"Boss, you're ......"

"Let the enemy in the main direction of attack climb slowly. Go and tell Chen Chong not to fight the enemy in the west, and put it as close as possible. ”

Wang Qiang finally understood a little, the enemy in the main attack direction has slowed down, and the assist direction has not decreased, and this coordinated attack in two directions will evolve into two attacks successively, and there is no coordination at all.

The puppet army has never experienced this at all, a mile away, just about to come out, there is a ballistic whistling in the air? Is it a delusion? There is a ballistic trajectory in the vicinity? That's not right! Suddenly, someone called, and it turned out that the gunshots in front of me were really shooting here! It's not an illusion at all.

Two companies in the direction of the main attack, just out, all lying down, I have never seen such a way of playing eight roads, listen carefully, the bullet rain is not dense, but everyone is still unwilling to stand up; The few devils scattered in the ranks were much more daring, but they bent their waists and waved their bayonets in all directions, signaling that they had to move forward.

Under the threat, he finally reluctantly stood up again, but someone fell down and wailed with the wound that suddenly rushed to blood, so everyone lay down again, so angry that the devil raised his gun on the spot, and killed the wounded of the puppet army who screamed for days, the noise disappeared, and the puppet soldiers had to continue to move forward, bending their waists as low as they wanted, and they couldn't retract their heads into their necks and rub forward step by step.

At four hundred meters, casualties began to appear again, and three or four fell, and this time the puppet soldiers who were lying down were reluctant to stand up, so they simply began to crawl and climb forward.

Several devils exploded in anger and brandished bayonets again to intimidate and threaten.

Bell –

The voice sounded clear and harsh, and a devil turned to his gaze in a daze, took off his own steel helmet and held it in his hand, and a lucky smirk appeared on his face, but before the smile could fully bloom, he was violently shocked, and was hit by another whistling trajectory, and fell directly.

There was an uproar, this time even those arrogant devils who supervised the war also lay down, but I didn't expect that the Eighth Road actually has good marksmanship, and every day he fights a few guerrillas in a public security war, which is equivalent to playing chess with a stinky chess basket, and his vigilance is pitifully low!

After the 300-meter distance line, these puppet soldiers don't want to climb any further, these eight roads are all 38 big covers! The marksmanship is not bad, I have only seen the devil abuse the eight roads at this distance, this time it became the eight roads to abuse the puppet army at this distance, and more importantly, a devil is screaming and wailing in front of him.

The position of the special operations company has basically been restored to its original layout, and there are only three supernumerary idlers left on the first row of positions, and the army aviation temporarily took over three rows of Czech light machine guns, occasionally firing at a point; The little girl thief did not withdraw in a row of soldiers, occasionally putting a cold gun; The decaying ghost was shooting continuously, pulling the bolt again and again, and barking frantically at the dog's throat, as if he had rabies.

"No one is allowed to hit my target!"

"He's Lao Tzu mine!"

"Whoever dares to beat him is not sharing the sky with Lao Tzu!"

"I'm going to let you climb again!"

"I'm going to let you move again!"

In the rifle crosshair of the decrepit ghost, an unlucky devil was screaming in the unlucky green sparse range, with more than one wound.

Smack-

Another splash of blood, the bloody devil was shot in the shoulder.

Smack-

Another splatter of blood, the bloody devil was punched through the surface of his feet.

Each shot of the decaying ghost would rather be aimed outward, rather than missed, and was reluctant to aim right, only hitting the edge of the target's outline, and the shot after shot was endless!

Not only the puppet army, but also some soldiers on the special operations company's position, although the target is detailed, they also know how miserable the target is, is this crazy, is it impossible to hold that devil endlessly? How many bullets is he going to waste on that one target? Why doesn't the company commander care?

One of the devils finally went, left his rifle and stood up and rushed to the wounded fellow countrymen, and with indignation and scolding, he passed one after another cowardly puppet soldiers who lay in the grass and did not dare to move.

The occasional Czech light machine gun suddenly roared continuously, and the originally indifferent sporadic trajectory suddenly turned into a poisonous snake, despicably chasing the target of salvation, and the bullet trajectory could not be seen in the dazzling sunlight, but the merciless whistling of the sweeping could be heard, and the broken grass kept drifting.

So the three light machine guns of the puppet army suddenly began to shout, pouring wildly towards the eight-way position; As a result, the frequency of firing on the eight-way position intensified again, and the puppet soldiers also hurriedly lay down in the grass to return fire, and the gunfire was loud again.

In the rain of bullets, the brave rescuer can always reach the wounded, God has mercy, the devil is really free from the clutches of the machine gunner, the light is in the sun, and the other devils in the watch are about to tears, how do you know, there is a more despicable guy with a hateful ponytail, obscene in an inconspicuous corner, squinting evil eyes are waiting quietly in the rifle crosshair, she is waiting for the moment when the brave rescuer stops, and then makes this scene even more singable and crying.

……

Chen Chong's platoon is in charge of the west side, so far not a single shot has been fired, all huddled in the foxhole and waited, although the terrain is not large, this position can at least be regarded as a high position, leaving an observation post to grasp the situation.

Chen Chong's platoon was not as equipped as the special operations company, and his ability to resist was not as good as that of the special operations company, but he received the first tough battle mission, and he did not need range or accuracy.

Chen Chong has already put on the bayonet, the back cover of the grenade has also been unscrewed, all he can do is to hold the rifle and wait nervously, in Hu Fanglian, Chen Chong is already the one with the most combat experience, although he is always a natural platoon commander, no one outside the special operations company dares to laugh at him!

"Platoon commander, the company commander said that we want to put the enemy close to fight, how close do you want to put it?"

"Within range of grenades."

The warrior's eyes watered dryly, and he stopped talking.

Chen Chong, who didn't want to talk more, had to say again: "I think that at the beginning, when the special operations company was still in the ninth platoon, I was still running on the city wall of Jin County!" Then...... I'm the class leader. ”

The stray bullets that didn't have long eyes occasionally flew over Chen Chong's platoon position, and a figure suddenly rushed into the foxhole where Chen Chong was.

"Hole guidance? How did you get here? ”

Kong Yan shook the rifle from the seriously wounded in his hand, and sat down next to Chen Chong: "I'll be a soldier for you." ”

"But ......"

"Shut up! No, but! Why do you want to tell me all of them? ”

So Chen Chong was speechless, who is this soldier? This is obviously not at ease with my mother's family!

"Don't worry. I will not interfere with your command. I can't stand the bearish bear stuff that doesn't make a living! Kong Yan took out a half-pinched wrinkled cigarette roll from his coat pocket, blew the soil stained on the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and began to rummage through matches all over his body, he didn't come to be a prisoner, but he knew that Chen Chong would have a **storm here, so he hoped that he would also be here.

……

The guns in the south are endless, sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, but the attack on the west is smooth all the way, completely unimpeded, the pseudo company commander is not blocked by the faceless attack, it is really a limited level, plus the desire for profit, was carried away by the smooth situation on the west road, but desperately urged to add, and kept promising utilitarian benefits to the brothers around him: success is in front of you, as long as you go to the eight-way position, the chicken dog ascends to heaven!