Wang Feng saw that there was a little devil with a gun standing more than 30 meters in front of him, and carried out the most ferocious fire blocking on the car that rushed over, and shouted to Hu Chunlai: "You kid take out the greatest weapon lethality, you must kill me a bloody way." ”

This was the first time Hu Chunlai had participated in a 'mechanized' operation, and he felt really happy when he swept the enemy in front with the greatest firepower with his submachine gun while the car was speeding forward.

He heard Wang Feng shouting and striking the intercepted enemy with maximum firepower, and shouted while strafing the Japanese troops in front: "Tuanzao, can I speak?"

"Spicy egg, let it go if you have a fart, don't give me Sven."

"Tuanza, you don't just drive, you have to find a way to fill your submachine gun with bullets, if I run out of bullets in my hand, grab your submachine gun that is full of bullets, and I can continue to sweep the enemy with the most fierce firepower."

Wang Feng listened to Hu Chunlai, a fool who did not know how to drive, and asked him to fill the submachine gun with bullets while driving.

As long as you let go of the steering wheel for even a few seconds, you will be bumped by the potholes and fly to the side of the street in an instant.

Once the car hits the houses on both sides of the street and suddenly stops, it will be quickly surrounded by devils who are blocked by crazy fire, and if you want to escape, unless you fly out with wings, no, even if you have wings, it will be difficult to fly out of the enemy's firepower network.

Wang Feng is very aware of the unevenness of the road, and the bumps are very large, and it is very dangerous to drive a car forward, but this special combat team soldier king before crossing has experienced the cruel training of off-road vehicles and simulated war scenes of blood and fire, and his skills in mastering special road conditions and driving vehicles in war environments are extraordinary.

He grabbed the steering wheel tightly with his left hand, grabbed the submachine gun with his right hand, used his left foot to grasp the accelerator and brake, and raised his right leg to cooperate with his right hand, and struggled to reload the submachine gun with bullets.

Hu Chunlai was holding the submachine gun with all his heart, strafing the little devils who were blocking from different positions in front of the street, and suddenly the submachine gun in his hand was jammed, and he turned around sharply and asked fiercely: "Tuanzao, I asked you to fill the submachine gun, did you do it?"

Wang Feng was almost scolded by Hu Chunlai's screaming, when he saw Hu Chunlai's head bleeding down, and when it flowed on his face, Hu Chunlai thought it was sweat, and wiped a few handfuls indiscriminately, wiping a big face like a monkey's ass, and the blood was red and scary.

He handed the submachine gun that had just been filled with bullets to Hu Chunlai, and then grabbed the submachine gun that Hu Chunlai had run out of bullets in his hand, and shouted while loading the bullets: "Chunlai, find the target and shoot again, don't waste bullets, do you hear it?"

"Tuanza, didn't we bring a lot of bullets with us when we left the test shooting range, why do you feel distressed, besides, there are so many smuggling arms at the test shooting range, don't use it in vain, we will replenish it when we go back."

"Do you use your brains, although we loaded some weapons and ammunition on the car when we came, but like yours, it won't take long to run out, if we encounter a large number of devils firepower, we have no ammunition, do you really want to ask the little devils to destroy all four of us?"

"Tuanzuo, I have listened to my father's story since I was a child, in ancient wars, it was said that the soldiers and horses did not move the grain and grass first, hum, you are still the commander, I didn't expect that if we met several groups of little devils on the road, there must be more weapons and ammunition used, so prepare more ammunition in advance."

Wang Feng almost didn't catch his breath when he was asked by this little girl, but when he thought about it, what Hu Chunlai questioned was not unreasonable, but this girl didn't know what to bring in the car that had to be prepared, and saying these at this time really made Wang Feng speechless.

The little devil who carried out fire interception, watching the sedan rush over frantically, and it was very fast, jumping up and down, left and right on the uneven road, and it was impossible to eliminate Hu Chunlai, who was leaning against the right window with a submachine gun and unscrupulously spitting out flames and sweeping towards the Japanese attack.

Feng Zhiyuan, who was following closely behind Wang Feng's car, drove the car like a shadow, rushing into the smoke of the grenade explosion, and the devil who was still alive in the smoke was about to shoot after the car that rushed over, but was hit by the car that followed closely behind, and flew into the air.

Zhu Hongxi was responsible for counterattacking the Japanese troops in front and on both sides of the fire, the platoon commander of the engineer battalion of the 88th German Armament Division, who was the company commander of Wang Feng's 3rd Regiment at this time, just like Hu Chunlai in the car in front, leaning against the right window with a submachine gun, and striking the intercepted enemy with the greatest firepower.

Although he was a platoon commander of the 88th German Mechanic Division, he had never sat in a car so luxuriously today, while rushing through the enemy group quickly, he feasted his eyes on the enemy who fell under the gun in an instant, and was left behind in the blink of an eye.

Feng Zhiyuan's driving skills are not as skilled as Wang Feng, a former special combat team soldier who crossed over, especially in the rain of bullets, driving the car quickly on the uneven road surface, and from time to time because he couldn't avoid the deep crater in front of him, the car fell in and bounced up, like bungee jumping up and down, sometimes he would even leave the steering wheel bumpy hands in his hands.

Although the sedan he drove was closely behind the sedan in front of Wang Feng, in the eyes of the enemy, the route of the second car could not be said to be irregular, it could be said that there were no rules to be found.

The whole car is like a drunken madman, staggering forward, and no one knows when it will suddenly fall and never move again.

Feng Zhiyuan grabbed the steering wheel tightly with both hands, but just like that, he was still let go from time to time by the bumps, and sometimes the car suddenly bumped up and down, and his head kept hitting the roof of the car, making him dizzy.

This high-achieving student who graduated from Wuhan Huangpu School, although he learned all kinds of vehicle driving during his school years, the learning time was too short, and he was only taught by the instructor, and there was no systematic learning textbook at all.

After leaving school, he was assigned to the guard battalion of the 19th Route Army Headquarters, and never touched the car again, and was later favored by Wang Feng to stay by his side, and drove several times when he was on many missions, but he was driving without danger, which is like now walking through the rain of bullets blocked by the fire of the Japanese army, so dangerous

In particular, this road surface has been blown up by artillery shells, bombs, grenades, and grenades from both sides.

Feng Zhiyuan was quickly driven into a highly bumpy car, his bumpy stomach and intestines turned over, and his dizzy consciousness became weaker and weaker.

Just when Feng Zhiyuan was about to lose consciousness in a drowsy state, the car suddenly fell into a crater more than 30 centimeters deep, and the crazy car suddenly stopped when it bumped up and down.

If Feng Zhiyuan is sober-minded and concentrates on driving, there will be no problem with the linkage of his hands and feet, and the fast-moving car will not be suffocated to death because of a big pit in front of him that is thirty or forty centimeters deep and twenty or thirty centimeters deep.

Feng Zhiyuan was unconscious, and the sedan was lying on his stomach in a rain of bullets, and his condition was very critical.