In addition, Lu Jingguang made an even more astonishing discovery. He found that Xia Yuan seemed to be able to figure out the key shooting locations of the Japanese and could always avoid them in advance.
He was able to accurately avoid even the position where the Japanese grenade was projected. Following him, he almost effortlessly approached the distance that the second and third rows risked their lives to reach.
Xia Yuan still didn't know that his normal actions had attracted Lu Jingguang's attention and shock. He had experienced the Korean battlefield and suffered plowing bombings by the US military. To him, a battle of this level was like...
A max-level boss invades the novice village.
Although the Japanese army's combat effectiveness is amazing, its firepower configuration is far inferior to that of the US military.
So, is it the quality of individual soldiers that is more important, or the configuration of firepower. Both are important. The firepower of the Japanese army is acceptable, but their individual soldier quality is top-notch in the world and can be compared with that of the United States. For the Chinese army,
The Japanese army was a nightmare.
But for the Japanese army, Xia Yuan was like a nightmare.
The three machine gun firing holes of the Japanese army were firmly controlled by Xia Yuan, especially the first machine gun. After ringing four times in a row, there was no movement. The Japanese were frightened. They were shocked to find that they didn't know where to start from.
At that time, their machine gunners had the highest death rate among the team.
The battle lasted for half an hour, and more than a dozen machine gunners with three machine gun holes died. The casualties in just half an hour were already three more than the total number of machine gunner deaths since the landing.
"Nani!"
Upon hearing the information about the machine gunner casualties reported by the soldiers, the Japanese squad leader looked horrified and showed an expression of disbelief.
"Baga, why are you telling me now!"
The squad leader was furious, followed the Bushido, and led two soldiers to the door of the house on the front line. The body of a machine gunner was being carried outside. There was a round bloody hole on the machine gunner's forehead.
"Baga!"
He rushed into the room and happened to see a machine gunner operating a machine gun in a half-crouched position, not even daring to show his head, but such a shooting was undoubtedly the stupidest.
"Yes! Sir, the Chinese's marksmanship is too good. Many of our machine gunners have died." The soldier was slapped and stood up quickly.
"Baga! If you don't watch the shooting, how do you know if you have hit it accurately? You are so stupid. The Chinese are just waiting to see your joke. Go, shoot for me, shoot hard!"
"yes!"
The soldier came to the machine gun hole in fear, controlled the machine gun, and pulled the trigger at the charging troops of the national army. The Type 92 heavy machine gun sprayed out angry flames. The 30-round bullet protector was quickly consumed, and the bullet casings
It fell everywhere.
Poof, a bullet accurately shot from outside the machine gun hole and penetrated the Japanese soldier's forehead. The latter fell heavily to the ground as if he had been whipped by a whip, holding the hand of the Type 92 heavy machine gun.
Without letting go, he was dragged to the ground along with the Type 92 heavy machine gun. Blood was flowing from his forehead to his face, which looked particularly dazzling.
This scene made other Japanese machine gunners tremble.
The Japanese squad leader's face became particularly ugly. He pointed at a soldier beside him and said, "Go!"
The soldier whose name was called tremblingly walked to the heavy machine gun, put the heavy machine gun on the table, took a deep breath, and before he could fire, he noticed the sound of breaking through the air in front of him, and then, he felt
As if his body had been whipped by a long whip, he lay back uncontrollably, his vision went black, and he soon lost consciousness.
"Baga!"
The Japanese squad leader cursed and pointed at another soldier. The soldier had a pleading look on his face and wanted to ask the Japanese squad leader to let him go. Unexpectedly, the Japanese squad leader saw him like this and cursed:
"Baga, hurry up, or I'll shoot you!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a boom, and the outer wall suffered a huge blow from the shell. In an instant, a large hole appeared in the wall, and spiderweb-like cracks centered on the hole that appeared and spread to all sides.
The faces of the Japanese soldiers in the house showed surprise.
"Baga, what on earth is going on!"
At this moment, the squad leader of the third platoon and the first squad in charge of the attack laughed loudly: "Boy, I underestimated you. Good fight. Give me two more rounds and try to knock out the little Japanese devil's machine gun position."
"Damn it, I finally let out a bad breath." Another soldier said cursingly.
