Chapter 3039 Corpses Everywhere

The corpses of Japanese soldiers in various forms of death lay scattered all over the ground, and the missing arms and legs that had been blown up by shells were scattered all over the ground.

There is an unlimited supply of blood and minced meat here. Alsim, who has seen this scene many times before, does not even frown. He just raises his gun and leads his soldiers to spread out in a search formation. The infantry fighting vehicles advancing at a constant speed continued to advance together with the tanks.

"There are dead people everywhere for almost a kilometer, and no one is alive yet."

Not far away from Alsim, Sulovechenko, who was also leading the search with another platoon, frowned.

It's not because of the extremely strong-smelling Japanese scene in front of me, but because from the moment I saw the first Japanese corpse after getting off the car, even if I haven't advanced one kilometer, I should be almost there.

After approaching the enemy for one kilometer, I still haven't seen a living person. As far as I can see, there are only corpses and corpses. There are all kinds of weapon fragments and burning wreckage everywhere.

Seeing a hand sticking out of the floating soil in front of him, Sulovchenko, who wanted to try his luck, immediately raised his gun and stepped forward. When he came to the floating soil, he held up the AK with the bayonet and stabbed it on the spot.

The feeling of piercing into the soil is as soft as piercing into cotton, and there is no firm feeling like the tip of the knife touching flesh and bones.

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Sulovechenko, who shook his head helplessly, could already guess the result. While still holding the gun in his right hand, he freed his left hand, grabbed the hand protruding from the floating soil, and pulled it out.

The results of the facts before us can only be said to be true, consistent with the results that Sulovechenko judged based on experience.

The hand buried in the floating soil is just a hand.

The arm that was supposed to be connected to the hand had long since disappeared, and as for the body behind the arm, it was unknown where it was blown away.

From the moment the ethereal touch came from the front of the bayonet, Sulovechenko knew that there was a 99% chance that this would be the result.

Looking at the severed hand that had no trace of blood left, it was cold and without any warmth, and it had been removed from the body for who knows how long.

The useless Sulovechenko threw the Japanese's severed hand aside like trash, and then continued to raise the rifle in his hand and walk forward.

"A lot of horses died here. Are those Japanese cavalry?"

"No, that's right. Look, this dead guy still has a saber on him."

As these two warriors communicated in low voices said.

Among the various corpses visible to the naked eye at the shelling site, horse corpses may not be the most numerous, but they are certainly the most eye-catching.

A large number of corpses of war horses that had been killed by shelling, blasted to death, or even died of shock on the spot were almost everywhere.

The powerful 203 cannon and the even more terrifying 310mm rockets blew these specially trained war horses to pieces and even shattered them on the spot.

We have seen many dead people on the battlefield, but there are indeed relatively few dead horses on the battlefield.

Seeing the corpse of a war horse in front of him being blown into two pieces at the waist, all kinds of stinky internal organs in the abdominal cavity of the huge severed limbs were scattered all over the ground along with the broken bones. The smell was far stronger than that of the corpses of the Japanese soldiers.

Even veteran soldiers like Alsim Company who have experienced hundreds of battles will try to stay as far away as possible if they can't get close, because the smell that floats in the wind is too strong and pungent.

"The meat is still fresh. It's such a large amount. It would be a pity to leave it here to rot."

Although the Alsim Company's casualty ratio is not low, the ratio of veterans is also high. The veterans who can survive are basically top elites with full battlefield survival skills and tactical tactics. Although they are not as good as their company commanders, they are still far superior to ordinary people.

Among them, there are many veterans who participated in the Battle of Stalingrad, and even the Battle of Leningrad even longer ago.

Thinking back to those difficult years, in fact, the most difficult thing to deal with was not the German Nazis.

At least they were both flesh and blood with two heads on their shoulders. They would still die if they were shot, bayoneted or blown away by artillery. As long as you have the courage, the nuggets will turn into corpses.

But invisible hunger is a more terrifying enemy than Nazism.

Destroying the bodies of soldiers and obliterating the will of the Red Army will cause even greater trouble than those Nazis who are armed to the teeth.

At least the Nazis can be eliminated, but hunger, as long as the battle does not end for a day, you can only bear it with your life, no matter how powerful the weapon in your hand is, it cannot be eliminated.

I recall those days when even mice were caught and boiled, and it was a sumptuous meal with whatever was edible.

