"Lao Xia's marksmanship is really terrifying. How long has it passed before he can reach such a level of talent?"
Big Ma muttered. When he saw the air-cooled heavy machine gun of the American devils, his face could not stop being excited. He picked up the air-cooled heavy machine gun with great difficulty, took a deep breath, and put it down again: "
Grandma’s, it’s really heavy.”
"Old horse, old horse!"
Someone called him outside.
The big man replied: "I'm in the bunker, what's going on?"
"The battle is not over yet, hurry up and tell this man to keep fighting!"
The one who spoke was Xia Yuan. He brought Wang Xiaoliang and Liu Tiezhu to the battlefield, grabbed the bullet belt from the corpse of an American soldier, and did not mind that it was stained with blood. He hung it directly on his body and shouted: "Hurry up, don't do it."
The ink is stained. The company commander and instructor are facing suppression by the US military. If we are late for one minute, we will lose one minute of time."
"Lao Xia, look what this is."
The big man got out, dragging an air-cooled heavy machine gun in his hand.
Xia Yuan glanced at it, his eyes moved slightly, he carried Dabali behind his back, holding the air-cooled heavy machine gun with one hand, holding the heavy machine gun directly in his arms, and said: "M1919A4 heavy machine gun, uses 7.62x63 mm ammunition
, improved from the M1917A1 Browning water-cooled heavy machine gun. The whole gun including the frame weighs 20.4KG, but the bullets are more in the way."
The bullets of the gun are hung outside, so you need to find a deputy to help control it. The gun body is also very important. Volunteer soldiers often disassemble it for transportation and reassemble it during war.
Bullets are a bit in the way. He used them once when he was on Shangganling. After using them once, he didn't want to use them a second time. With his strength, he can control them, but bullets are a bit troublesome.
"Let me go, you are so strong, it's hard for me to hold this thing!"
Big Ma was a little surprised.
"Put it here first, no one will touch it. When the battle is over, hand it over to the comrades from the Munitions Department to collect it." Xia Yuan put the heavy machine gun on the ground and said quickly: "Don't be stunned. Where are your people?
"
Ma Da said: "The deputy platoon leader and his men are cleaning up the American Japanese in the position."
"Old Chen went up with three platoons, and we quickly went up too."
Xia Yuan grabbed the bullet belt on the corpse of an American soldier on the ground, hung it around his neck without looking at how much was left, and continued moving forward with Wang Xiaoliang and Liu Tiezhu.
When Liu Tiezhu left, he looked at the water-cooled heavy machine gun on the ground with eager eyes.
Wang Xiaoliang said: "What a big heavy machine gun."
Liu Tiezhu said: "This thing is the real big guy, this guy in our hands is nothing."
Most of the light machine guns used by the volunteers are Madsen, Czech, and Bren. A few troops are equipped with Browning. Browning is not a light machine gun, but a type of automatic rifle. It can also be classified as a light machine gun.
A type of machine gun, this thing can fire continuously.
But the bullets and long bullet chains hanging from the water-cooled heavy machine gun on the ground made Liu Tiezhu jealous. He walked up to Xia Yuan in a few steps and said, "Platoon leader, can we do something like this?"
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Xia Yuan was observing the surroundings and said without looking back: "That thing is too heavy and heavy. Four people need to take turns to carry it. It can be handed over to the main force to attack the enemy. It can be blocked, but it is overkill for us. The most important thing is that it is inconvenient.
Our rapid interspersion and movement may even become a burden to us, but if there is a chance, I will fight for you. If it doesn't work this time, it will be handed over to the munitions office of the division headquarters."
The 180th Division lacked heavy firepower. This time they attacked and captured many American machine gun bunkers. Many of the machine gun bunkers were intact. The light and heavy machine guns inside were not blown up along with the bunkers. After all, there must be two.
Three heavy machine guns and more than ten light machine guns, the harvest is absolutely full.
"There are so many bunkers and I don't know how many machine guns there are."
Liu Tiezhu's eyes were envious, but there was nothing he could do. Most of the weapons and equipment they captured on the front line had to be handed over to the munitions department and allocated to the companies that really needed the weapons and equipment. Sometimes they even had to support other fraternal units. The same was true for the war on the front line.
Very nervous.
"American devils are really rich."
Wang Xiaoliang joined the army not long ago. Their company only has four light machine guns and no heavy machine guns, but the American devils actually have so many light and heavy machine guns on a high ground. These American devils really have more money than the volunteers.
