"Grandma is a heartless person! You think it's beautiful. The one who guards the west is the boss, who knows what that means? Well? Listen, have you ever heard the sound of machine guns so crisp and this light? Sounds good, right? Are you a devil like you, who is out of stock? Like to find death? If the devil had ordered him to withdraw now, his machine gun would not have been able to be fired by anyone! ”

"Withdrawn...... Isn't that a good thing? ”

"Good your grandma! Are all devils nerds? If he can't move to the west, won't he change to the east? Sad stuff! ”

"Uh...... Who are nerds? ”

"Inquire for yourself!"

“……”

"I said everyone, all of them are heroes, let's talk about it, what should I do? Well? Heroes? ”

"Platoon commander, I think ......"

"Little monkey, don't talk. Obedient, stop for a while, the platoon commander has a headache now. ”

"Hmm." The little monkey went back to being his observation post.

The rat finally put his rifle on his lap, raised his head and said solemnly: "I think we should put two fortifications, divided into two groups, which can hold for a longer time, and not be a single grenade." ”

"Grandma's fart, you're only letting it out now?"

"I just let this fart go."

"......" the bear furrowed his ugly eyebrows, as if reminiscing, seeming to ...... I got a little impression.

The mouse was not interested in adding more, because the bear's head was full of passivity, and this cowardly bear didn't want to defend at all, so how could he remember the admonition to have the courage to stick to it. Too lazy to despise bears, it's better to serve a litter, and die happily.

"Is there any way to save the 'lower teeth'?" The bear rolled his toad eyes and muttered to the sky.

The rat is even more speechless, this fart is in vain! He suppressed the anger in his heart and secretly vowed that he would never let out a fart again if he suffocated to death in the future!

The rebels finally figured out the platoon commander's true thoughts, so they coughed and twisted their necks very unnaturally: "Ahem...... That one...... Platoon commander, there is a saying...... I don't know whether to talk about it or not. ”

"Hurry up!"

"I just looked...... The meditator transferred the wounded in the bunker to the other side. Injuries are inevitable...... Cough...... Well...... If you accidentally get shot in the leg, do you have to carry it away? ”

"......" is a crowd of dumbfounded.

One ear unconsciously followed Nene: "What do you mean by feelings...... But it's not scientific to hurt your leg, right? This is a fortification, and if you want to be injured, you have to be in the upper half to be like words! ”

All eyes were on the rebel, and he looked blushing and thick-necked: "Hey...... I...... Just kidding, just kidding...... Hehe...... Hehehe......"

"Are you kidding?" At this moment, the face of the kung fu mouse has changed n times, white to green, green to blue, and blue to black: "Do you know what you said? Do you think I'm going to be able to stab you to death with a bayonet right now? ”

The bear stayed there, clicking his toad eyes, as if chewing, as if he was reminiscing, Leng was not angry, how could he be angry because of this? He's such a stinky and shameless thing! Visually, he was actually moved!

Just when the atmosphere was already so embarrassing that it began to cool down, the ugly eyes of the unscrupulous bear began to shine, and his eyes gradually changed from languishing and unwilling to cunning and shameless, and he was him again.

"This is Lao Tzu's good brother!" The bear's paw subconsciously slapped on the bear's leg.

The "......" rebel finally exhaled a breath, and the bear in front of him seemed to be tall in an instant, he was really a good platoon commander who was hard to find in the ages, and he was almost moved to tears by this bear!

"Platoon commander, do you know what you're talking about? I think it's necessary to ......" The rat clenched the rifle across his lap, the bayonet hanging from the muzzle swaying slightly.

"Shut up! Here Lao Tzu has the final say! ”

"I'm going to see the company commander now!"

"What qualifications do you have to talk to Lao Tzu? If you don't want to shut up, get out of here! ”

The mouse had a black face, and without saying a word, he got up with his gun, spread his legs and went straight to the stone house. This situation must be reflected, and he will ask for the acting command of the right flank position defense.

The bear stood up, tall as ever in the wind, and made his servants look up.

"Grandma, it's unlucky to look at the fortifications piled up here, and you can use a sign as a grave! Fortunately, the little devil chose the west first, and Lao Tzu still has time to live. It's a fart! Dismantle! Dismantle! Dismantle! Hurry up and dismantle! Move to another place and dump those punching bags for me, this will prevent a ...... of."

The little monkey didn't ask or speak, he started to move, no matter what the bear said or did, he firmly believed that the bear was his good platoon leader, even if the bear really did that...... Also.

The front direction was noisy, and the heavy machine guns and heavy machine guns quarreled with each other into a pot of porridge.

Wang Qiang This is the first time to see what is the real 'fire attraction', the light and heavy firepower of the devils is placed at the frontal interval, alternately suppressing the bunkers, more than a dozen devil riflemen out to the left, a dozen devil riflemen out to the right, tree stumps, shallow pits, using all the available cover, obscene and prostrate forward, suppressing the left side and rubbing the right side forward, suppressing the right side and climbing forward on the left, although the advance speed is extremely slow, but those riflemen firmly rub forward. A posture that as long as your armored car machine gun dares to stop, I dare to leap forward, forcing the armored vehicle's firepower to fight.

The heavy machine gun fire could not stop at all, and the maggot-like and wriggling infantry targets that had just been hit were all hidden in the snow, and the devil's heavy machine guns and light machine guns immediately became arrogant and frantically poured bullets into the pillboxes. The main shooter fell immediately, and the secondary shooter became the main shooter again, changed to firepower anti-suppression, sent the ballistic trajectory to the devil's fire position, and relied on the defensive nature of the pillbox, forcing those light and heavy machine guns to stop one by one, but those maggot-like infantry began to move forward inch by inch, and the steel helmets that were exposed and crouched one by one made Wang Qiang's headache, eye and teeth hurt even more, and he had to start to amplify his voice and roar again, directing the heavy machine guns to suppress those infantry again.

Over and over again, in a loop.

The Taisho three-year heavy machine gun is climbing towards its firing limit, when the stirred snow flies in from outside the shooting hole and splashes down the barrel, instantly turning into a wisp of fog, and making a slight stinging sound, the barrel may soon be red, the body of the gun is hot, and now even the bullet protection plate that has just slipped out of the bolt is hot. Every face in the bunker was already numb, mechanically busy, and dirty sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

Tutu Tutu Tu Tu ...... The endless dull thrust covered everything, as if even the heartbeat had become the same melody as the heavy machine gun.

Clanging and clanging...... The endless bursting shells are no longer falling to the ground, but smashing on the ground, and the crisp sound makes people feel irritated and depressed at this time.

The smell is long gone, and the smoke fills everything, both the nose and the eyes. The ground was littered with bullet casings, and some locations had become slimy, especially near the machine gun shooter's feet, the soles of his shoes were covered with bloody mud, and his own blood would be sprinkled under his feet at some unknown moment, on the soles of the next shooter.

The observation hole has turned into a shooting hole, Wang Qiang is frantically pulling the bolt of his rifle, desperately firing into the firing range, and there are also soldiers on the other side who join the shooting with rifles, sharing the pressure for the tired heavy machine gun.