"Damn it, Lao Qiu, you are a bitch and shoot me! If you don't shoot me, I will kill you." Scarface yelled viciously at the heavy machine gunner not far away.
Forced by Scarface's power, the bandit machine gunner who had been hiding in a small pit trembled and rushed to the heavy machine gun, pulled the safety, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger again.
"Are you still dead?" Liu Dazhu's face sank. "Send a signal to the artillery squad and ask them to blow up that heavy machine gun for me."
"Company commander, do you want that heavy machine gun? That's a good thing. If it is captured and kept in our company, it can provide more firepower." A veteran next to Liu Dazhu was stunned and said.
"Come on, our independent regiment will have a lot of machine guns in the future. As for that old-fashioned piece of junk, I don't even want to give it to you. Hurry up and pass my order and let the artillery squad destroy it. The lives of my brothers are more valuable than anything else."
Liu Dazhu replied disdainfully.
Under the renewed firepower of the bandits' heavy machine guns, the gunfire from the bandits' frontal position became weaker. The suppressed bandits, who could not raise their heads, became energetic, as if they had received a shot in the arm. Many desperadoes loudly greeted the surroundings.
The companions who had hidden themselves tightly got up and continued the attack.
They are not stupid either. They know that they cannot escape from their current position, and the soldiers surrounding them are ruthless and have no intention of holding back. If they want to survive, the only way to survive is to break through the frontal defense line.
And now is the only chance. God knows when the heavy machine gun will misfire again.
Seeing the bandits' heavy machine guns starting to wreak havoc again, the bandits who were suppressed and unable to fight back began to make moves. The recruit machine gunner who had been ordered to stop shooting became a little anxious. Looking at the veteran who was leaning leisurely on the edge of the fortification and smoking, he said:
"Monitor..."
"Why are you so anxious? Do you think bullets are really free? You have finished your performance just now. Now it's time to watch those bastards in the artillery company. They may have been anxious for a long time. Listen..." Veteran Tan Youyouran
He puffed out a puff of smoke and pointed to the sky.
The words have not yet fallen.
"Whoosh... bang..." Less than ten meters away from the bandit's heavy machine gun position, a burst of fire erupted.
My uncle, you actually have a cannon. Scarface was dumbfounded, and the last bit of luck was completely buried in his buttocks.
A skilled mortar operator can fire the mortar at a speed of 2 seconds per round. After the first shell test is completed, the artillery squad shooter who quickly adjusted the angle fired the second shell only ten seconds apart from the previous one.
Seconds, and his luck was unexpectedly good. The heavy machine gunner, who was still thinking about whether he should abandon his gun and run away, and the 30-section heavy machine gun were shot by a Shanghai-style imitation British Stokes 82mm mortar weighing 3.2 kilograms.
Tear into pieces.
As the violent explosion of the artillery shells sounded, the bandits who were ready to attack collapsed. The huge difference in equipment made no one of them think they could break through the enemy who seemed to be so close that they could touch it in a dozen breaths.
They were in the military position. A heavy machine gun was enough to kill them all on the way to the charge, not to mention a cannon?
None of the collapsed bandits could move forward anymore. They threw away their guns and fled in all directions, just to run more lightly, or in the hope of running ahead of their companions.
How could the cannon be so powerful? The recruits were dumbfounded as they looked at the bandits fleeing in all directions, and they forgot to shoot for a moment.
"Idiots, what are you doing? Shoot, keep shooting, beat them until they kneel down and surrender." The veterans sprayed spitfire and angrily scolded the recruits who were stunned by the new situation on the battlefield.
Victory is not far away, but the trapped beasts are still fighting. As long as the opponent does not surrender, we cannot take it lightly. Many soldiers died just before victory because they were not cautious enough. Veterans who have experienced many battlefields know this very well.
Scarface, who had been hiding behind the stone and commanding, finally became completely desperate. Taking advantage of the opportunity of many bandits who were lucky enough to avoid the bullets of the recruits to pass by, he made a tiger pounce, rolled several times in a row, stood up, and prepared to join forces.
Run away among the rioters.
Very agile evasive movements. If Liu Lang were here, I would give him a thumbs up. This old gangster definitely has the potential to become an excellent soldier.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was a persistent recruit on the opposite side who had been staring at him.
Niu Er shot several times in succession, but the cunning Scarface used rocks as a cover to dodge. However, this did not make Niu Er, who became more and more confident, give up. From the moment the bandits collapsed, Niu Er turned all his attention to
He focused his efforts on the big rock where the bandit leader was hiding.
His persistence finally paid off, and it wasn't long before the bandit leader, who had always been hiding, finally couldn't bear it any longer.
Scarface is also very satisfied with his actions. As long as he gets rid of the damn gunman who was staring at him, his chance of escape will be much greater. He has just looked at the terrain several times, and he will not be stupid.
They were running along the path of those idiots. The third master's analysis was right. There must be more guns waiting for them behind. There is a ravine less than fifty meters away from here. As long as you escape into it,
A ravine and dense bushes will be his best protection for escaping.
Scarface's dream ends here.
The moment he stood up and prepared to use the other bandits' chaotic flight as a cover to escape to the escape door, his body suddenly shook. He looked down at the blood splattering on his chest, and his mind was at a loss.
The last thought that came to mind was: Did I offend you, son of a bitch? Are you staring at me all the time? Then everything calmed down.
The result of a punctured heart is that he dies quickly without much pain.
Niu Er fired the most magical shot since he first entered the battlefield. He killed the enemy with one shot from 200 meters away. It was an absolute ten-ring shot.
Niu Er watched the bandit leader fall to the ground and waved his arms excitedly. He imitated the veteran squad leader and carved a fourth horizontal line with military spurs on the wooden butt of his newly issued Hanyang-made rifle. He didn't know that he
What he killed were the two largest bandit leaders of the four hundred bandits. He didn't know that if he hadn't killed Huang Qingjiang with the first shot, the four hundred bandits would not have been defeated so quickly. The Japanese army had lost its commander.
Everyone will briefly enter chaos, let alone this group of bandits who have no discipline at all.
The two big bandits, whose names were listed in Liu Lang's intelligence book and were listed as must-kill, thus became the prey of a new recruit of the Independent Regiment. They simply became two inconspicuous sticks on the wooden gun butts.
Horizontal line.
Luochangping is said to be ten miles away from Heilong Mountain, but in fact the straight-line distance is only three or four miles. The fierce sound of gunfire had already alarmed Huang Qingyuan, who was still waiting for reinforcements from his two brothers on Heilong Mountain.
"Where's the gunshot coming from?" Huang Qingyuan, who had been pacing back and forth in the hall anxiously, asked sharply with muscles on his face trembling.
"It seems to be in the direction of the lawn." The look on Yu Wenlong's face changed.
"That's where the third child will pass when he comes." Huang Qingyuan's eyes flashed with a stern look.
"No, Third Master is in danger!"
Yu Wenlong and Huang Qingyuan, who were exclaiming, looked at each other, and the blood drained from their faces.