"Tuck your head back!" Li Jiu irritably slapped the big man on the head.

This tough guy quickly retracted his head!

There's nothing we can do, these soldiers from China are all new recruits.

Just like yesterday, it only took five months from joining the army to being killed in battle. During this period, there were almost two months at sea.

It is said that one hundred rounds of ammunition were fired during the shooting training on the ship!

Oh my God!

Can you go to the battlefield after firing a hundred bullets?

When I was a soldier, the recruit company shot a box of bullets.

Marksmanship is all based on bullets. If you learn on the blackboard, can you still shoot accurately?

Unfortunately, these guys were full of fanatical thoughts and went to the battlefield with enthusiasm. They couldn't see where their opponents were, so they peeped out to kill them and make meritorious deeds.

There were also some tough guys walking upright with guns on their backs.

In Li Jiu's opinion, these guys are inferior to those Sikhs.

At least now the Sikhs know that they must hide themselves inside the ruins. When looking outside, they must look outside through the gaps in the ruins.

Instead of sticking your head out with a roar!

The street fighting in the ruins had been going on for several months, and the Arabs on the opposite side had practiced their marksmanship very well.

There are even smart ones who cover their bodies with dust, mud and water as a disguise.

The gun is also known to be wrapped with cloth strips to prevent the metal part from reflecting light.

Although the effective shooting distance of the rifle is only about 200 meters, this is enough in Damascus, which is full of ruins.

In fact, more shooting occurs within a hundred meters.

In just three days, these Arab gunmen killed eleven of Li Jiu's men.

These guys didn't even have a long memory, so they just poked their heads out casually.

The streets were quiet. Without the sound of gunfire and explosions, the entire Damascus would be a dead city.

But the occasional sounds of gunfire and explosions are more dangerous than on the battlefield.

Because, every time there is a sound, one or several lives disappear.

Damascus is not bad during the day, although you need to hide in the shadows.

But as long as you don't go out or show your head, there is no danger to your life!

After all, being out on the street in broad daylight is suicide.

The night slowly opens, and darkness gradually engulfs the world. At this time, Damascus becomes a hunting paradise.

Under the shroud of darkness, everyone is a prey and everyone is a hunter.

Taking advantage of the last glimmer of daylight, Li Jiu finally saw a lump of mud moving in the periscope.

"Five meters from the edge of the No. 2 ruins, behind the stone." Li Jiu said in a deep voice.

The mortar crew immediately started loading. I don't know how many artillery shells have been eaten in this area. As long as the enemy's coordinates are reported, the mortar shells can accurately land at that place.

Moreover, the Ming Dynasty's mortar platoons were all organized with five guns, and every time they fired a salvo of five guns.

In order to destroy the enemy, Ming Dynasty did not care about firing a few more cannonballs.

Soon, the periscope saw an explosion with flames shooting into the sky, and at the moment of the explosion, you could even see blood flying.

An arm hanging on the edge of the ruins proved that this guy had been killed.

If you kill one more gunman during the day, one less Ming soldier may be killed at night.

The last ray of light was finally swallowed up by darkness, and Damascus became a hunting ground for human life again.

The flares were raised immediately, and the few guys who had been hiding all day and taking advantage of the darkness to move were immediately illuminated.

Before he could stand up and run, mortar shells hit him.

It could be seen in the firelight that the whole person was lifted more than two meters high by the air wave of the explosion.

Countless shrapnel hit his body, and blood spurted everywhere.

Then came the second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot, and the fifth shot!

The cannonballs fell one by one, and the people were blown away again like fallen leaves in the wind.

Then, countless shrapnel kept going in and out of his body!

The flesh and blood left the body piece by piece as the shrapnel cut away.

Finally, a shell landed directly on the body and exploded. This was the end of the gunman's painful journey!

In just one second, a large living person turned into fragments of unrelated corpses.

This is just daily life in Damascus, even rats know it. To eat corpses, you should eat them openly during the day and do not come out at night.

A single movement in the dark can be fatal.

"Spread out, don't sleep, shoot everything that moves." Li Jiu shouted loudly.

Then, he got into the foxhole under the big rock and put on the helmet.

My eyes widened and I looked outside!

The flares behind him will fire every five minutes. When one goes out, another one will rise into the sky.

The interval in between is only ten or twenty seconds. Some very confident guys want to take advantage of these ten or twenty seconds to move their positions.

It is convenient to get closer to the Ming army. If you can bring a Ming army head back, you won't have to worry about food and drink for at least three years.

The weather in Damascus was very hot, and Li Jiu only dared to touch the kettle to his mouth.

This trench, one and a half meters wide and two meters long, is where he will stay tonight.

Even if I need to poop or pee, I have to stay in this trench.

There is no other way, as long as you dare to step out, you will be beaten into a sieve.

And you still don’t know where the bullet came from.

The first half of the night was okay, the mortars were firing loudly.

It's different now than before. You don't have to worry about ammunition anymore.

Beirut is now back in the hands of the Ming Dynasty. After the arms are unloaded at the port, they will be transported by something called a car.

Li Jiu followed and escorted a vehicle. The vehicle could carry five tons of ammunition at a time and ran faster than a carriage.

A journey of one hundred kilometers takes just over three hours.

I heard that once the highway is repaired, it will take less than two hours.

Now the mortar shells are opened and fired. It doesn't matter whether the barrel is fired red or the base number is fired in one night.

In urban street fighting, the mortar is definitely a good weapon.

"Boom!" A different sound was obviously heard.

This is the sound of landmines, and it seems that the Arabs are still getting closer.

They have stepped on a landmine!

This type is relatively large, and one mine is enough to blow someone up.

This guy should be lucky, after all, he'll be done with just one of these landmines.

Most of the Ming army's landmines were small mines with little explosive power and little lethality!

But if you step on it, you will die, either the whole foot will be lost, or half of the foot will be lost.

The pain was so painful that I wanted to die, but I still couldn't die.

Every night in the middle of the night, you can hear screams like wolf howls, made by people who have stepped on such landmines.

Generally speaking, people with such injuries can crawl back and survive.

However, it is basically impossible to walk on two legs in this life.

Li Jiu felt that after the war, there should be many more lame Arabs in this land who had lost their left or right feet.

Soon, Li Jiu heard the sound of a weak explosion.

These are those small mines!

Li Jiu shook his head, pulled the bolt of his gun and began to prepare for battle.

Staring at the snow-white ground illuminated by flares, he flipped the safety with his thumb. Aiming at all the squirming things on the ground, the Aka rifle began to fire.

Three-round burst shooting greatly improves the hit rate within 100 meters.

At the same time, it also increases the fatality rate after hitting!

“Da da da…!
To be continued...