Directly opposite Zhou Qingfeng is the Second Battalion of the Second Regiment of Nanbang. The commander is an acting captain and battalion commander. At the moment of the ambush, the battalion commander was slowly moving forward in his jeep, and his men lazily dragged him
all the way.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, bullets roared from the mountains on both sides of the road. The unprepared Battalion Commander Nanbang was suddenly shocked. In his opinion, his group of more than a thousand people was being attacked from a flank, and the firepower came.
It was sudden and violent, causing great chaos.
In the early days of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, the quality of soldiers in Nanbang was extremely low. Many of them had only been in the army for about ten days and were sent to the battlefield without any combat training. When they found that their companions were dead and bullets were flying everywhere, the horror in their hearts would make them feel uncontrollable.
fear.
Seeing his men running around, Battalion Commander Nanbang took out his pistol and jumped out of the jeep, shouting to the adjutant and signal soldier beside him: "Get off the bus, get off the bus, four companies and five companies will start fighting on the spot.
The Sixth Guards Company will take a circuitous route to occupy the high ground on the left and must drive back the enemy."
The Nanbang signal soldier followed his commander and jumped out of the jeep. He was carrying a radio and lying on the roadside ridge, holding a microphone in his hand and shouting. A Nanbang machine gun team also hurriedly placed a tripod and an M1919A4 on the roadside.
It was set up, the bullet chain was fed into the receiver, and the barrel began to roar.
"Fuck, it's good to be a bitch. If there is a heavy machine gun, it will be there." Zhou Qingfeng held a pitiful 38-gun in his hand, wishing it was his electromagnetic rifle.
He fired the gun once and pulled the bolt, then clicked the gun again and pulled the bolt again. After five rounds of bullets, the magazine was empty. Zhou Qingfeng had to find a bridge clip to press bullets into the magazine again.
"It's so fucking inefficient. It's just a fight with the South Army. It's so troublesome. In the future, when the US military sprays bullets, it will be like watering water with high-pressure water pipes. What should we do?"
The battlefield is already full of gunfire and smoke. One of the characteristics of the Tutu battle is that the attack is full of firepower at the beginning, which makes people feel extremely ferocious. However, in the hail of bullets, Zhou Qingfeng's gunshots one after another also seem...
Extremely dense.
"Big Brother Zhou, aim and shoot for me, save some bullets." The squad leader was responsible for commanding the ten men under his command. Hearing Zhou Qingfeng spray out two bullets from the bridge clip in one breath, this sharp force made him curse.
, "You kid can't even hit a ghost if you fight like this."
Bullets are always in short supply in Bunny operations, and the soldiers cannot feed them with bullets during normal training. For a long time, the marksmanship of the Bunny soldiers was just a cloud - every good gunner is trained with a lot of bullets, but Bunny soldiers are the conditions.
Don't have it.
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's prodigious shooting, the squad leader in charge was so angry that his nose was smoking. The squad leader had a vague impression that this big man was good at shooting, but he had no specific idea of how good he was. He always felt:
No matter how good this guy's marksmanship is, he still has to aim for me before pulling the trigger!
Listening to his squad leader running over and cursing, Uncle Zhou also lost his temper. He was already installing the third bridge clip, inserted the bullet and continued to shoot the gun smoothly and neatly. While shooting, he cursed: "Stop fucking me."
*Blind*** I am very accurate!”
The squad leader crouched and rushed to Zhou Qingfeng. Hearing that this boy dared to talk back, he subconsciously looked towards the road under the mountain. This sight was incredible. Several corpses had fallen on the road. It looked like they were all dead.
One shot hit, and there was no missed shot.
The battle scenes filmed in movies and TV shows a bunch of people huddled together and shooting, which is lively and beautiful. But if this really happens on the battlefield, it is just looking for death. One enemy shell can kill more than a dozen enemies.
The real position is very wide, and there is usually only one person at seven or eight meters or more. Each person is responsible for launching an attack in an area. But now the enemies opposite Zhou Qingfeng have been beaten by him, and they are still lying on the ground.
He didn't even bother to attack the non-commissioned officers and officers in charge, as well as ordinary soldiers.
