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563 Xiang Ziyu

"What's going on? There should be no Qi soldiers nearby!" With this question in mind, the Tang paratrooper picked up his weapon and started shooting.

The Qi soldier on the opposite side did not react. He was still pointing in the direction of the Tang army, and was hit in the chest by a bullet coming from the opposite direction.

The Qi soldier screamed and fell down. At the moment he fell, he pointed at the location of the Tang paratroopers.

Many Qi soldiers around them realized the danger at this moment. They all looked at the Tang Army paratroopers who were close at hand, and then raised their weapons.

"Bang!" A Qi soldier fired a shot in panic, but the shot did not hit the Tang paratrooper.

In panic, the Qi soldier began to pull the bolt of his gun, but the Tang paratroopers would definitely not give him another chance to shoot.

"Tu tu tu tu!" The Tang paratrooper pulled the trigger and fired a bullet at the Qi soldier who shot at him. He watched as flowers made of blood bloomed on the Qi soldier's body.

Within the fortifications piled with sandbags, seven or eight Qi soldiers had discovered the threat beside them. The machine gunner had given up on shooting in the air, and instead wanted to aim the machine gun muzzle at the enemy on his side.

The paratrooper who was already red-eyed would definitely not give these people a chance to kill him. He strafed and stepped forward, getting close to the enemy at all costs. Junqu Pavilion

Seeing the enemy rushing towards them like a god of death, the people of Qi panicked. Some people wanted to escape, while others used their hands that kept moving to pull the bolt of the Cyric rifle.

At such a distance, a single-shot bolt-action rifle is obviously not as useful as a submachine gun. Before they pointed their muzzles at the paratrooper, the paratrooper had already rushed to the edge of the sandbag fortifications.

He fired desperately, knocking down all the enemies standing in front of him, and did not stop until there were no more bullets in the chamber of his gun.

At this time, the only person still standing in the fortification was an assistant shooter from the Qi machine gun position. He was still awkwardly standing on the other side of the machine gun, staring blankly at the Tang paratroopers holding empty guns.

The two of them paused for a while, and then suddenly reacted in the next second. The Qi soldier immediately touched the bayonet on his waist, while the paratrooper touched the pistol on his waist.

The Qi army who drew his bayonet shouted and rushed around the machine gun. The Tang army soldier who drew his pistol pointed the black muzzle of the pistol at the target and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" There was a sharp gunshot, and the Qi soldier screamed and fell to the ground. He seemed to be struggling to get up, but the paratroopers did not give him another chance to fight.

Not sure whether he was venting his anger or making sure the other party was dead, he fired two more shots, causing the corpse on the ground to splatter with blood.

Immediately afterwards, he turned over and entered the trench. As a result, he stepped on the blood on the corpse and slipped. He fell into the fortification and his face almost touched the face of a dead man.

At this time, another Qi soldier rushed into the ring-shaped fortification in a panic. As soon as he entered, he shouted: "Why don't you fire? Why..."

Halfway through asking, he saw corpses lying on the ground, and then he saw the Tang paratroopers who had just struggled to get up.

Almost subconsciously, he picked up the rifle in his hand, but the Tang paratroopers were obviously faster.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" He fired four shots at the Qi soldiers who suddenly arrived, and the paratrooper emptied the magazine in his hand in one breath.

The opponent had been beaten into a sieve, and his body fell backwards. Finally getting a chance to breathe, the paratrooper began to change his ammunition before the opponent fell completely.

He directly threw away the M1911 pistol in his hand, then took out the empty magazine from his submachine gun and threw it aside. He took out a new magazine from his chest and inserted it into the gun. He reached out and pulled the bolt of the gun and reloaded the bullet.

Pushed into the barrel of the gun.

After putting the submachine gun into combat readiness again, the paratrooper picked up his pistol from the ground and replaced the magazine with the pistol.

Then he put the pistol back into the holster on his waist, picked up the empty magazine from the ground and stuffed it into his side pocket.

After he had done everything he should do, he leaned next to the bunker and observed the surrounding situation.

The battlefield was still in chaos. Not far from where he was, there was a Qi machine gun position that was constantly firing into the sky.

There shouldn't be so many machine gun positions here! According to the plan, they should be air-dropped in an open space with fewer enemy troops, and then calmly assemble before starting the battle.

But now, Qi troops are everywhere, and there are even high-density machine gun positions, which is completely different from what was planned.

Even the frontal Qi army does not have such a high density of firepower. The Qi army stationed here is definitely elite, and a very elite one.

