Without waiting for the Japanese army to turn their heads, Yan Shijun directly knocked down the machine gunner, picked up the grenade in his hand and smashed his head and face, anyway, he hadn't pulled the line yet, Yan Shijun was not afraid of the explosion of the overhead life of chickens and dogsRead the full text. "Search for "Green" to see the fastest free product "Green" "Yaga, what are you doing?" The remaining two Japanese soldiers were frightened, and said in their hearts how could this captain kill his own people. "Hehe" Yan Shijun just smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, coupled with the bloodstains on his face, he looked like a demon. "Ah" and "Ah" two screams, it turned out that Yan Shijun suddenly threw the grenade in his hand over, and it was smashing on the faces of the two Japanese soldiers. The red grenade that was dyed with flesh and blood just now is even more red at the moment, and the two Japanese soldiers were smashed with blood all over their faces, and blood, snot and tears flowed for a long time Other book friends are watching: Miserable Love txt download.

"Damn" Yan Shijun suddenly pounced and scuffled with one of the Japanese soldiers, the Japanese soldier wanted to shoot to report the news, and his finger had been hooked into the trigger guard, Yan Shijun dared to let him pull the trigger down, and the two hugged each other and rolled in the trench. "Yamamoto, come and help kill him" The Japanese soldier who hugged Yan Shijun shouted loudly to another Japanese soldier, Yan Shijun's legs were long, but his waist strength was not as good as that of the Japanese soldier, and a few rolled down, and he was already pressed under the Japanese soldier.

The Japanese soldier named Yamamoto was wiping the blood on his face, and when he heard the shouts of his companions, he came over with a rifle, but the blood on his face had not been wiped off, and his eyes were sticky a lot, and for a while he couldn't tell which of the two people rolling on the ground was his companion. "Yamamoto, you idiot, I've already held him down, come on" The Japanese soldier riding on Yan Shijun's body fiercely pinched Yan Shijun's neck and desperately slammed Yan Shijun's head to the ground.

Yan Shijun's eyes were already blackened, and his hands desperately grabbed the Japanese face on his body, and the Japanese face was full of blood. Yamamoto wiped his eyes a few times with the sleeve of his military uniform, and only then did he see which of his companions was, and immediately raised his rifle, ready to stab Yan Shijun to death with a bayonet. The Japanese soldier who was holding down Yan Shijun smiled and slightly let go of his body, so that Yamamoto's bayonet could be pierced.

With a soft "poof", Yamamoto's bayonet was deflected, sticking to Yan Shijun's head and plunging into the dirt. "Yamamoto, you big idiot, how can you miss?" The Japanese soldier riding on Yan Shijun scolded Yamamoto, but he didn't notice the blood foam that was spitting out Yamamoto's mouth. "Poof" was another sound, and Yamamoto fell out on his back, and there was a crossbow arrow embedded in his head, and the power of the crossbow arrow was too great, and Yamamoto's body fell out on his back.

The heavy butt of the 38 rifle smashed down the Japanese soldier on Yan Shijun's body, and several military boots stepped directly on the chest of the Japanese, which is the favorite thing for the scouts of the machete to do, and directly stepped on the ribs of the Japanese soldier It is good-looking: fourteen and a half years full text free reading. The Japanese soldiers who had broken their ribs would not have died, they had lost their mobility, but they could still breathe, and the broken ribs would slowly pierce their organs with their breathing, until they bleed to death, and the scouts wanted them to feel death. "Search "Green" to see the fastest free"

"It's okay" A hand reached out in front of Yan Shijun, a machete with a smile on his face. Yan Shijun stood up with the machete's hand, and the scouts behind the mound had all entered the trenches and were searching the trenches, so the corpses were all mended, which was the practice of the direct company. Leaning his back in the trench, Yan Shijun rubbed his neck in pain, if it wasn't for the scouts who arrived in time, he would have been strangled to death by the Japanese soldier. In the future, this initiative to ask for help will be done less, this kind of desperate work is indeed not something I can do, and next time I may not have such a good life.

There was a rush of footsteps, Zhao Zhi rushed up with the guys in the rear team, and jumped into the trench like dumplings, and the already small trench instantly became crowded. Zhao Zhi didn't care about these at this time, and squeezed towards the back of the trench one by one, where he could directly observe the movement of the main force of the Japanese army. The 1st Company on the other side of the ravine has been exchanging fire with the Japanese army for half an hour, but Zhao Zhi has not yet started the raid here, if it wasn't for Zhao Zhi turning off the walkie-talkie, it is estimated that the scolding from the 1st Company will make Zhao Zhi to death.

