Chapter 696 Go to the special center to bloom (1) [two-in-one chapter]
"Beat, kill these damn little devils~"
With such a loud shout from his mouth, Hu Biao held an M1918A2 light machine gun, extended the barrel of the gun out of the shooting hole, and opened fire directly.
The first target was a guy he had wanted to kill for a long time, and he fired three precise bursts at him.
To be precise, the machine gunner of the Japanese Type 99 light machine gun who killed Wei Anfu was directly smashed in the skull, thus ending the sinful life of this thing.
This is the only thing Hu Biao can do for those poor Wei An women.
As for more content, such as saving these poor people? Sorry, Hu Biao does not have such an ability at the moment.
To put it in a more cruel way, Hu Biao did not intend to do this.
Because in the following time, in order to ensure that the mother fort is not overwhelmed by these crazy bombs, they must kill anyone who gets close.
No matter who these people are, are they innocent or not? Were they forced?
Anyway, in one sentence, they will all be killed.
Based on this understanding, the more than 40 people guarding the mother castle inside and outside began to fire wildly with various weapons in their hands.
It can be said that in an instant, the mother castle where Hu Biao and others were stationed was like a monster with its claws fully exposed, causing huge casualties to the attackers.
Under dozens of firepower, the thirty or forty Japs were on the front line in the blink of an eye.
As if they had hit an invisible barrier, they were all knocked down within a second or two of each other; many of them were holding grenades and fell to the ground at that time.
It felt like those potato harvest scenes in the doomsday world...
The problem is, it's impossible for the Japs to just take a beating without fighting back, and the veterans among them are truly amazing in marksmanship.
Even if they are not as good as Hu Biao and others, it is not too difficult or impossible for them to put bullets into the shooting holes.
Especially among the crowd of Japs, there are now almost all the remaining members of the island nation's team.
It can be said that they completely sacrificed themselves for this mission.
You must know that for things like bloodline, there are actually wealthy island teams on hand, and various primary weapon use specializations have long been popularized.
Therefore, their marksmanship is more powerful and threatening.
Therefore, when Hu Biao and others who were guarding the inside and outside of the mother fort killed Japanese Japs No. 30 or 40 in one go, some of them were also unfortunately killed.
First of all, there was a muffled groan of "Hmm~".
That was the black Chinese medicine doctor who was holding a submachine gun and firing outside. He had just hit a Japanese man whose left eye was wrapped with gauze and in the area around the upper lobe of his left lung to a pulp with a string of bullets.
Suddenly, the black Chinese medicine practitioner twisted his body violently and shrank back towards the wall next to the shooting hole.
However, even though this guy has the bloodline of a junior blood elf and is considered a strong bloodline in terms of agility, he is still not fast enough to dodge the 6.5mm Tomosaka bullet.
Immediately, he was also shot in the left chest.
Even the black Chinese medicine doctor still has a 12mm thick DIY body armor, which is enough to withstand all possibilities of being penetrated by a 38-gauge rifle within 200 meters.
However, during World War II, under the powerful impact of the bullets of this full-power rifle bullet, the black Chinese medicine doctor was so painful that his mouth became crooked.
The only good thing is that based on his rich experience in battlefield first aid, he is basically certain that the shot did not even break the ribs, but it was just a relatively serious bone fracture.
Secondly, there is a student soldier named Yu Bing under Master Wu. He is not as lucky as the black Chinese medicine doctor.
This young man obviously has a delicate face, but because he is a military policeman and habitually keeps a straight face, he looks particularly mature.
He was leaning against a shooting hole, holding an M1 carbine in his hand and firing happily.
Suddenly, his whole body was shaken, and he fell down with his head raised.
The head wearing an American M1 helmet immediately hit the ground of the mother castle with a crisp sound.
Upon seeing this, the black Chinese medicine doctor, who was twisting his mouth because of the pain of the broken bone and still planning to fight back with his M3 submachine gun, immediately ran towards Yu Bing a few meters away.
Ignoring the still dull pain in his chest, the black Chinese doctor took a look at Yu Bing's wound on the heart.
And when Yu Bing rolled his eyelids, he knew that this student soldier, who was said to be a student soldier who gave up his writing and joined the army after being a sophomore at Southwest Associated University, was already dead.
What a pity! Because the black Chinese medicine doctor vaguely remembered that during the chat, the other party mentioned that if the Anti-Japanese War was over, he planned to go back to continue his studies and build such a broken Guo Jia.
To sum it up, in the battle that will end in almost a year, this young man died in the battle and will never be able to return to the campus he has always missed.
When he raised his head with great helplessness, Black Chinese Medicine Doctor noticed that He Shuguang and others were looking at him nervously and questioningly.
Of course, black Chinese medicine practitioners understand what these people are asking now.
