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Chapter 43 Bloody Battle

Boom boom boom boom ~

Li Feng was right, the three axes of the Japanese were still using the war. The first axes was to organize a wave of troops to conduct tentative attacks. This wave of people was quickly defeated by Li Feng and the others.

At this time, there was no excitement on their faces, and everyone rushed into the two trenches.

Because they prepared very well, the trenches on both sides were very long, and there was no sign of anything wrong from the front.

After they had just withdrawn from the central position, a violent explosion came from behind their butts. Several soldiers were pushed in by huge air waves, and they turned several times on the ground. Finally, their heads hit the trench, their noses and mouths were covered with blood, and they even chewed mud in their mouths.

"Grandma, this Japanese devil can never change the artillery industry. If you have the ability, you can do it on the gun!"

A veteran spit out the soil in his mouth, and casually wiped the blood from his mouth with his clothes and cursed, looking very disdainful of the Japanese.

However, some ordinary militia and guerrillas looked trembling. They had never experienced such positional defense wars. They had been running around with the Japanese in small fights.

Now the violent shelling on the ground is directly afraid of them. It is better for people to be afraid. Only when they are afraid of death can they cherish their lives more. Further, they are cherishing other people's lives.

Most of their troops were veterans. They had just come down from the battlefield. With their leadership, these ordinary militias could kill a Japanese even if they were just a stone.

This is the benefit of more veterans. Rich battlefield experience allows them to remain calm when danger comes and then organize an orderly counterattack.

Ordinary people can't do it at all, and it's easy to scare people with just one shot.

Veterans are generally not afraid of shells, and they are even more afraid of killing weapons like heavy machine guns.

Listening to the shells whizzing past their heads, the position became messy and filled with dust and smoke, as if they were in a thick fog.

It is useless to shout at this time, because no matter how loud your voice is, it is not as loud as an explosion. Many people's ears will experience brief tinnitus at this time, and even if they shout loudly, they may not be able to hear it.

Sign language is better. The communication between veterans is about eyes and hands, so there is no need to make a sound, which tests the tacit understanding of a group of people.

Li Feng poked his head slightly to look at the Japanese outside, listened carefully to the direction of the shells flying over, thinking that he must kill the Japanese artillery soldiers, otherwise he would not be able to live the next life.

Just imagine, there is always an uncertain factor lingers around you during wars, and it may explode from time to time. This kind of problem must be solved as soon as possible.

The shelling will not go on for too long, and at this time, Li Feng also saw the crowded figures of the Japanese in the distance, and they had already started attacking...

The shells still did not stop, but at this time, everyone must enter the position, otherwise it would be too late to wait for the Japanese to come up and enter.

This is how it is to fight. It is too difficult to not die alone. You can only minimize casualties as much as possible.

The veterans bent their waists in a tacit understanding, and moved in the trench in an orderly manner with guns in one hand.

Boom ~

A shell came over and directly bombed a veteran and his body was torn apart on the spot, but even so, everyone did not stop.

Because all the veterans knew that instead of being sad at this time, it would be better to kill a few more Japanese. The veteran was hit by a shell head-on and was no longer saved. Let's clean up the body when the battle is interrupted.

Don’t think that veterans are all ruthless people. It is because they can temporarily abandon their emotions to maintain a calm state to welcome the next fierce battle.

The Japanese were far more cruel than Xiao Wen and the others imagined, and the gunshots were not as beautiful as those in TV series, because the gunshots were dull and loud. People who think that guns were particularly handsome were either masters or had never shot guns.

Touch ~

The battle between the two sides was not necessary at all. The Japanese fired fire as soon as they pulled Li Feng closer and threw away the 38th cover in their hand. At this time, it was better to have it with Hanyang.

This distance is small, and as long as you get shot by Hanyang, your combat effectiveness will be null and you will probably be useless.

On the battlefield, there is no need to directly kill the Japanese. In a moment, as long as the Japanese lose their combat effectiveness, it will be considered as a Japanese being solved.

The Hanyang Magazine in Li Feng's hand looks almost brand new, and the ballistics of this kind of gun will be accurate. It will not be as smooth as those old guns, and the rifle will be smoothed out. Whether the bullets can hit the Japanese when they fly out depends on the blessing of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Touch ~

Li Feng went out and hit the Japanese in the stomach directly. A big hole appeared in the stomach on the spot. When the intestines flipped, the Japanese fell down and covered his stomach and moved back. If the treatment was timely, he might be able to save his life, but he might not be able to continue fighting.

Uncle Song likes to hit Japanese men's heads. I wonder if it was a small stove that his superiors specially made for him, and he was holding an 80% new Hanyang game. His shooting skills were accurate.

Many Japanese men's necks were wiped out by his bullets, and some Japanese men's bodies were rushing forward, but their heads were missing.

But don’t think that only the Japanese have suffered such casualties, as Li Feng and the others have also suffered considerable casualties.

The Japanese's marksmanship is simply fed with pure bullets. The Japanese in the TV series used aiming before shooting, because when a person's marksmanship reaches a certain level of progress, he can shoot by lifting the gun, and the aiming time is almost negligible.

Even under such a short aiming situation, it is still possible to bounce and bite the flesh. In this case, the casualties of the Eighth Route Army can be imagined.

You should know that not everyone is as accurate as Li Feng and others. Most people have fired no more than 100 bullets, so how can they practice magic gun skills?

When twenty or thirty Japanese approached their positions, Li Feng shouted to Jiang Xiong:

"The No. 1 machine gun sounded for me!"

"Good!"

This guy, Han Xiong, is really stupid. When he heard Li Feng call him, he pulled off the militia leaning against the trenches, set up a crooked hand and shot wildly at the Japanese.

The Japanese devil's crooked machine gun has high accuracy and is universal ammunition with rifles. Although the stability is not good, the bullets fired in this case are still OK.

It is wrong to use a machine gun for three people, and the machine gun in the TV series will not burn red even if the barrel is red.

Because the machine gun will not keep firing, there will be three consecutive shots and dot shots. If it keeps sounding, even if Li Feng is rich, he will not be able to support such a style of playing.

Da da da da da!

The Japanese had heavy machine guns to suppress the formation, and bullets were missing frantically. They cut out one hole after another on the sandbag, and the mud and sand were poured into people's eyes, so they aimed with the other eye. At this time, no one had time to wipe off the mud and sand.

As for the dirt on the face, let alone, it is not fatal. If there is a layer of dirt, there will be another layer.

This charge was over after all, and there were huge casualties on both sides. Seeing the Japanese dragging their bodies back, Li Feng took off his hat and leaned on the trench and gasped...

"Check weapons and ammunition, carry the wounded down, and the rest rest on the spot!"
Chapter completed!
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