The machine gun kept bouncing in his arms, but compared to the various machine guns that Zhang Sixing had used, the recoil force of the crooked handle was not great. However, this kind of broken machine gun has an important shortcoming. It is easy to jam when the battlefield environment is not good.
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In order to attract the attention of the Japanese army, the first bunker obtained by sneak attack has now become a target of public criticism by the Japanese.
The grenade grenades were launched by the sleepy grenadier who had just woken up, and exploded messily in front of and behind the trench.
The soil wet by the rain rose up to the sky like a tattered rag.
"Sir, we have been surrounded... The Japanese's crappy machine guns cannot suppress the charge of thousands of people..."
Hansen emerged from the bunker and shouted at Zhang Sixing, who was squatting down holding a jammed light machine gun with a crooked handle, huddled in the recess of a trench.
Now their safety depends on Lu Feizhou's progress. He can quickly approach the Japanese heavy artillery position. It is not Zhang Sixing and the others who are in trouble, but the Japanese.
The ambush soldiers at the heavy artillery position were extremely excited. They were finally going to catch Zhang Sixing, the "big fish".
"Demon King of the Four Elements, come out, I see you..."
Someone jumped out of the foxhole for ambush and shouted triumphantly like a cat that found a mouse. More Japanese soldiers left the foxhole and rushed towards the trench where Zhang Sixing was.
There was a dead silence there, and everyone guessed that the "Four Elements Demon King" had been killed. Or he was driven into a strong machine gun bunker by dense bullets and grenade launchers, and did not dare to show his head.
Now there is no need to keep secrets. All the bunkers of Zhang Sixing and his colleagues were hit by intensive bullets from all directions. The tracer eggs were like fire whips whipping the bunker and this trench, but the actual bullets that hit were even heavier than the tracer eggs.
Several times more.
There were Japanese from all directions, and there were the "pop-pop" sounds of bullets drilling into the soil and kicking up clods of earth, and the "chirp-chip-chip" sound of them passing over the trenches.
Zhang Sixing quickly turned his attention to the sniper rifle, aiming at the illumination egg that was not very bright in the rain-filled sky.
The gunfire "lights" went out, and the entire heavy artillery position fell into darkness again. The Japanese officers, who clearly took the initiative, conveyed the orders loudly without any scruples.
"Grenade, bombard the bunker in the north..."
With the sniper rifle on his back, Zhang Sixing whispered to the people in the sniper reconnaissance team.
"Hansen, let's open the way, the people behind us should follow me... No talking is allowed."
The entire squad advanced rapidly in the trench in a similar CQB tactical formation.
Compared with the less loud explosions of offensive tear gas canisters, the sound of the grenades exploding in series was much louder. However, by this time, Zhang Si Xing and his group of more than 20 people had quietly escaped from there.
In the trench, Zhang Sixing bent over and carried a rifle to clear the way in front. The people behind him pointed the HP90 behind him. As soon as the team of about twenty people took action, the people behind them threw an offensive tear gas egg.
Even in the rain, the clay powder fails to fly and will eventually deter those who are chasing after it.
The delayed firecrackers arranged in the machine gun bunker made a "bang bang bang" sound from time to time. Although the sound was dull, it was still eye-catching at night.
Someone asked loudly in Japanese in the darkness,
"What's going on? What are they fighting in the bunker..."
"Maybe they're killing our detachment stationed in the bunker."
Someone answered in Japanese in the darkness. Zhang Sixing, who was running, suddenly stood up, and then answered in the trench with a Kyushu accent with an officer's temperament,
"That should just be a delayed firecracker. He used it at Sihang Warehouse. Maybe their gang has escaped outside. The illumination eggs, the damn grenade launchers, don't know how to keep the battlefield illuminated."
After shouting, Zhang exerted force on his four-legged legs, and stepped on the soft mud at the bottom of the trench with his ostrich boots. He still achieved an astonishing speed under the strong rebound force, at least faster than the speed of the Japanese's short legs in the mud.
One machine gun bunker was no more than a hundred meters away from the other. The only advantage Zhang Sixing and his team had was that they were moving quickly. As long as they were not discovered by the ambushed Japanese infantry, they still had a chance.
Japanese soldiers appeared in the trench. They leaned against the parapet of the trench, their eyes searching nervously in the darkness. Everyone wanted to capture or kill the "Four Elements Demon King".
Zhang Sixing slowed down, then bent forward and walked forward at normal speed. At the same time, he dropped the PH90 in his hand, letting it be hung by the triangle tactical gun belt, and then pulled out his BT Tiger dagger.
However, he did not launch an attack immediately. Anyway, everyone could not see each other clearly in the darkness. He whispered something in Kyushu dialect, like an intimate whisper between comrades in the trenches.
"There's something moving outside..."
This situation made Hansen just want to say,
"Sir, you are really hated. After thinking about your actions, I would like to kill you if I were your enemy."
But now... Hansen pulled out his dagger, followed Zhang Sixing obediently, and quietly ran towards the Japanese soldiers who were lying in the trench and observing outside.
"Where, where, who saw clearly, the damn flares..."
In the darkness, no one looked to see who was speaking behind them. Most of the people speaking at this time were officers. The soldiers stared outside the trench, wishing that their eyes would pop out of their sockets.
"Bo..."
The light of the flare finally bloomed in the sky, but Zhang Sixing had already raised his dagger and rushed towards the last Japanese soldier.
The sniper scout behind him, who had taken out his dagger just as early as him, rushed toward the Japanese soldiers beside him.
To kill someone from behind, of course, cover the mouth, then insert the knife into the back, and the long dagger goes straight to the opponent's lungs. Or you can carry the opponent's helmet and pick it up, the laces of the helmet will strangle the opponent's neck, causing him to
Not a sound could be uttered.
However, if the other party disobeys the order and does not wear a helmet belt.
Americans are very unruly on the battlefield, and Japanese soldiers are relatively better. But they are not as good as the new helmets of the paratrooper school, which have a face plate with a skull, and the helmet strap is also fixed on the chin.
As a result, a handy sniper scout actually encountered a man with a helmet without a lace, and he immediately took off the other man's helmet.
Although it does not feel as expected, it does not affect the rapid advancement of the Bt Tiger dagger in the other hand. Unfortunately, I was originally planning to cut the throat in one go, but now I can only quickly stab the Bt Tiger directly into the opponent's neck.
Because he did not cover his mouth, the Japanese soldier who was attacked let out a half scream.
"Outside, outside, the machine gun is about to open fire. I saw the Four Demon Kings... Bastard, let him go... The machine gun is about to open fire..."
Of course, the machine gunner didn't see anything, but since someone gave the order in a superior tone, he had no choice but to shoot. But there were black shadows in the distance outside, couldn't they be his own people running towards him?
But compared with the complaints of compatriots outside, the anger of the commander should be more terrifying. Disobeying orders during battle is a serious crime, okay?
The pheasant's neck "clucked" and bullets flew towards the shadowy Japanese soldiers in the distance.