Wang Jiageng pulled the trigger of the Browning heavy machine gun away with a gentle pull, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun at the shirtless Japanese officer who pounced forward.
It can be seen that this must be a high official!
Unfortunately, the distance is too far, and it is impossible to hit even if you shoot at this time.
At this time, the guard squad leader Yi Feng came over and said: "Company commander, you can go and have a rest. Our guard squad has more than 40 people, but there are only six machine gun positions in total. Where can you get your turn to operate the machine gun?"
"Don't do this." Wang Jiageng said without looking back, "Regiment commanders and battalion commanders can take the lead, but I, a small company commander, have to be a hands-off shopkeeper. Do you think it's appropriate?" After a pause, he continued.
, "Our Communist Party troops do not advocate the tactics of the Kuomintang officials, so this heavy machine gun belongs to me."
Unknowingly, veterans like Wang Jiageng who came from the National Army have already considered themselves as members of the Communist Party in their self-perception. I really wonder how Chairman Chiang will feel after knowing this matter?
You know, these veterans he abandoned in Shanghai are all elites of the national army!
"Okay, it's yours." Yi Feng shook his head and said, "Who made you the company commander?"
While the two were talking, the little devil had already approached within a thousand meters.
After entering within one thousand meters, the little devils no longer walked forward in a daze as before. Instead, they bent down one by one to reduce the area to be bombed as much as possible. At the same time, the distance between individual soldiers began to gradually increase.
Wang Jiageng turned the machine gun and found that there was only one Japanese within the shooting range.
It is almost impossible for two Japs to appear in the shooting world at the same time.
"Fuck!" Wang Jiageng cursed, "These little devils are really monkey spirits."
Yi Feng whispered: "Company commander, the little Jaap has entered the shooting range, why don't you open fire?"
"Don't worry, wait until the little devil gets closer." Wang Jiageng shook his head and released the button of the heavy machine gun.
Yi Feng kept observing the distance of the Jaap through the range-finding artillery scope. After a moment, he shouted again: "Company Commander, the Jaap has already entered a distance of 800 meters!"
"I know." Wang Jiageng said in a deep voice, "Wait a moment."
After a while, Yi Feng shouted again: "Five hundred meters!"
But Wang Jiageng was still unmoved. Sun Tzu said in The Art of War that soldiers are cunning. When fighting, they should use virtual reality and real reality. The last time they opened fire at a distance of one thousand meters, it does not mean that this time, they will still be at the same place.
The fire was fired at a distance of a thousand meters, and it was so close and far away that it tortured the little devil to the point of ecstasy.
After a while, Yi Feng shouted again: "Three hundred meters!"
The other machine gunners behind the shooting holes were unmoved. Just when they thought that this time, Wang Jiageng would bring the little Japs closer to 100 meters or even 50 meters before firing, Wang Jiageng suddenly shouted: "Give it to me."
beat!"
While shouting "Hit me", Wang Jiageng also pressed the machine gun button hard.
"Da da da!" The Browning heavy machine gun in Wang Jiageng's hand immediately made a dull sound. Almost instantly, a ballistic trajectory visible to the naked eye was shot towards the Japs in the field of vision. The Japs were very cunning and rushed forward.
The route chosen was not a straight line, but a zigzag route, but it was of no use.
In this unprotected open area, once locked by a heavy machine gun, Langya will definitely die.
In the field of vision, the trajectory visible to the naked eye passed straight through the Japs' chest. The Japs who were charging forward immediately spun around and fell to the ground! You didn't need to look closely at Wang Jiageng to know that the Japs were bound to die.
No doubt, because his chest had been completely beaten into a sieve of blood.
At this time, the other heavy machine guns in the bunker also opened fire at the same time.
After knocking down one Japs, Wang Jiageng immediately turned his gun and chased the second Japs. Soon, the second Japs entered his shooting range. Little Japs, you are dead! Wang Jiageng is so ferocious.
With a smile, he pressed the launch button tightly and fired a long burst, and a dense rain of bullets rushed towards the Japanese in an instant.
The little devil had tried his best to evade the tactics, but it was useless. Facing the ferocious heavy machine gun, even the special forces of the Oluhara Brigade had no luck, let alone an ordinary Japanese? In an instant, the little devil's head was shattered.
It was hit by a heavy machine gun bullet and then shattered like a watermelon.
Seeing the Japanese's head shattered into pieces, a cruel smile appeared on Wang Jiageng's lips.
These dog-like little Japanese are not humans at all, they are all beasts, so there is no need to pity them!
"Hahaha, it's so good, it's so damn good!" Wang Jiageng laughed twice and turned his gun again to chase the third charging Japanese. Soon, the third Japanese was also swept away.
Even worse than the previous two, a dense rain of bullets swept across his waist, turning his waist into a bloody mess in an instant.
The little devil screamed and fell in a pool of blood, but he still didn't die and crawled forward desperately with his hands on the ground.
