"Da Da Da ......"

Countless bullets flew and countless muzzles roared, and there was no room for any sound in the area except the sound of gunfire and shouts of killing.

"Lian, guard the windows and doors for me, and never allow the little devils to come in!"

"Pull the machine gun out for me, don't stop firing!"

"Thunder, when the devil gets in, I'll throw thunder!"

One after another orders came out of Xie Jin's mouth, and then descended to the ears of every soldier, at this moment, everyone was clenching their teeth, their eyes were red, and they wanted to press the trigger directly into the chamber of the gun.

Wu Hao and Goudan were led by veterans and stationed at the windows.

At this moment, the two of them had no confusion in their eyes at all, on the contrary, the two of them had fierce eyes, and they were holding guns and rushing downstairs to operate.

War is always the fastest way to make people grow, it forces you to grow, if you don't grow, you die, it's so cruel, it's so unreasonable.

The Japanese army was covered by machine guns behind them, and the crowd in front charged, and wave after wave of people rushed towards the Sixing warehouse without fear of death.

Twenty minutes after the start of the war, the little devil once again placed a machine gun position three hundred meters away from the Sixing warehouse, so that the pressure on the people inside the Sixing warehouse suddenly surged.

"Fuck!" After Xie Jin glanced at the formation of the Japanese army, he immediately ordered: "Knock out the second machine gun stronghold of the little devil for me!" ”

"I'm coming!" The squad leader beside Wu Hao replied, and then half-knelt on the ground and adjusted the muzzle of the Makqin water-cooled machine gun.

I saw that the muscles of his arms were bulging, and he supported Makqin with his legs, so that Makqin's muzzle was facing downward, so that he could hit the Japanese machine-gun stronghold more accurately.

"Da Da Da ......"

In an instant, the muzzle of the Maxim machine gun sprayed flames more than a meter long, and countless bullets slanted out.

The first squad leader did not fight at a fixed point, he shook the machine gun while fighting, so that the bullets sent out by the machine gun covered a wide area, and the damage caused to the Japanese army was greater.

"Puff puff ......"

Pieces of bullets were shot, or hit the ground, or hit the little devil, and in an instant, the area swept by the bullet shook up a burst of dust, and the little devil who was concentrated by the bullet was torn apart by the bullet in an instant.

"Cool down! Pour water over me! ”

Thirty seconds after the squad leader opened fire with all his might, he shouted at Wu Hao.

Hearing this, Wu Hao hurriedly grabbed the bucket that had been prepared next to him and poured it directly on the Makqin machine gun.

"Wow!!"

As soon as the water was poured on the machine gun, it instantly evaporated into a mist, and the slightly reddened muzzle of the gun returned to its black color.

This knowledge, the first day Wu Hao entered the Sixing Warehouse, the veteran explained it to Wu Hao, so he implemented it very skillfully.

With a squad leader taking the lead, one after another people followed the example of a squad leader to fight the little devils downstairs and try to destroy the Japanese machine-gun strongholds.

In an instant, the pressure of the little devil increased suddenly, and the stronghold that he had built with great difficulty was destroyed by as much as half in an instant.

"Snipers knock out the machine guns upstairs! Seeing this, Okawauchi reacted very quickly and gave an order.

Subsequently, the few Japanese snipers on the battlefield began to turn their guns and began to exert themselves as they ran to the half-kneeling machine gunners.

Upstairs, the first squad leader was still holding the machine gun and shooting frantically, at this moment the temperature of the machine gun chamber had risen again, and when the first squad leader was about to beckon Wu Hao to continue pouring water to cool down, a bullet hit the chest of the first squad leader.

"Plop!"

After the squad leader was hit by a bullet, his body instantly took off into the air, and he fell to the ground immediately after.

Wu Hao looked back and saw a large fist-like hole in the chest of the squad leader, and blood and fragments of internal organs continued to pour out from the position of the gunshot wound on the chest.

"Squad leader." Wu Hao paused for a moment, hurriedly rushed up, covered the chest of the squad leader with both hands, and said anxiously, "I'll stop the bleeding for you." ”

"Someone, the squad leader has been shot!" After speaking, Wu Hao roared wildly.

"Don't ...... doll Leave me alone. The first squad leader's breathing at the moment was like a bellows, and he couldn't breathe at all, and when he opened his mouth, blood flowed out of his mouth, but the first squad leader still said with all his might, "Go and fill the position, make up for it...... Bit! ”

After saying this, the squad leader's eyes closed, and the whole person was not moving.

Squad leader, sacrifice!

After Wu Hao paused for two seconds, he put the squad leader on the ground, ran to the machine gun with a shout, ignored the blood on his hands, followed the example of the squad leader, and pulled the trigger again.

It's not just a squad leader, similar scenes are constantly playing out in the warehouse, war, there are no immortals.

This battle lasted for two hours, and the Japanese army continued to charge for two hours, but no matter how fierce the Japanese army charged, they never broke through the defense of the Sixing warehouse, because there were many people like the first squad leader, who were desperate to block it at all costs.

Two hours later, the Japanese temporarily retreated, and then Xie Jin ordered the battlefield to be cleaned, the wounded were rescued, ammunition was replenished, military defenses were built, and the defenses were rearmed.

With a command, the able-bodied people, despite the intense sense of exhaustion, methodically went about their place again.

In offensive and defensive warfare, military defense is particularly important for the defending side, if the military defense is perfect, it can not only effectively reduce its own casualties, but also effectively block the opponent's charge.

An hour later, when everyone had just finished their busy work and had not had time to rest, the little devil arrived again and launched a new round of charge.

The warriors in the warehouse of the four rows directly plunged into a new round of battle without saying a word.

In the afternoon, throughout the afternoon, the soldiers of the Sixing Warehouse had no time to rest at all, so that in the end, Xie Jin had to set aside people to build fortifications.

The soldiers in the Sixing warehouse, their eyes from the initial excitement, to the final numbness, the Makqin machine guns were scrapped several times, the most tragic time, the machine guns did not have time to cool down at all, one of the machine guns, because the temperature was too high, directly exploded.

The second battle lasted until half past six in the evening, and when it was completely dark, the little devil withdrew.

At half past seven o'clock in the evening, after the battlefield was cleaned up, the guns and ammunition, and the military industry were disposed of, the soldiers sat on the ground numb with numb eyes, holding hard steamed buns or sweet potatoes in their hands and chewing them little by little.

After a long day of fighting, the physical strength of these soldiers has reached the limit.

The evening breeze blew through the area, and the white moonlight shone on the faces of the soldiers in the warehouses through the battered four rows of warehouses, and perhaps only then could the soldiers feel a little bit of the quiet appearance of the years.

In the British Concession on the other side, the voices of the people are still boiling, the lights are still shining, and the nightlife of the British people has just begun at this time.

Wu Hao and Goudan sat by the window, looking yearning at the colorful lights in the British Concession, and a trace of yearning appeared in their hearts.

At half past eight in the evening, a team of little devils jumped from Suzhou Creek with equipment and groped for the location of the Sixing warehouse.