Doudou, tiddou... The machine guns of both sides roared one after another. Ma Qian'an and Fukuma Kazuo's machine guns were both very accurate, and instantly knocked down the 5 or 6 Japanese soldiers rushing in front, forcing the Japanese soldiers who had just stood up to attack to lie down again and hide behind the bunker. The Japanese machine guns were also good, and the bullets always snorted around the two machine guns of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, forcing Ma Qian'an to keep cease-fire and hide or change positions.

Both sides were in a valley, and neither of them had the advantage of the territory. They shot at each other more than 20 meters away. Because the submachine guns of the Anti-Japanese United Army were melee weapons, they lost their accuracy after 20 meters, so they did not fire. Although the opponent's 38 guns were fired and pulled the bolt, the bullet density was insufficient, but they did not cease fire. The Anti-Japanese United Army's lack of long-range weapons were at a disadvantage.

Ma Qian'an thought for a while, commanded his subordinates to disperse into the mountains and forests on both sides, and used the cover of trees to surround the Japanese, while he stayed there to block the Japanese. Toyota's devil was not stupid, and also directed some of his subordinates to scatter into the mountains and forests and force Ma Qian'an.

Taking advantage of the gap, Ma Qian'an reached out and snored the snow-mozi that was blasted by a grenade launcher and jumped onto his face, and visually measured the distance with the Japanese machine gun.

Toyota Junsuke was blocked last time, and he watched his grenade launcher hand half kneeling on the ground and shot, and he was knocked over. This time he learned his lesson and did not arrange his grenade launcher in an unobstructed place. Instead, he arranged all three grenade launchers behind a raised hill in the valley. This bulge could just block the body of the grenade launcher and not be hit by the fire of the machine gun from the opposite Anti-Japanese United Army. He hid behind a big tree, leaning against the trunk, commanding the machine gun and grenade launcher to fire. The grenade launcher occasionally stretched his head to look at the bounce point, then retracted his head to correct the angle of the barrel in his hand, and the shooting became more and more accurate.

Toyota Wansuke didn't dare to show himself from behind the tree for too long, so he always quickly stretched his head and glanced at it, observing the situation on the battlefield with his eyes left and right. It was not that he wanted to do this, but that he had to do so. He felt that he was being targeted by a sharp gun. The bullets of the other party's gun kept hitting the trunk of the big tree he was hiding, and from time to time he tore off the bark. Several ditches that were half an inch deep appeared on both sides of the trunk, as if they were grinning at Toyota's timidity.

Toyota is not a fool or a coward. He thinks he is much smarter than Watanabe. If he had commanded the battle to surround Yang Jingyu in the last time, instead of the guy Watanabe who was just seeking stability, he would have probably caught Yang Jingyu long ago. He poked his head quickly again, and then laughed and listened to the sound of another bullet hitting the tree trunk. He was addicted to playing with the game of the sharpshooter on the opposite side and was always happy.

This "sharpshooter" is not Ma Qian'an. Ma Qian'an is desperately suppressing the opponent's grenade launcher. He has already used a rainstorm-like bullet to reciprocate the cunning of the grenade launcher. The two grenade launchers have made big holes in their heads and fell behind the bulge. The candidate ammunition hand who replaced the genuine grenade launcher has more techniques. Ma Qian'an can even smile and glance at a grenade launcher that flies high above his head (the grenade launcher is not high at first, only more than 50 meters per second).

Mukhanov, who was lying not far from Ma Qian'an, was looking at the biggest Japanese officer with a rhythmic suppression. Mukhanov stared at the Japanese officer (Toyota) who held the command knife at the beginning. Unfortunately, the first shot was not hit, which made Toyota alert to hide behind the tree. From the second shot, the two of them were exhausted.

Since Ma Qian'an returned to the secret camp, except for Mukhanov who could not see Ma Qian'an during the meeting, this guy was almost always around Ma Qian'an for the rest of the time. He was a disciplined warrior and wanted to complete the task assigned by Ivanov to protect Ma Qian'an. This time, he followed Ma Qian'an again without any surprise and caught up with this task of seducing the enemy.

Ma Qian'an turned sideways and turned to the side and shouted at Mukhanov: "Mukhanov, be careful not to fight, fight other officers!" Mukhanov obediently moved the gun for a short time, glanced for a long time but did not find the target, turned his head and shouted at Ma Qian'an: "Ma, which officer is an officer?" Hearing this, Ma Qian'an was so depressed. He was so stupid that he couldn't recognize the officer, so you can attack other threatening targets! So rigid, can you not fight without orders? I was useless to use this sniper rifle you took. After fighting for a long time, there was no result in a fight.

"Machine gun, grenade launcher, you can fight it at will!" Ma Qian'an didn't have time to give a few more instructions and ordered quickly. He really couldn't overestimate this Soviet rookie who had never fought a war. No matter how good his training scores were, he would be panicked and caught him in the battle.

Under the intensive machine gun fire and the bombardment of the grenade launcher at the beginning, Fukuma Kazuo's team suffered casualties. A deputy shooter was shot and killed. In order to protect Fukuma Kazuo, the ammunition player was blown to smoke all over. The blood quickly turned red and a large area of ​​snow under his body. Seeing that he was seriously injured and could not survive. Fukuma Kazuo's eyes were red, and his machine gun was shot happily. Liu Dezhang kept scattered bullets onto the magazine quickly.

After lacking strong support from the grenade launcher, (the newly added grenade launcher was not well-trained and the grenade launcher was very bad, and the grenade launcher was hit in a mess) Toyota saw its own thrust, and the intermittent firepower of two crooked handles fell at a disadvantage. The sharpshooter of the Anti-Japanese United Army suddenly lost interest in himself and turned to hit his machine gun. The shooter was constantly killed and injured, and the machine gun was intermittent. In addition, because his crooked machine gun was a funnel-type bullet supply, it was not as fast as the opponent's 96 and 99 magazine-type bullet supply. Not only could he not suppress the opponent, but he was suppressed by the opponent. Now Toyota can only hope that it could send out the team to the old forest to defeat the opponent, and then quickly encircled the opponent's machine gun position.

The hillsides on both sides of the valley were tall and dense, with snow over the knees. Two groups of people rolled and crawled towards each other. The dense trees hindered the vision and shooting range of both sides, and neither side fired.

Li Fengshan led 18 people, panting, and running up the high ground with his hands and feet. He was about to go down and take advantage of the momentum to attack. The Japanese team leader also had the same intention and led more than 40 people in the team to climb the mountain along the diagonal line. Both sides climbed like a competition, and no one was willing to fall behind.

It felt like he had been climbing for a long time. Li Fengshan's eyes suddenly opened up, and a small piece of sparse trees appeared in front of him. He stopped and waved his hand to signal everyone to tie the bullets to prepare. This place is suitable for submachine guns to raise firepower, and the fool is fighting with the Japanese in the dense forest!

Li Fengshan ordered his people to find trees to hide on this slope, and then shot a few shots at the shadowy Japanese figure. Following the gunshots and the figures of Anti-Japanese War soldiers, the Japanese rushed over. The team leader saw that there were less than 20 people in the Anti-Japanese War 30 meters away, which was more than half a fewer than him. The warrior spirit immediately "has possessed" him, waved the turtle box, and directed the Japanese to fire a round of guns, and then ordered the Japanese to lift the rifle and raise the bayonet to attack wildly. In his eyes, 30 meters was not a distance at all, and it arrived in a few blinks. After that, the fight was the most certain way. As long as the two sides stirred together, he could destroy these beggar-like anti-Japanese troops here in one fell swoop.
Chapter completed!