"Squad leader, why was there so little ammunition at that time? We only have this much ammunition now.”Goudan asked in confusion.
In his understanding, shouldn't soldiers have a lot of bullets?
You see, the Japanese are carrying hundreds of rounds of ammunition. We should be about the same.
"It's all because our General is so generous. Now, Nanjing's arsenal is in our hands. We have as many bullets, cannonballs, and grenades as we want. We can continue to make them after we use them up. Anyway, if it's the higher-ups, they will use bullets on the battlefield to train you recruits into qualified soldiers as soon as possible at all costs.”the class monitor explained.
"Speaking of our Generals, many people don't know who killed the 16th Regiment's Major General.”When the class monitor mentioned Zhou Weiguo, he couldn't help but feel proud.
"Now, the devils are offering a reward of 100,000 yuan for our commander's head.”The class monitor said proudly.
"Ah, isn't that general very dangerous?”Goudan said worriedly.
"What's there to be afraid of? Our General is very resourceful. He graduated from the German Military Academy and his marksmanship can be said to be exquisite.”The class monitor slapped him and scolded.
In the hearts of many soldiers, their admiration for Zhou Weiguo had reached a height that no one could replace. As long as Zhou Weiguo said the word, even if they had to die, they would lead the charge without hesitation and without fear.
"The devils are coming up. Prepare to fight.”Just as the squad leader was about to continue bragging about his glorious history, the company commander in the distance roared loudly.
"The Japanese are coming up. Take your positions. Don't be afraid. As long as the machine gun fires, fire from behind. Don't be afraid of wasting bullets. If the Japanese approach, use grenades. Remember, don't stick your heads out. The Japanese are very accurate.”The squad leader reminded him again and pulled the bolt at the same time.
The ten recruits unfamiliarly pulled the bolts and loaded the bullets. They put on their helmets and shrunk their heads to aim into the distance.
Goudan's father was a farmer, and when he had nothing to do, he would use the handgun he made to hunt to supplement his family's income.
So, he also touched the gun behind him, but he was still a little rusty when it came to standard rifles.
He stuck his head out slightly and could see that the Japanese soldiers were rushing toward their camp from a distance of about a hundred meters away.
Goudan couldn't help but gulp. He looked at the class monitor nervously, only to see that the class monitor was focused on the approaching Japanese.
He immediately felt much more at ease and began to try to aim at the enemy. Time passed like that.
Just as all the soldiers were getting impatient, dozens of light and heavy machine guns opened fire at the same time.
Countless tongues of fire swept towards the direction of the Japanese.
Zhou Weiguo placed great importance on the firepower configuration. A company was equipped with four Browning heavy machine guns, and each squad was equipped with two Browning Bar1918 light machine guns. This ratio was incomparable even to the Japanese permanent division.
Dozens of heavy and light machine guns opened fire at the same time, and countless tongues of fire instantly erupted. The dense bullets rained down on the Japanese.
The 3rd division's Guizi were indeed the most elite permanent division. Their individual quality was very strong. They did not panic at all. Instead, they continued to charge in a scattered line, reducing the casualties.
The mortars and grenade launchers behind them kept looking for a favorable formation and began to suppress the machine gun fire.
At the same time, the Type 92 heavy machine gun and the crooked handle were also activated to provide fire support to their attacking forces.
As the distance between them closed, the rifles of both sides began to exchange fire. For a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with dense bullets.
The Japanese had to be shot and pulled, so they couldn't raise their heads at all.
However, as elites, they quickly recognized that most of the Chinese soldiers were new recruits.
Due to nervousness, many recruits used up all their bullets at once and began to load nervously, which would cause a pause in the firepower. It was precisely based on this pause that they could tell that most of the opponents were recruits.
In addition, the bullets were basically flying towards their heads. Normal veterans would aim at the feet of the soldiers. Then, due to the recoil, the bullets would float upwards, so that they could hit accurately.
Although the Japanese's firepower was not as good as the Chinese, their accuracy was very high. Basically, they could hit at least one or two enemies with ten shots.
On the other hand, since most of the soldiers in the Third Regiment were recruits, the bullets basically missed.
Eggface was even more nervous and scared. He had run out of bullets, but he still roared and pulled the trigger.
"Goudan, are you f * cking stupid? You're out of bullets, why aren't you reloading?”The class monitor realized that something was wrong and turned around to curse angrily.
"Oh!" Goudan's face turned red, and he reached for his magazine. Because of his nervousness, his hands trembled as he loaded the bullets.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and squat down to load the bullets. You're really a recruit.”The class monitor couldn't help but scold.
Goudan quickly squatted down, but he still couldn't help but reloading the gun with his trembling hands.
After a few minutes, he finally loaded the bullet into the barrel.
He took a deep breath, stood up, and fired a shot at the Japanese in the distance.
"Puff!" A Japanese soldier had just stood up and was about to cross paths when he was shot down by a bullet.
"Ah! Squad leader, I shot a devil." Goudan was stunned at first, but then he shouted in ecstasy.
Take a break, there's still one more, later! I would like to ask for a final wave of support. Thank you, big shots, thank you for your support! I'm also grateful for your scolding. Take it as a spur for me to grow!
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