"What's that smell? It smells so good!"
Outside the trenches, the soldiers at the front were drooling.
"Son of a b * tch, the Japanese have a good life and meat to eat.”
"Motherf * cker, I'm so hungry!"
Everyone in the group whispered. Fan Biao sneered,
"Brothers, do you want to eat meat?"
"Nonsense!"
"That one doesn't want to, that's a bastard!”
"F * ck, Chief, what's wrong? If we don't fight, the meat will be eaten by the Japanese.”
The eyes of the soldiers beside Fan Biao shone brightly.
Over the past few days at Shou Hui Mountain, they had already finished their luncheon meat. They had been eating dry rations every day. Now that they smelled the fishy smell of meat, everyone could not help it.
"Old Dragon!" Fan Biao whispered to Long Xuan, who was standing on the high ground.
"Leave the heavy machine gunners to me.”Long Xuan looked at him and replied softly.
"Alright, brothers, get ready!"
Fan Biao nodded. Everyone cocked their guns and loaded their bullets.
"Fight!"
With a roar, the entire group opened fire.
In just an instant, countless bullets whizzed past, directly knocking down the Guizi, turning him into honeycomb briquettes.
"Hasimi, Hasimi fell to death (Enemy, enemy!）”
As soon as the gunshots rang out, the Japanese soldiers reacted and picked up their Type 38 weapons. Three of them formed a combat team and began to fight back.
"Pa…Pa... Pa!"
The 38th Cover rang out, and two of their comrades were hit by bullets and died on the spot.
"Hide!" Fan Biao immediately shouted. After fighting with the devil so many times, he knew how accurate the devil's marksmanship was.
"Wang Wu…Wang Wu…Are you f * cking ready?”
Fan Biao shouted at Wang Wu, who was still fiddling with his heavy machine gun.
Because of the restoration of the first team, Wang Wu was reorganized into the first team.
"Immediately…Immediately!"
Just as they were talking, the Japanese grenade launcher sounded.
The tripod that had just been set up was directly blown off by the artillery shell, and the assistant shooter was injured in the abdomen by the bomb.
"Regiment commander, the tripod was f * cking blown up, and the machine gun can't be set up!”Wang Wu shouted.
"Quickly think of a way!"
At this time, the Japanese had already recovered their firepower. The heavy and light machine guns formed a net of fire, suppressing Fan Biao and the other vanguard soldiers.
He could only raise the Type 98 above his head and shoot blindly. He did not even dare to aim.
"I'll do it!"
The second-in-command used a piece of cloth to bind his wound. He used both hands to carry Mark Xin's gun barrel as a stand and lifted Mark Xin up. At the same time, half of his body was exposed. Then, he used his middle arm to stare at his waist and fixed himself into a human frame.
"Da da da"
The Spitfire changed the ammunition chain, and Mark's heart finally spewed fire at this moment.
Compared to the Japanese's Pheasant's Necklace (Type 92 Heavy Machine Gun), Mark Xin's firepower could be said to be a strong suppression.
"Martial platform! (Shooting)"
The Japanese officer looked at Ma Ke Xin who suddenly opened fire and shouted crazily.
"Knock down the person who was holding the gun!"
"Pa…Pa... Pa..."
"Pfft... Puchi..."
With the sound of the 38, bullets whistled past the assistant shooter. Finally, several bullets penetrated his body, and white smoke rose from his clothes.
In addition, Mark's powerful recoil had landed on the assistant archer's body. The continuous shots had already caused blood to flow out of his mouth and nose.
"Wow…"
He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered organs.
"Old Yang!"
Wang Wu said.
Hearing this, the assistant archer revealed a relieved smile and shouted,"
"Son of a b * tch, I'm going home!”
"Ah!"
He used the last bit of strength to lift Ma Ke Xin up before lowering his head.
"F * ck your grandmother, come on!!!”
Wang Wu shouted in a heart-wrenching manner as he pulled the trigger tightly. It was as if every bullet had turned into the flames of his revenge at this moment. They drifted across the battlefield and shot into the bodies of the Japanese.
Mark's heart was swinging back and forth frantically. Because of the middle official's fixed position, no matter how his body swayed, he still clamped the machine gun.
The gunner at the side held back his tears as he delivered the ammunition chain to Ma Ke Xin.
The Japanese commander drew his sword and roared at the heavy machine gun,
"Martial platform! (Shooting)"
"Da da da…"
"Puchi puchi puchi…"
Wang Wu controlled Mark's heart to aim at the Japanese commander and pulled the trigger tightly. In an instant, the Japanese commander in front of the camp was shot into a sieve.
The moment the commander of the Japanese army died, more than half of the Japanese soldiers panicked.
"Don't panic!" A major officer hurriedly stood up and said,"
"Still..."
Before he could finish, Long Xuan killed him with a single shot.
"Bang... Bang..."
After a few more shots, all the Japanese officers with military ranks became souls under Long Xuan's gun.
"Sniper!"
The ghost shouted. Seeing that the situation had turned for the worse, many of them started to run.
Fan Biao's vanguard also took the opportunity to occupy the enemy's position.
An hour later, the first group successfully completed the task assigned by Qin Feng and advanced 800 meters.
Old Li followed the previous plan and led the explosives and demolition team to bury the booby traps in front of the camp.
At the same time, the engineers followed Qin Feng's instructions and set up a mine field around the defense line.
Fan Biao and the others came to the front of the heavy machine gun and wanted to lift Li Fugui off the machine gun.
Only to find that his hands and feet were already stiff
(I don't understand why people can still be on good terms with the Wei Nation when the war was so tragic. The bad habits of the Dahe people can be seen from the Tang Dynasty and Ming Dynasty. How can we be on good terms with such people?) Are we really a race that easily forgets pain?）
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