Xia Yuan explained to them: "When the American devils ran, their buttocks were easily beaten, so they added more buttocks. There were no enemy reinforcements around these highlands, especially 311. Holding on to 311 would undoubtedly mean waiting for death. The American devils would not
Equip them with more equipment, and they will probably be taken down by our volunteers soon, otherwise how could the first attack be so simple, with more than a dozen light and heavy machine guns suppressing and blocking us with firepower, making us unable to move."
He added: "Fortunately we brought bazooka, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with the concrete bunker of the American devils."
Pure grenades cannot destroy the concrete bunkers of the American soldiers. They need to use bazookas to destroy them. Even if I can throw grenades on the American soldiers' bunker, the bunker with its concrete structure will not move at all.
Gunshots from the front rang out one after another, and the crisp sound of the Bobosha submachine gun echoed in the valley. Wang Xiaoliang said: "We are at war with them."
Xia Yuan closed his mouth tightly and glanced at the enemy's highland defenses. There were crooked trenches everywhere. The American devils dug the trenches on the position into a maze, like a circular defensive position. On the distant position,
Two American firepower points were suppressing the attacking three rows of soldiers.
The three rows of soldiers threw the grenades hard, but the distance was too far, and the grenades only exploded more than ten meters away from the enemy's fire point.
Chen Lie held the big eight pills, aimed at the American enemy at the fire point, and pulled the trigger. The American enemy's fire point was misfired. Soon another American soldier took over, and the American soldier's walkie-talkie called for a mortar bombing from the rear.
Chen Lie's hiding place.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The shells roared sharply overhead and fell around Chen Lie. Chen Lie was also a veteran. When the enemy's shells fell, he rolled directly into the trench.
Inside, the two soldiers who formed a combat team with him covered Chen Lie in his detour.
The enemy's artillery shells were chasing Chen Lie. The Americans knew that there were snipers on the Volunteer Army's side and directly used artillery to block him.
Xia Yuan threw himself down on a high point and ordered Liu Tiezhu to suppress the enemy's machine gun fire. He picked up the big eight pills and aimed at the American soldiers opposite who were carrying walkie-talkies.
The American soldier did not realize that the danger had come. He lay on the firepower point set up by the American soldiers and observed the position from a high position. Under the illumination of the flares, the battle formation of the volunteers was clear at a glance. He could see Chen Lie fleeing.
And called for artillery fire to bombard Chen Lie.
Suddenly, the whistling sound of a bullet rang in his ears, and immediately his vision went black. He tilted his head and fell to the ground, his helmet flying off with a bang and falling to the ground.
Several American lieutenants on the side quickly pulled him over and checked the soldier's injuries. They found that his face was covered with blood and his skull was shattered.
"Shit! Chinese snipers, we are in trouble, man, retreat immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the firepower point had misfired. The soldier controlling the machine gun fell to the ground, and the helmet on his head was thrown off. The lieutenant turned his head. Under the illumination of the flare, the position was full of volunteers, in groups of three and three.
, three groups in one group, three groups in one group.
An American soldier held up the bazooka. As soon as he raised his head, his whole body seemed to have been whipped by a whip. He lay motionless on the ground. The soldier loading the ammunition was holding the ammunition and was at a loss.
"pretty!"
Wang Xiaoliang clenched his fist and smashed it on the ground. He couldn't stop the joy on his face: "The platoon leader's marksmanship is so good! The American soldiers he beat did not dare to show their heads."
A flare was launched into the sky, and the originally dim position was illuminated again. There were charging volunteer soldiers everywhere. They held submachine guns and stepped on the raised trenches of the American soldiers. They fired at the escaping American soldiers and fired bullets.
Flying everywhere in a whoosh, two soldiers passed by him, occupied favorable terrain, and fired at the enemy. The stopped soldiers continued to move forward, taking turns to cover and pursue.
"Move! Move!"
Knowing that the Chinese had rushed in and that their firepower had been suppressed by Chinese snipers, the U.S. lieutenants no longer allowed the soldiers to hold their positions. They began to abandon their positions and retreat to the rear positions.
From the side, chaotic gunshots suddenly rang out.
A volunteer army suddenly appeared on the enemy's flank, cutting off their retreat.
Xia Yuan shot down an American soldier and looked for the sound of gunshots. He saw that it was the guy from Ma Da. When the third platoon attacked the enemy, Ma Da from the second platoon touched the enemy's flank and cut off the retreating group.
