"With so many bullets at once, I don't know how many devils we killed." A heavy machine gun shooter of the 173rd Regiment said that the 173rd Regiment was also Yu Guangliang's Regiment.

He said this to the shooter of the adjacent battalion, who looked significantly stronger and burlier than the average soldier.

The ammunition base of the heavy machine gun of the national army is 1,000 rounds per day, but only 10,000 rounds are given a month, and if these 10,000 rounds are not saved, they can be used very quickly, and you must know that the heavy machine gun can shoot hundreds of rounds in one minute.

In that burst of fire just now, the heavy machine gun shooter fired more than 600 bullets, which would have been counted as two days of bullets, and he really made him feel a little distressed.

In addition, although the heavy machine gun positions are generally set farther away from the front line, they have fired half of the base number of bullets without even knowing where the Japanese troops are, which is also an experience that has never been experienced.

At this time, the shooter of the 173rd Regiment seemed to be a little strange from the shooter of the battalion directly under the family, because the other party was wearing an officer's uniform, and it was the first time he had seen an officer act as a heavy machine gun shooter.

"We are rarely wrong." The simple-looking machine gun shooter replied very quietly and then fell silent.

Less talk is his characteristic, because he was originally called Hanzi.

Hanzi wore an officer's uniform because his current military rank was captain, and after the quartermaster department became a direct battalion, he naturally had to follow the rules of the regular army.

The management of the directly subordinate battalion has its own set of systems, and at the beginning, Huo Xiaoshan only wrote a roster of people at the head level of the directly subordinate battalion and sent it to the theater command, so he got the corresponding military uniform.

Directly under the battalion, the whole theater of scorpions - the only one, even if Huo Xiaoshan has a battalion of 400 people, even if he reports a hundred officers, no one will care about them.

However, at this time, although Hanzi was wearing an officer's uniform, his simple and simple expression and few words made the shooter of the 173rd Regiment lose his awe of the officer, so he said: "This brother, what about your original machine gunner? ”

"Who's talking to, sir?" Hanzi's secondary shooter was not happy.

"They are all brothers, and there are no chiefs." Hanzi said it very kindly, so Hanzi's secondary shooter glared at the friendly machine gunner who didn't know how to respect the commander and was silent.

"What original machine gunner?" Hanzi didn't quite understand the words of the soldiers of the 173rd Regiment.

"The original machine gunner is the original machine gunner, isn't it——, or how did you play with a heavy machine gun as an officer?" The shooter of the 173 regiment voiced his confusion.

In today's national army, heavy machine gun shooters are always the most respected by other soldiers.

There are two reasons for this, one is that the heavy machine gun provides fire support to the soldiers, and the importance of the heavy machine gun, which can also be called a heavy weapon, is obvious to the Chinese army, which lacks artillery.

Another reason is that the death rate of heavy machine gun shooters is very high, and it is precisely because of the threat posed by heavy machine guns to the Japanese army that large Japanese aircraft, artillery, and tank grenadiers are staring at it.

At the same time, because of this, in most battles with the Japanese army, the heavy machine gun positions of the Nationalist army were generally difficult to escape.

"I always fired heavy machine guns, and few heavy machine gunners in our direct battalion were killed." Hanzi then understood what the friendly soldier meant, and explained.

"How is this possible?" The shooters of the 173rd Regiment were not convinced, because he himself had only been a heavy machine gun shooter for a short time, and according to his own knowledge as a veteran, ten of their company's heavy machine guns had been damaged by the Japanese, and fourteen machine gun shooters had been killed.

The death rate of this machine gun shooter is no less than that of the soldiers charging in front, and the heavy machine gun is very important, and the people who can use it well are veterans, so this is the main reason why the heavy machine gunner is respected in the army.

At present, China's industrial base is weak, and it can't even build automobiles, so it will be bullied by Japan, which is not first-class in industry, and it is nothing.

But fortunately, the Chinese themselves can imitate the Markeqin machine gun, and the production rate can be slightly higher than the speed of loss in battle, which can be regarded as a thing that makes the Chinese talk about the best.

Hanzi looked at the heavy machine gun shooter of the 173rd Regiment who was surprised and inexplicable, but this time he figured it out, so he said simply: "Our direct battalion generally does not have a hard top with devils." ”

It's just that as soon as he said this, the shooter was even more surprised, so he blurted out and asked, "Generally not hard topped?" Then you don't fight positional warfare with devils? And how many devils can you kill with this heavy machine gun?! ”

No wonder he had this question, because he really didn't believe it.

