Since 1916, the first MP16 9mm submachine gun equipped with the German ** team, this high rate of fire weapon between rifle and machine gun has been loved by the majority of German officers and soldiers, and in 1924, the MP24 submachine gun began to be equipped in large quantities in the following year to improve the MP16 in actual combat easy to jam, low rate of fire and other shortcomings, in addition to the internal structure optimization, it also uses a simple double safety structure, increase the folding stock to increase shooting comfort, 24 still use 9 mm pistol cartridges, but the stability and accuracy of shooting were greatly improved, and the effective shot was 200 meters.

In the infantry squad of the German Army, submachine guns were usually carried and used by the squad leader himself, which naturally made the first and second privates in the squad envious. However, in the German Marine Corps, each infantry squad was equipped with 2 or 3 submachine guns, which meant that one or two lucky minions would be as honorable as the non-commissioned officers.

Private Solon of the 5th Marine Division of the Imperial German Army. Pearson is one such lucky guy, he is 23 years old this year, he has been a Marine for 4 years, he was still training on his home soil when the German-American war broke out in 1924, and he finally looked forward to the end of the recruit training, but the news of the German-American armistice came from the Americas. Fortunately, the German High Command decided to conduct several medium-sized naval landing operations in the course of the next conquest of Canada, in order to capture some islands and strategic points off the coast of Canada. Piersson also had the opportunity to take part in real battles, with his footprints on Vancouver Island and the Queen Charlotte Islands in Canada.

On the night of June 18, 1928, Pearson followed his company to Vyborg, Finland, still holding the MP24 submachine gun that had accompanied him for more than 3 years, listening to the rumbling cannons, overlooking the fierce battle scene outside the city, he couldn't help but gently caress the smooth and cold body of the MP24, the iron long straight magazine at the bottom of the gun body was full of 32 bullets, in this world without **Sa. In this way, the ammunition capacity appears to be quite sufficient. Pearson's waist flanked three leather strip magazines with six spare magazines, which were the standard ammunition he usually carried with him.

This time the situation was special, so before leaving, Pearson and his companions were asked to carry as much extra ammunition as possible, so Pearson stuffed 4 boxes of paper-wrapped bullets into his backpack, a total of 200 rounds, plus 3 M24 grenades in the back waist belt, Pearson's equipment alone and grenades were more than a dozen kilograms. Together with the submachine gun itself, a kettle, dry food, etc., this body is 20 kilograms, to say the least. Luckily, the Marines were all sturdy guys, and they didn't have to walk far after disembarking from Vyborg.

Outside the city, the ferocious attack of the Russian army continued, and the battleships moored in the bay of Vyborg also kept firing at the Russian army, and the scene was very lively, and the unique sound of the German light cruiser's triple 152mm naval guns firing was particularly clear, which made Pearson feel somewhat comforted, at least his country's warships were still not far away.

"3 times in a row! Meet 3 in a row! ”

A familiar voice suddenly sounded. Pilsson reflexively jumped up from the rock on which he had just sat on the ground. Commands rang out in the streets, accompanied by the sound of some chaotic leather boots, and the soldiers in yellow-green camouflage uniforms quickly gathered at their company's assembly point.

The 3rd Company in Pearson chose to meet in front of a small shop. The wooden doors of the shops were tightly closed. I don't know if the master is hiding from the war or hiding inside. Pearson wasn't in the mood to think about it so much. He slung the MP24 strap over his right shoulder and fastened the Marines' Type 20 short-brimmed steel helmet as he walked to his usual position.

"Count the number of people in each class!" The lieutenant company commander, who always had a very clean beard, shouted at all.

Although he could see at a glance that the 10 strong men in his class had arrived. But the squad leader shouted unrelentingly:

"3 companies, 2 platoons, 2 shifts, and 2 shifts!"

1…… 2…… 3……

Pearson was fourth, so he shouted "41" in a neutral manner

At this time, the streets of the city were faintly filled with the sound of counting numbers, and after counting the number of people, the company commander stood in front of the queue, "All the company pay attention." Turn right and run forward! ”

Running with a heavy bag on his back was a painful task, but Pearson would rather be a little tired than suddenly run out of ammunition when facing enemy territory, and looking at the direction in which the company was heading, he knew that his troops were about to go into battle. The sound of cannons, gunfires, and shouts of killing became clearer with each passing second, and the flickering light of fire shone on the faces of the soldiers. Everyone's expression was so grim.