But he still could only shake his head with regret, indicating that Yu Bing was completely hopeless.
Seeing the black Chinese medicine doctor's expression, He Shuguang gritted his molar teeth and roared: "Brothers, work harder. If we fight the Japanese today, even if we all die here today, Master Wu will take revenge on us."
There was a sense of pride in his tone that he was ready to die.
This is indeed the case, because at this time, the strength and scale of the Japanese attack completely exceeded their initial expectations.
Therefore, the entire battlefield was in a posture where the expedition troops who had reached the foot of the mountain were ready to make a last-ditch effort.
The number of troops left behind by the Japs in the six forts was definitely no more than a hundred. More importantly, the most powerful members of the island nation's team had probably all rushed out.
Therefore, even if the Yamashita Expeditionary Army is not completely ready, it is still a good opportunity to take action.
As long as they charge forward aggressively now, there may be considerable casualties in the process, but there is a great chance that one person can capture the last position of these devils.
Then this desperate assault by the island team will become a joke.
For this reason, while Hu Biao was changing the magazine, he shouted at Shi Polu on the small position in front of the door:
"Lao Shi, send a flare~"
After hearing this, Shi Polu, a community official, picked up a flare gun from the position at hand without any hesitation.
In the air, the trigger was pulled, and a red flare was fired with a "pop" sound.
In the last rays of light before sunset, although such a red flare was not very eye-catching, it was enough for everyone at the foot of the mountain to see it and make some correct reactions.
What! Hu Biao originally planned to explain clearly to them one by one on the walkie-talkie that the Yamashita troops would launch an attack immediately after the signal bomb was launched into the air.
The problem is that in the only successful contact, Hu Biao didn't have time to say this. Didn't that damn thing mean the call was interrupted?
In the following time, poor Hanshuang was sweating all over his forehead, but he still failed to establish contact with the troops below.
But regarding this, it doesn't seem to be a big problem.
Including Hu Biao, everyone in the fortress believed in one thing:
Wu Shizuo, Lao Fang, and the officers of the expeditionary force will definitely understand the simple truth that the signal flares going up in the sky represent an immediate attack.
Therefore, they believe that even though the enemy charges are very fierce, it will be very difficult for them to resist.
But you don’t have to hold on for too long, this difficulty will pass. Once the army at the foot of the mountain arrives, these devils will all be finished...
******
"Lao Shi, here comes a big guy and knocks out the grenade at 9 o'clock."
After taking over the position of the main shooter on the Maxim heavy machine gun from the firefighter brother Feng, the train driver Bazi roared in his mouth.
This is the place that is currently facing the greatest pressure inside and outside the Mother Castle.
Of course, it was Hu Biao and the others who had arranged their positions in advance outside the entrance gate of the mother fort.
On the one hand, even if Hu Biao and the others tried their best, they could only set up such a small circular position from the Japs' original sandbags.
Even the mines outside the position cannot be deployed.
Mainly the snipers of the island nation team and the Japs would not give the Zhongzhou team a chance to set up; they would fire once they appeared, which was too dangerous.
Otherwise, at this time, Hu Biao would still be reluctant to redeem some ‘Betty Ricochets’?
Another aspect is that once this area is destroyed, the enemy can quickly approach through the blind spot of the mother fort's shooting hole; incidentally, they can also throw deadly explosive packets in.
So after the war started, the Japanese focused their attack here.
Just two seconds ago, a special anti-personnel grenade launched by the Japanese with a grenade flew a distance of about 150 meters and landed not far in front of the forward position.
Even at that time, Feng, who was operating the Maxim heavy machine gun to fire, immediately stopped shooting and lowered his head.
However, the flying shrapnel immediately pierced the left eye that still had double eyelids that was unable to dodge. Under the astonishing pain, the poor firefighter rolled on the ground.
In comparison, Maxim's water-cooling casing was also punctured by a shrapnel in this attack.
Right now, cooling water with mist is being sprayed out from a wound the size of a fingernail. Such a thing is not worth mentioning at all.
Facing the crazy Japanese attack, his deputy shooter, the train driver Bazi, didn't even have time to take a second look.
Not to mention stepping forward to help Feng treat his wounds using the simple battlefield first aid skills trained by Lao An and others.
As the assistant shooter, Ba Zi immediately reached the shooter's position, immediately grasped the handle with both hands, and fired a series of bullets.
On the spot, three shirtless Japanese soldiers with a white band tied around their heads, known as "Bo Juans", had lots of blood sprays on their bare chests and abdomens, which represented death.
But even with this result, the train drivers were still panicking.
Mainly because he knew that the grenade that had just blown out one of Feng's eyes was a huge threat.
This kind of cheap equipment operated by Japanese veterans is a great threat to the light infantry; if you don't destroy it quickly, you will probably follow in the footsteps of the wind in a few seconds at most.