The soldiers of the Central Army have a sense of superiority compared to other troops, not to mention that he is also a member of the 74th Army, which is known as the Tiger Ben in the Battle of the National Army.

However, this shooter also knew that the battalion directly under the family was not chaff, and heard that his regiment commander and the battalion commander of the battalion directly under the family were brothers who had slept in the board shop (they were all soldiers who spread falsehoods, and they didn't know that Huo Xiaoshan's special training class at that time slept in their own beds).

So he was already very polite to Hanzi in words, and if he was in other troops, he was definitely an anti-aircraft machine gun shooter, and his eyes never looked at the sky.

"Who knows how many devils you will kill, but it can be verified." Hanzi said, he naturally knew the relationship between Huo Xiaoshan and Yu Guangliang, that time Huo Xiaoshan was mistakenly arrested by Yu Guangliang's soldiers, and he also knocked down the guards and rushed in to carry people.

Because he knew the relationship between the two commanders, it was rare that the soldiers of the 173rd Regiment did not have the usual bullish appearance of the soldiers of the Central Army, and Hanzi was willing to say a few more words to him.

After all, Hanzi is just Han, but he is not a clay man without any joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

"How do you verify it?" The machine gun shooter asked.

"Look at the devil's plane bombing, stupid." Hanzi's sub-shooter finally couldn't help but reply.

The shooter of the 173rd regiment made people laugh embarrassedly, no wonder people said that they were stupid.

If there are many devils killed, the devils will naturally retaliate, then the bombing will be very fierce, and the little devils will hold grudges!

And at this moment, the cannon sounded, and of course, it can be said that the retaliation of the Japanese army began.

All the shooters, sub-marksmen, and ammunition men on the heavy machine gun positions all lay down to watch the artillery fire, and they even expected the Japanese artillery fire to come more violently for the first time, because then it would prove that the trick they used to kill a lot of little devils across the mountains would be killed.

Seeing the smoke and dust on the battlefield rising again, it was soon shrouded in the earthy red smoke.

"It's much harder than the first shelling! There must be no shortage of devils! The shooters of the 173 regiment shouted excitedly at the rumbling explosions.

The rest of the soldiers also shouted excitedly, and the Japanese couldn't see them at all, and naturally they couldn't hear their shouts, so they could cheer loudly.

This is also the happiest time for them to fire heavy machine guns, and is there anything more exciting than being able to provide fire support to their brothers and directly destroy the attacking Japanese army?

It's just that at this time, Hanzi was the only one looking at the smoke-filled position, but there was worry in his eyes.

As soon as the Japanese bombing stopped, the planes came again.

The comparison between what seemed like a violent shelling and the explosion of an aerial bomb becomes pediatric again, because the latter causes even more visual impact!

A red storm seemed to blow on the hill ahead, and the dust and fog from the rising explosion could no longer even see the outline of the summit.

There was even a bomb that exploded close to them, smashing a fist-sized rock and smashing it into the bullet box behind the heavy machine gunners who were observing the battle, making a "bang" sound.

When the Japanese plane flew away, the shooter of the 173rd Regiment said to Hanzi again: "Believe your words, the devil must have been hurt by us!" ”

"It's not a normal pain, it's a lot of pain." Hanzi's sub-shooter said, "When the devils retaliate normally, they bombed first and then shelled, but this time they shelled first without waiting for the planes to come, obviously it hurts!" ”

The shooter of the 173rd regiment acquiesced in his statement and did not refute it, but he saw that Hanzi was still looking at the position in front of him with concern at this time, which confused him again, so he asked Hanzi again: "Why aren't you happy?" I believe that this time we killed a lot of devils with heavy machine guns! ”

"Our boss is on top of the observation post." Hanzi said, but he felt that he still needed to explain a little more, so he added: "No one except him can calculate the parameters of our heavy machine gun shooting."

In addition, we will have to shift positions if we fight again, and the devils didn't expect that we would hit them with overshoot shots, and they should understand what was going on if they died again. ”

"You know what? This is also the reason why the heavy machine guns of our battalion are rarely killed! Hanzi's sub-shooter added proudly. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.