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Chapter 8 A hair into the soul!

Less than two minutes into the hand-to-hand encounter, more than 1,000 Japs from the 2nd Infantry Battalion of the Sakata Regiment were all killed under fierce submachine gun fire.

If the Japs were in the trenches and wanted to annihilate more than 1,000 Japs, even if the new regiment was equipped with 100 German-made submachine guns, it would almost be possible.

However, the arrogant, arrogant and disbelieving Japs want to rush out and try hand-to-hand combat with the new group.

Try it and you'll die.

The New Regiment wiped out a Japanese brigade with the loss of only a few soldiers.

When all the thousands of Japs in front of them fell down, the soldiers were all stunned, their faces full of disbelief.

Li Yunlong reacted quickly and immediately shouted: "Come on!"

Soldiers all over the mountains and plains rushed towards the Japanese positions ahead.

This was originally the position of the Japanese 2nd Infantry Brigade, but the Japanese 2nd Infantry Brigade had been completely wiped out, and the new regiment easily occupied the position of the Japanese 2nd Infantry Brigade.

The 5th Infantry Battalion, which coordinated the attack with the 2nd Infantry Battalion, attempted to regain the position under the orders of Wing Commander Nobutetsu Sakata.

Hundreds of Japanese soldiers rushed towards the position under the cover of artillery fire. The soldiers set up their light and heavy machine guns, raised their submachine guns and charged at the Japanese soldiers.

A dense rain of bullets poured towards the Japanese soldiers, who fell one after another.

After leaving more than a hundred corpses, the Japanese 5th Infantry Brigade was repulsed by the new regiment.

Seeing the Japanese retreating like a tide, Li Yunlong looked at the submachine gun on his chest, his expression full of joy.

This gun works so damn well!

At this time, the bullets in the magazine of each commando's submachine gun were almost exhausted.

Although the firepower is very powerful, the consumption of bullets is also huge. In less than 10 minutes of fighting the Japanese with this gun, more than 10,000 submachine gun bullets were fired.

Li Yunlong shouted loudly: "Replenish ammunition as soon as possible!"

The soldiers at the back, carrying ammunition boxes on their shoulders, bent forward to carry submachine gun bullets along the trenches dug by the Japanese.

The commando soldier immediately opened the ammunition box, grabbed the 9mm bullet inside and stuffed it into the magazine.

Li Yunlong took off the magazine from the submachine gun on his chest, took off three more empty magazines from his waist, and handed them to the guard Hu Zi: "Hu Zi, fill up all the magazines for me!"

Huzi took the magazine: "Yes!"

Then, Li Yunlong turned around and shouted: "Wang Chengzhu! Zhuzhu!"

"Commander, here I come!" Wang Chengzhu, a big man with a round waist, and four or five soldiers from the artillery platoon worked together to push the Italian field artillery onto the position.

"Come here!" Li Yunlong waved his hand, "Put the cannon right here!"

Wang Chengzhu and his comrades quickly pushed the field artillery to Li Yunlong and quickly fixed it.

The gunner brought two boxes of shells and placed them behind the field artillery and everyone.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Dabiao quickly ran over and squatted next to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong pointed forward with his right hand: "Pillar, aim at that position and blast it!"

Wang Chengzhu took off his cloth shoes, pointed the toes up and the heels down, closed his left eye tightly and squinted his right eye slightly to start measuring the distance.

Li Yunlong, Zhang Dabiao, and several artillerymen all smelled an indescribable stench and almost vomited.

During normal times, Li Yunlong scolded Wang Chengzhu several times: Zhuzhu, you haven't washed your fucking feet in how many months?

However, at this juncture, Li Yunlong's expression was solemn. He glanced at the pillar and then looked at the hilltop opposite.

The distance between the two hills is about 500 meters, and the positions of the Sakata command post and the field artillery are on the same horizontal line. This is what Wang Chengzhu calls direct aim.

Wang Chengzhu read the instructions and quickly put on the shoes.

I have been testing here for a long time, and I feel it is a bit redundant.

Unlike the 60mm mortar he fired before, this field artillery gun has a built-in sight. If it is a direct fire, you only need to use the sight to complete the aiming.

Wang Chengzhu glanced sideways at Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao. Fortunately, they didn't notice anything unusual.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chengzhu shook the handle while staring at the sight, lowering the elevation angle of the gun barrel.

Then adjust the gun barrel three notches to the left, and the muzzle will point directly at the Japanese command post.

Wang Chengzhu shouted without looking back: "Cannonball!"

The gunner behind him picked up a 5.5-kilogram high-explosive bomb from the shell box. Wang Chengzhu took it and stuffed it into the gun chamber, then closed the gate.

Wang Chengzhu carefully pulled the match rope with his hand: "Captain, I'm going to fire!"

Li Yunlong nodded: "Fire!"

Then Wang Chengzhu pulled back the match rope in his hand, and there was a muffled sound, and a cloud of dust instantly rose around the gun position.

Li Yunlong's eyes were fixed on the Japanese headquarters opposite. Whether he could succeed or not depended on this tremor!

A moment later, a large fire and mud mist set off from the Japs headquarters on the hilltop opposite, followed by a huge explosion.

One shot into the soul!

"Well done, Zhuzi!" Li Yunlong looked overjoyed, "I'll reward you with half a catty of sweet potatoes when you get back!"

When Wang Chengzhu saw that he had hit the Japanese headquarters with one shot from his field artillery, he couldn't help but stood up and said: "Captain, we hit! We hit!"

A round of machine gun bullets came over and hit the steel guard plate of the field gun, making a crisp clanging sound.

Li Yunlong quickly pushed Wang Chengzhu to the ground: "Zhuzhu, do you want to die?"

Wang Chengzhu felt a chill on his spine. The secret passage was so dangerous. Without the field gun's guard plate, his life would have been lost just now!

Then I looked at the Italian field artillery. The more I looked at it, the rarer it became. It was even rarer than Jin Yuanbao and other people's beautiful wives.

Seeing that Wang Chengzhu was fine, Li Yunlong breathed a sigh of relief and took Zhang Dabiao back to the trench.

Taking the submachine gun magazine from Huzi's hand, Kacha inserted it into the submachine gun on his chest and asked loudly: "Brothers, are all the bullets loaded?"

"It's pressed!"

"It's pressed!"

The commando soldiers shouted in response.

Li Yunlong raised his submachine gun high and shouted filial piety at the same time: "Come with me and capture the opposite position!"

"kill!"

The soldiers of the new regiment followed Li Yunlong, jumped out of the trenches, and charged across the mountains and plains towards the opposite position like a tiger descending the mountain.

On the hilltop opposite, the enemy's machine gun fire screamed wildly, spitting tongues of fire towards the new group of soldiers.

Wang Chengzhu saw this scene from behind, and immediately shook the handle of the field gun and pointed the muzzle at a Japanese heavy machine gun fire point at the commanding heights on the opposite hill.

With the experience of his first bombing, Wang Chengzhu became quite skillful in his techniques, stuffing cannonballs, closing gates, and pulling match ropes all at once.

After a muffled sound, the shell seemed to have eyes and accurately hit the sandbag of the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun.

As the flames and smoke rose, the Japanese behind the sandbags and the Type 92 heavy machine gun were instantly thrown into the air.

Having learned from the past, after taking out an enemy heavy machine gun fire point, Wang Chengzhu did not be careless. Instead, he quickly shook the handle and quickly turned the muzzle to point at another Japanese machine gun fire point.


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