"One-shot loading!! Put!! A Japanese soldier shouted as he dropped the grenade into the grenadier.

With a muffled sound, several grenades were fired straight out.

The grenades didn't hit the target directly, but they weren't far from where the Heavy was.

This grenade is often used to calibrate the trajectory, and by the time the next shot comes, these experienced Japanese veterans will be able to accurately hit the target.

But there are many fights with the little devils, and Zhang Changshan, who commands the frontal position, has also learned well and knows what the little devils' combat routines are.

Seeing that the Japanese troops were starting to bombard with grenadiers accurately, he hurriedly asked his machine gunners to start shifting positions and moving to other places.

The machine gunners who used the Czech style to shoot at the Japanese also had experience. Such experience was gained by the previous machine gunners, with blood. Hearing Zhang Changshan's shout, he began to move quickly in the muddy trench.

However, the grenadier of the little devil was not a fool, and when he saw that the firing point of the machine gun over there was beginning to shift, he hurriedly readjusted the firing angle and fired a grenade.

A machine-gun position, just about to shoot, was hit by the grenadier of the little devil.

"Boom!" The two soldiers in the machine-gun position were directly blown out.

But the other machine-gun positions, at this time, roared even more fiercely, preventing the frontal attacking Japanese troops from taking a step forward.

The Japanese attack on the front was very fierce, and it seemed that the direction of the main attack was on this side. However, Qin Chuan did not easily mobilize the forces on the flanks, but continued to wait on the high ground.

At this time, the Japanese troops hiding in the cotton fields suddenly appeared and began to launch a fierce attack on their side.

The Japanese soldiers, who had been crawling in the cotton fields, suddenly appeared not far from the position, which surprised the soldiers guarding the flank.

At the same time, they couldn't help but sigh that Qin Chuan was like a god, and he actually saw through the Japanese army's offensive intentions. Sufficient forces were deployed on the flanks in advance.

The squad leader who was responsible for directing the charge of the little devils on the flank, brandished the command knife in his hand at this time, and kept shouting in the rear, letting his soldiers quickly approach this side through the cotton field.

These Japanese soldiers were very cunning, flickering in the cotton field, and shooting at the soldiers of the ninth company on the position with the 38 big gayer in their hands.

The dense rain of bullets flew, and the soldiers of the Ninth Company were fearless, and kept counterattacking the advancing Japanese troops with their rifles.

However, their marksmanship was not as good as that of the well-trained Japanese veterans, most of whom were able to shoot at fixed targets within 100 meters. Some inexperienced soldiers, who did not know how to transfer the firing location, became the first target of these Japanese veterans.

The two soldiers were directly shot in the head by the Japanese soldiers, and the German-style helmets on their heads were not able to resist the extremely penetrating 38 big cover bullets.

At medium and long ranges, helmets are limited in their protection against rifle and machine gun bullets, and are more useful as shrapnel against stray bullets and artillery shells.

Qin Chuan prostrate on the position, using the middle form in his hand, aimed at the Japanese squad leader in the rear.

The captain of the Japanese squad was a thief, and the distance was about two hundred meters. At this distance, if you don't have a high-powered scope, it will be difficult to hit with the naked eye.

But Qin Chuan was very serious at this time, using the formal rifle in his hand to lock on to the Japanese squad leader.

"Die!" Qin Chuan said silently, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an extremely confident smile, and he directly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the head of the Japanese squad leader blossomed directly. He leaned back and fell to the ground with a thud.

The death of the Japanese squad leader allowed the Japanese army to attack in an orderly manner on the flank, and there was a skirmish of chaos all of a sudden.

However, the Japanese army had a very high military literacy, and the soldiers of several small detachments immediately began to reorganize the offensive and continued to attack the position of the Ninth Company under the cover of the cotton field.

Qin Chuan continued to pull the bolt, and then looked for the target in the cotton field.

The target of his sniping was not the Japanese machine gunners, but the Japanese commanders. These Japanese charging commanders played a greater role than machine gunners, and under their command, the Japanese charging troops were like unstoppable tanks.

The Japanese army's military cao is equivalent to the position of squad leader, and is the command core of the small detachment operation.

Soon, Qin Chuan found a military cao who showed his head to observe the firepower. He turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger directly.

This is the instinct he has cultivated in his years-long sniper training. As the king of special forces that year, he won the first place in several international special forces competitions. When he carried out missions in the Middle East and Africa, he became a living Yama that terrified those enemies.

"Bang!"

After the gunshot, the Japanese soldier Cao's cheek was pierced directly by the bullet, piercing through the back of his head, leaving a black hole the size of a fist.

The Japanese began to scream, Qin Chuan could understand Japanese, and roughly knew that they were saying, to be wary of the snipers on the position, and at the same time to search for the location of the snipers.

After discovering Qin Chuan's location, the Japanese machine gun hidden in the cotton field locked Qin Chuan's location.

"Da Da Da!!"

A string of bullets flew and landed directly on Qin Chuan's hidden location.

Qin Chuan hurriedly lowered his head, those bullets hit the sandbags in front of him, stirring up dust, making him unable to poke his head out.