As for the war horses, they had all been killed long ago.

When famine swept through the Red Army in the early to middle period, the war horses that had been partners and comrades in arms were already killed and shared, to the point of eating rat meat. Where could there be any war horses to kill?

Now that I see the horse meat everywhere in front of me, I can't help but feel emotional.

The soldiers who once fought hungry and could only eat a piece of bread a day felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts when they saw edible things, especially the horse meat of war horses, being thrown away and wasted in this way.

"I was reminded of the time in the suburbs of Berlin when German civilians fought with horse-meat knives in order to snatch the carcass of a horse, and several people died?"

"The horse's corpse obviously couldn't be eaten, but a living person still died from it. Human nature has long since rotted and stinked just like the horse's corpse."

“Shhh—there seems to be movement ahead.

Before the two warriors who were conversing finished speaking, another warrior on the side suddenly raised his hand to signal.

Something seemed to be moving in the pile of corpses on the ground. The alert soldiers clearly saw that the loose soil buried on the pile of corpses loosened and slid down. It didn't seem to be caused by the wind at all.

"Cover me."

After making a gesture of needing cover and keeping silent, the three soldiers immediately dispersed their formation and approached the pile of corpses buried by loose soil from the left, middle and right at the same time.

When they got closer, they found that the pile of loose soil was actually a huge bomb crater.

It seemed that another heavy artillery shell with a very close landing point exploded nearby, stirring up tons of loose soil from the sky, and directly buried the Japanese soldiers hiding in the pit who were unknown whether they were alive or dead, or who might still be alive and breathing.

There were more than one Japanese hiding in the bomb crater, and it could be seen from the fact that there were more than one pair of hands and feet exposed outside the pile of loose soil.

The huge amount of soil, even if it was just loose soil, buried on a person was definitely not something that the buried person could escape from, even if his hands or feet were still exposed.

If no one helps, the result is predictable.

Temporary burial alive will become permanent burial alive, and lack of oxygen and suffocation can kill people completely in just a few minutes.

According to the time, it is highly likely that there will be no Japanese soldiers buried in the pit alive.

But it is true that the pile of loose soil is moving. Maybe some lucky Japanese soldiers are stuck in the gap between some corpses and can breathe, and they are lucky enough to live until now.

The soldier who walked to the pile of loose soil decided to give it a try. Under the cover of his comrades, he immediately took out the engineer shovel and quickly dug up the loose soil on the top.

Soon, a steel helmet that was still moving appeared in the field of vision first.

"Help - save me - who can help me -"

"Is there really a survivor?"

The soldier who realized that his digging was not in vain was delighted, and without saying anything, he immediately raised his hand and continued to dig up the remaining loose soil with the engineer shovel.

The Japanese helmet that was still moving, the real owner of the Japanese cry for help under the floating soil, was finally dug out and saw the light of day again.

But the condition was not very good. The long-term lack of oxygen had made this unlucky guy breathless, and his eyes were rolling up. It was estimated that he would die if he was buried for another ten minutes.

"Hey! Take a breath! Can you still speak? Nod your head if you can, I have something to ask you."

After a long period of battle preparation, the leadership army, whose soldiers were not of low quality, has basically deployed soldiers who know Japanese to the squad level, and soldiers or commanders who are proficient in Japanese in every platoon.

For top elites like the Alsim Company, soldiers who are proficient in Japanese can even be achieved in every squad.

Of course, it is not Siberian roughs like the company commander, but other soldiers or grassroots commanders with sufficient cultural level, such as the squad leader who took the initiative to rush forward to ask questions.

"He-ha-he-ha-"

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Seeing that the Japanese soldier who had seen the light of day again was only concerned with breathing heavily, his eyes bulging out like cow eggs, he was struggling to survive, so how could he care about speaking and answering.

"Why don't we go somewhere else? It's just a waste of time to follow this guy."

The deputy squad suggested, but the squad leader still planned to give it one last try.

After all, after walking a kilometer and encountering this one living person who can be found in the open, the probability of taking a chance is really too low.

"Hey! Speak, I want you to speak! If you can hear me, nod your head in response, immediately!"

The Japanese soldier who was breathing heavily did hear it, but he did not respond with a nod or verbal words.

"Suka! Squad leader, be careful!"

