After hearing the news, everyone had a feeling that they were all soldiers, as if a large group of soldiers with live guns and nuclear bombs could run out at any time from the side, behind them, and from any position, shouting "onboard" and rushing towards them.

Several people complained on the communicator: "It's horrible, it's like a horror movie." ”

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, but that's the truth, and it's even possible that there will be chariots to assist in the attack." Chen Ming truthfully informed several people of the situation.

"Who's special!"

"Fake!"

There was another scolding.

"You are responsible for guarding the line, and if there is a chariot, I will deal with it. Get ready for battle, gentlemen! ”

The Japanese soldiers in the distance again began to assemble.

The first to arrive at the position was still the grenadier, one of which was damaged, and only one grenadier remained, and the projected shells were no longer to be worried.

And after Chen Ming once again smashed this brave soldier into a pile of mosaics, finally no one dared to pick up that deadly weapon again.

A group of soldiers marched in a skirmish line in a cluttered crater, and the training of these soldiers was evident from the alternate cover movements.

The Japanese soldiers quickly pounced on the range of 80 meters under Roy's limited sniping, and several Garand fired alternately at Roy's signal, returning fire sporadically, allowing the Japanese troops to advance more confidently.

In their minds, from the ferocious firepower that could suppress them all from a hundred meters away, to the scattered counterattacks now, it only means one thing, that is, they can break through this position.

The two machine guns equipped by the Japanese troops were the first to start firing, and the bullets began to suppress the fire on the position from both directions, and the bullet chain dragged out of the bullet chain, connecting the positions where there might be a counterattack.

Every inch of land in front of the position was blown up by the dust and smoke of machine gun bullets, which not only made the people in the firing position dare not raise their heads, but also choked everyone and coughed again and again.

"Lone wanderer, tackle a machine gun! We're all going to die! Roy shouted at the communicator, being at the back of the position, superior to his comrades at the front in terms of vision and otherwise.

It was precisely because of this that he clearly saw that taking advantage of this short period of saturation and suppression, the Japanese soldiers had already advanced more than 20 meters.

"Yes, don't worry, Roy!"

Chen Ming searched carefully through the narrow field of vision of the sniper scope, and soon found the machine gun position exposed near the edge of a crater to the north.

This is not to say how rich Chen Ming's battlefield experience is, but the Type 96 light machine gun used by the Japanese, the tall magazine, from a place with a good field of vision, is really easy to distinguish.

Aiming at the machine gunner who was fighting Zhenghuan, he easily smashed it into pieces of meat with a single bullet.

The pressure faced by Roy and the others dropped sharply, and the firing position located near the north instantly spat out tongues of fire.

The Japanese, who were charging recklessly, were knocked over by the sudden burst of ammunition, and the rest were looking for concealment in the nearest bomb-blown crater.

Another shot was fired at the other machine gunner, and the situation was largely stabilized, and all the Japanese soldiers who charged were pinned down in an area of 40 to 60 meters.

I have to say that the quality of Roy's gang is quite good, and the shooting rate at this distance is as high as more than 90%, as long as they dare to show their heads and shoot back, they will inevitably be killed by one shot.

And Roy's performance also impressed Chen Ming, and he saw more than once that he was preparing to throw. The grenade is killed by Roy, and then several enemies are knocked out in a single explosion.

The battle was extremely fierce, probably not expecting the resistance on this position to be so stubborn, the fire so fierce, and after another charge was repulsed, the position fell into an eerie state of silence for a while.

Looking at the time, more than three hours have passed since the first bombardment, and the other side has also carried out three waves of charges in front of the position and dropped more than 30 corpses.

According to the equipment of the Japanese army, the number of enemies on the opposite side should be equal to or even less than their own, and what the other side is most likely to do now is...

"Roy, watch your north side, that building! The enemy has a high chance of calling for help, and the direction from which the reinforcements are coming is most likely to be from the north. ”

In fact, when Chen Ming reminded Roy, Roy had already made corresponding arrangements, after all, he was also a retired soldier who had been on the battlefield, and these battlefield sensitivities were still there.

They had four men to defend the northern position, and all four of them were guys with various light and heavy machine guns.

"Lone wanderer, we can take a break for a while, the Japanese won't attack so quickly, they don't even have as many of us as now." Robert's voice came over the communicator.

"And you need to pause the attack, TAC's huge recoil is not suitable for such a high-intensity battlefield! If I were you, I'd find a secondary gun. Roy suggested in a relaxed tone.

"That's right..."Another person's voice interjected, and Chen Ming could hear that this was the guy who used Bobosha: "You can go to the auction house and take a look, I actually saw someone selling a legendary StG44 that day, I really don't know who is so extravagant." ”

As soon as this person's words came out, they immediately aroused the enthusiasm of the people around him, and they began to talk about it.

"Legendary level? Yes, but I haven't heard of anything legendary. ”

"Legendary things are so easy to get."

"I have a question, Roy, can I tell me where your weapon came from?" Chen Ming interjected.

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with that, I took out a sniper on the Eastern Front, and I found out that the sniper dropped a chest full of gems, and I opened it and got this, and that's when I realized that I killed Zepp. More than that, your TAC is what we're all curious about. Roy asked Chen Ming rhetorically.