"Company commander, why are you so awesome! When will you teach me? The sixth son, the guard of Qin Chuan next to him, couldn't help but say when he saw that Qin Chuan had killed several devil commanders in a row.

Qin Chuan patted his steel helmet and said, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful of the devil's bullets to send you back to your hometown in Henan." With that, he rolled over and began to look for a new sniper position.

Poking his head out from between the corpses of his two comrades-in-arms, Qin Chuan once again locked onto a Japanese soldier.

He wanted to rout the Japanese army on this side by destroying the Japanese command system.

Soon, Qin Chuan found the remaining military Cao of the Japanese army again.

"Die." Qin Chuan said silently, then pulled the bolt of the gun and aimed directly at the Japanese army's military cao.

"Bang!!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the Japanese soldier Cao was also shot through the chest and fell straight to the ground.

The Japanese soldiers who were next to him saw that the last of them had also fallen, and there was a noticeable halt in their attack. The death of several commanders in a row made their offensive begin to become chaotic.

"Company commander, the little devil is rushing up." The soldier on the other side shouted at this time.

Hearing this, Qin Chuan hurriedly turned his head and saw that on the other side of the position, the Japanese army had already jumped to the position with bayonets.

Qin Chuan saw it, and without saying a word, he picked up the middle official with the bayonet in his hand, and began to run wildly to the other side.

At this time, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers had already rushed to the position and began to fight with the soldiers of the Ninth Company with bayonets.

If these Japanese troops could not be repulsed, the loss of one side of the position would trigger a chain reaction, which would eventually lead to the loss of the entire position.

Qin Chuan doesn't allow that to happen!

"Kill!!"

Qin Chuan jumped up from the top of the trench, and the bayonet in his hand pierced the chest directly through the chest of a Japanese soldier. A Japanese soldier next to him saw it and immediately stabbed Qin Chuan with the 38 big gay in his hand.

The two Japanese soldiers stabbed from two directions, forming an angle. Ordinary people can only avoid such an attack by retreating, but once they retreat, they will fall into the trap of the Japanese army. Because the speed at which you retreat is always not as fast as the speed at which others rush forward, the final outcome is death.

But at this time, Qin Chuan's body bent and he drilled directly under the two bayonets.

His speed was too fast, and before the two Japanese soldiers could react to what was going on, the bayonet in Qin Chuan's hand had already stabbed one of the devils in the chest.

"Yaga!!"

The other devil scolded and stabbed Qin Chuan again.

He's fast, and his movements are clean. But in front of Qin Chuan, such a speed is still too slow.

He directly stretched out a hand, grabbed the Japanese army's 38 big gay, and then dragged him forward, and the Japanese soldier's body rushed forward uncontrollably.

Before he could react, the bayonet that Qin Chuan was holding in his other hand had already stabbed directly at the vest of the Japanese army.

"Poof!!"

The sound of a bayonet piercing the body was heard, and the Japanese soldier fell into the trench with a muffled grunt.

In less than five seconds, Qin Chuan simply and neatly eliminated the three little devils. But his killing hasn't stopped.

Qin Chuan pulled out the bayonet and killed the devil who rushed not far away.

He was like a ghost, the bayonet in his hand was like a spear in Zhao Zilong's hand, and every time he attacked, a Japanese soldier would be pierced through the chest and fall.

When the other little devils saw this scene, instead of retreating, they all rushed towards him.

But Qin Chuan was fearless, and he felt that the blood on his body seemed to be burning violently as the battle progressed.

"Come on!!"

He yelled, a husband should be closed, and ten thousand people should not be opened! It's like a horizontal knife, a peerless general who blocks thousands of troops alone.

Every Japanese soldier who rushed up to him would not fight him more than two moves, and he was directly knocked down by Qin Chuan's bayonet.

The bayonet in his hand was like a poisonous snake, piercing the devil's heart or piercing the devil's throat. Every attack is absolutely deadly.

Killed more than a dozen little devils in a row, and those Japanese soldiers who were still screaming at this time looked at Qin Chuan, whose faces were covered with blood and approaching them like a killing god. Fear also arose in my heart.

"Kill!!" Qin Chuan roared angrily, and the soldiers of the Ninth Company behind him followed him and rushed towards the Japanese army.

At this time, these Japanese soldiers were finally defeated by Qin Chuan's roar, and they turned around and began to rush towards the cotton field behind.

The Japanese troops on this side broke and fled, and the Japanese attack on the other side did not go well. Due to the lack of commanders, their attack began to become chaotic from the beginning, and did not last long before they began to retreat.

The flank attack was frustrated, making the Japanese attack on the front meaningless. They also stopped their desperate advance and began to retreat rapidly.

"The little devil has retreated, treating the wounded, checking ammunition, repairing positions!!" Qin Chuan wiped a handful of blood from his face and shouted loudly.

As a result, he had barely taken two steps when he tripped over something. When I looked down, I realized that it was Xiao Mao who was holding his head and pouting his buttocks, lying in the trench and trembling.

Seeing his cowardice, Qin Chuan could understand why Liuzi always sneered at him. When his comrades-in-arms were fighting for their lives with the Japanese army, Xiao Mao was still like a frightened mouse, hiding in the trench and trembling, which made Qin Chuan look down on him very much.