Chapter 99 Preparations for the Unscrupulous Cannon (for jason-g2//11)
The Japanese attack was not abandoned because of the downing of one aircraft of the Hainan Aviation Force and the inability of another aircraft to attack.
They seemed to have made up their minds a long time ago, this time they must attack this annoying position in front of Luodian.
In other words, their commander believes that as long as they continue at the current pace, they can achieve such a goal and there is no need to retreat at all.
The main reason is that the two firepower support points on the salient position have no time to suppress them.
Suddenly, their attack went very smoothly.
On the one hand, the heavy machine gun operated by Yuan Sin had no time to suppress the Japanese infantry because it needed to ambush and look for opportunities to shoot down Japanese planes in the sky.
Now it is the original sin, the machine gunner, who is being treated by black Chinese medicine while making noises like a slaughtered pig.
Even though the sweaty black Chinese medicine doctor tried his best to make the treatment process as fast as possible, there was a warhead that stayed on the originally white buttocks of the original sin.
It would take three to five minutes to cut it open, stop the bleeding and wrap it up.
In such a period of time, Original Sin may not be able to continue firing.
As for Qingtian, the secondary shooter, why didn't he step forward and fire?
In fact, after this guy had re-adjusted the Min-24 heavy machine gun at first, he pushed it forward with confidence, held the handle of the gun with both hands, and used it to attack the Japanese.
Then, those bullets flew to nowhere, making this guy wisely give up on this wasteful action of bullets.
On the other hand, the 82mm caliber mortar operated by Bianrou was currently engaged in a fierce artillery battle with the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun.
It doesn't seem right to say this, because to other outsiders, this kind of artillery battle seems to be just that.
Even the whole process seems a bit boring.
Both sides quickly set up their artillery and fired the most three shells at each other, without even caring about the outcome of the hit or miss.
Immediately, they started to move positions as quickly as possible.
But in reality, such an artillery battle can be described as extremely thrilling; because as long as the artillery crew on either side is a little slow in moving the firing position, they will be locked in time by the opponent and killed.
During such a process, due to the high-intensity consumption, the fat bacon began to pant violently.
Because not only does his brain need to frantically calculate the ballistics and adjust the launch angle in the shortest possible time, but he also needs to participate in every mortar transfer. The physical consumption is astonishingly fast.
So after a short time, this greasy man from the modern plane found it extremely difficult to even move his whole body.
A pair of arms looked more like they were about to be scrapped.
I really wanted to drop the mortar that I was carrying with my crew, and just collapse to the ground without caring about anything else.
Don't blame the little construction worker, but you can't bear it now? This kind of consumption is really shocking.
Just thinking about the last "Takahashi Pancake" placed close to me in my arms, and the heavy heart behind it.
This guy inexplicably gritted his teeth, squeezed every ounce of fat in his body to get the strength, and just persisted.
In this persistence, he faintly noticed that the opponent on the opposite side seemed to be a little defeated.
Therefore, as long as he continues to grit his teeth and endure it, he can seize the most precious opportunity to send the other party to heaven...
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With a 'ding~' sound, a bullet that grazed Xu Feng's scalp hit a green brick on one side, shooting out a trail of sparks before the bullet flew away.
Not waiting for the new fire assault leader, he was lucky to have escaped.
The 6.5 mm caliber Tomosaka rifle bullet hit him with such force that the brick fragments flew solidly onto his face.
And because the wind had picked up before, the position was no longer so choking, so Sui Feng took off the gas mask that could protect his face to some extent.
Even in times of crisis, he instinctively closed his eyes to protect his fragile eyeballs.
But the result was that it was instantly planted on his face, cutting many small cuts.
Because of the consolation gift, Xu Feng was holding back an indescribable fire in his heart, and despite the severe pain on his face, he actually resisted the movements of his hands and did not deform.
He locked onto the door-block-like Japs who had just fired, and decisively pulled the trigger on his fingertips.
Feeling the recoil of the rifle when it was fired, the moment it hit his shoulder hard, half of the Japs' face was smashed into pieces.
