He was half-kneeling in front of the table of a mountain god, or to be more precise, in front of a tree trunk with the upper part cut off.
Dayangma Baixiang placed the MG42 general-purpose machine gun in his hand on a tree pillar and started firing wildly at the Japanese on the opposite side.
Next to her, the Sinner continued to act as a secondary shooter.
In short, around such a general-purpose machine gun, after the Zhongzhou team encountered an opponent of more than 50 Japanese soldiers in Laolinzi, they launched such a tactics imitating the German stick.
To be more specific.
That is, Bai Xiang operates such an MG42 general-purpose machine gun and fires, not pursuing how many enemy troops can be killed, but suppressing the opponent's firepower as much as possible.
Xiling, Jason, and middle-aged warehouse managers used rifles to shoot accurately, killing machine gunners, veterans who operated grenades, or grassroots commanders such as sergeants.
As for the other people, except for the black Chinese medicine doctor and the orthopedic surgeon, each of them fired a pistol.
The remaining personnel held all kinds of submachine guns and light machine guns in their hands, and used these automatic weapons to pour firepower on the opposite side.
Immediately, the Japanese on the opposite side knew what bullets were raining down.
Although Hu Biao's side had very few personnel, it could be said that they far surpassed the other side in terms of density and accuracy of firepower.
The Japs holding the 38-meter cap in their hands fired a shot and pulled the big bolt, and a hail of bullets came to them from the opposite side, completely suppressing them in terms of firepower.
This brief encounter only lasted for two or three minutes. The dozen or so remaining members of the Japs team just ran away in the direction they came from.
After a burst of "ta, da~" shots, a escaping Japanese was killed from behind.
Hu Biao yelled: "Report, what are our casualties?"
"It's nothing serious. It's just that Xiling's left shoulder was bitten by a bullet. It seems that the bag of rice he was carrying can no longer be carried away."
"Okay! I don't want the rice, and I won't clean up the battlefield. Let's evacuate immediately." Hu Biao shouted after hearing this.
Then, heading towards the depths of the old forest on the left, he took the lead and plunged in headfirst.
The reason why Hu Biao was in such a hurry to retreat without cleaning up the battlefield.
The main thing is not to look at the Japs team in front of you, which is only a small team in size, and really think that the Japs nearby are just this small team.
Impossible, just because the Japanese second lieutenant and team leader fired a flare into the sky before being shot in the head by the middle-aged warehouse manager.
Such a thing can illustrate such a problem:
The Japs are in the surrounding area, and there are many troops in other places.
They are just like a big net now, scattered throughout the old forest near Dadonggou. Once the prey appears, they will immediately close the net.
Sure enough, Hu Biao and the others had only been running for twenty minutes when they suddenly encountered another Japanese team at their 2 o'clock direction.
Faced with the sudden encounter, Shuangfa didn't have anything to think about and just started to do it.
After another short battle of three to five minutes, the Japanese team was beaten to collapse; only in this battle, Fei Falcon's left arm was penetrated, and Dayangma Baixiang's face was shot.
A blood tank.
After hastily loading two empty magazines and preparing for the next battle, Hu Biao and the others also did not have time to clean up the battlefield.
With Hu Biao's greeting, everyone dived deeper into the old forest.
At this point, although the team's overall combat effectiveness has basically remained intact, the team's luck is good.
But this level of casualties and bullet consumption also made Hu Biao feel bad.
Fortunately, the number of Japanese troops currently dispersed in the old forest was far less than Hu Biao and the others had imagined.
Or maybe it's their powerful firepower and combat effectiveness that let the Japanese know one thing: if they send troops in small groups, they are just delivering food when they encounter them.
Only more and stronger troops can hold back those thugs.
Therefore, in the next almost an hour, Hu Biao and the others did not encounter any Japanese, and naturally no fighting broke out.
This was the situation until suddenly Hu Biao, AT, Xu Feng, Yang Dongli and other four characters with bloodline bonuses stopped almost at the same time.
They picked up their weapons and pointed their guns at a large rock on the left front of the team.
Xu Feng shouted loudly: "Who is hiding behind? Come out and surrender quickly, or we will shoot?"
Upon hearing these words, one of them spoke with an accent that sounded like Xi Ling:
"Who are you? Which part do you belong to?"
When such a very rude voice sounded from inside, Hu Biao and the others felt an unspeakable surprise; because if the Japanese met them, there would be so many problems.
I am afraid that I have already disregarded everything and started fighting directly.
Only someone from General Jingyu could ask such a question.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Hu Biao said: "We are troops from the Maozi Far East Military Region, the XX Division and the XX Regiment. We have an urgent mission and are here to see General Jingyu.
By the way! When we came here this time, we not only brought some food and clothing.
The most important thing is that there is a Western medicine doctor and a doctor in the team, as well as a lot of medicine reserves, who can help you treat the wounded."
After hearing such good news, the man hiding behind the big rock obviously became a little short of breath.
Obviously, everything in Hu Biao's mouth has a strong temptation for them.
But even so, the man inside still said: "Is there any evidence?"
"We just fought two battles, and the lives of dozens of little devils are our greatest evidence. In addition, I also have my military ID. You can take it and see it."
After saying that, Hu Biao took out an officer's ID card that had been in his pocket for no apparent reason since the third phase of the mission was announced, and threw it over there, to the edge of the big rock.
Then, an arm with cotton sleeves exposed everywhere poked out from behind the big rock.
Using a palm with fingers that were as frozen as a carrot, he held a branch and pulled it toward the military ID card until he pulled it in.
It shows the extremely high alertness of the anti-alliance personnel inside, or it could be said that the traitors were scared away.
In the end, it was estimated that the man turned over a military officer's ID card with Hu Biao's photo on it. After looking at it for a while, there came a sentence in it that made Hu Biao and the others laugh bitterly:
"I don't even know the Chinese characters, so I don't want to speak such stupid characters."
Just when Hu Biao was about to complain about something, there was finally some good news: "It looks like that, and we saw it from a distance when you were fighting the Japanese.
So I will lead you to retreat first, to a place that is safe for the time being. As for whether General Jingyu can see you or not, we need to ask for permission first."
Of course Hu Biao was willing to say this.
The main reason is that his identity can completely withstand scrutiny and verification. Even if General Jingyu still has a radio station around him and can successfully contact Maozi and Pagoda City, there will still be no problems.
"Sure~" Hu Biao agreed simply.
Then, the people inside finally came out.
To be honest! If he hadn’t been prepared, Hu Biao would have been frightened...
Because the man who spoke before was actually a one-eyed middle-aged man with a messy beard. One look at him and he knew he was not someone to be trifled with.
The other one is a little brother with eyes.
I saw that the glasses hanging on his eye sockets had a broken leg, and the glass on one side was broken, and they were all tied up with tape.
The most important thing is that although they wear thick clothes, they even wrap themselves in various furs.
But Hu Biao could clearly realize from their thin cheeks and sunken eyes that what the Anti-League and General Jingyu were facing now was probably more difficult than he thought.