The position of this guard post of the Japanese army is very good, and the main position of the Japanese army can be seen very clearly, Zhao Zhi does not understand why the Japanese army would choose such a terrain to confront the expeditionary force. Judging from the current topography, the Japanese army is in the lower part of the slope at the downwind end, and the expeditionary force occupies the upper part of the slope, which means that the expeditionary force occupies a higher terrain than the Japanese army.

If it was Zhao Zhi's defense, he would not have fought any positional battles with the Japanese army, but only needed the snipers to occupy a high point to block the route of the Japanese attack, disrupt the heavy firepower of the Japanese army with artillery bombardment, and finally send scouts and submachine gunners to attack from the flanks and rear teams, and it only took one time to break the Japanese army's battle line, and there would be as troublesome and beautiful as it is now: Father Plankton Read the full text for free. The defending expeditionary force units were already mixed up with the Japanese army, and they were inseparable for a while, but it was okay to do so, at least the artillery on both sides was much quieter.

"Old artillery" Zhao Zhi observed for a while, and suddenly called the old artillery, "You look at the 45-degree angle on the right side, and see that the ridge is not, can you estimate how far that ridge is from the flank of the Japanese army?" Zhao Zhi asked the old cannon to see a ridge left after the rain hit the plain, which was only less than 200 meters away from Zhao Zhi's side.

The old cannon put it in the telescope and calculated it in his heart, "It's about 300 meters, our mortars are no problem, the Japanese grenadiers brought this time are all ** type, there should be no problem, Bazooka, don't think about it, that thing can't hit that far" The old cannon obviously thought of Zhao Zhi's idea of fighting, and immediately explained the long-range firepower he mastered to Zhao Zhi one by one. The bazooka currently issued by the U.S. military to its direct company is of the M1 type, and this kind of bazooka can only hit about 150 yards, which is about 130 meters when converted into meters.

This time, Edward did not follow Zhao Zhi forward, but was sent by Zhao Zhi to take the wounded back to Xinpingyang to rest, which showed that long-range firepower alone could not rely on the old artillery alone. "I'm okay to read the scholar, when Huang Mao taught the artillery to calculate, that kid also learned, it seems that he is still learning well, why don't you let him try it with a mortar and a grenadier first?" The old cannon was afraid that Zhao Zhi would leave him in charge of mortars and grenadiers, so he took the initiative to recommend Yan Shijun.

"Oh" Zhao Zhi was a little surprised, Yan Shijun, this kid has also learned this. "Mantou, you go, call me the scholar" Zhao Zhi turned his head and instructed Mantou, who was fighting with the dog for the spoils, to call someone. After a lot of effort, Yan Shijun squeezed behind the steamed buns, and when he arrived at Zhao Zhi's side, Yan Shijun was obviously relieved, obviously, Zhao Zhi's side was much more relaxed than the trench side 49 classical and exquisite love legends.

"Just now the old cannon said that you learned artillery calculation from Edward?" Zhao Zhi lay on the trench and observed the movement of the main position of the Japanese army, and asked Yan Shijun without raising his head. "Ah, I have learned, it was my uncle who said it, there is no harm in learning more" Yan Shijun was a little apprehensive in his heart, he went behind Zhao Zhi to learn artillery calculations, I don't know if Zhao Zhi would be unhappy, after all, he didn't tell Zhao Zhi about learning artillery, he was the most disgusted that someone coaxed him.

"Oh, that's good, I'm going to put the mortars and grenadiers we brought out this time to you in command. You remember, the shelling always has to be 30 meters in front of the submachine gunners, the bunkers and bunkers of the Japanese army are not in your hands, you just need to nail their machine gun fire points, it is best to knock out their artillery positions, the coordinates I will let the scout team tell you" Don't look at the expression on Yan Shijun's face, Zhao Zhi lay on the trench and took care of himself.

"Sir, I'm afraid I can't, I've never commanded an artillery battle" Yan Shijun replied to Zhao Zhi in an embarrassed whisper, completely looking like an angry little daughter-in-law. Yan Shijun's old cannon laughed a little, the guys who have been in the army for a long time usually look like rotten people, and they have seen expressions like Yan Shijun there, no wonder the old guns laugh.

"Get out of the way, you ask the old artillery, who of them used mortars and grenadiers before drilling in the forest last year, won't they all use them now? Lao Tzu asked you to go, I will bear it if something happens, you just have to shoot the cannonballs out for Lao Tzu, if this will not happen, you can go back to Xinpingyang as soon as possible to feed the goats" Zhao Zhi threw the binoculars into the trench, pointed at Yan Shijun's nose and scolded, his voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely harsh.

