Cannonballs landed in the dense reeds and flew into the air with mud and reeds.

Lu Yuan ran forward in the reeds, his teeth gritting, as if he was going to bite someone's neck off, he didn't know how many people would be killed, but he knew clearly that they could hold on, even if they paid a heavy price, but they really held on.

His target is the enemy's small mountain artillery, although the power and heavy artillery cannot be compared, but it is light, and the distance is close, it is more accurate, he doesn't want his comrades to be fighting, suddenly a cannonball came to his side, and then the crying father who was blown up called his mother.

"Hit!"

Xie Guji was roaring, he saw that the cannon had just stopped, and the devil had already rushed within a hundred meters, he knew that it was impossible for the soldiers on the front line to hear his voice, but his roar still almost broke his throat,

"Fight, sweep the devils on this side of the reeds, and drive them to the middle!"

Hu Lijun roared wildly, the gunshots shook the sky, all the scum turned into hungry tigers at this moment, facing the hungry wolves that pounced, so close to the distance, the devils were so dense, as long as their bullets did not hit the sky, there was always a harvest.

"Kill......"

All the Sichuan troops are roaring, the guns are roaring, and on the position, bullets are flying wildly!

The devils who rushed to the front fell one after another, and the devils who wanted to open the gap from the side of the reeds suddenly suffered heavy losses, and this firepower was more than twice as powerful as they expected!

However, the combat quality of the Japanese army is by no means just talk.

In a very short period of time, they were divided into four or five squads, attacking forward, dispersing the firepower of the scum, and the heavy troops, still concentrated on the side of the reeds, rushed forward, obviously they were sure that the **** side lacked heavy weapons, and wanted to open a breakthrough from this side.

"The fifth, this is to avenge the six Mazi!" Yang Zongshun was muttering, and then changed places to aim at the next devil.

"I'm **** mother!"

"I'll your sister......"

Wang Ma Zhu and the monkey spirit did not forget to greet the women of the little devil's family every time they fired a shot, and they had very, very deep resentment towards women.

"Let you rob us of our food, so that Lao Tzu doesn't have buns to eat!"

The cow pimple is also scolded when he puts a shot, which is much more elegant, but the hatred is stronger, only those who have been hungry know how terrible it is to be hungry.

On the battlefield, there was a lot of scolding, if the battle competition was not only about killing, the Sichuan army was estimated to be able to scold the Japanese army to death.

Hu Lijun didn't speak, just put the gun, he was the chief, the devil opposite, in front of the foreign state, he wanted to maintain the majesty of the chief, and he couldn't let the devil laugh - China is a **** country, a country of etiquette, and you must have quality!

"What should I do—I'm not a machine gunner anymore!"

The big bear exploded in the trench and collapsed in a hurry, watching his comrades around him fight bravely to kill the enemy but he could only wait, he felt that this was even more aggrieved than others eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he could only look at the drooling.

"Wait, the devil is not close enough, the road is far away and the gun has not been fired, this Czech style is the only heavy firepower of our company, and it can't be exposed too early!"

Hu Lijun yelled, looked at Erlian and said: "Jiao Dapeng's bastard has Makqin and now he knows that he is not in a hurry to come out and use it, you have learned from me for so long, haven't you learned as much as him?" ”

“…… We learned to run away with the company commander, haha......"

The monkey spirit originally wanted to say this, but then was preempted by a scumbag, rolled his eyes angrily, and then glared at the guy fiercely, but the guy couldn't laugh anymore, and suddenly a hole appeared in his chest, and then he seemed to be tired, and lay on the trench softly, and the blood spread on the wet ground and melted into the ground.

Lu Yuan was running wildly, forward, looking for a suitable shooting range from the dense reeds, he didn't dare to get too close to the outside, that would only become a live target, but in the criss-crossing reeds, it was too difficult to find a slightly open line of sight.

Knee-deep in mud beneath his feet, he stumbled and found that he could see the position outside from the roots of the reed jungle.

He got down, raised his gun, and took aim.

Empty, empty!

The devil's advance had exceeded his current position, and he could see more clearly the mobile mountain artillery squad in groups of three, some people were responsible for measuring and aiming, some were adjusting the firing accuracy, and some were specially reloading shells.

In the sound of empty shells, Lu Yuan could see the flesh and blood of the Sichuan army being blown up, crying for his father and mother.

His eyes were cold, his heart was calm, and there was no emotional fluctuation, as if he was not looking at the vicious devil, the enemy, but the lifeless target in the shooting range.

A good shooter, the most important thing is not how accurate he hits, but to control his emotions, emotional fluctuations are too great, the first shot may hit, but the next few shots, the hit rate will plummet.

Bang!

On the opposite position, a shell landed accurately into the trench, and a beggar-like soldier stood up covered in blood before falling.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of the gunner's mouth, and the smile was cruel, but they themselves never felt that way - in their opinion, the Chinese people are on the same level as pigs and sheep, and what is there to be cruel about killing pigs and slaughtering sheep?

They are looking for their next target, ready to continue slaughtering pigs and sheep.

Poof......

On the ground seven or eight meters away, a tent of mud suddenly splashed, and several gunners were slightly taken aback, and then laughed: "Stray bullets...... Our troops have already attacked, and they don't have time to pay attention to us, not to mention, their guns can't hit so far at all! ”

So, continue the methodical measurement, reloading.

If there were old devils by their side, the hairs would stand on end, it was a standard test bullet, to test the wind speed and all the effects on the bullet, only the deadliest sniper would do this, and encountering such a sniper was like writing his name on the life book of Hades.

It's dead.

Woohoo!

Lu Yuan continuously pulled the trigger, retracted the shell, and then pulled the trigger, mechanically, cold-blooded.

A gunner fell, and the measurement next to him looked, and then his brain suddenly spurted out of his brain, and the devil next to him screamed, but blood began to rush from his neck.

The rest of the people screamed and tried to run, and then one by one they were knocked down, and one of the two devils of the mountain artillery squad escaped, and his luck was good enough to fall and dodge the bullet that should have broken his head into a rotten watermelon.

At the same time as the gunshot rang out, dozens of devils close to the reeds had already pounced fifty meters in front of the position of the third company, and were screaming and pounced.

The pimple was also roaring, but he forgot to put on his bayonet, and it was estimated that when he pounced, he was going to burn the devil with the hot barrel.

Qu Feng clenched the bayonet in one hand and the magazine in the other, and his palms were wet and he didn't know whether it was cold sweat or water.

Jiao Dapeng was looking at this side, scolding the waste, in his opinion, it was a foregone conclusion that the devil would break through the position of the third company.

Then the sound of gunfire came from the depths of the reeds. The big bear, which had been waiting for a long time, scurried out of the trench like a bull in heat. The monster shouted: "Finally, it's Lao Tzu's turn......"

In the midst of the roar, the Czech roared in his arms!

The scum who opened the posture and seemed to be ready to fight with bayonets screamed and fell down, pulled the trigger, and the gunfire became a one, and the strange laughter was like snatching a lollipop from the hands of a child, and they were extremely arrogant and proud.