Under the tree, he heard the shouts of the old cannon and their charge, and immediately ordered his soldiers to move closer to the middle during the run, after all, when charging and stabbing, the dense formation should take advantage. Hearing the call of the Japanese soldiers under the tree, they withdrew the bullets in their guns as they advanced, which was stipulated in the infantry drill code, in order to avoid misfire and accidental injury to their own people when stabbing, they must return the bullets in the rifles when stabbing.

Just rushed to the place where the nose and eyebrows of the Japanese soldiers could be seen clearly, but the old cannon who rushed to the front rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and did not forget to kick the other men who rushed in front as well. "Get down, get down, hide, hide" The old cannon waved his hand, so that his subordinates who were charging with him all lay down and hidden.

Although they were puzzled, everyone still did as the old cannon ordered, and as soon as they lay on the ground, they heard a dense gunfire from behind them. This hand of the old cannon was used by Zhao Zhi in rescuing the defeated soldiers last year, and the old cannon was copied from the cat and the tiger. The old cannon was the head of the Bazooka squad, and the soldiers of their squad were basically not equipped with rifles, except that a few loaders were equipped with submachine guns.

The old cannon just copied Zhao Zhi's approach, and at the beginning he gathered a few submachine guns and handed them over to the dog to manage. When the rockets ran out, the old artillery encouraged the soldiers to start charging and stabbing hard. As a result, the Japanese troops on the opposite side were also fooled, and several submachine gunners kept hiding behind the old guns, and when the old guns calculated that the Japanese troops on the opposite side had entered 20 meters, they threw themselves on the ground and ordered to shoot.

At a distance of 30 meters, if the Japanese army still scattered in formation, they could have escaped this catastrophe. However, under the fallen tree, he ordered the soldiers to concentrate in the middle lane, and prepared to fight with the old guns, which happened to be cheap, and the submachine gunners of the old guns chose the cheapest. The dense fire of 6 submachine guns gave a head-on blow to the underneath the tree, shattering the newly gathered formation under the tree, and the remaining Japanese troops rushed to shoot at them with rifles and old guns.

Shooting at the Japanese army is based on real skills, and submachine gunners who are negligent in marksmanship will not be able to take advantage. The long-range squad in the company has always relied on strong firepower to cover the enemy, and now when it comes to firing one-on-one with the enemy, it suffers a loss. The crisp sound of the 38 rifle sounded, and the soldiers around the old cannon were shot one by one, and the anxious old cannon turned straight but could not do anything.

"Pock, pock, fire" In the impatient shouts of the old artillery, the Mazi and the big buckle in the rear began to bombard the Japanese with bazooka. Don't seek to kill the enemy, as long as they can cover the old artillery, they can retreat. The old gun's men didn't shoot very well, but in their spare time, they were always forced by Roger to run with weights, and their kung fu had been perfected. Seeing that the rockets exploded, they also used old artillery orders to fly back and forth one by one.

"Dog's day, run here" The slower old cannon ran at the back, muttering dissatisfied with his subordinates, very dissatisfied that they dared to abandon him. "Boss, what should I do? We don't have any ammunition" Mazi crawled to the old cannon with a sad face, and the last rockets had all been shot out after the random bombardment just now.

"Concentrate the bullets and see how many are left?" The old cannon was also helpless at this time, so he had to pray that the guys in the inner valley could be possessed by the gods and kill them to save them. All the bullets are concentrated here in the old gun, and there are only three submachine gun magazines, which are all the bullets of the old gun. Divide the bullets in the three magazines into the six submachine guns, and at the last moment, this is what can give the Japanese a fatal blow.

The dog ignored the bystanders and lay on the ground and shot at the Japanese soldiers calmly. No matter how powerful the dog's sniper rifle is, if there are no bullets, it is better than a sapper shovel. The dog's gun was very stable, and all the Japanese soldiers who dared to advance were knocked down by him with one shot, and with a multi-bullet bridge, the Japanese soldiers who were forced by the dog did not dare to raise their heads.

As the dog pulled the bolt the number of times, his bullets ran out, and the Japanese soldiers, who had lost their suppression, began to prepare for an attack. "It's really going to dry this time," the old cannon grimped, drew his bayonet and sharpened it in vain on a stone. The Japanese were getting closer and closer, and they could already see their faces clearly, and everyone was holding bayonets and looking at the old artillery.

"Do you know what Lao Tzu regrets the most?" Lao Pao looked around at his subordinates with a sneer, "I haven't had time to have a child with Zhao Yan yet, it's a loss, it's a loss." The bloodline of my Lei family is about to be broken in my hands, how can I go to see my ancestors" The old cannon looked sullen, and forced the dog to move quietly, so as to keep himself away from the old cannon.

"Boss, if I don't withdraw first, after you leave, I'll help you leave a seed for Zhao Yan" The death battle is imminent, even Mazi, who was tortured by the old cannon, dared to joke with the old cannon, you must know that it is too late for Mazi to hide from the old cannon on weekdays. When everyone heard Mazi's words, their faces showed an expression that they didn't know whether they were dead or alive, then Zhao Yan was the lifeblood of the old cannon and the deadly cover door. You don't know the depths, you dare to joke with Zhao Yan and Lao Pao, isn't that just looking for death.

