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Chapter 866 Battlefield Concert

Of course, he didn't know that the person he ordered had already gone to see Amaterasu. He thought the machine gun was malfunctioning, and he cursed in his heart. At the same time, he greeted several female elders of the dead machine gunners in bird language.

"Da da da……"

The fire that sprayed bullets finally flashed in his anxious eyes.

However, his anxious eyes instantly turned into panic and disbelief, because the bullets that followed were coming straight towards him, piercing his thin body from bottom to top, leaving a string of blood. At the same time, the 7.9 mm

The powerful kinetic energy of the bullet caused him to spin uncontrollably on the spot, and then he fell to the ground dead with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Liu Hei's machine gun control skills have already stood out during the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, and he became the second member of the mercenary group after Uncle Ma to truly feel like a machine gun. The stable body of the Maxim heavy machine gun made him even more comfortable in operating it.

Handy.

After knocking down Yushi Ozawa who was yelling at him, his gun line did not pause at all, and swept all the way behind Yushi Ozawa. The Japanese soldiers in the second position did not understand what was going on.

Suddenly, the bullets sprayed violently from behind passed through him in a straight line like a ruler.

Then it went straight back from the end, and directly used machine gun bullets to plow two almost parallel straight lines on the left and right in the 100-meter-long trench.

Of the twenty-odd Japs in the position, including all members of the two light machine gun groups and the two grenade groups, not a single one was left alive. They were all blasted with 7.9mm machine gun bullets.

Those who were beaten to death directly were relatively lucky, while those who were beaten to death but whose limbs were torn apart were miserable. The heart-rending screams directly penetrated the night sky, making people feel a little scared when they heard them.

Seep.

The reason why these devils' voices are so sad is of course the pain, and also the grievance and confusion in their hearts.

"Who knew, Baga, that there was an enemy coming from behind? I was having a good fight, so you shot me in the back. You Baga are so despicable! I, Baga, died unjustly!

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Of course, Liu Hei's machine gun was not the only one participating in the battle at this time. Zhou Wen, Xu Dacheng, Ergazi and Li Hu no longer used pistols. There were so many Japanese soldiers with their backs to him, and he was at a high place with a clear line of sight.

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As the saying goes: beat the high and beat the low, beat the fool.

This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Everyone picked up their Suomi submachine guns and joined in this leisurely and joyful shooting game.

Zhou Wen and the others would naturally not compete with Heizi for business. Unless they were crazy, they would use submachine guns to compete with the Maxim heavy machine gun in terms of lethality. Even a few submachine guns combined would not be enough.

Zhou Wen and the others were shooting at the Japanese infantry in the first trench.

"Ta da da...ta da...ta da da..."

"Ta-ta-ta...ta-ta-ta...ta-ta-ta..."

The cheerful jumping sounds of heavy machine guns and submachine guns seemed to be playing a waltz with a relaxed rhythm.

Those devils danced in the rhythm of heavy bass and alto, twisting their bodies and joints with various ultra-difficult movements, emitting high-pitched screams that eclipsed the world's top singers, and then in the music

Spitting out the last drop of blood from the body.

In this music performance, Zhou Wen's fast-paced bursts are like a drum set, with dense but beautiful rhythm, while the other team members play like a piano, with the keys beating along with the rhythm of the drum set.

There is only one person playing the role of the violin, and a long note is played from the beginning of the string to the end without any pause.

Of course, this person can only be Xu Dacheng.

And this thing is quite plausible.

"Brother, I am a cannon player. Why don't you have the patience to play burst shooting with precision shooters like you? Just hold the trigger and don't move. Just sweep it to the end and you're done."

"Besides, if you shoot some shots with a pervert like Zhou Wen, you can hit a hammer, but he will wrap it up. All you hit are corpses, right?"

"It's not like me, brother, if I push the shuttle to the end, how come a few heads come into the account?"

At the end, under the disdainful eyes of Zhou Wen and the others, this tough guy still smacked his lips and said: "This gun is really not fun to play with. If you want to say it is black, thick and powerful, it has to be my buddy's mortar."

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After Zhou Wen and the others set off, Miaohua, Tijing and the others used the cover of darkness to get within 30 meters of the Japanese artillery. The artillery was surrounded by a circular trench, which was where the Japanese army was preparing to capture the position on the mountainside.

The backup line of defense was behind the scenes, but now the trenches were empty.

The artillery closest to Miaohua and the others are four Type 41 field guns. Now these direct-fire artillery can't shoot enough to deal with the Chinese attacking troops on the mountainside, and they are on alert.

Miaohua noticed that each artillery piece was spaced more than ten meters apart, and there were six Japanese artillerymen around it who were guarding the artillery positions with full vigilance. The muzzles of the artillery pieces were lowered and aimed at the mountain pass to the south.

At a glance, Miaohua knew that this was a posture specially designed to deal with Chinese mountaineering troops. Once the troops attacking the mountain broke through the Japanese infantry defense line, these artillery pieces would indiscriminately attack the enemies who climbed to the top of the mountain.

Miaohua could imagine that once the officers and soldiers of the 109th Brigade in the south climbed to the top of the mountain, they would immediately be exposed to the direct firepower of these four 75mm artillery.

It would take at least a few minutes for the Chinese army to break through the enemy's layers of resistance and rush to the artillery position.

With the ability of well-trained Japanese artillery, each gun can fire at least 8-9 rounds in 1 minute. 4 guns are more than 30 rounds of artillery shells, and if it takes more than 3 minutes, it is less than 100 rounds of artillery shells.

Thinking of this, Miaohua couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. If 100 artillery shells exploded in less than 1,000 square meters between the mountain edge and the artillery position, who would be left alive?

The little devil is really vicious. He wants to attack indiscriminately and drag his own infantry to die together with the enemy.

But now, Miaohua laughed in her heart, and she entered the Japanese trench with a light roll. The other team members who followed also entered the Japanese trench and spread out along the circular trench.

There is a ready-made position, and it can also surround the Japanese, so it is not used in vain.

At the moment when Liu Hei's machine gun fired, Miaohua, who had long been prepared for an assault in the west, waved her hand, Tijing was on the left, Tieniu was on the right, and started firing with pistols.

Lieutenant Jiro Nishiura, the artillery squadron leader of the Japanese 13th Regiment, is also a young officer who combines professionalism and fanaticism.

Although the highest commander of the Japanese army on Heizui Mountain was Captain Ozawa Yushi, the infantry squadron leader, Lieutenant Nishiura had his own views on this defensive battle.


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