Chapter 119 Killing a Blood Path (5) [for jason-g4/11]
After rushing into the Japanese artillery position, the original 30-person action team, including Hu Biao, the street commander, only had 11 people left.
It almost brought the team's remaining combat strength down to single digits.
In other words, in a short encounter, Hu Biao and others suffered heavy casualties.
Among the remaining people, there are Hu Biao, Yang Dongli, Jason, Xiongnu Master, AT, Swordsman, Qingtian, An Tusheng, Sinner, Black Chinese Medicine Doctor, Zhuye and so on.
Most of them are veterans in the team.
It seems that after many high-intensity battles, the combat effectiveness of these people has been rapidly improved.
Or to put it another way, at least they are not so easy to die, and they have made great progress in their ability to survive on the battlefield.
By the way! Being able to break through the Japanese defense line with 11 people was actually beyond Hu Biao's expectations.
It's a pity that now, it's still not the time to be happy; hell! There are still people left to cut off the queen, and no matter who is assigned to such a fatal task, it is a difficult choice.
However, Hu Biao will no longer have to worry.
That's when he spoke, orthopedic surgeon An Tusheng and doctor Hei, the two team doctors who had always been in the safest position in the previous battle, stepped forward.
After they rushed into the artillery position out of breath, they did not continue to rush towards the two Japanese cars.
Instead, they worked together to lift the Type 92 heavy machine gun that had been blown up by the mortar shell fired by Bian Po in the previous time, and pointed it at the direction they came from.
At this time, the Japanese pursuers had already appeared at a position more than 200 meters away.
Finally, with unusually unfamiliar movements, the black doctor removed a deformed bullet plate from the heavy machine gun and replaced it with a new one.
The orthopedic surgeon, who was sitting in the main shooter's position, shouted without looking back:
"Now that there are no wounded to take care of, it's time for us two doctors to step in. Damn it! When it's time to fight, those of us in white coats won't give up."
After saying that, he began to operate the machine gun and started firing.
In terms of specific accuracy, compared to a cheating product like Original Sin, it cannot be compared to the designated one; but it is still very accurate, and it has brought down several devils in the blink of an eye.
Amidst the sudden roar of heavy machine guns, the Japanese who had just charged fell down again.
Tonight can be said to be the extremely humiliating history of such a Japanese army, a night that is unbearable to look back on; because they met some men who cannot be measured by common sense.
Yes, that's right!
Some men who came from the modern plane may have a lot of bad things about them, but they are worthy of the word "man"...
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After losing two more military doctors, the remaining members of Hu Biao's team now only have 9 people, officially reduced to single digits.
And for such a team of only 8 people, having a Japanese truck is enough for them to use.
It was only at such a critical moment that Hu Biao and the others discovered a speechless problem, a small detail that they had ignored.
Speaking of drivers who can drive, they were considered high-level talents during the Republic of China.
So in the modern plane, it is just an extremely common life skill.
Therefore, almost every modern person who survives in the team can drive. After all, even Hu Biao, a poor guy who doesn’t even own a car, followed the trend and learned a C photo when he was in college.
Among them, Jason, the fake foreign devil, and Yang Dongli, the staff officer, can also drive trucks and armored vehicles.
Even if a Type 94 six-wheel truck like the Jiazi is a bit primitive, it should still be able to operate.
But the crux of the problem was that after Jason sat in the driver's seat, he turned the car key and found that there was no movement from the engine. That's when he realized something.
He quickly leaned his head out of the car window.
Hu Biao, who was about to hold the shell gun in one hand and hang it on the pedal with the other, shouted: "This kind of classic car needs to be cranked with a handle to start the engine. Hurry up and find the handle to crank it."
‘Shake it up’? Think of it as being in a disco.
By the way! After hearing such a statement, Hu Biao was very confused.
Because as a post-90s generation, he saw a silly old man in some old movie scenes, holding a long curved handle in his hand and shaking it at the front of the car.
Then, the old-fashioned truck with a long nose emitted a puff of black smoke from the butt...
"Quick, quick, quick, hurry up and start it."
A minute later, with sweat all over his head, Hu Biao started shaking a handle with both hands, which made him very anxious.
There was no way! Almost ten seconds ago, all the gunfire from behind stopped.
This means that the black Chinese medicine doctor and the orthopedic surgeon who stayed to stop the enemy were all killed in the battle; so with such a distance of more than 200 meters, it really wouldn't take long for the Japanese to catch up.
The question is, faced with such a situation, besides using all his strength and shaking the handle vigorously, what else can Hu Biao do?
Fortunately, when the red-faced Hu Biao shook the handle until it flew up, it quickly took effect.
In the next second, the roar of the engine finally sounded in his ears.
The sound of this antique engine, which was not rich at all, fell on his ears at this moment, and it was as beautiful as the sound of nature.
Jason, who was operating the car, immediately did not dare to delay at all.
When he stepped on the accelerator hard, he also turned the steering wheel hard, causing the car to turn a corner amidst the fierce friction of the tires and drove onto a dirt road. He had no intention of waiting for Hu Biao to get in the car.
Hu Biao grabbed a hand stretched out from the carriage after a light jump.
Relying on such a leverage, I boarded the car that was already running wildly in the night.
During the whole process, I could even clearly feel the pursuers behind me, as well as the counterattack firepower in the carriage. Bullets from both sides were flying around me, which was very exciting.
After getting on the bus, Hu Biao lay helpless on the wooden board of the carriage.
Just feeling the gunshots behind him and the angry screams of the Japanese getting farther and farther away, Hu Biao still felt unusually lucky.
What the heck! That ‘one guy’s buying and selling’ plan has finally passed the first step successfully.
The problem is that soon after, Hu Biao, who thought of one of the key points, bounced up from the ground like a corpse.
He cursed nervously: "No, because I had too many things to do, I forgot to tell you that I was going to blow out the tires of another car. Did any of you do this?"
However, when faced with Hu Biao's question, other people's faces looked a little strange.
In the end, the Hun Dharma God still hugged his rifle with a sniper scope and lay on the back of the car like a puddle of mud. He answered with a wry smile:
"There is no need to blow out the tire, the criminal took the initiative to stay and hide under the car.
Because he took a look just now and saw that the truck was filled with artillery shells and explosives. After the devils gathered, he would directly detonate the explosives in that truck."
After hearing such a statement, Hu Biao subconsciously opened his mouth a little, wanting to say something for the sinner's choice.
But even when the words came to his lips, he still suppressed them all.
Because he knows that all words of praise are so pale in front of the actions of sinners.
Just like that, in the silence of the entire carriage, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly came from several kilometers away in the dark.
There is no doubt that the criminal detonated a whole truckload of explosives.
But what Hu Biao and the others didn't know was that the criminals at that time heard the numerous footprints around them and the extremely anxious screams of the Japs, and knew that there were at least Japs No. 50 and 60 surrounding such a car.
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Not only was there no nervousness in this guy's heart, what was left was a huge excitement.
There was even a huge sense of relief in this guy's heart; under such circumstances, he opened a bundle of wooden-handled grenades in his arms.