C357 Inferno Hell (1/2)

Thousands of people crowded together to advance in one direction, and the power of the group would form an energy potential. It would be futile for anyone to change direction within this power.

When the merciless rain of bullets began to reap the lives of the people in the trenches, it was not as if no one in the crowd didn't want to retreat. There were also quite a few who wanted to be a deserter. However, these clever soldiers were unable to break away from the crowd. Whether they were moving to the left or right, they would still be hit by others.

If you want to stop or turn around and run? That was even more impossible. The energy that was being carried behind her was even more powerful. In this force that allowed her to advance forward, anyone would be considered insignificant.

”Forward, forward, continue moving forward! ”Charge, continue charging …” Before the officer who was trying to boost morale could finish, a few muffled puchi sounds rang out and blood blossomed from his chest.

The corpse fell onto the ground, and was immediately trampled into the mud by the military boot. In this life or death situation, no one would consider whether or not they should respect the corpse.

Prussian's strict personality seemed to be a natural born material for army. Although the new recruits from special mix camp were afraid, their skills that were firmly grasped during military training were not the least bit messed up.

Pull the bolt, load the bullet, pull the trigger, and then pull the bolt again... The entire process was done meticulously, quickly, accurately, and fiercely.

The sight of six or seven hundred Maoists concentrating their fire was a sight to behold. The charging troops were being stripped off layer after layer like onions by the rain of bullets.

At this time, Xiao Letian also rose up 50 meters high into the sky. Handgrenade Preparation... Blast them to death! ” A lump of iron flew out from the trenches upon being ordered, and a bloody storm was set off amidst the charging crowd.

Due to various reasons, Xiao Letian's army had never been equipped with artillery. It was precisely because of this that they paid more attention to the research and development of single-soldier explosive devices like hand grenades and explosive devices.

Right now, Xiao Letian's new army only had around ten or so hand grenades, and they even produced the suggested gas grenades that were filled to the brim with yellow phosphorus. This round, he threw out a high-explosive grenade that was specially designed and produced by the Nobile Explosive Company. Mr. Nuo Beier's latest designs, all the explosives were given to Xiao Letian before he could even equip the Prussian army with them.

This was Mr. Nuo Beier's repayment for his kindness. Thanks to these Eastern officers saving the lives, the great fire in hamburger would have taken the lives of all the orphans.

If something like that really happened, even if Mr. Nuo Beier could push the blame to the French spy, it would still be difficult for him to pass that trial on his own conscience.

In return for the kindness of the Chinese, Mr. Nobile offered the latest explosives to the Chinese without waiting for Prime Minister Bismark's consent, and he made a verbal promise that he would set up an explosive plant in Naga at the end of the war.

The new type of explosive was indeed stronger than the black gunpowder. The same volume of grenade's power was actually two times stronger, and the whizzing fragments penetrated through the human body, blasting holes in it one after another.

Old Count was really old after all, he was so old that he could not control his emotions. When he saw his children dying tragically on the battlefield, he couldn't help but cry.

”I am guilty! My children, I'm sorry... How could I ever fight such a crappy battle in my life... ”But I have no choice. If you retreat now, those people who died in battle would truly die in vain …”

After saying that, Old Count's face became ruthless, ”So if you want to charge, you have to face the Death God's Scythe Charge … Only victory can end this massacre! ”

”Charge!” Everyone Charge... ”Kill your way through, and use your corpses to make a path for us …” Old Count shouted hysterically. He had already fallen into madness.

He was not the only one who had fallen into madness. The soul character of the special mix camp, Xiao Letian, had already become a madman a long time ago.

Xiao Letian had truly changed, he was no longer the little white-collar worker from his previous life who drank and flirted with girls in the rear seas. He was now able to remain indifferent while looking at the mountainous limbs that were broken.

”Fire, keep the fire going...” ”If there's too many enemies, we'll throw the grenades. This group of bastards will die …” Xiao Letian roared as he opened fire, his entire person becoming deranged.

”F * ck, laozi is bullying you. I'm bullying you for not having a rifling gun, for bullying you for not having a cover in the trenches, for bullying you for not having a universal grenade, and for bullying the backward tactics in your head …”

”Fuck, weren't you guys very fierce when you fired?” Push the cannon under my nose! ”

Only now did Xiao Letian understand why soldiers loved to swear. In this kind of iron-blooded battlefield, saying a few words would feel too good.

As long as he was a soldier, there would not be anyone that liked acid and vinegar. They would only like officers like Xiao Letian, who could make strategic plans, and who could curse and swear at real men like him who copied sabers.

Xiao Letian's continuous swearing not only did not make the brothers feel disgusted, it had even successfully raised everyone's morale. Especially after the grenade exploded, they looked at the horde of people with twisted faces filled with fear, and all of them started to secrete adrenaline, all of them going completely crazy.

”Come on, you son of a b * tch, grandpa I have plenty of bullets, I'll kill as many as I can …”

”This is great! It's really great! A good man can walk out of the country to fight in the national war. This is the only battle I've lived my entire life for nothing!”