The Japanese soldier just pulled out his right hand hidden under his body, and the soldier who was quick-eyed and quick-handed and shouted loudly immediately stepped forward, raised the AK with a bayonet in his hand and aimed at the arm with all his strength.

"Ah!!!"

The Japanese soldier who was just barely breathing and gasping for air screamed directly. His arm was pierced by the bayonet and his disguise was exposed.

What rolled out from his uncontrollable right hand was a grenade with the pin pulled out.

"This bastard actually wants to die together!? We shouldn't have saved him!"

The leaders' soldiers who fought against the Japanese army for the first time had not yet experienced the madness of these crazy people.

Although there have been various courses and learning manuals issued before, popularizing that there will be quite a lot of fanatics in the Japanese army who are unwilling to be captured, and will detonate grenades to die together even if they are seriously injured.

But seeing it on paper and encountering it in reality are two different things after all. The soldiers who saw these crazy people for the first time were still a little surprised.

It is indeed unexpected that even at the point of being buried alive, the Japanese devils not only did not surrender but also wanted to drag others down with them and die together. The fanaticism and madness of this invader is rare even among the Nazis.

Ignoring the half-dead Japanese soldier who was being stared at after being stabbed in the arm by a bayonet, he walked to the grenade that was kicked away by the soldier after being stabbed by a bayonet, and then bent down and reached out to pick it up.

"Here, it's safe. It's one step short of exploding."

Because he had previously learned about the general performance and characteristics of Japanese military equipment, the squad leader who noticed something was wrong went forward to pick up the kicked grenade and found that the situation was as expected.

The Japanese soldier who wanted to drag people to death together only had time to pull out the safety pin, but had no chance to knock the firing pin again to trigger the primer, so he was kicked away by the quick-eyed soldier with a bayonet.

The strange design of the Japanese grenade that needs to be knocked before the primer can be fired is indeed rare, which indirectly leads to the Japanese soldiers often failing even if they want to pull people to die together.

In this scene of being captured with a gun against the nose, any opponent with quick eyes and hands will not give you the opportunity of the Japanese devils to knock the grenade against a hard object again.

Thanks to this strange and stupid design made by the Japanese themselves, the grenade that was kicked on the body and flew out on the spot did not explode, but was picked up by the squad leader and shared with his comrades.

"Will this thing explode suddenly?"

The soldiers who saw this strange object for the first time were still a little worried, but the squad leader who had studied the Japanese equipment manual thoroughly was confident and explained to the soldiers by pointing to the safety part at the front of the grenade.

"The firing pin hasn't hit and moved down yet, so this thing can't explode. It can be clearly seen from the appearance that the front part must be knocked in before it will explode."

After studying the Japanese's strange grenade, the squad leader casually threw it out of a safe distance. Knowing that there was no need to talk nonsense, he raised his hand and pointed forward, indicating to continue moving forward.

Another soldier who understood immediately stepped forward, raised the AK with a bayonet in his hand, and gave the Japanese who was looking for death a quick death on the spot.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, directly stabbing him through the heart, and his head tilted to end the dog's life.

"Are all the Japanese devils like this? This is too crazy."

After finishing the matter, the squad leader came to Sulovchenko, and while continuing to hold the gun and move forward vigilantly, he asked in a low voice, but all he got was Sulovchenko's answer without changing his face.

"There are fanatics and able-bodied soldiers, just like the Nazis had crazy SS soldiers, but there were also able-bodied soldiers who were afraid of death. You must remember the Berlin incident."

"So keep looking, there will definitely be other discoveries."

Before Sulovchenko finished speaking, the roar of the tracks of the infantry fighting vehicle beside him continued. Not far away, Alsim had already gained what Sulovchenko said.

"Open your eyes and speak clearly, where did your large troops go? Where are the survivors?"

Unlike Sulovchenko, Alsim dragged out the driver soldier who was stuck and half-dead from the wreckage of a destroyed Japanese truck.

I only found out after a rough question.

It turned out that this guy was originally a truck driver who delivered food to the flour mill run by the Japanese in the Northeast, until the Kwantung Army recruited able-bodied soldiers everywhere, especially skilled talents who could drive cars. He was forced to join the army as a troop transport truck driver with a summons, and has only been there for three months.

So this guy is not only afraid of death and begging for mercy, but also very willing to answer Alsim's questions, and the words of begging for mercy came out of his mouth immediately.