"Oh, the last time I played it was an internal test, and this time I came to let you choose a gun or a lottery, and this gun is a prize for the lottery." Chen Ming replied indifferently.

There was silence in the communicator, and only after a long time did there be a scolding.

"Oh, who's special! Lone Wanderer, did you pick up Maria's panties? Lucky to be there! The laughter and scolding went on for two full minutes.

"Okay guys, which of you told me about the auction house, how I didn't know about this thing." Chen Ming smiled helplessly, he also knew that in the context of this era, his TAC was indeed a little exaggerated.

"Oh? Don't you know? As soon as the adaptive combat is completed, the option of the auction house will appear, right next to the barracks, and the official name is called the Logistics Distribution Center. Roy was still more kind, and took the lead in explaining to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming thought about it for a while, and said helplessly: "I didn't pay attention, after the previous battle was over, I went to modify the gun, this time I went back to see, TAC is really too burdensome." ”

"Alright friends, our small talk is over, and if you guessed correctly, they're here for reinforcements." Daniel, who had been an observer, reminded him in the communicator.

In the distant woods, a faint crowd began to assemble again, and this time there were more people.

"Roy, you are in charge of the east, and I support the north, there seems to be a big guy here." Chen Ming turned the muzzle of the gun, and from the middle of the house and the ruins, he seemed to see the shadow of the chariot.

A new round of explosions rang out, still grenadiers, and this simple and lightweight weapon of little Japan was well received by all the countries that had fought with it.

Moreover, this time the explosion was larger in scope and lasted longer, and there was a great tendency to directly blow the position to the ground.

As a last resort, Chen Ming had to turn the muzzle of his gun to support the eastern defense line first, otherwise if it was blown up like this, the trench would be filled.

After killing the two grenadiers, Chen Ming quickly turned his gaze back to the north, and a small chariot, with the coordination of the infantry, drove over.

Roaring forward was the Japanese Type 97 medium tank, a small tank that was not as protective as many light tanks in World War II, despite its name.

But in Asia, it's basically invincible. In the Battle of Songhu, only the German PaK-35/36 anti-aircraft guns equipped by the Chinese army could effectively take out this thing.

And now this kind of tank appeared in front of Chen Ming's eyes with more than a dozen coordinated infantry with such a swagger.

The moment Chen Ming saw this tank, he was a little hesitant, because he didn't know how to destroy this thing.

If a high-powered bullet is used, Chen Ming can effortlessly punch the Type 97 through. However, piercing the tank in a pair does not mean that this iron lump can be incapacitated. If it doesn't deal damage to the members of the tank, one hole or ten holes will not affect the tank much.

But this kind of tank is too wastewood, Chen Ming searched all the memories in his mind, but he didn't find its structural division diagram.

You must know that at the time of the Battle of Nomenkan, the T-34, known as cannon fodder on the Eastern Front, was directly run over by the Type 97.

While Chen Ming was thinking, the 97 Zhongzhan that was regarded as a target took the lead in power.

The 7.7 mm machine gun fired a chain of light that swept directly across the front of the position, and the smoke from the storm made the front of the position a mess.

Subsequently, the 57 mm short-barreled artillery, a high-explosive shell fell on the position in an arc, this shell was much more powerful than the previous grenadier shells, and several people defending in the north were forced to retreat to the anti-artillery position, and could only call for support loudly in the communicator.

Chen Ming no longer hesitated, replaced with an armor-piercing high-explosive shell, and aimed at the right side of the turret with a shot.

Although the detailed structure is not very clear, Chen Ming still remembers the four members of this thing, and the position he attacked was either a gunner or a commander, and no matter how he hit, he would hit someone.

The 12.7 mm anti-materiel weapon really lives up to its name, plus this tank is too wasteful. Chen Ming fired a shot, the bullet instantly crossed a distance of several hundred meters, and made a thumb-thick hole on the right side of the turret, and the tank drove forward less than three meters before stopping, first from the hole there was a trace of flames, and in a moment there was a roar, the turret was directly lifted to a height of three or four meters, and countless sparks popped out of the remaining hull like fireworks. After a few more seconds, the explosions stopped, and only the flames of two meters high were burning.

Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "This can hit the ammunition and cause a martyrdom, my luck seems to be really good." ”

But in any case, the system prompt is not deceiving: your armor-piercing high-explosive shell hits the 97 Medium Combat ammunition depot, the 97 Medium Combat is destroyed, and the rating will be settled after the battle.

The infantry who coordinated the attack were all stunned in place, completely unaware of how the chariot they relied on was killed, and in the moment they were stunned, Roy had already killed three guys who were stunned in place.

The rest scattered, each looking for cover, which caused most of the others' follow-up attacks to fail.

By the time everyone repelled the fifth wave of attacks, six hours had passed.

The increasing intensity of the attacks made everyone tired, and in these attacks, three others were slightly injured, but fortunately it did not hinder the subsequent battle.

Seeing that there were still nearly 30 hours to go, everyone was not as confident as at the beginning of the war.