As the sentry was stabbed, Zhang Sixing got up from the ground, bent down and quickly approached the trench. His footsteps made a low "clang" sound, and he only took two steps before he entered the trench.
This... is too bold, if there are soldiers in the trench...
While doubtful in his heart, Hansen pulled out his one-meter BT Tiger. Although he was a layman when it came to knives, he intuitively felt that it was better to use a knife than a gun at this moment.
The moment he jumped down from the trench, Hansen's heart was raised because there were several sounds of fists hitting flesh in the trench. As soon as he fell into the trench, before Hansen could stand firm, he saw Zhang Sixing
Take out a grenade, then use the sling to swing it three times in the air and throw it far away.
Almost at the same time, as if he had been prepared for it. While throwing the grenade from a distance, he opened the thick canvas used as a door curtain on the machine gun bunker and threw a grenade backhand.
One end of the offensive tear gas egg has an impact fuse made of a bullet shell, and the other end has a pull fuse like an ordinary grenade.
At the same time as he gave the order, more than twenty people around him dispersed and used slings to release grenades.
"Throw thunder, south...Hansen fills the bullets for me..."
At this moment, the grenade that had just been thrown exploded, and the rising gray-yellow smoke barely dispersed on the rainy day. Zhang Sixing shouted with an accent from somewhere in Kyushu, Japan,
"South, south... everyone shoots towards the south..."
At this time, the dull explosion of offensive tear gas canisters came from the machine gun bunker behind him, and Zhang Sixing then shouted in a standard Kyushu accent. Thank you for the network of later generations, and thank you for your twenty years of preparation.
Japanese is the enemy's language. Zhang Sixing is not only proficient in the Tokyo accent but also the accents in several other regions, including Kyushu, the source of troops of the Sixth Division.
"Grenade, be careful of the grenades thrown from the south..."
This sentence dispelled the suspicion of the nearby Japanese soldiers, and they no longer considered anything else. The person who dared to issue the order in the dark must be an officer, otherwise who would dare to be so bold.
When people were in panic, no one doubted Zhang Sixing's shouts. At this time, he whispered to others in Chinese,
"Go in, kill everyone inside, take out your rifle and shoot southward..."
Following his instructions, someone picked up the ph90 short assault rifle on his chest, and then there was a continuous sound of bullets spraying rapidly, which was reduced by the silencer.
Compared with others, the scout sniper team is equipped with equipment ranging from pistols to short assault rifles and sniper rifles. Anyway, when wearing ostrich boots, the load-bearing capacity is higher than that of ordinary people.
At this time, Zhang Sixing was already holding a crooked handle and firing toward the south of the entire position.
As soon as he opened fire, the unidentified soldiers and ambush troops in the trenches came out and opened fire toward the south. Zhang Sixing and others, in addition to using the tracer eggs to indicate the direction to the other Japanese, also kept firing toward the south of the position.
As Zhang Sixing and others opened fire, other Japanese soldiers also fired towards the south.
No one knows what lies to the south, but everyone in the army knows a rule. Shooting in the direction in which your own people are shooting is basically not wrong.
As the heavy artillery troops ambushed the ambushes and fired towards the south, finally some grenadier soldiers thought of firing flares.
In the rainy night, something like a small sun suddenly appeared, and then the Japanese heavy artillery position was illuminated, but it was already reduced to a pot of porridge.
"Let's prepare, but don't rush to launch, wait for the ambush Japanese to move first."
In the dark night, the tank looked like a silent reef, covered with grass blades and branches from nearby. In the dark night, it was impossible to see what it was without getting close.
Lu Feizhang, who was squatting on the armored vehicle, did not move. Compared to other people who were wet, he and his men were mostly dry. He stood up and looked at the bright Japanese heavy artillery positions on the battlefield, feeling a little puzzled.
"At that time, the commander didn't just say to turn on the lights to indicate the signal. Why did he start fighting in the Japanese heavy artillery position?"
Before he could figure it out, someone suddenly came over and said,
"Lu Ying, Captain, the enemy ambush has moved."
By the light of the heavy artillery position, one could vaguely see groups of figures swaying like crops that suddenly grew out of the ground. And their movements... were swaying, and they walked like hanged ghosts who had just crawled out of the grave.
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"Well, start it. The machine gunners will save some bullets for me. We don't have many."
Following his orders, the reconnaissance battalion deployed into attack formation.
These tanks were supporting the attacked brigade at that time. They relied on their speed to move quickly and ended up breaking away from the infantry. Lu Feizhang appeared from both sides of the road and filled an offensive tear gas egg directly from the observation hole.
Basically, a tank can be destroyed with only a few shells. In the first few seconds, the Japanese used machine guns to fire randomly, but they didn't even reach the tank for ten seconds, and there was only the sound of coughing in the armored vehicle.
For those who were unwilling to surrender even if they coughed to death, Lu Feizhang just ordered two more tear gas cans to be stuffed into him and that was it.
Fourteen tanks lined up in a row, the armored vehicles were very long, and they were surrounded by infantrymen lined up in sharp angles.
All tank headlights and searchlights illuminate the Japanese infantry in front.
Japanese infantrymen wearing yellow raincoats opened a wide skirmish line and ran towards the heavy artillery positions. Their mission was to encircle the enemy troops who sneak-attacked the heavy artillery units from the outside.
The infantrymen faithfully carried out this order, and the people of a brigade were spread out quite widely. Not only that, they were closely connected with the infantrymen of the nearby Japanese brigade.
They ran desperately towards the heavy artillery position. Everyone knew that the faster they ran, the smaller the chance of the enemy's sneak attack escaping.
Almost everyone is praying to Amaterasu in their hearts.
"It must be that Four Elements Demon King, it must be that bastard..."
Almost all Japanese soldiers subconsciously hated Zhang Sixing.
Look at what he did. A toy-like weapon like a crab claw was coated with feces.
There were many farmers among the Japanese soldiers. What they didn't understand was why there were so many bacteria in feces.
In fact, if you do a test, you should know that fully decomposed feces are mainly anaerobic fermentation bacteria. During the fermentation process, it will definitely be accompanied by fever and a large amount of oxygen consumption. This kind of bacteria will kill most other types of bacteria.
Bacteria, so from the perspective of bacteria and viruses, decomposed stool is relatively "clean".
But the ones used in the paratrooper school are undoubtedly fresh feces. Some water is added to it. There may be schistosomiasis eggs in the natural water bodies in the south of the Yangtze River, so amputation is the only option.
Now, it's time for all grudges to end, and all grudges to be settled.
Demon King of the Four Elements, you can't escape this time. Our Sixth Division's more than 20,000 troops have surrounded you in a small circle. Even if you have three heads and six arms, it will be difficult to escape.