After being scolded by Zhao Zhi, Yan Shijun had an epiphany like an ether empowerment, and there was a little smile on his face, Zhao Zhi compared himself with the old dogs, this is really treating himself as his own, and he is no longer wearing the identity of a dog's legs but being disgusted by the dogs and accusing other book friends of being watching: 52 love stories like flowers txt download. Sure enough, after Zhao Zhi finished scolding, the old cannon and a few guys all came over and gently slapped Yan Shijun a few times, and the steamed buns that had always been at odds with Yan Shijun even threw him a pack of cigarettes he had just gotten, and only Yan Shijun and the doglegs knew the meaning of this.

The news of Uncle Guo also came back, the snipers had been scattered on several high points around, and the sniper rifles with an extra-long range were enough to cover the Japanese attack formation, just waiting for Zhao Zhi's attack order. Leaving Yan Shijun with ten people, Zhao Zhi led more than 20 other people towards the flank position of the Japanese army. As Zhao Zhi had predicted, the 1st Company that had gone out of the ravine was blocked in the ravine by the Japanese alert troops, and the Japanese army blocked the 1st Company with the help of improvised civil bunkers and machine guns, and the 1st Company could not break through at all, and their current task became to attract the attention and firepower of the Japanese army.

The old artillery with a few strong guys carrying 2 bazooka and dozens of rockets followed behind the submachine gunner, there were many machine guns and bunkers in the flank positions of the Japanese army, Bazooka was the nemesis of these things, Zhao Zhi would not be stupid enough to let his brother raise a grenade to blow up these things. Anyway, the Americans provide a lot of ammunition and materials, and they are not their own things, so there is no need to use them in vain.

Turning over the Japanese guard post trench that had just been taken, there were sporadic bushes in front of them, which was the favorite of the direct company, with the help of these bushes, Zhao Zhi and the people directly straightened their waists and ran desperately. At a distance of less than 400 meters, Zhao Zhi and the others hid with them, and it took less than 5 minutes to lurk behind the bushes that were only 50 meters away from the Japanese position. Such a distance is a matter of more than twenty seconds for a direct company that is accustomed to raids.

Zhao Zhi and the others came by coincidence, the Japanese army had just ceased war with the other party's expeditionary force, and was preparing to have lunch, and the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield had not yet dissipated, and the Japanese troops were ready to cook water and send rice. There was a shouting and scolding on the position of the other party's expeditionary force, obviously they had the upper hand just now, but looking at the smoke on their position that had not yet dispersed, it was estimated that the casualties would not be small, at least they were embarrassed by the Japanese artillery bombardment: 52 excellent love small selections of the latest chapters.

The road connecting the Savage Mountain has not yet been built here, the large-caliber artillery has not yet come up, and the troops on the front line of the 112th Regiment are basically only mortars and bazooka, which is indeed not half a star worse than the artillery unit of the Japanese army, which is often 75 mountain artillery. However, the expeditionary force was issued with automatic firepower such as Garand rifles and carbines, and aside from the cost of bullets, in terms of individual firepower alone, the expeditionary force still had the upper hand.

"Whoa" Zhao Zhi pulled the bolt of the submachine gun, and gave the assault order with a calm face, and the infantry immediately passed the order to Yan Shijun behind, just waiting for the artillery to be fired, and the submachine gunners here could assault the charge. The strong men who carried the old guns also hung the fuses of the rockets early, just waiting to bombard the nests of the Japanese machine guns that had been aimed at a long time ago.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" Before the Japanese could hear where the sharp whistling of the shells in the air came from, several shells had already landed in the flank positions of the Japanese troops. Yan Shijun didn't know how to do it, two mortars and a few grenadiers actually fired a salvo bombardment, a series of explosions sounded, with the cover of gunsmoke, the old artillery side of the Bazooka also shot out, the two machine gun nests in the intended target were shattered and soared, and the detonated bullets were mixed with the flames of the large group to strike a second blow at the Japanese army.

Less than three seconds after the second round of artillery bombardment, Zhao Zhi got up and took the lead in rushing to the Japanese position, except for the old artillery who was busy working, everyone else lay on the spot and looked at Zhao Zhi's back stupidly, and Yan Shijun said yes, but the attack was launched after three rounds of shelling, what happened to his commander, could it be that he remembered the wrong number of shelling? Zhao Zhidu rushed out more than ten meters, and the dog and the steamed bun came to their senses, and quickly got up and chased after them, and the submachine gunners also got up and followed in a mess. ~ To see the first release without ads, please go to the product "Green" Please share