The city of Vyborg was not large, and it was not long before Pearson's company drove out of the assembly point, and in front of them there were many of the same light infantry companies of the German marines.

Less bold than heavy artillery cover when landing on the beach. Without the steel chariots in front of them, these German soldiers could only use their weapons to face the Russians who were attacking like a tide, but it was probably too early to make a conclusion about who would make whom fearful. 1 6k Suddenly, a shell that missed the target landed on the grass not far away, and the unobstructed sound wave of the explosion hit everyone's eardrums, but it was the same as all the German ** people next to it. Pearson didn't even shrink his head, and after many battles, such a scene was really not worth mentioning. During the capture of Anthony Island, one of the main islands of the Queen Charlotte Islands, Pearson's landing force was heavily shelled by a concealed artillery position of the defenders, and hundreds of people fell, which was undoubtedly the most brutal baptism Pilsson had ever experienced, and he was proud to be part of this elite unit when he witnessed the German Marines march forward and defeat the defenders completely.

After two or three minutes of further advance, the various companies began to disperse and advance to different areas, and Pearson followed his company through a small field artillery position of the Finns, where there were only three field guns and two dozen Finnish soldiers, and because of the exhaustion of ammunition, the gunners could only sit helplessly next to their artillery and watch the German soldiers rush to the front. After about 50 meters of further advance, the number of shells falling nearby increased considerably, and by the light of the explosion, Pearson was able to see the Finnish line that was under attack by the Russian army.

"The whole company entered the trench area, spread out in squads, and fought defensively!" Despite shouting hard. But the company commander's voice was interrupted from time to time by explosions. However, in this situation, the German soldiers, who had been in battle for a long time, needless to say, could roughly understand their mission. Pearson silently removed the strap of the submachine gun from his shoulder, put his left hand on the handguard, opened the folded butt with his right hand, opened the gun safety by the way, and then grasped the gun grip and pulled his index finger on the trigger.

Before entering the trenches, the bullets flew very densely, and this time the German soldiers obediently bowed their waists to minimize their bomb area. Seconds later, with the exception of a few unfortunate ones, most of the Marines in the interior along with Pearson entered the trenches dug by the Finns.

As soon as he entered the trenches, Pearson, who had trotted all the way, was still a little out of breath, but the familiar smell of gunpowder smoke and blood made him mentally enter the state of battle at once. There were already a number of Finns in the trenches firing in front of them, but there seemed to be as many corpses lying on the ground as there were still people alive, and some Russian soldiers in yellow uniforms could be faintly seen. The squad leader beckoned everyone to fire freely. The only MG17 machine gun in the squad was quickly erected and rattled in that coherent manner. This machine gun, which has been produced for 11 years, has a high rate of fire, a long range and uses a replaceable barrel. The performance was very reliable and was the main point of fire of the German infantry squad at medium and long distances.

That's when Pearson really got a chance to see what his handsomeness was like. By the light of the explosion of shells and the remaining fires on the ground, he found that the Finnish line had been built on a small gentle slope, and below it was a small tributary of the Neva River, which was only one or two meters wide, and the water was not deep or urgent, which was originally used by the locals to irrigate the large crops on the opposite side, but at this time there were many corpses of Russians and war horses floating quietly. A little further east of the river are large flat fields, the closer you get to the river. The corpses of the Russians became denser and denser, and there were three or two ownerless horses galloping wildly in the panic, and three or four hundred meters later, we could see about two or three thousand Russian soldiers marching forward in a skirmish formation, wearing the new army uniform promulgated by Empress Diana I after her accession to the throne, which looked somewhat similar to the khaki uniform of the British Army, but was actually made of cotton cloth that was good for cold protection, and wore a more ordinary dome rimless steel helmet. In the meantime, people kept falling.

Dozens of meters behind the Russian soldiers, there was a long and winding trench, that is, the Finnish army had lost its position, from which several machine guns were firing strings of dark red bullets, and Russians in yellow uniforms were constantly emerging from the darkness at the edge of the darkness, and the fire of artillery fire flashed from time to time in the distance where the outline could not be seen.

