Seeing a brother named the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment die tragically under the muzzle of the little devil, and then thinking of the tragic death of his brother Dacheng, Dapeng was even more furious, and after turning the muzzle, he pulled the trigger towards the most dense area of the little devil.

The rate of fire was still not controlled, and the firepower was still maximized and violent, so that it was too late for the deputy on the side to pick up the bullet belt and connect the bullet belt.

Dapeng fell into a demonic daze, and he rose to kill, his mouth continued to let out roars and roars like beasts, with a face of indifference and slaughter, and there was no trace of other emotional color in his eyes when he looked at the little devil except for endless killing intent.

However, what Dapeng didn't notice was that as he pulled the trigger without stopping, the barrel of the Maxim heavy machine gun in front of him had begun to heat up and slowly turned red.

Eventually, it was as red as a soldering iron that had been burned in the middle of a charcoal fire.

It's just that Dapeng is still in the devil of slaughtering little devils, and he doesn't know about it.

"Roc!"

The deputy on the side finally only cared about the bullet belt at first, and did not think too much about it, and naturally did not notice the red and hot barrel of the heavy machine gun; When he reacted and saw it, he let out a loud shout directly at the Dapeng who was still controlling the heavy machine gun on the side.

It's a pity that his reminder was still a little too late, just after his explosion fell, only a loud "bang" was heard, and the Makqin heavy machine gun finally couldn't withstand the high temperature of the barrel and exploded directly.

"Ahh

The heavy machine gun exploded, and countless fragments exploded in all directions, and Dapeng was the first to bear the brunt of the heavy machine gun, his hands were directly blown off by his wrists, and his fingers and palms were completely blown into a cloud of blood mist; His body and head were also cut by several shrapnel, and his flesh turned outward and blood flowed, and he also fell directly after letting out a terrible scream.

He did not die at the guns of the little devils, but under the heavy machine guns he controlled; It's sad and a pity.

Because the deputy dodged in time, after realizing that the situation was wrong, he fell directly down, and he only suffered some skin trauma, which was not a major problem.

Just when he raised his head, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Roc!"

Looking at Dapeng's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but roar, with anger and loneliness on his face, and there were a few wisps of dead ashes in his eyes.

He has a very good relationship with Dapeng, otherwise he wouldn't have come over to him as his deputy in the first place.

The heavy machine gun had been blown up, so he picked up his own medium rifle again, loaded it, and began to shoot the little devil.

Not only to avenge the Roc and the brothers who died in battle, but also to defend this position and defend their responsibilities and missions!

However, the three battalions of the 303rd Regiment only had a total of two heavy machine guns, one of which was scrapped at the moment, and only one was still spraying angry tongues of fire, and the firepower suddenly weakened by a few chips.

The little devil seems to be very good at seizing the opportunity, taking advantage of the weakening of the firepower of the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment, the little devil suddenly intensified, and he was even more crazy and desperate to kill the position of the 303rd Regiment; The roaring and roaring, as well as the firing and charging, seemed to be in one go without pause.

However, because there was no aiming, and because the officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment were all hiding behind bunkers and in trenches, the shooting of the little devil did not achieve much effect.

However, even so, with strong firepower, they completely suppressed the officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment, so that they did not dare to raise their heads to shoot unscrupulously.

In this way, they also achieved the results they needed.

"! Beat Lao Tzu, beat hard, and kill all the little devils raised by these bitches! ”

Wang Dalong, the commander of the 303rd Regiment, had a gloomy face, his brows furrowed, and he gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

During the shouting, he kept pulling the pistol in his hand.

The army of little devils pressed the border, and Wang Dalong knew that it would be difficult to resist his charge with the three hundred brothers of the third battalion of their 303rd Regiment alone, but he did not show the slightest fear on his face, and some only had angry expressions on his face.

There will be a heart of death, and there will be no greed for life; Wang Dalong, the commander of the 303rd Regiment, is like this at this moment, and the officers and soldiers under his command also have no fear, all of them are like tigers out of the cage; change the bullet, pull the bolt, push the bullet to load, pull the trigger to shoot; The officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment seemed to have entered a state of selflessness at this moment, and there were only little devils rushing towards them in their eyes, and a pair of red and bloodthirsty eyes sprayed undisguised killing intent at this moment, increasing the speed of the attack to the fastest.

As soldiers, they have no choice, and the Horse Leather Shroud is the final destination of every soldier, and it is also their highest glory.

Defend this position to the death, even if you are destined to be unable to stop the little devils, but you must give them a head-on blow before they set foot here.

The officers and men of the 303rd Regiment burst out with surging fighting spirit at this moment, raising their firepower to the maximum, no longer making the slightest reservation, and in a moment's effort, countless little devils screamed and fell on the road of the charge, either dead or seriously injured.

But the number of little devils was too many, and the officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment seemed to be unable to completely suppress their charge.

As the distance narrowed further, even if these little devils did not deliberately aim, they could still easily aim at the officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment at a short distance of thirty or forty meters.

With the blood of the officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the 303rd Regiment splashed on the battlefield, their firepower was constantly weakening, and the little devils were even more crazy.

Under the advantages of one another, all of a sudden, they completely fell into passivity.

The officers and men of the 3rd Battalion of the 303rd Regiment were all heroes, and the death of their comrades beside them did not frighten them, but made them more and more crazy.

"Yo Si! These people are dying, let's continue to rush, kill the chicken! ”

The position guarded by the officers and soldiers of the 303rd Regiment was in front of them, and the distance was less than fifty meters, and it didn't even take a breath to kill them and level them.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang-"

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da-"

However, at this moment, a new force seemed to have joined the position of the 303rd Regiment, and all of a sudden the gunfire was loud, and the firepower was raised by more than one notch.

The little devil couldn't reach it, and suddenly suffered a big loss, and in an instant, dozens of little devils fell in a pool of blood; And all of them were the little devils who were at the forefront of the charge and posed the greatest threat to the positions of the 303rd Regiment.

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(End of chapter)