Sure enough, Mazi was grabbed by the old cannon in the chest, "What I said just now, you say it again" The old cannon glared at the bull's eye and forced Mazi to ask, and the frightened Mazi was weak in his hands and feet, but he knew that he was wrong. "Say what you just said, say it again, Lao Tzu won't beat you" Lao Pao relaxed his tone, and there was a kind expression on his face, but as everyone knows, the more he is like this, the more afraid Mazi becomes.

"You just said to withdraw first" Seeing that Mazi didn't dare to answer, the old cannon left him, thinking back to Mazi's ridiculous words just now. "That's right, there's that crack behind us, if we can't beat it, we'll retreat" The old cannon finally remembered Mazi's original words, slapped his thigh, and played a death battle with the Japanese army while guarding his way of life. "Withdraw, withdraw, go out the same way" Taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese army was temporarily suppressed by submachine guns, the old artillery kicked and beat his subordinates.

"Boss, you can't withdraw, there are people in the cracks, the road is blocked" The big button at the front of the line rushed back excitedly, still holding a few submachine gun magazines in his hands. "Old cannon, do you want to be a deserter?" With a loud shout, the old bark-faced uncle thief came out of the crack with a smile. "Lao Tzu brought someone to save you" Pointing to the soldiers of Ye Tianying who came out behind him, Uncle Guo smiled very happily.

When Zhao Zhi arranged for his uncle to lead the way for the infantry with snipers, he specially explained that they wanted to accelerate, and the old artillery they didn't have much ammunition, and Zhao Zhi was afraid that they would be eaten by the Japanese army. The uncle who received the order gave up his old life, and urged the infantry of Ye Tianying along the way, so the uncle gave up a piece of his own gold.

"Grandma's, the little ones, change the guys, and give the dogs on the other side to Lao Tzu to lie down" The old cannon shook his arms and was about to pick up the guns on others. "You better rest, I don't need you" Uncle Guo hurriedly grabbed the old cannon, and turned his face to look at the company commander who had just taken away his golden hammer, "Company Commander Xu, come on, my people will show you the flanks"

"Are you stupid? Just have them to rush, what kind of big cloves of garlic do you charge. Let's just be such a little person, I can't help you toss like this" Taking advantage of Company Commander Xu's arrangement of his subordinates, Uncle Guo pulled the old cannon aside.

"This credit can't run away from you, you stay honest, Lang Zhong will come to see your injuries immediately" threw the old cannon to Lang Zhong who came later, and Uncle Guo took his riflemen to cover the flank for Company Commander Xu. As early as when Zhao Zhi and the others were still here, in order to facilitate the transportation of materials, the valley had already been leveled. Except for a few cabins that provided limited cover for the squadron under the trees, Uncle Guo's sniper rifles were able to cover most of the valley.

When protecting the artillery, the gunners did not catch the battle, and now they have entered the valley, and the eight immortals have crossed the sea to show their magical powers. Before waiting for Company Commander Zhao to give the order to attack, Uncle Guo's riflemen had already begun to use the terrain to kill the Japanese soldiers step by step, every time the bolt was pulled, every time a gun was fired, one of the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side would fall.

"Use that Japanese gun, come and try it" Uncle Guo put his hands behind his back and gathered the reserve riflemen who had been using Garand together, and the captured Japanese-style sniper rifle was placed on the ground. Uncle Guo has always had a few British sniper rifles in his hand, but there are not many British bullets in stock. I just got a batch of Japanese-style sniper rifles, and Uncle Guo thought about equipping some more snipers from the reserve gunners under his command. With such a good opportunity to practice guns in front of him, the scheming uncle can let it go.

Uncle Guo and the others captured the Japanese army's Type 79 sniper rifle, using the same Tomosaka rifle cartridge as the 38 rifle. The Japanese army base camp has begun to change the Type 99 sniper rifles to the snipers, and Miura They are on a secret mission, so their 97 sniper rifles have not had time to be replaced, and they just happened to be picked by Uncle Guo.

The Japanese army in Burma has already been reequipping, and some units have been reequipped with Type 99 rifles, which are much better than 38 rifles in terms of range and accuracy. However, the Japanese troops stationed in Burma still had a lot of 38 rifle ammunition in stock, so a large part of the troops did not change to new rifles.

Anyway, it was just to cover the flanks, and Uncle Guo simply let the reserve gunners practice their guns, and the most important thing is to adapt to the Japanese-style sniper rifle as much as possible. Twenty reserve gunners lay on the ground with sniper rifles in a row, while the veteran gunners lay next to them and watched the excitement. Uncle Guo thinks that snipers must be perceptive, and always let others teach them by hand, so what else is a sniper.

"The bullets are enough, don't save me, but fight hard" Uncle Guo held cigarettes and old cannons, and they crowded into a pile, watching Ye Tianying's people attack the Japanese army.

"Don't say it, these deflated calves have two hits, and they will force the little devils together in a few clicks" Seeing Company Commander Zhao and his subordinates rushing left and right in the valley very bravely, the old cannon pouted and his heart was sour. Originally, Zhao Zhi sent himself to raid the Japanese army, but the raid was unsuccessful and he almost took his life into it.

Grandma's, this time my face is embarrassing, how will I see the chief in a while. Lao Pao covered his head in annoyance and snuggled aside, sulking himself, thinking about how to say what to say when he saw Zhao Zhi, Lao Pao was really embarrassed this time. /AUT