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Chapter 221 The killer

"Warriors, victory is in front of you, keep pushing forward!" The Japanese officer, who was unaware of the changes on the battlefield, waved his command knife and shouted loudly, urging his subordinates to keep pushing forward.

"Don't worry about the machine guns on the position. The artillery and grenade launchers will definitely help us destroy them as soon as possible. Keep charging!"

The densely packed Japs, under the orders of the officers, rushed forward in the face of bullets, hoping to completely trample on the victory they had won.

The heavy machine guns and mortars at the back provided fire cover. As the officers in the offensive force said, the three machine gun bunker firepower points began to counterattack as soon as they emerged.

"Bage Ya Road, the cunning Eighth Route Army actually hid so many light and heavy machine guns!" Qiu Shuizuo, who felt that he had been deceived, cursed without hesitation.

Then the conversation changed and he sneered: "But if we start shooting now, wouldn't it be too late? The combat effectiveness of the Imperial Army is not a vegetarian. Order the artillery squadron to concentrate artillery fire on squads to knock out these firepower points.

The offensive troops continue to charge and destroy the Eighth Route Army on the position!"

"Hey, I'll go make arrangements right away!" the deputy captain raised his legs and rushed towards the artillery position.

A total of twelve mortars were quickly prepared for the bombardment.

"Fire rapidly with five rounds per gun. Fire and knock out the Eighth Route Army's machine gun fire points!" The squadron leader, who had been unable to find the target for the bombardment, directly ordered with a face full of fanaticism.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Soon, a violent explosion reached the squadron leader's ears.

Holding the binoculars, he could clearly see that several of the Eighth Route Army's machine guns firing at Zheng Huan were directly hit by the shells fired by him, and then instantly misfired.

The excited squadron leader immediately ordered: "Yoshi, just fight like this, keep firing!"

The second round of shells quickly flew out of the barrel and hit the Eighth Route Army's firepower point a few hundred meters away.

When the squadron leader held up his binoculars and wanted to continue admiring the results of the bombardment, a surprised exclamation directly reached his ears.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army firepower point that we knocked out just now has fired again!"

"Impossible, the firepower point was obviously directly hit by the shell, and it has been..." Before the squadron leader could finish his retort, he froze in place due to shock, his face dumbfounded.

From the firepower points still shrouded in gunpowder smoke, tongues of flame kept coming out. The whizzing bullets flew towards the attacking troops like rain, reaping the lives of the warriors.

"Baga, how could this happen? It was clearly hit just now!" the squadron leader who didn't understand cursed loudly.

After scolding, he shouted to his subordinates: "Keep firing. I don't believe that the Eighth Route Army's machine gun fire points are covered with tortoise shells, and the shells we fire can't be broken!"

The captain of the heavy machine gun squadron also looked solemn at this time: "How is it possible? How did the Eighth Route Army do it? Why can't our machine guns suppress their firepower!"

After the shock, he immediately reacted: "We all gathered our machine guns to fight back. Two heavy machine guns suppressed one of the opponent's firepower points. I don't believe we can't suppress it. Baga!"

"Click, click, click..." The remaining eight heavy machine guns of the heavy machine gun squadron opened fire quickly.

However, no matter how dense the bullets they fired, the machine guns of the Eighth Route Army a few hundred meters away never stopped firing. Bullets continued to fly towards the battlefield, killing the attacking troops.

Qiushui Zuo, who had been staring at the battlefield, watched helplessly as an infantry squadron under his command was killed in successive attacks, and the fire suppression by the heavy machine gun squadron and artillery squadron had no effect. His face turned red with anger.

Turning red, he cursed loudly.

"Baga, what's going on? What do the artillery and heavy machine gun squadrons do?"

After no matter how hard the shelling came to no effect, the artillery squadron leader immediately ran over: "Captain, the Eighth Route Army's machine guns must be hidden in bunkers. The Eighth Route Army built machine gun bunkers on the position. Our mortars can't do anything to them!"

"Captain, our heavy machine guns can't suppress the opponent's firepower. There is no way at all. The Eighth Route Army's machine guns must be hidden in the bunker!" The heavy machine gun squadron leader also ran over and reported solemnly.

The two subordinates gave the same answer, and the Eighth Route Army's blockade was extremely unusual from the beginning. Qiu Shuizuo immediately realized that he had been fooled again.

Seeing that the attacking troops had no chance of taking over the Eighth Route Army's position, he gave the order decisively.

"Order the attacking troops to retreat immediately!"

"The Eighth Route Army built a machine gun bunker on the position. The firepower is too strong. If we rush forward like this, it will be a massacre!"

"The artillery squadron will fire immediately. If it cannot destroy the opponent's firepower point, it will use gunpowder smoke to block the opponent's machine gunner's sight, cover the attacking troops and retreat, and reduce casualties!"

After a series of orders were issued, Qiu Shuizuo, who failed again, couldn't help but cursed: "Bagh Ya Road, they hid their trump card from the beginning, and then gave us a fatal attack at the critical moment. It is indeed a group of both

A cunning and difficult opponent!"

The deputy captain reminded in a serious tone: "The Eighth Route Army has grasped the timing of the counterattack very well. We will definitely suffer heavy losses in this attack!"

Qiushui Zuo's already serious expression became even more serious at this moment, and he quickly raised his binoculars to stare at the battlefield.

When the troops began to retreat, they first experienced a volley of gunfire, then two rounds of grenade rain, and finally a massacre by seven light and heavy machine guns. More than two hundred imperial troops fell on the battlefield.

On the entire retreat road, at least 100 meters were within the killing range of seven light and heavy machine guns.

Even if the artillery squadron blocks the sight of the machine gunners with gunpowder smoke, as long as the firepower fired by the Eighth Route Army is strong enough, it can kill many imperial troops. By then, the own brigade will have suffered heavy losses.

"The Japs saw that the situation was bad and started to retreat!" Yang Xiong frowned and said as soon as the Japanese army moved.

Then he ordered the instructor beside him: "Tell our machine gunners that the Japs want cannons, and the machine gun bullets should be fired where there are many Japs as much as possible. Their main task is to kill people, use this opportunity to kill more Japs!"

"Da da da!" There are three machine guns in the machine gun bunker in the middle of the position. From the beginning of shooting, the three machine guns have not stopped. There is a pile of bullet casings next to each machine gun. And accompanied by the sound of machine gun fire,

There was a sound, and bullet casings continued to be spit out by the machine gun and fell into the pile of bullet casings.

"There are Japs gathered in the fifth shooting area. At least one team. There must be big fish there. Shoot there!" The machine gun squad leader in charge of the bunker ordered without looking back because he was staring at the battlefield.

Three tongues of flames swept across immediately, and eight or nine Japanese were killed and injured on the spot.

The remaining Japs immediately dispersed and fled for their lives, but no matter how fast they were, they could not move faster than the bullets. The whizzing bullets followed their silhouettes, and they stopped after killing about ten more Japs.

"The eighth shooting area, there are more than thirty Japanese there!" the squad leader then ordered.

It turned out that under the influence of artillery forces delineating bombardment zones before the war to increase the hit rate of artillery shells, the regiment leader Wang Ping had an idea and also delineated a strafing zone for the machine guns in the machine gun bunker.

In this case, the squad leader responsible for observing the enemy's situation only needs to report the strafing area, and the machine gunner can hit the enemy with bullets even with his eyes closed.

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