After finally killing another Japs, Xu Feng lifted up one of his stained and tattered sleeves and wiped it on his face haphazardly.
In order to prevent the blood oozing from the wound on his forehead from blurring his eyes and affecting the subsequent battle.
Damn it! Just such a simple movement made Asufeng Yahuazi tremble a little because of the pain. Under the huge pain, he roared out at that time:
"Lao Hu, brothers can't stand it anymore. Hurry up and think of other ways~"
The reason why Xu Feng, a new commando captain, is so anxious is that at the current distance, the powerful Jinzao Thomson in the hands of their firepower assault team is far behind in terms of lethality and accuracy.
Too much, a bit useless.
Theoretically, the original Thomson has a maximum range of 500 meters and an effective range of 200 meters.
However, the quality of Yan Laoxi's knockoffs was poor to begin with, and coupled with the shooting skills of the rookies in the fire assault team, the accuracy beyond 50 meters was a mystery.
After hearing Xu Feng's shouts, Hu Biao instinctively observed the battlefield.
Immediately you can see that four people, Yang Dongli, fake foreign devil, Fat Paper, and Qingshan, have already attached a DIY grenade launcher to the 38-gai rifle in their hands.
After filling the Type 91 small melon grenade and blank ammunition into the barrel of the gun respectively, after roughly estimating the target's position and launch angle, he launched it with a muffled sound of 'dong~'.
Then, under the power of the exploding melon, the elite veterans of the Japs were knocked down one after another.
At the current position, their DIY rifle grenades are enough to capture the Japanese.
Therefore, they can use such weapons to kill the precise shooters on the Japanese side; because just relying on a sniper like a middle-aged warehouse manager cannot suppress the opponent at all.
But even so, the four Czech-style machine gunners on the position almost changed under the Japanese's targeted shooting.
More than a dozen other indigenous warriors who used rifles fell.
There was no way! In such a skillless exchange, the gap between the two sides was fully exposed. The distance between the elite Japanese and the motley crew of the Chinese was so obvious.
The use of DIY rifle grenades is a slightly higher quality weapon for an individual soldier, so not every rookie can use it well.
Instead of wasting the limited melon grenade and just watching the excitement, it is better to let the limited good hands use it.
After seeing the situation on the battlefield, Hu Biao certainly knew that he could not go on like this.
So Hu Biao, who originally planned to hold back for a while until the Japs crowd became denser, had no choice but to use a big killer weapon like the heartless cannon in advance.
He turned to face Xi Ling and shouted:
"Fire for me and kill the Japanese captain. That's right! Save some explosives and give me three at most."
"What the hell! Missed again." It was Xiling who uttered such a sentence in the midst of cursing, because he heard the order from Hu Biao's mouth.
It should be noted that this is because manpower is really limited.
The members of Hu Biao's team basically need to be multi-talented, and a carrot needs to fill many holes. Most of them just hold their rifles and fire first, and then do other things when they receive orders.
After hearing such an order, Xiling shouted: "The unscrupulous artillery crew, gather with me and start working."
It is a pity that of the four unscrupulous netizen members assigned to him this time, only two of them agreed at the moment.
Among the other two netizens, one was in a coma and was wrapped in gauze by the orthopedic surgeon An Tusheng. His whole body was as miserable as a rice dumpling.
The other one was blown away by a missed shell from the Type 92 infantry cannon.
At this moment, this guy was clearly lying on the ground, but his head was turned 180 degrees upwards in a weird way, so there was no need to rescue him.
The only good thing was that there was finally a loud explosion in the distance.
It was the bacon who seized the opportunity and finally hit the opponent's box of artillery shells with two rapid-fire shells. Under the violent explosion, the Japanese's four-man running team was completely wiped out.
At this moment, Bian Po collapsed to the ground in great excitement.
However, he bounced up from the ground again in the next second. That was because Hu Biaoxin hit the M35 helmet on his head with a small stone.
He cursed:
"Little Chi, are you really dead? If you're not dead, don't pretend to be dead. Kill the heavy machine gun at 1 o'clock. That grandson almost killed me~"