fuse on his waist, was now kneeling in the cold mud and water, his violent coughing making his whole body spasm.

The shockwave from the close-range explosion just now shattered his eardrums, and the only thing left in his ears was a sharp buzzing sound and dull, inaudible distant thunder.

Warm and sticky liquid flowed down his earlobes and the sides of his neck, and it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or splashed mud.

He felt like his skull was cracking in pain.

With shaking, muddy hands, he desperately wiped the blood and mud from his face, trying to see the position in front clearly and grab the communication line to the rear, but all he could see was swirling mud and sand, dazzling light and distorted shadows. The whole world was filled with only roaring and dizzying darkness.

"Lower your fucking heads! Hold your heads! Stay in the pit and don't move! Whoever raises his head will die before the Japanese artillery stops!" Veteran Chen Changhe's voice tore through the smoke and roared.

He was shaken so hard that his internal organs seemed to shift, and his mouth and nose were filled with bloody mud. He desperately pressed the heads of several new recruits beside him who were already stunned and trying to stand up into the mud: "Hold it! If you want to vomit, spit it out in the mud! Don't move if you don't want to die!"

However, the despair is far from over!

Once again, a sharp, even more terrifying, unique whistling sound echoed in the sky... It was not the sound of vertically falling naval guns, but the sound of horizontal strafing and tearing through the air!

"Woo... Woo woo woo..." One after another, the Type 95 biplane seaplane reconnaissance planes painted with the ferocious rising sun emblem, like a steel vulture emerging from the ashes of flames, flew low over the inside of the coastline!

It roared with a shrill engine sound, and the two 7.7mm machine guns under its wings spewed out flames crazily, drawing out chains of scorching and dazzling light!

The rain of bullets was like a deadly metal whip, lashing the surviving soldiers who had just been ravaged by naval guns and the bunkers that had not yet been completely destroyed!

Puff puff puff puff puff! !

The mud was boiling under the dense barrage of bullets! The debris of the mud bags and sundry bags that had just been piled up on the bunker flew everywhere! The water sprayed more than a meter high!

A row of soldiers were trying to crawl to the rear from behind a half-destroyed mud wall. The dense bullet chains were like the scythe of the god of death, plowing mercilessly across their backs!

"Ah!", "Ugh..." After a few short and dull groans, several people's bodies shook violently, and several bloody holes burst out on their vests in an instant. Their bodies twisted strangely under the huge kinetic energy of the bullets, and then they fell heavily to the ground, and their blood quickly dyed the mud and water beneath them red.

A soldier subconsciously wanted to drag his injured comrade, but the Japanese plane in the sky made a beautiful low-altitude bank turn, and the light chain under the wing swept over again!

The bullet hit the mud at his feet, causing a dense spray of water, and at the same time directly penetrated the body of the wounded soldier on the ground!

A cloud of blood suddenly burst out from the arm of the person dragging him. The severe pain and impact made him scream and roll over. The body of the wounded soldier on the ground was no longer in shape.

The first round of saturation bombardment by sea and air firepower was like the first touch of the claws of hell, instantly tearing into pieces the defense barrier that had just been struggling to survive in the mud and water and "built" with human lives.

Every inch of land covered by the artillery fire became a hell of blood and flesh.

The soldiers huddled at the bottom of dirty, cold mud pits or craters, feeling the earth's continuous spasms and vibrations like a dying beast, their ears filled with the roar of explosions and the screams of death, their skin burned by flying hot debris, and the muddy mud water seeping into their wounds brought a piercing salty pain.

The combat orders that seemed clear just now seemed pale and powerless in the face of this absolute destructive force.

In the interval between the artillery fire, or more accurately, in the brief respite when the firepower was extending to prepare for the next round of attack, Chen Changhe struggled to raise his head from the mud pit and quickly spat out the mud, sand and blood foam in his mouth.

His bloodshot eyes peered through the choking smoke and saw a dense, heart-pounding cluster of landing craft on the sea not far away, rushing towards the mudflats at full speed! The waves split by the bows of the craft were clearly visible!

"Fuck the Japs! The infantry is coming!"

Chen Changhe's voice was like the howl of a wounded wolf. He suddenly grabbed the muddy rifle beside him, pulled the bolt hard, and roared like a beast towards the smoke-filled sea: "Damn it! Come here! Grandpa is waiting for you! Come if you have the guts!"

As if in response to his roar, deeper in front of the mudflat, in a low-lying mud swamp dozens of meters away from the coastline where the tide had just receded, a belated but resolute roar and roar suddenly came from behind a low mud wall!

That was the only heavy firepower that the 56th Division Independent Brigade could transport to the beach in a short time, the 82mm mortar!

At the same time, the rhythmic roar of the Type 30 heavy machine gun, which was imitated from Denmark by the Hanyang Arsenal, could be heard from all over the battlefield.

“Da da da da da da.!

“Bang…Bang…!”

The heavy Maxim's rhythm was sonorous and powerful, and the bullets were like a metal storm, sweeping towards the bows of several medium-sized landing craft in the front, which had rushed to less than 500 meters from the beach and were preparing to speed up to dock!

The mortar shell whizzed and landed on the sea surface beside a boat, causing a huge splash!

This was the first furious counterattack fired from the Desperate Land! Although this counterattack was as weak as a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it ignited the first ray of an inextinguishable flame on this mudflat shrouded in the dead silence of artillery fire!