Yang Ling's stern face had been scorched black by gunpowder smoke, and only a pair of dark and deep eyes were revealed, exuding a captivating cold light. His body was shaking with the clang of the machine gun, and the muzzle of the gun was still spitting out tongues of flame, as if with
Normally without stopping.
The remnant soldier who was responsible for feeding the Type 92 heavy machine gun was choked by the gunpowder smoke and coughed. His hands kept feeding the bullet-filled bullet into the gun case, and then turned into a demon harvesting lives.
The two remnant soldiers squatting on the ground let the continuous bullet casings fall on the brim of their hats without raising their heads. Their hearts beat rhythmically with the roar of the machine guns, and their hands and feet quickly pressed bullets into the empty bullet plates.
The power of the Type 92 heavy machine gun is astonishing. A 7.7mm bullet can penetrate a 12mm steel plate at a distance of two hundred meters, let alone flesh and blood.
New recruits are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of machine guns. Facing this heavy machine gun that can penetrate the body, the Japanese tasted pain for the first time.
The two Jaap squads at the front were like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. After being swept away by the tyrannical bullets, only their broken bodies were left lying on the ground. The wounded soldiers who were not dead lay on the ground and howled like pigs.
, covered in blood, he crawled back on the ground, dragging a trail of blood on the ground.
The Type 92 heavy machine gun was still roaring, and the bullets formed a barrage and enveloped the Japanese soldiers. Blood spattered, earth and rocks flew everywhere, and the Japanese soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
The remaining Japanese soldiers lay down on the ground and began to fight back. The messy gunshots were mixed with the rattling of the crooked light machine gun. The bullets flew randomly, making the sandbags pop, and the raised sand splashed onto the ammunition supply hand.
He felt burning pain on his face.
Yang Ling didn't yell to stop, he didn't dare to let go, and let the hot spring board burn his hands to pieces, and he grinned in pain.
"Suppress! Fire! Fire!"
Lieutenant Qiuye roared angrily, looking at his beaten subordinates moaning and screaming in pain on the ground, his teeth creaking and his eyes filled with resentment.
The Japanese's heavy machine gun opened fire, the same Type 92 heavy machine gun. The powerful bullets swept towards the sandbag bunker with arrogance.
The heavy machine gun in Yang Ling's hand finally misfired after roaring for three minutes, and the bullet feeder's head was shattered by a flying stray bullet.
"Here comes a feeder!"
A remnant soldier who was squatting on the ground holding down the bullet plate stood up without hesitation, moved the dead ammunition supply hand away, and changed his position.
Taking advantage of the silence of the heavy machine gun, more than a dozen Japanese riflemen risked their waists and used the cover of bomb craters and corpses to move forward, trying to rush over.
After only a few dozen seconds of pause, the heavy machine gun that made Lieutenant Akino angry began to roar again. The Japanese soldiers who were rushing forward lay on the ground, unable to move forward any further.
The heavy machine gun began to shoot continuously, firing a barrage from near to far. The Japanese lying on the ground along the way tried to avoid it with frightened faces, but it was too late. The bullet penetrated the helmet, shattered the head, and shattered the body.
It's like a devil with eyes.
The Japanese grenade squad was preparing to blast away the heavy machine guns hidden behind the trenches, but Yang Ling had already set his sights on them. High-speed detonating bullets were fired out in succession. The grenade squad four hundred meters away was directly scrapped, and the heavy machine gun
The power is fully displayed at this moment.
"Flank them! Outflank them!"
Lieutenant Akino saw the heavy machine gun that seemed to never stop, and turned his head and roared at the Japanese second lieutenant.
The two Japanese second lieutenants knew that their commander was in a bad mood, so they immediately led two squads of Japanese soldiers and silently moved to both sides, preparing to outflank Yang Ling and their retreat.
Damn it! Just wait! When Lieutenant Akino saw the Japanese soldiers outflanking them on both sides, the anger in his heart calmed down a little. As long as they were outflanked, not a single Chinese man huddled in the bunker could escape.
Looking at the Japanese soldiers curled up on the ground moaning in pain, Lieutenant Akino's dark face couldn't help but twitch, damn it!
Yang Ling also saw the Japanese soldiers preparing to outflank them from both sides, but he did not stop shooting. The heavy machine gun was still roaring, as if unwilling to use up all the bullets. The violent noise drove Lieutenant Qiu Ye crazy.
More than 9,000 rounds of highly lethal heavy machine gun bullets were all fired out by Yang Ling like water, sweeping from far to near, from left to right, and there was not a single Japanese soldier standing within the range of the machine gun fire.
According to Yang Ling's own estimate, at least twenty or thirty Japs were killed and injured. The injured Japs were still lying on the ground groaning, and the ground was covered in blood.
The light yellow smoke emitted by the machine gun enveloped the simple machine gun bunker, and with the harsh friction of metal, empty cartridge cases kept jumping out.
"Lieutenant Yang, there are no more bullets!" the remnant soldier in charge of depressing the bullet plate shouted towards Yang Ling.
The machine gun finally stopped roaring, and the trench was already a bright yellow-orange scene, filled with empty bullet casings that had been polished, and the blood seeping out of the body of the dead bomber was dazzling.
"withdraw!"
Yang Ling was running at the end, the two melon grenades in his hands bumped together, and then he threw them at the heavy machine gun without bullets. Even if he retreated, he would not leave it to the Japanese again.
The smoke from the explosion submerged the Type 92 heavy machine gun, the sandbags surrounding it were overturned, and the machine gun was blown into a pile of fragments.
Yang Ling and the two remnant soldiers retreated along the communication trench to the trench at the back. In the bunkers on both sides, the other two groups of remnant soldiers were also ready to attack.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers, holding bright bayonets, trotted toward the position silently, trying to outflank Yang Ling and their retreat.
"Coming... coming... coming." The observer of the remaining soldiers hidden in the trench saw the Japanese soldiers trotting over, and his voice was trembling. He didn't know whether it was excitement or fear.
One of the older remnants held a Type 96 light machine gun tightly in his hand and said, "Hold still, wait until they get close and fight."
The dull footsteps of the Japanese soldiers were getting closer and closer. The faces of the three remnant soldiers with their backs to the trenches were tense, waiting for the attack.
"Hit!" Guessing that time was almost up, the older remnant soldier suddenly shouted and stood up suddenly. The muzzle of the light machine gun was already aimed at the Japanese soldiers who were approaching two hundred meters away.
Ta da da - da da da -
Three Type 96 light machine guns fired at the same time, spraying bullets directly towards the trotting Japanese.
The Japanese soldiers did not expect that there would be someone ambushing them here, and they were caught off guard. The Japanese soldiers' chests burst into clouds of blood mist, and were directly smashed into sieves by the dense rain of bullets.
Most of the dozen or so Japanese soldiers were wiped out in just a few dozen seconds. The remaining Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they immediately fell to the ground and looked for cover to fight back.
The roar of the Type 96 light machine gun mixed with the sporadic fireback of the 38-gauge rifles sounded on both sides of the position. The Japanese who were outflanking from both sides encountered a head-on attack and were forced to retreat.
The Japs' tactics were very simple. Once the front was blocked, 80% of the time they would send out units to attack from both wings. Yang Ling had already figured it out, so he made arrangements in advance.
Last night they wiped out all the Japs in the position and captured many weapons from the Japs soldiers. Now these weapons have become sharp weapons for harvesting the Japs.
In the past, the Japs used these weapons to shoot and kill scores of Chinese defenders, but now Yang Ling was going to collect some interest first, so that the little Japs would know what it was like to be suppressed by firepower and taste the taste of bullets.