Zhou Qingfeng had already beaten the two infantry squads opposite him to the point where they huddled behind the ridge of the road without daring to raise their heads. The squad leader saw with his own eyes that he had begun to aim at enemies in other directions, firing one at a time without wasting bullets.
Thank God, although the 38 cover is a bit rotten, it is still relatively accurate, and the accuracy within 100 meters is relatively high. The squad leader turned angry when he saw it, squatted down, patted his thigh and said happily: "Good boy, you made this shot
The gun is more powerful than the machine gun. It can suppress an enemy platoon!"
With the attribute of "murderous aura", the more Zhou Qingfeng kills, the stronger his ability becomes, and his ferocity also attracts the attention of the enemies on the opposite side.
A Nanbang company commander was deploying counterattack firepower on the chaotic front line, and suddenly he found more than 20 of his men huddled behind the road, motionless.
"Your platoon leader? Where did the platoon leader die?" Captain Nanbang yelled angrily, "It's only been a few minutes of fighting, and you are so cowardly? Fight back!"
A soldier was shivering behind a ridge with his head in his hands. When he was pulled out by the company commander, he couldn't help shouting, "Our platoon leader is dead, he was dead from the beginning."
"Then you are the deputy platoon commander?"
"The deputy platoon leader is also dead."
Damn it, this platoon is so unlucky! No wonder there was no one to command as soon as the battle started. It turned out that both the chief officers were suspended. Captain Nanbang didn't have time to sigh and continued to ask: "Where is the squad leader? Your squad leader and deputy squad leader are always here."
"Where is our squad leader? I don't know where the deputy squad leader is." The shrunken soldier tried his best to break away from the company commander's hand and tried to lie down behind the ridge, refusing to get up.
Captain Nanbang followed the soldier's fingers and saw a corpse with half of its head missing lying in the grass not far away, killed with one shot.
"Damn it." Captain Nanbang also realized now that there was a very powerful shooter on the other side. Within a few minutes, he wiped out all the commanders of his platoon. "Machine gun, machine gun, suppress the other side."
, I will personally command this platoon."
Nanbang has the support of the beautiful father, and the weapons and equipment are pretty good. One platoon has a dedicated machine gun squad, and there are two heavy machine guns. Now under the command of an officer, a machine gun team finally started to operate again, and began to look for the firepower point on the opposite side and start shooting.
Just a few dozen meters away, Zhou Qingfeng was having a good time. Now he didn't even have to press the bullets. The excited squad leader gave him his own rifle, specifically responsible for crushing the empty bullets.
The bin is refilled.
"Young man Zhou, well done."
"You are really a sharpshooter."
"Aim at the opponent's firepower point and hit hard..."
The two of them were working happily together, when suddenly a dense rain of bullets came flying towards them, and the sound sounded very strange. This was specifically aimed at the area of Qingfeng on the upper reaches of the Zhou Dynasty.
The .30-caliber bullets sent the soil in front of the position flying in all directions. Zhou Qingfeng was so frightened that he lowered his head and felt the constant vibrations from the bullets entering the ground.
"Change a place." Without Zhou Qingfeng's words, the squad leader was also experienced and immediately led him to change positions, and the two of them emerged from more than ten meters away.
Seeing that the fierce shooter of the Chinese Communist Army was silenced by the machine gun, the commander of the Nanbang company on the opposite side immediately became energetic and shouted to other soldiers to fight back. In his opinion, he had more people and stronger firepower, so he could still hold on to the enemy.
The opponent pushed back.
Not even half a minute after the machine gun fired, the machine gunner was knocked down with a single shot from the other side. His skull was also cracked and he was killed with one shot. The deputy shooter in charge of supplying ammunition quickly buried his head on the ground and raised his head while holding it.
The butt is like an ostrich.
"The machine gun can't stop, get up and keep shooting." Company Commander Nanbang suddenly became anxious and broke out in a cold sweat. The enemy on the other side was full of momentum and morale was skyrocketing. If the machine gun was not suppressed at this time, not only the platoon but also himself would not be able to survive.
But before the machine gun could fire again, a harsh bugle sound suddenly came from the opposite mountain range, and after the bugle, an overwhelming war cry quickly approached.