Zhao Ziqiang held his breath.
In his field of vision, the Japanese's head, which was wearing a steel helmet, kept shaking.
Three points and one line was the most basic.
The further the distance, the more factors to consider when shooting.
Wind speed, gravity, prediction lead, calculation of shooting deviation...
However, he was not a sniper, so it was not difficult for him to hit the head of a Japanese.
"Bang!"
As soon as the gunshot rang out, Zhao Ziqiang immediately pulled the bolt and loaded it again.
The entire process was as smooth as flowing water.
At the same time, a Japanese who was running suddenly fell to the ground!
He used his last bit of consciousness to raise his head, only to see a patch of blood before his eyes…
Just as he realized that his steel helmet had been pierced through, his body twitched violently and he instantly stopped breathing.
As soon as Zhao Ziqiang opened fire, the Sichuan Army, which had been waiting in the trenches for a long time, finally got up!
Outside the trenches, rows and rows of guns suddenly appeared!
Zhao Ziqiang had previously given the order to use his own gunshot as a signal.
Once the gun was fired, it meant the start of the war!
"Da da…"
The unique roar of the Ukrainian light machine gun rang out first!
This machine gun was originally brought by Long Wenzhang, but it had now been assigned to the Lost Dragon.
Labyrinth was a typical Northeastern man. He had a good physique and was a natural machine gunner.
However, his aim was really bad. After a round of shooting, he emptied his entire magazine before killing a Japanese.
Zhao Ziqiang frowned. Machine guns were not used that way.
After this battle, he would definitely teach the Lost Dragon how to use a machine gun.
"Do you want to die? Stay low!"
"Who told you to stick together? Hurry up and spread out, or else the Japanese will smash you with a hand cannon and you will all go to hell!”
"Why are you trembling? It's useless to be afraid. Bullets can still hit you!”
Meng Fanle and Yaoma shuttled back and forth between the trenches.
As there were many inexperienced people in the team, Zhao Ziqiang specially arranged for them to teach these people combat skills.
Meng Fan and the others were veterans who had escaped death more than once. They had ways to save their lives one after another.
Letting them teach these inexperienced recruits was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Regiment Commander, the machine gun is fixed!"
An excited voice came from a hidden machine gun fortification.
Cui Yong had a big beard and also used a machine gun.
But unlike the Enchanted Dragon, he was a heavy machine gunner.
This guy was quite proficient in machine guns. The Type 92 heavy machine gun that the Japanese had seized previously had a slight malfunction.
In the end, he managed to fix it after a few tinkering.
Zhao Ziqiang turned around and looked at the excited Cui Yong. He said angrily,"
"Then what are you waiting for? Did you think that it was an old lady who was hoping to give birth to children for you? Open fire!"
"Alright!"
The assistant shooter beside Cui Yong immediately installed the double-row magazine and loaded the bolt.
Cui Yong roared and pulled the trigger!
"Da da…"
The heavy machine gun bullets rained down on the Japanese who were attacking!
The Japanese were like wheat fields that had been blown by a strong wind, falling down in rows.
Humans were always so fragile in front of heavy weapons.
Zhao Ziqiang looked at the scene in front of him and felt extremely happy.
They would use the Japanese's own machine guns and the bullets that dropped from killing the Japanese, then return them to the Japanese.
This was truly a good deal!
Cui Yong used up a clip in less than a minute.
It had to be said that this guy was really an old machine gunner.
When shooting, they would specifically shoot at crowded places. With a pull of the trigger, a large number of people would fall!
In places where there were few people, he would use short bursts or three bursts. He would never waste a single bullet!
"Regiment commander, this Japanese's machine gun is really not good!”
"Why don't I use Maxim, the water-cooled type? It's so cool to kill!”
Cui Yong said to Zhao Ziqiang as he killed the Japanese with his heavy machine gun.
"Don't worry. When we return to Chanda, I guarantee that you'll need Maxim!”
Zhao Ziqiang was very satisfied with Cui Yong's performance.
With the addition of the heavy machine guns, the Japanese's offensive was immediately stretched.
When they were 50 meters away from their position, more than half of the Japanese had already been killed.
Finally, when the commander saw that the casualties were too great, he had no choice but to give the order to retreat!
The smoke on the battlefield finally dispersed. The Japanese left dozens of corpses behind and retreated from the battlefield in a sorry state.
In the distance, the commander of the alliance army was watching this scene through binoculars.
He shook his head in shock.
"Damn it, where did this army come from? They actually have such strong combat strength.”
"When did the expeditionary army have such a team? This isn't the expeditionary army we know!”
"Although their behavior is not gentlemanly, their combat ability is very admirable. This is already the third attack they have repelled…Have their identities not been verified yet?”
The white officer put down his binoculars and looked behind him with dissatisfaction.
A transmitter behind him finally stood up and handed over a document with a troubled expression.
"We have already confirmed their identities with our allies on the east coast, but they said that the Chuan Legion has already returned to the country.”
" As for this Regiment Commander named Zhao Ziqiang, we can find his information. One of the officers replied that he might be able to prove Zhao Ziqiang's identity, but it depends on Zhao Ziqiang's decision..."
The white officer took the document and fell into deep thought…
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