The encouraged scholar held the grenade firmly with his hand, gently adjusted the angle, and released the shell. With a bang, a shell flew out and landed steadily on the wall of the machine gun firepower point built by the Japanese.
, a huge pothole appeared, the wall was overwhelmed, and the cracks became bigger and bigger.
This kind of wall is not a reinforced concrete structure. It can withstand bullets, but it cannot withstand artillery shells. Although the caliber of the grenade is small, it is definitely enough to deal with the firepower fortress of the little Japanese devils.
There were three firepower points, two of which were firmly controlled by Xia Yuan. The Japanese machine gunners were already frightened. It only took more than half an hour for the Chinese army to attack, and four machine gunners were killed. Although the other firepower points were not clear.
The situation is that for one firepower point alone, their number of machine gunners is no longer enough.
The roaring sound completely crushed the fighting spirit of these machine gunners. The machine gun fire point next door encountered the shells projected by the scholar. As the third shell fell, the entire house was shattered and collapsed.
"pretty!"
All the officers and soldiers in the second and third platoons who attacked the Japanese position were shaken and their fighting mood was high.
Lu Jingguang laughed loudly: "Well done! Brother Xia, I didn't expect your team to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"
He is in a good mood. If this team is included in the company, with a sharpshooter and a sharpshooter, their ability to attack difficult problems will be greatly improved, and their ability to fight in the streets will also be improved.
Xia Yuan's eyes were cold and without saying a word, he pulled the bolt, ejected the bullet case, inserted another bullet, aimed at the Japanese gunman in the distance and pulled the trigger. With a pop, he clearly saw the bullet sink into the face of the Japanese gunman.
It exploded in its face and disappeared from the bunker.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Pull the bolt, withdraw the cartridge case, and insert a bullet. The whole action is coherent and done in one go, without any jamming. He pulls the bolt very fast, and in the blink of an eye, a bullet is fired.
The bullets give the illusion of using the Type 38 rifle as a semi-automatic rifle, as if the step of pulling the bolt is omitted.
Lu Jingguang was dazzled by what he saw, and he only had one thought in his mind: he must stay in the third company's team.
Boom boom boom!
The number of shells in the grenade was only ten. The scholar's task was to smash the Japanese machine gun positions to pieces. The machine gun stopped firing. He looked at his masterpiece excitedly, grinned happily, and held the grenade in his arms.
In arms.
"You brat, yes, you can hide here while we go knock down the Japanese positions!"
When the squad leader saw that the Japanese machine gun position was misfiring, he shouted excitedly and rushed out of the street with more than ten soldiers from the squad and quickly rushed towards the Japanese position.
However, no one expected that the Japanese army placed a machine gun on the forward position and used wooden boards as a cover to hide the machine gun. When a squad leader and his men appeared on the broad street, a Japanese soldier
He opened his eyes and pointed the machine gun at a group of soldiers rushing out of the street.
At the moment of being caught off guard, the squad leader's eyes were splitting: "Lie down!"
Ta-ta-ta!
This is a Type 92 heavy machine gun. It uses 30 bullet retaining plates and has a firing rate of 700 rounds per minute. It can burn out all the bullets in the bullet retaining plates in an instant.
A group of soldiers reacted very quickly, but it was still too late. The moment the enemy's machine gun opened the wooden plank, the muzzle of the gun flashed, and bullets carrying the evil of the invaders plopped down on the charging people.
A group of soldiers were like cutting wheat. The soldiers in the front row burst into clouds of blood mist. They fell to the ground and became motionless.
Even the squad leader was not spared. His chest was pierced by a bullet, and the three bloody bullet holes were very glaring.
He was lying on the ground, his body was shaking continuously, and blood was gushing out from his mouth and nose.
I watched with my own eyes a squad of nine people being shot at by Japanese machine guns. They were almost looking at each other in the face. The pungent smell of blood floated in the air. Nine people fell in a pool of blood. One of the soldiers was not dead yet. He
He crawled to his gun, grabbed his gun, and tried to stand up, when a bullet entered his body with a pop.
The soldier's body trembled twice and became silent.
The scholar stared blankly, forgetting the time, forgetting that he was on the battlefield, and his eyes were a little dull, until the Japanese machine gun bullets crackled towards his face and hit him in front of him.
On the bunker, the rubble flew and shattered, and the mud was thrown up.
