131: Chapter 131 Brothers, are you afraid to die?
The Japanese Artilleryman Command Post.
Several Japanese Officers emerged from a circle of tents nearby.
They had all heard the earth-shattering explosion.
Those who were still fast asleep were jolted awake by the blast.
As soon as they woke up, they realized what was happening.
"Enemy attack!"
A Little Devil shouted.
They didn't yet know what had happened, only that an explosion had rung out.
Then, fire shot into the sky not far away.
That was the area where the artillery was kept.
Although the blinding firelight vanished in mere moments, many Little Devils saw it clearly.
They never imagined that there would actually be an enemy attack.
And a sudden enemy attack in the early hours of the morning, no less.
They had been very lax over the past two days, never believing that the Chinese Defenders on the mountain had the guts to attack them.
The result was that they were now under attack.
The explosion rang out across the position, and just at that moment, gunfire erupted in the distance.
The direction of the gunfire seemed to be the ammunition depot; realizing this,
the expressions of these Japanese Artilleryman Officers, who had just emerged from their tents, changed instantly. They immediately gathered the surrounding Chinese Soldiers to go and support the ammunition depot.
They had arranged plenty of troops around the ammunition depot, which would have been fine during the day.
But in the dead of night, it was difficult for those Chinese Soldiers to react in time.
At this moment, intense gunfire erupted at the ammunition depot.
The Little Devils patrolling the entrance of the depot had originally been drowsy, but they were shocked awake by the explosion.
But before they could react, gunfire erupted all around them, and countless bullets flew toward them.
These ten Little Devils were immediately riddled with bullets like sieves.
Bloody holes appeared all over the bodies of these Little Devils, and blood gushed out continuously.
The Chinese Soldiers of the third squad did not hesitate and immediately charged toward the ammunition depot.
This ammunition depot was clearly a temporary structure.
Upon opening the depot, they saw crates upon crates of ammunition inside.
These munitions included bullets, artillery shells, and grenades.
However, the ammunition depot consisted of more than just one tent.
They had only occupied one of them; the Little Devils guarding the other tents heard the loud noise and immediately became alert.
Then, they heard gunfire erupting all around them.
A large group of enemies emerged from the darkness.
These guarding Little Devils immediately organized a counterattack, but it didn't stir up much trouble and was quickly dealt with.
Looking at the ammunition in these tents, the squad leader in charge did not hesitate to order everyone to set up the explosives.
Since there were grenades in this ammunition depot, they didn't need to overthink it; they could simply pile these grenades together and place the explosives in the middle of them.
Blowing up the ammunition depot would surely cause significant damage.
By now, the Little Devils must have reacted and were rushing toward this location.
The squad leader was inside directing the Chinese Soldiers to set up the explosives when a soldier suddenly ran in from outside.
His voice was somewhat urgent.
"Captain, the Little Devils are coming, and our brothers are currently holding them off."
Upon hearing this, the captain immediately frowned.
"Hold them off! No matter the cost, do not let the Little Devils through. We will be finished setting up shortly."
"Yes!" Hearing the captain's order, the soldier immediately returned outside.
Gunfire continued to ring out outside; the sounds of the exchange made the combat engineers setting up the explosives feel somewhat anxious.
It made him subconsciously speed up his work.
There was no helping it; this was his first time setting up explosives on a real battlefield.
The sense of urgency that the enemy was about to arrive was something he had never experienced during training.
As long as they could blow up the Little Devils' ammunition depot, it would be worth it even if they all sacrificed themselves here.
At worst, they would perish together with the Little Devils.
With this much explosive, if they detonated it as the Little Devils rushed over, they would surely take all those Little Devils with them.
At this moment, on the perimeter of the ammunition depot, several squads of Chinese Soldiers had already engaged the Little Devils in combat.
The Little Devils who had arrived at the perimeter of the ammunition depot first were using machine guns to constantly strafe the Chinese Soldiers, suppressing them and preventing them from showing their heads.
Meanwhile, the other Little Devils were trying to seize the opportunity to charge into the ammunition depot area.
But how could these Chinese Soldiers let the Little Devils have their way?
Even if it meant death, they had to hold these Little Devils back.
Thus, the Chinese Soldiers braved the Little Devils' machine gun fire and shot at those attempting to charge in.
For a time, casualties on both sides surged.
"Captain, Captain, come over and look quickly." Just then, another soldier ran over, his tone somewhat flustered.
"What is it?" Seeing this, the captain immediately asked.
"Captain, come with me and see; I can't explain it clearly for a moment."
Upon hearing this, the captain immediately followed him.
Soon, he arrived at a nearby tent with the soldier.
After entering, the soldier pointed to a crate on the ground.
Then he opened the crate, and he immediately saw the contents inside; they didn't look like artillery shells.
However, when he saw the black symbols on these canisters, his expression changed instantly.
"These are the Little Devils' poison gas bombs."
After the captain finished speaking, an uproar immediately erupted in the livestream room.
Since the night raid started, the camera in the livestream room had not left this scene.
When the Netizens saw these crates upon crates of poison gas bombs, they all gasped in shock.
The Little Devils' poison gas attack yesterday had caused significant casualties to the Chinese Defenders on Zijin Mountain.
And here, there was actually an entire tent's worth of poison gas bomb reserves.
"Damn, these Little Devils have way too many poison gas bombs; it looks like there are dozens of crates, right?"
"I feel like there's more than that. With so many poison gas bombs, if they were all fired off, how many people would die?"
"Blow these poison gas bombs up; they must be destroyed."
"Won't this stuff leak if blown up? If it leaks, wouldn't our own people be unable to escape?"
"Looking at the current situation, the Chinese Soldiers likely won't be able to leave either. It's better to blow all this stuff up and take the Little Devils down with them."
"It really seems that way; there are too many Little Devils."
The Little Devils' reinforcements were constantly arriving.
If the ammunition depot were detonated, none of them would fare well.
On the perimeter of the ammunition depot, the Little Devils were launching a fierce offensive.
The Japanese Artilleryman Battalion Commander Fujita Isamu looked at the Chinese Soldiers appearing in front with a very gloomy expression.
The consequences brought about by this lax mistake were not something they could bear.
If the ammunition depot were truly blown up, none of these officers would be able to escape the blame.
The Little Devils' artillerymen launched continuous attacks, but their combat effectiveness was not comparable to infantry.
Even with a numerical advantage, they found it difficult to quickly eliminate the enemies blocking their path.
"Baka, attack quickly! If the Chinese blow up the ammunition depot, none of you will live," Fujita Isamu roared angrily.
No sooner had Fujita Isamu finished speaking than the Little Devils who heard the order immediately began a suicidal style of fighting.
However, the Chinese Soldiers blocking these Little Devils were even more fearless.
As long as they did not die, the Little Devils would not be able to pass.
Unless they stepped over their corpses.
The battle outside grew increasingly intense, and at this moment, the setup of the explosives inside the ammunition depot was nearing its end.
"Brothers, are you afraid of death?"