American devils, for a moment, the American devils cried for father and mother, and cursed one after another, but in an instant they were drowned out by gunshots.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
An American soldier began to retreat, and more and more American soldiers began to run back. However, the second and third rows formed a tight blockade, cutting off the retreat of the American soldiers. The remaining American soldiers on the position fell down.
more and more.
The soldiers charged against the enemy's flying grenades and artillery shells, quickly knocked down the frontal battlefield position, and inserted it into the center of the position like a sharp knife, directly threatening the American devils on both sides.
The American soldiers who fell did not resist. They chose to retreat. Xia Yuan set up a big gun and shot the American soldiers from a long range. Every time he pulled the trigger, an American soldier fell to the ground. He changed bullets very quickly.
The aiming speed is also very fast.
Bullets were fired in a swipe, and Xia Yuan did not hesitate to consume bullets. There were corpses of American soldiers everywhere, and there were many large bullets hanging on the corpses, carbine and Thompson submachine gun bullets, aiming at one of the American soldiers who was escaping.
If you pull the trigger twice in succession, basically two bullets can kill an American soldier. After all, the distance is a bit far. If you want to kill an American soldier with one bullet, you need to aim carefully.
But now the American Japs are retreating. In order to eliminate as many of the American Japs' effective forces as possible, Xia Yuan came up with this strategy. At worst, it would just be a waste of bullets.
In just a minute or two, two squads of American devils died under his gunfire. These foreign devils ran faster, knowing that there was a god of death behind them harvesting the lives of other soldiers. They couldn't wait for a moment.
Not daring to stay any longer, he retreated frantically to another high ground.
Is it embarrassing to run away? Those who go for the special code will almost lose their lives.
When they finally reached the halfway point of the mountain, Company Commander Lei and Instructor Shao, who had long expected that the Americans would retreat, heard the gunshots from the volunteers in the enemy's position and were already heading towards the retreat route of the Americans.
In the past, they were all veteran soldiers, and they judged the situation on the battlefield very accurately.
Sure enough, they didn't let them wait long when they saw a platoon of American soldiers wearing their helmets crookedly and running in a panic. Some of the American soldiers didn't even need their guns and kept running. This was exactly what they were doing.
Company Commander Lei and more than 20 volunteer soldiers who were ambushing here led by instructor Shao bumped into each other.
Needless to say, in the end, following a burst of intense gunfire, the escaping platoon of American soldiers offered little resistance and were beaten all over by the ambushed volunteers on both sides.
Company Commander Lei met with instructor Shao. Instructor Shao said: "Take the men and rush up quickly. Hill 343 is right behind us. There is no chance of reinforcements from the US military coming towards us."
"Pick up the ammunition on them and immediately go to Hill 372 and clear the battlefield with the second and third platoons!"
Captain Lei immediately gave the order, and the soldiers moved very quickly. They picked up the fallen guns on the ground, took away the bullet bags and grenades from the American soldiers, only picked up the weapons and ammunition, and took nothing else. They ran away with their things.
Go to high ground 372.
At this time, the battle on Hill 372 was coming to an end. The flares in the sky were completely extinguished. With the sound of sporadic gunshots, volunteer soldiers approached from all directions and killed the last American soldier with random shots. Hill 372 was taken down one after another.
In the trench, Company Commander Lei and Instructor Shao were sitting on the ground. Xia Yuan held a handful of blood-stained glory strips in his hands and said: "Seventeen people in one platoon died, and more than ten people stayed in Highland 311. Company Commander, these
It’s an honor bar.”
Captain Lei pinched the glory bar in his hand and remained silent.
The big man held the honor strip and handed it to Captain Lei, saying: "Eleven people from the second platoon died, and four soldiers stayed on Highland 311."
Chen Lie held Da Ba Li in his arms and stepped forward and said: "Fourteen people from the third platoon died, two were slightly injured and were able to continue fighting, and three stayed on Highland 311."
Captain Lei took a deep breath and said: "Our company has suffered heavy casualties, but we cannot stop now. Hill 343 has not been captured yet. Only by removing that nail handle can we rest."
He added: "Tonight's results have been very fruitful. The regiment headquarters asked us to capture three highlands in two nights, but we only took seven hours to capture two highlands. It's already past one o'clock and it's not until dawn."
There are still five or six hours left, and Highland 343 cannot stop us!"