The scholar sat on the ground, tremblingly grabbing the grenade and touching his body. When he couldn't feel the cannonball, he lay on the ground and touched it. His voice trembled, "I, I want to avenge you, avenge you."
He grabbed one that was dark and hard in texture. He was overjoyed and stuffed it into the grenade without looking carefully, but he couldn't get it in.
Whoosh, a bullet flew past his side and went straight into the body of the Japanese soldier who was controlling the heavy machine gun. More than fifty meters away, the scholar saw the Japanese soldier lying on the ground, but the machine gun position had not been blown up yet.
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He shivered and stuffed it, but found that it couldn't be stuffed in, so he held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, but found that what he caught was a stone.
He threw the stone on the ground and said: "There are no more shells. By the way, there are also grenades. I can use grenades."
The Japs' grenades need to be tapped on the forehead before they can be used. They are similar to the way artillery shells are used. He had captured many Japs' grenades before, but he only kept two Japs' grenades and aimed at the small ones in the distance.
The Japanese machine gun and grenades can just fit inside.
Boom, the grenade made a dull sound. The grenade drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and landed on the Japanese position with a loud bang. The dust in the ruins swayed and splashed with the explosion.
He came down and shot down another Japanese machine gun position.
The scholar's eyes widened. When the smoke cleared, it was hard to see the Japanese Japs in that position. "Knock it out. I'll kill it."
The scholar was happy, but did not get carried away. He lay on the bunker and stared at the Japanese position. He noticed that the Japanese on the right were fighting fiercely. There were many soldiers hiding behind the bunker. It was not known whether the attackers were the second squad or the Japanese.
Class Three fought for quite a while but failed to win.
The scholar picked up the grenade, stepped on the rubble under his feet, and moved to the right.
The scholar who has experienced brutal battles and witnessed a squad of soldiers charging forward and the entire army being destroyed has begun to gradually grow until he has grown into a qualified soldier.
"Let's go. The resistance of the Japanese is much smaller. Now is our chance." Lu Jingguang observed the Japanese position with a telescope. As the machine gun fire was knocked out, the resistance of the Japanese was significantly weakened.
He immediately realized that the time to attack had come.
Making a prompt decision, he led a squad of soldiers out of the bunker, walked through the broken streets, and using the ruins as cover, launched an attack on the Japanese troops across the street.
Xia Yuan took Lao Lei, Xiao Liu, Zheng Dayong, and Zhao Shiguo along the right side of the attack to reinforce the attacking troops on the right. They were very fast and encountered almost no obstacles. The national army brothers in front gave
They attracted the firepower of the Japanese army, and the two sides were fighting fiercely. Bullets were flying all over the long street, hitting the wooden boards, smashing rubble, breaking stones, and sinking into the mud.
"Old Zhao, take Dayong to the ruins and set up the machine guns." Xia Yuan led them forward quickly, pointing to the ruins on their left: "Keep an eye on your left, don't let the Japanese troops on the left come over for reinforcements.
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"Yes!" Lao Zhao responded, "Dayong, follow me."
"Here comes Old Zhao." Zheng Dayong touched the machine gun magazine on his body, followed closely behind Old Zhao, stepped on the bumpy ruins, and stumbled in, "Old Zhao, where did you say the scholar went?
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"Where else can we go? I didn't see the Japanese machine gun being blown up just now. It was the scholar who did it." Old Zhao carried the Czech style, stretched out his hand to grab a wooden board across his head, exerted a little force, and stepped on the ruins.
Zhizhi climbed up to the top, took a breath, and scanned the ruins, looking for a place where he could set up a light machine gun.
Soon, he found a platform that was just right for a light machine gun to be mounted on. There was a wide field of view on the left and the broken wall of the ruins on the right. Zhao Shiguo took a slight breath and said: "Xia Yuan's observation
The power is so terrifying, I still came to the ruins and saw this platform, Xia Yuan actually saw this platform from a long distance away."
Zheng Dayong, scholars and others may not understand Xia Yuan's terror. Only veterans who have experienced many battlefields can truly feel the terror of Xia Yuan's individual combat capabilities. Therefore, this is why he wants the position of platoon leader
The important reason for giving up to Xia Yuan.
This time, he discovered another ability of Xia Yuan.