At this time, an extremely terrifying scene appeared. The little devil's legs were stuck in a crater, unable to move, but his hands were supporting the ground and he was still crawling forward desperately. Then, his whole body was suddenly broken from the waist to
There were two pieces, because the waist had already been cut into pieces by heavy machine gun bullets, so it couldn't withstand the pulling force and was cut off directly.
The kinetic energy and tearing force carried by the heavy machine gun bullets are really not something that flesh and blood can withstand. In fact, this is only a 7.92mm caliber heavy machine gun. If it is a 12.7mm caliber heavy machine gun, it will be even more exaggerated. It is used by 12.7
If a mm-caliber heavy machine gun bullet hits any part of the body, it will disappear without a trace in an instant.
The little devil's body was broken into two parts, and his intestines and internal organs immediately spilled out of his abdominal cavity.
Seeing this extremely cruel and bloody scene, Wang Jiageng felt an unprecedented pleasure!
Then came the fourth, fifth, and sixth. Just as Wang Jiageng was getting excited, the gun suddenly made a clicking sound. Damn it, there was no bullet at the critical moment!
"Ammo hand!" Wang Jiageng immediately shouted, "Give me an ammo hand!"
A veteran immediately rushed over, picked up a bullet chain from the ammunition box and quickly inserted it into the slot of the gun. Wang Jiageng pressed the button again, and while firing, he looked back and saw that it was the guard squad leader Yi Feng.
After shooting more than thirty Japanese soldiers in a row, the heavy machine gun in Wang Jiageng's hand clicked again.
This time it was not an empty magazine, because the bullet chain that had just been replaced was jammed this time. Wang Jiageng reached out and touched the barrel of the gun, and immediately screamed, "Fuck, it's so hot! The barrel has been overheated!"
At that moment, Wang Jiageng turned around and shouted: "Gun barrel, find me a gun barrel!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Feng strode over with a gun barrel in his arms. He first helped Wang Jiageng remove the overheated barrel, then installed a new barrel, then pulled the trigger, and was about to fire again.
However, he found that there was no longer a single standing Japanese soldier in the shooting circle, and all the Japanese soldiers had fallen into a pool of blood.
Wang Jiageng felt a little confused. Are all the Japanese dead?
The Japanese who just launched the attack were said to number more than five hundred, and were they all killed?
But think about it, this is normal. A dozen bunkers with seventy or eighty machine guns, how dense the firepower network must be? Let alone more than five hundred, if the little devils come with more than five thousand, I'm afraid it will be too
You can't even get within 20 meters of the bunker, let alone use explosive packs to blast it!
At this time, Wang Jiageng finally let go of the handle of the heavy machine gun he was holding tightly, looked around and shouted: "Count the ammunition, bandage the injured quickly, and prepare for another attack by the Japs!" After saying that, Wang Jiageng walked to the back of the bunker.
, and asked the health worker from the security team to treat the wound on his right hand.
Just now, his right hand was burned by the gun barrel. If left untreated, it will soon become infected and then fester. At that time, the best result can only be amputation, so losing his life is also a high probability event. First,
In the Battle of Cisonghu, at least more than 30% of the wounded died because of such trivial burns!
(Dividing line)
While Wang Jiageng was treating the wound, Sanjo Kyosuke was lying motionless in the middle of the pile of dead people.
This little devil is really lucky. When he charged to death just now, he was actually at the front. But at the moment when Wang Jiageng ordered to fire, this little devil suddenly tripped and fell down hard.
On the ground, and then, a barrage like a storm poured out from the bunkers of Wusong Fortress.
Although the Japanese skirmishers were widely spread out, under the dense and brutal machine gun fire of the defenders, they still fell down one by one and fell into a pool of blood. Seeing this scene, Sanjo Kyosuke no longer had the courage to leave.
When he got up from the ground, he thought he was brave, but when he faced death, he realized that he was still timid!
Yes, Sanjo Kyosuke became timid, especially when he saw with his own eyes that a soldier was shot in two from the waist by the defender's heavy machine gun, and his intestines and internal organs were spilled all over the floor. He was even more frightened. He was afraid.
This kind of death, because this way of death seems too painful, too painful!
Sanjo Kyousuke pretended to be a corpse, lying on the ground and not daring to move.
However, his eyes and nose were still working faithfully. Through his slightly opened eyes, Sanjo Kyosuke could clearly see that the entire battlefield was filled with corpses of officers and soldiers of the First Guards Infantry Brigade.
This scene made him think of a word: corpses everywhere! This was really corpses everywhere!
Sanjo Kyosuke did not participate in the Russo-Japanese War, but he studied the Battle of Port Arthur Fortress from textbooks.
At that time, in class, Sanjo Kyosuke had no idea about the huge casualties of the Japanese army, but now, he has an extremely deep understanding of such huge casualties!
PS: Sorry, the third chapter is late, but I finally got it out, and I continue to ask for monthly votes.