After cursing secretly in his mind, he suddenly discovered that the Qi machine gun position not far away did not seem to notice that there was a problem next door, and was still firing at targets in the distance.

He visually checked the distance and found that the enemy's position, which was spraying flames, was about 50 meters away from him. Because the scene was so chaotic, the enemy didn't even notice that the machine gun position here had completely gone silent.

Holding a submachine gun, the paratrooper stepped over the corpses of Qi soldiers on the ground and got out of the traffic trench behind the circular position. At the T-shaped fork in the road, he looked to both sides and saw Qi soldiers holding rifles.

Fire.

Taking a deep breath, he reached out his weapon and pulled the trigger to one side. The clear sound of the submachine gun sounded like a typewriter, and the bullets from the side swept through the entire trench like a storm.

Obviously, the Qi soldiers did not expect that someone would open fire on their flanks, but in an instant, five or six soldiers were shot and fell.

The remaining soldiers stood there stunned, stupidly knocked down by the bullets coming from behind. For a moment, there was blood everywhere, and there were screams of Qi soldiers.

Withdrawing his head, the paratrooper changed another magazine again. He knew that his attack had attracted the opponent's attention, and there would definitely be no good results if he moved forward along the trench.

So he decisively climbed out of the trench, bent down and ran along the trench to another Qi machine gun position over there.

40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters, 15 meters... 10 meters! When he could already see the profile of the Qi shooter in the trench, he fell forward and fell to the ground, then took out the grenade and pulled away

The safety ring on top.

After releasing the pressure safety and hearing a crisp click, he threw the grenade directly into the Qi machine gun position, then curled up and waited for the impact a few seconds later.

"Boom!" did not disappoint him. The huge explosion raised up soil, and some gravel fell beside him, hitting his helmet with a small crackling sound.

Without waiting for the dust to completely subside, the paratrooper got up and rushed towards the trench. He did not dare to stop at all, because he had completely lost his bunker. As long as someone fired at him, he would probably be beaten.

Die here.

As if he could hear his own breathing, he walked through the green smoke rising from the explosion. The choking burning smell stimulated his lungs, and the heavy equipment made his movements seem a bit clumsy.

However, he still rushed to the edge of the trench and without any hesitation, he rolled over and rolled into the trench. He saw the injured Qi soldiers struggling on the ground, and also saw the bloody corpses that had been blown up by grenades.

He shot twice at the wounded Qi soldiers who were screaming on the ground, and then he heard something tumbling into the trench behind him.

Soon enough, he turned around and was about to shoot, but he heard someone who had fallen into the trench yelling: "One of our own! Don't shoot!"

"I am X!" After finally seeing clearly that the person who fell into the trench was also a Tang paratrooper, he subconsciously cursed while holding a submachine gun.

"You should say the code word!" The paratrooper who had already set up two machine gun positions leaned on the edge of the trench and glanced in the direction of the traffic trench: "Blue sky."

"Baiyun!" The paratrooper who came later looked at the opponent as if he were an idiot. After receiving the code, he continued: "There is something wrong with the Qi army here!"

"Of course I know something is wrong! There are too many of them. There are at least 300 Qi people here! They have deployed two machine guns on a 50-meter position! Bastard!" The paratrooper who had destroyed the two machine gun positions gestured:

"There are continuous communication trenches and sufficient ammunition. This position has been built for a long time."

"Two? I only saw one..." The paratrooper who came later was a little surprised and was stunned for a moment before he spoke.

"Over there! There's another one, but I killed it." The paratrooper guarding the traffic trench roughly pointed in the direction: "Someone is coming!"

He picked up his submachine gun and was ready to fire. Within a few seconds, three Qi soldiers rushed in with bayonets in hand.

As soon as these Qi soldiers entered the door, they were overturned by the firepower from the side. The submachine guns and bolt-action rifles were really completely crushed in the small fighting environment.

Seeing three more enemy soldiers fall, the paratroopers who came later also moved to the other side of the trench: "We have to fight to the other side of the trench! Otherwise, we will easily eat grenades!"

They didn't know whether the Qi people would have grenades, so they didn't dare to take risks. What's more, they had to clear a safe area for their comrades behind them.

"Cover me!" The new paratrooper shouted and rushed out, holding a submachine gun and started shooting, sieving all the seven or eight Qi soldiers remaining in the trench.

"Blue sky!" Just as they were clearing the trenches, another paratrooper approached. They said the command as soon as they approached. This time, seven or eight people came at once, making the place lively again.

"Xiang Ziyu!" Finally, a paratrooper squad leader climbed into the trench and recognized the paratroopers who had just taken down two Qi army machine gun positions.


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