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Chapter 198 Falling on the Lawn (5)

The heavy machine gunner, who had been holding back for a long time but never waited for the order to fire, aimed at the bandits' heavy machine gun position 300 meters away and suddenly pulled the trigger.

The Maxim heavy machine gun with a theoretical rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute can shoot down the Type 92 heavy machine gun on the future anti-Japanese battlefield. Now it is even more suitable to deal with the 30-kilometer heavy machine gun. After continuous test firing

Two times later, the heavy machine gunner, who was also a recruit, finally found his sight in excitement and anger. The 7.9MM heavy machine gun bullets were hit by the gangsters' temporary heavy machine gun position, and dust only appeared on the ground.

Even if the gangster's heavy machine gunner had the intention to shoot at his opponent, how could the temporary machine gun position be compared with the heavy machine gun position that the recruits spent more than half an hour digging? The sandbags filled with soil and gravel were completely absorbed.

The bullets have huge kinetic energy, so as long as they are not shot head-on, there is no worry about ricocheting and hurting people. On the bandits' side, a few rocks as big as a washbasin are their strongest support, let alone the heavy machine gun bullets hitting them.

It will change the ballistic trajectory and kill you from unexpected angles. Even the falling stone fragments can kill you invisible.

After dozens of seconds of shooting, and after his two companions were beaten to a bloody pulp by ricochet bullets, rolling and wailing, the bandit's heavy machine gun shooter finally couldn't bear the huge fear, threw away the machine gun, and lay down on the ground.

Never dare to look up from the pit again.

"Haha, that boy did a good job." The veteran machine gunner in the No. 1 heavy machine gun position saw the opposite heavy machine gun misfiring, patted the recruit machine gunner who was concentrating on shooting with the opponent, and praised with a grin.

Heavy machine guns are the most important fire suppression weapons for front-line troops. Not only must their shooting be accurate enough to suppress the enemy's large-scale charge, but more importantly, they must help their own troops suppress the enemy's firepower points. Naturally, they cannot avoid confrontation with the opponent's light and heavy machine guns.

shoot.

Facing a torrent of bullets with a rate of fire as high as hundreds of bullets that can destroy a big tree every minute, you may be beaten into a sieve at any time, and you have to shoot at them fearlessly.

Undoubtedly, this is a job that requires great courage, and many recruits choose to escape at this moment.

But obviously, the more afraid of death you are on the battlefield, the sooner you will die. Machine gun shooters who lose the opportunity often die much faster than their opponents, because their opponents will not only have heavy machine guns, but also cannons and grenades.

, each of which will leave the machine gunner who is lying down to avoid bullets to die without a burial place.

However, the new machine gunner he focused on training was good. Although his shooting accuracy was slightly poor, his courage was commendable. He relied on the strength of the fortifications and the performance of the machine gun to fight with an old shooter of the opponent for a full minute, and finally killed his opponent.

I'm scared.

"Old Tan, should I support my brothers now? Those bandits are coming." I don't know whether it was because he was excited about defeating his opponent for the first time on the battlefield or because he was excited about being praised by veterans for the first time. The recruit turned red.

He asked with a stern face pointing more than a hundred meters away.

The veteran squinted at the crouching bandit soldiers who were attacking their own position like a swarm, and sneered disdainfully: "Are those scum worth our waste of bullets? Don't worry, the company commander didn't order us machine gun firepower points to join the battle.

, what about training those new recruits? If you don’t let each of them see blood, how will you fight against the little devils in the future? Your task now is to keep an eye on the heavy machine gun on the opposite side for me. If they let them injure a few more brothers,

It’s hard for the company commander to explain to the regiment commander when he returns.”

"Yes." The recruit machine gunner nodded, turned his attention back to the heavy machine gun position on the opposite side, adjusted the rate of fire to 100 rounds per minute, and carried out burst fire suppression in the most bullet-saving way. As long as the opponent dared to use the machine gun to fire again, he would have exceeded

New recruits who become more and more familiar with bullet points are confident that they can tear their opponents into pieces.

Without the cover of heavy machine guns, the bandits were in bad luck. In just a few dozen seconds, they had rushed out nearly a hundred meters, and were only a few dozen breaths away from the opponent's position. Those with better eyesight could even

He saw his opponents lying in the grass looking angrily at their young faces.

However, at the moment when their own heavy machine gun misfired, the bandits' offensive was embarrassed. Even the bandits who had not received a few days of military training understood the consequences of losing fire suppression. Not only could the opponent's infantry shoot without scruples, but also

The scary thing is that they also have machine guns to help out, and those things will kill as many as possible!

But at this distance, what can we do if we don't attack? If you advance, you will die, if you retreat, you will die faster. At a distance of only a hundred meters, not to mention the new recruits who have shot thousands of rounds of bullets, they are the old gangsters.

The rifle in his hand is almost worn out, but it can still hit a wild boar.

When the new recruits of the Independent Regiment stretched out their heads to shoot at the bandits who were as densely packed as gray rats, most of the old bandits immediately threw themselves to the ground. The bandits have always been unhappy with the poor Taoist friends and the poor Taoists.

The Second Law, the unchangeable nature of bandits, destined them to have an insurmountable gap with the regular army who could leave their behinds to their comrades.

That's something the number of people can't fill.

After the death of their comrades in action, after a brief period of sadness and timidity, the roar of their own heavy machine guns inspired the courage of the new recruits. Amidst the roar of "shoot" from the veteran squad leader, they all poked their heads out and shot at the bandits.

The recruit who had lost his hometown even stood up with his entire upper body in pursuit of accuracy, crying and desperately emptying his magazine. Although he was soon kicked to the ground by the veteran squad leader on the side.

Although the great anger on the battlefield can help soldiers overcome the fear of death, they must not lose their cool because of it.

The character standing on the trench with a crooked machine gun roaring and shooting at the enemy will basically be unable to close his eyes when he is shot several times and dies. This is something even the people who make dramas from the Future Republic are used to.

The plot is unreliable and the directors all know it. As for the protagonist’s immortality, hey, God knows, when they fired the gun under the barrel of the machine gun that could have cooked pork, the director’s hand was as white and tender as a peeled egg.

Maybe you don’t know what the tripod of the light machine gun is for! Maybe it’s just a decoration.

The bandits were timid, but the recruits became much more mature than before. At least they finally understood the difference between a moving person and a target after firing a few shots without hitting the target.

The recruits who slowly corrected themselves soon made the bandits feel the bone-crushing chill. The shooting skills of the recruits trained by more than a thousand rounds of bullets were far beyond what the bandits could imagine.

As time goes by, it is not too difficult for recruits to empty a five-round magazine to kill a target they are targeting. Some bandits even have three or four gunshot wounds on their bodies when they die, which is very serious.

The unfortunate result of being targeted by several recruits.

After all, they didn't have markings on them like targets, although for the recruits who had almost no blind spots from left, center, and right, they were almost like living targets.

What makes the bandits even more sad is that compared to the dozens of bullets loaded on their bodies, the opponent's bullets seem to be endless. The gunshots like exploding beans never stop. Whenever the gunshots are fired, there will always be blood bursting out of the companions.

The fog fell into the grass and howled until there was no sound.

Whether they are hiding behind a tree or in the bushes where they can only tell themselves that others cannot see them, the contrasting colors of black and gray native cotton bandit uniforms should not be too different from green.

As for the opponent hiding behind the bushes, Turtle Son’s, it’s really hard to see clearly!

This is not a confrontation between two armies at all, this is a complete massacre.

Scarface, who was hiding 200 meters away, felt his heart go cold from the pit of his stomach to his chest.


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