After the first burst, Zhang Sixing breathed a sigh of relief that nothing happened.
It has been observed that the bullet misses the target by six to seven meters. The impact point of the bullet can be adjusted as long as it does not explode in the chamber.
Move the barrel slightly so that the muzzle is obviously away from the position of the Bean Tank, then pull the trigger and fire in a short burst.
"Tu tu tu tu"
As the anti-aircraft machine gun shook forward, a huge recoil force was transmitted to the shoulder, but the bullet missed three meters in the other direction.
Well, there are not many deviations that can be mastered.
Finally, he moved the muzzle of the gun again. When he felt it was almost done, he pulled the trigger.
"Tu tu tu tu..."
After the gunshot, he took his eyes off the scope and looked at the tank. It had stopped, followed by several soldiers following him, cheering in local dialects.
There was no smoke coming from the Betting Tank, but Zhang Sixing could clearly see that there were several large holes in the Betting Tank.
The result is satisfactory, despite the fact that this anti-aircraft machine gun has a bent barrel. But it can be called a tank killer against tanks that are worse than armored vehicles.
"There should be some usable equipment in the tank. Let's go get it back at night."
Since Zhang Si Xing, who had shot the first vehicle, did his part, he led a few soldiers and quickly moved upstairs with anti-aircraft machine guns.
At this time, the tank soldier in the damaged tank suddenly opened the roof and ran out. However, after running a few steps, the sharpshooter on the roof shot him and rolled him off the tank.
The other two tanks saw this and began to circle slowly, looking like they were planning to evacuate. By this time, the infantry attack by the Japanese Marine Corps had also come to an end.
But there is no need to guess, since the Japanese used so much force in their first trial attack, then in subsequent attacks, the force will probably only become stronger and stronger.
But at present, the heavy machine guns of the defenders of Sihang Warehouse were seriously damaged. If they want to block a large number of Japanese troops, they cannot do without machine guns.
Thinking about it in my mind, I carried the anti-aircraft machine gun and looked out from the firing hole where the soldiers were shooting.
"here"
Seeing the figure of the tank from a shooting hole, Zhang Sixing overturned the soldiers lying on the shooting hole.
The man didn't respond, but his body fell limply to the ground. His head was tilted to the side weakly. The blood dripping from under the helmet completely dyed the military uniform on his chest red.
Ignoring the condition of the corpse, he glared and yelled at the soldiers carrying machine guns.
"You damn little devil, I'm going to... set it up, give me the anti-aircraft machine gun."
The ammunition belt was originally installed on it. Zhang Sixing pulled the bolt and stared at the Bean Tank.
"Tu tu tu tu"
After firing one point at a time, the Pidgeon tank did not stop.
He tilted the muzzle of the gun slightly and fired "chuchuchu" again, three more times.
This time the tank stopped and no one got out of the tank again. The bullet holes in the tank were clearly visible. Although it was shot twice, Zhang Sixing was sure that both people in the tank were dead.
I hope that the current beetle tanks have been equipped with radios. I also hope that they still have smoke bombs and artillery shells, and they can get them back to him at night.
The remaining tank was retreating backwards, its 37mm cannon and machine gun still firing.
The infantry of the Japanese Marine Corps were very straightforward. They turned around and ran back without looking back.
After all, if the people from Sihang Warehouse chased them out, they wouldn't know if the tanks were okay or not, and the infantrymen like them wouldn't be able to survive.
The sharpshooters on the roof were still firing every shot. They strictly followed Zhang Sixing's orders and only killed those selected targets.
"Pa bang bang..."
Guard Lin Liang carefully used a broom to clean the dust on Xie Jinyuan's body, took off his armed belt and handed it to Lin Liang, preparing to take a sip of tea.
Suddenly he received a call on his desk and shouted. He took the tea cup handed by Lin Liang and drank tea to moisten his sore throat from smelling too much gun smoke while grabbing the phone.
"Zhongmin, I am Zhang Baiting."
Upon hearing the voice of the chief of staff, Xie Jinyuan subconsciously knocked his heels.
"Chief of Staff Zhang, I am Xie Jinyuan."
"Well, I just heard that Japan is attacking you?"
"Yes, Chief of Staff, but the attack has been repelled by the staff, and there are not many casualties."
Knowing that the chief of staff probably didn't call because of this matter, Xie Jinyuan probably reported it and listened quietly to what he said next.
"I heard that a German paratrooper came to your place?"
Xie Jinyuan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that it was Lieutenant Colonel Marcus who had brought this matter to the division. Although he didn't want to, there was nothing he could do to cover up Zhang Sixing's whereabouts, so he had to argue with reason.
"Chief of Staff, that German paratrooper has a very strong combat capability. In resisting the Japanese attack..."
Zhang Boting, who was on the other end of the phone, listened patiently and then interrupted Xie Jinyuan.
"I know that Zhongmin is a talented person, but this is what the teacher said. It is said that he also listened to the people above him. After all, that guy has committed many cases in various European countries, so..."
Hearing such remarks, Xie Jinyuan felt helpless and full of grief and indignation.
"Why, Chief of Staff, if you don't arrest this person, are you afraid that 'friendly people will be inexplicably surprised, and if things go on like this, the country will not be able to survive'?"
Listening to Xie Jinyuan quoting Lu Xun's "The Theory of Amazing Allies", Zhang Boting on the other end of the phone also heard Xie Jinyuan's resentment. He paused and softened his voice and said,
"Zhongmin, why should scholars be so loyal? This matter is definitely not something that we can easily stop. It is the teacher... You don't need to say more. When you withdraw in the future, don't capture this person."
After saying that, the other end of the phone didn't say anything more, but instead hung up the phone.
This is really unreasonable!
Xie Jinyuan slammed the teacup in his hand on the table, but unfortunately it fell to the ground beside the table and broke into pieces with a crisp sound.
When Lin Liang saw Lin Liang and was about to sweep, Yang Furui came over and took the broom from his hand, quietly waving to him to ask him to go out.
Then he asked softly while sweeping away the fragments,
"Tuanzu, what's going on? We didn't win, but you..."
After turning around and seeing Lin Liang closing the office door, Xie Jinyuan said,
"Oh, I don't know what those people above are thinking. The German named Zhang has obviously come back to fight against Japan. What has he done abroad and what is related to the fight against Japan? What the hell..."
He raised his hand and wanted to slap the table hard, but after raising his hand, he slumped down and sat on the chair, lost in thought.
After figuring out what was going on, Yang Ruifu swept away the fragments and reminded softly,
"Team leader, why is there such a big fire? It is said that there are policies above and countermeasures below. Brother Zhang can fight, so let him fight more. At most, when he retreats, he will be reported dead in battle."
While he was talking, a loud shout suddenly came from outside.
Not knowing what happened outside for a moment, Xie Jinyuan rushed out of the office with Yang Rui.
As soon as I left the office, I heard the cheers of the teenagers from the mixed barracks coming from the first floor.
On the three floors above, soldiers of the 88th Division, under the supervision of officers, were repairing fortifications in preparation for the Japanese attack below.
Just when Xie Jinyuan and Yang Ruifu were extremely satisfied with the performance of the soldiers of the 88th Division, Li Youtian, a big smoker, led several veterans from the miscellaneous barracks and carried a large pot up to the third floor.
"Children, you must be hungry after waking up early. I'll fill you up with steamed rice and steamed pork belly."