"Nature does not produce knowledge. Those who learn the Tao must be able to ask questions. The Tao is difficult to explain in words. Those who establish teachings do not rely on clear texts~"
While habitually chanting the preface to "The Legend of Xishan Qun Zhenhui Immortals", the middle-aged lathe master rushed towards the blocking position.
The reason why he did this was not because he went crazy under tremendous pressure.
There is only one goal, trying hard to find where the wire connected to the explosives on the ground was blown up.
By the way! If you want him to get car parts or something, a middle-aged car worker who is several dozen years old is very handy, but rushing out like this under a hail of bullets is definitely unprecedented.
Even after he had already rushed out, he felt a little unbelievable and had some doubts about whether he had gone crazy.
Ultimately, he concluded:
Damn it! Hu Biao is poisonous, and so are the other team members. The entire Zhongzhou team is poisonous. He was infected by these people, and his head went a little crazy.
Of course, the Japs and Ergouzi who are currently attacking the blocking position are not stupid at all.
Among them, some of them are very smart, but unfortunately they are a bit too smart.
During such a process, facing such a blood-covered figure that suddenly jumped up, the Japanese were obviously frightened.
Of course they knew that the plan of this guy with blood all over his face to rush out was definitely not a good thing.
The Japanese tank team immediately stopped moving forward, and the vehicle-mounted machine guns above began to fire wildly at the magic gun.
The Ergouzi who were following him also opened fire on the body of the magic stick one by one with various weapons in their hands.
In an instant, it can be said that a hail of bullets rained down next to the magic stick.
If it had been any other time, such a middle-aged lathe who was often scolded by his superiors at work and could only retaliate in his heart would have been so frightened that he would have peed on the spot.
However, I don’t know if it was because the scriptures he had been chanting for so many years finally had an effect.
Still today, this guy has incredible luck.
Anyway, under such a dense rain of bullets, the magic stick jumped up and rushed for about 10 steps, but nothing happened at all.
It's a pity that his good luck seems to have come to an end at this point.
Because at this time, the Maxim heavy machine gun fired again, and a string of ferocious bullets hit the magic stick's right knee accurately.
After a burst of blood mist, the right leg of the magic stick was directly interrupted at the knee.
In an instant, the magic stick fell heavily to the ground, and the inhumanly severe pain in his right leg made him roll over in the snow on the ground.
Then, while rolling, the magic stick actually discovered the blown wire, which was not far from hand.
The distance from him is five to six meters, as high as the sky.
After seeing this, the magic stick rolled up desperately, leaving an unusually clear blood trail on the ground.
It was also such an action that the Japs who had stopped firing started to fire again.
So much so that while the magic stick was rolling, he was hit by two more bullets.
Damn it! The magician could swear that he had never been in such pain in his life. Such severe pain made him wish he could simply die right away.
The problem is, such unrelenting resentment drove the middle-aged lathe to the point of going crazy.
Finally, in such an extremely torturous roll, the magic stick rolled over to the broken wire, and quickly pinched the two broken wire ends and the exposed metal wire together with his hands.
With the pleasure of relief, the translator shouted: "Dead face~"
After shouting so loudly, he suddenly realized that something was missing before he died, that his death was not complete enough.
Fortunately, he remembered it soon after, that's right! He didn't even have time to shout. This thing is the tradition of the Zhongzhou team, and it seems to be quite exciting.
So, the magic stick opened his mouth and said: "Your mother's little devil is from~"
Then, the shouting from this guy's mouth suddenly stopped; that was after hearing the words "dead face" in his ears.
The criminal knew that this was a magician and risked his life to connect the broken wires.
So without even thinking, he pressed the old antique style detonator again, which was a detonator with a T-shaped handle on a wooden box.
This time, a shocking explosion finally went off, and the gifts they prepared for Xiao Guizi and Er Gouzi were successfully delivered.
When the explosion sounded, the entire five-story building felt as if a volcano had erupted.
An astonishing wave of air carried bricks, cement blocks, etc., and smashed them head-on into the tank team that was only a few meters away.
Such an explosion was not enough to kill the 15-ton Type 97 medium tank.
But the two Type 95 light tanks following it, which were small toys weighing only 6.7 tons, were overturned on the spot, and the outer shells were also smashed with holes.
Those Ergouzi who followed were even more devastated; dozens of them were knocked down in a flash.
Of course, the above statement does not mean that the Japanese Type 97 medium tank will survive.
To be precise, the crew of such a Type 97 medium tank only survived a few seconds longer than others.
Because when that five-story building, all the load-bearing walls and supporting columns on the street side were instantly destroyed by the TNT explosion.
When the collapsing building crashed towards them, such a nominal medium tank was completely buried by a large amount of building debris.
In such a process, the magic stick also passed the last moment of his life.
After the dust from the explosion subsided a little, Yuan Sin was choked and coughed violently. The two sinners could clearly see that a large splash of cement had smashed the god's head.
When I saw the broken mass on my neck, there was no need to rescue him.
But at this moment, there are only three people left in the sniper position. Among them, the original sinner and the sinner are still alive. The translator doesn't know when he died.
As for their opponents, the company of Ergouzi and a tank squad were destroyed.
But such a loss is nothing more than a drop in the bucket for the Japanese in Fengtian City.
In the dust that gradually subsided, Yuan Sin saw the Japs appearing in the distance again, and began to shoot accurately again.
Without calling for original sin, the sinner automatically assumes the position of a secondary shooter.
After training in the doomsday world, each team member now has several skills and can be substituted at any time.
These guys, who often don’t have a good face towards a commander like Hu Biao, have actually made up their minds:
As long as the order to retreat does not appear, they will be nailed to this position forever.
Or, until everyone dies.
Otherwise, there is no hope that a Japs could cross such a line of defense; then an 82 mm caliber gun barrel sitting on the roadside, looking like a piece of garbage, is the best proof...
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With a "boom~" sound, the T-34/76 tank fired another high-explosive bomb just 30 meters away from the infantry position at the city gate.
Under such a shell, a Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun position was immediately blasted into the sky.
Some time ago, after Yang Dongli drove the T-34/76 tank here, he immediately stopped like a thief.
Then, Bianpo turned the tank turret and destroyed the opponent's firepower with rounds of shells.
At the same time, Hu Biao and others also tensed up their spirits to the extreme; they killed the Japanese flesh bombs that rushed over one after another at the risk of death, killing them on the way.
In this way, with such a simple but effective tactic, the strength of the Japs on the battlefield was gradually consumed.
After fighting for about 10 minutes, the battle was finally over in such a Japanese position.