The scene did not seem to be anything special to Pyrsson and the other German soldiers, and the Russian attack did not seem to have any special features to speak of, but when a kind of flintlock era hand-beating war drums were heard, a very "characteristic" scene began to appear.

Under the sound of artillery, the very rhythmic drum beat was only faintly heard at first, and as a few flares were fired from the side of the defenders' positions and a dazzling light bloomed over the battlefield, the German officers and soldiers in the trenches were taken aback, only to see a huge rectangular phalanx slowly approaching from a distance, the distance between those Russian soldiers was about half a meter, the phalanx composed of more than 10,000 Russian soldiers was five or six hundred meters wide, and the end of the queue was hidden in the darkness so that people did not know how long it was.

The Russian soldiers marched steadily to the beat of the drums, each with a rifle with a bayonet attached, and his steel helmet trembling slightly in the constant pace. Cannonballs and bullets kept pouring into their ranks, and every second someone fell, but the place of the fallen person was quickly filled, and the scene seemed to take people back to the glorious Napoleonic era.

Pearson has never seen this kind of formation, although it feels that it should not be a product of this era at all, but there is no funny feeling in his heart, I have to say that the Russian array is very imposing, and the neat formation is easy to give people an illusion of distance, many Finnish soldiers are in a hurry to fire from 2 kilometers away, the huge array seems to be able to hit casually, and sometimes the bullets can't fly that far at all.

Pearson quietly opened the buttons of several leather bullet packs around his waist, so that it was easy to take out the magazines during the battle, the backpack was a little heavy, but most of the German soldiers did not remove them, who knows when it can block a small piece of shrapnel for itself?

Those Russian troops marching in a neat queue seem to be very accurate in their grasp of the distance, when entering the range of the opponent's machine guns, they slightly accelerated their pace, which can be known from the frequency of the drums, when the queue entered the range of the opponent's rifles, the drums stopped, and the queue suddenly erupted into a burst of "Ula" shouts, the sound of artillery and gunfire at this moment was almost completely covered by the shouts of the Russians, and I saw that the Russian soldiers were all running wildly with bayonets!

Compared with the panicked shooting of the Finnish soldiers, the quality of the German marines was reflected at this time, the soldiers responsible for firing flares provided an appropriate amount of sight for themselves at a rate of one shot per half a minute, although the light was very limited, the snipers still hunted the Russian ** officers who were armed with sabers as accurately as possible, Mauser rifles, but also fought to hit a target with one shot, only the machine gunners were more "extravagant", the formation of the Russian army was obviously not very conducive to strafing, they continued to use 2, Short shots of 3 seconds and half seconds at intervals of half a second are fired at the dense spots of the Russian army, and usually a shuttle of bullets can only hit 3 or 4 Russian soldiers.

At this time, the submachine gunners and their weapons remained in terrible silence, and one by one they clinged to the edge of the trench and watched closely at the swarming Russian soldiers like a tsunami. I don't know if it was because of the heat or tension of the battlefield, beads of sweat slowly slipped down Pearson's temples, but he didn't know it, and his right hand felt a grenade from behind him, gently unscrewed the iron cover and placed it on the trench next to him.

After running more than 1,000 meters, the Russian army did not reduce its speed, and it seemed that it was about to cross the kneeless river, at this moment, the crisp click sound on the German position was loud, in this wilderness, at a distance of more than 100 meters, the power of the 199 series submachine guns was terrifying!

Pyrsson kept repeating the action of pulling the trigger, releasing it, moving the muzzle slightly, and pulling the trigger again, and the dense firepower made the Russian army encounter unprecedented resistance by the side of the small river, and every time the German submachine gunners changed their bullets, they were able to advance more than ten or twenty meters, but as the sound of the German submachine guns broke out again, they were quickly driven back to the side of the river, and so on several rendezvous, the superior and aggressive Russian army was defeated and retreated!

The gunfire stopped, and Pearson felt his cartridge pack, a short but fierce battle that had cost him six magazines, but not a single grenade could be dropped, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down in the trench with ease, then took out the cartridge from his backpack and pressed the bullets into the empty magazine one by one.