The problem was that the two Japs operating the grenades were hiding behind a slope created by the explosion.
Bazi also tried to fight off a bunch of bullets, but unfortunately the 7.92mm caliber bullets were not powerful enough to penetrate the soil slope.
Not to mention that after penetrating the slope, he could successfully kill the two Japs behind him.
Immediately, the nervous train driver yelled this sentence to Shi Polu, a community citizen who was also on the front line.
At the same time, Bazi was also muttering in his heart:
"What the hell! What did those brats from the mortar company do? Did they fight too hard in the battle just now and shoot out all the shells?
Otherwise, if we start a round of rapid fire now, wouldn't these devils be doomed?
But even so, the Expeditionary Force’s artillery on the other side of the Nu River, and the Flying Tigers’ air force support, why is there still no movement now?”
For a moment, Bazi's heart was filled with doubts.
He felt that something was wrong with the current situation; but now he was facing the huge pressure of battlefield injuries, and he had no way or time to think deeply...
In comparison, Shi Polu didn't think as much as the train driver thought.
After hearing the greeting from Bazi, the community owner R, who had just finished using up the magazine of a 1918A2 light machine gun, simply dropped the machine gun in his hand.
Next to him, he picked up an M18 recoilless rifle.
This thing was something he had carried all the way to the mother fort; who knows that the current Central Continent team has limited space equipment, and there is no extra space to install a cannon.
Even the Japanese Type 92 Infantry Cannon, a little guy like that, can't do it.
Therefore, Shi Polu, a guy with "Basic Artillery Use Proficiency", could only carry such a 57mm caliber thing and act as the team's long-range support firepower.
After all, the M18 recoilless gun is less powerful.
But in terms of actual shooting range, this kind of short-legged thing is much farther than the bazooka rocket launcher.
When he quickly placed the long barrel of the M18 recoilless gun on the sandbag in front of him, Shi Polu shouted:
"Dero, send me high-explosive bombs~"
After saying that, he squinted his left eye and pointed his right eye towards the scope.
Behind him, Delo, who was still working in a copy shop, quickly picked out a high-explosive bomb from the box at his feet and loaded it into the rear section of the M18 recoilless rifle.
Thanks to the last mission, Delo had a lot of practice filling this kind of thing.
Therefore, in no more than 5 seconds, De Luo had loaded a high-explosive bomb; and during this time, Shi Polu also successfully completed the target lock.
"The shells are installed~"
After shouting something, De Luo hurriedly avoided it.
There's no way! When something like the M18 recoilless gun is fired, the flames spray out from its tail, which is even more amazing than rocket launchers like the Bazooka and Panzerfaust.
If someone is unlucky, anyone within 20 meters behind will be in danger.
Therefore, Delo, who didn't want to be roasted at all, could hide as fast as he could.
Upon hearing the greeting, Shi Polu immediately pulled the trigger on the tip of his finger, firing a 57mm high-explosive round at the target.
During the firing process, thanks to Shi Polu's current primary bear-human bloodline, which gave him a strong physique like a big animal, his whole body remained completely motionless when firing.
Therefore, there is no suspense that such a high-explosive bomb accurately hit the target.
When the smoke quickly dissipated in the evening mountain breeze, Bazi, Shi Polu and others were surprised to see that the small slope was gone.
The two bandaged Japanese veterans were already staggering on the ground.
"Lao Shi did a great job. Your fucking skills are no worse than those of Little Chi." The excited train driver immediately yelled out this sentence.
Then, he added: "One more shot. There is a Type 96 light machine gun at 2 o'clock. That grandson can shoot very accurately. Kill that grandson."
Under such a request, Shi Polu certainly had no objection.
After all, he was praised by the train driver that his skill with cannons had already matched that of Bian Poo, a veteran of the team who had participated in the first mission.
He didn't say anything, but he was still very happy in his heart.
"Continue, reload the high-explosive bomb~" While saying this, Shi Polu moved the muzzle again.
Delo, who had already held a cannonball in his hand, completed the loading in a shorter time.
I shouldn’t say it! This feeling of using recoilless artillery to bombard the Japanese infantry, knocking down at least several of them with one shot, is really so satisfying.
Even in this process, Delo is just a loader.
The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that the M306 grenade specially used for this thing weighed 2.47 kilograms.
In order to carry other equipment, he only carried a box of eight artillery shells.
If we continue to fire at such a speed, such a mere eight rounds of shells may not last even two minutes.
And a mere two minutes is far from being able to end this battle.
By then, this M18 recoilless rifle will be reduced to a useless broken pipe.
More importantly, there was still no movement at the foot of the mountain, which made De Luo feel that something was slightly wrong.
"The center is blooming, it seems it can't bloom~" During the interval of loading, De Luo cursed in a low voice...