"Da Da Da"

The sound of machine gun fire rang out, and the unconscious Sun Weiguo immediately woke up, followed by five bullets quickly passing over his head.

As an outstanding special soldier, Sun Weiguo, who woke up, quickly and vigilantly swept the situation around the week.

There were more than 20 people around Sun Weiguo, some of them were wearing military uniforms, some were wearing ordinary people's clothes, and in front of the position, there were more than 10 corpses.

In the distance, on the sheep intestine path, thirteen soldiers wearing the yellow uniforms of the Japanese army are attacking the place.

"Sun Weiguo, what the hell are you doing in a daze, hurry up and press the bullet!"

At the same time that Sun Weiguo was shocked to find out, a soldier wearing the gray uniform of the Eighth Route Army next to him kicked Sun Weiguo on the ass hard.

That is, a few yellow bullets slipped from Sun Weiguo's broken pocket, and Sun Weiguo found that he was holding an antique-level Type 38 rifle in his hand.

Before Sun Weiguo could say anything, a bullet flew quickly from a distance, and the bullet accurately hit the forehead of the soldier in military uniform.

Bright red blood flowed down the soldier's forehead, and the smell of blood and gunsmoke filled the air.

In the distance, nine dressed Japanese soldiers alternated cover, and they kept approaching the improvised position.

"Damn, I'm stupid, hurry up and press the bullet, the little devil is coming up." A middle-aged man armed with a shell gun shouted at Sun Weiguo.

At this time, Sun Weiguo had roughly guessed that he was blown unconscious by a cannonball in the middle of a mission, and this cannonball carried him from later generations to the anti-Japanese battlefield decades ago.

Sun Weiguo, who is familiar with this period of history, is naturally aware of the suffering brought to China by the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders, and since he has come here, Sun Weiguo naturally wants to give full play to his greatest ability to bring a painful blow to these Japanese devils who invaded China.

Hurriedly pressed five yellow bullets onto the magazine, and Sun Weiguo quickly installed the magazine on the rifle.

Holding his rifle in his right hand, Sun Weiguo aimed the rifle crosshair at the helmet of a Japanese soldier on the sheep intestine trail four hundred meters away.

The Japanese soldier was wielding a crooked light machine gun to fire at the position, and five bullets were constantly coming towards the position.

The fire on the improvised position was completely suppressed, and occasionally the soldiers who showed their bodies would be hit by bullets and fall to the ground in pain.

Sun Weiguo watched the already weak rifle fire on the position being suppressed by machine guns, and when he saw nine Japanese soldiers with rifles alternately covering closer, his brows furrowed tightly, he knew that if the stalemate continued, the remaining twenty people on the improvised position would die here.

"Rifleman, take out the light machine gun for me!" The middle-aged man with a shell gun shouted with an angry face.

Several soldiers with rifles ventured to raise their heads and attack the light machine gun shooters on the trail.

Bullets were fired at the light machine gun shooter, but not a single bullet hit the Japanese shooter because of the distance.

Nine Japanese riflemen who alternately advanced and attacked began to shoot one after another, and bullets were accurately aimed at these exposed soldiers.

Before the two soldiers could lower their heads, they were shot through their heads.

Sun Weiguo took a deep breath, he raised the watch frame back, and moved the vernier in the watch frame upward, and then he notched the rifle and aimed the crosshair at the same time at the small red sun on the steel helmet of the Japanese light machine gun shooter.

"Don't waste bullets...... The middle-aged man saw that Sun Weiguo wanted to shoot, and he immediately shouted loudly.

Sun Weiguo didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man next to him, and his right index finger pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet quickly broke away from the chamber and struck at the steel helmet of the Japanese shooter on the sheep intestine trail 400 meters away.

It just so happened that the Japanese shooter saw Sun Weiguo with his head exposed, and he just wanted to shoot five point shots at Sun Weiguo.

But just as his index finger was about to be pulled, the bullet pierced the steel helmet, and the Japanese shooter fell to the ground limply.

The machine gun assistant shooter on the side saw that the shooter was killed, he quickly pushed the shooter away, and controlled the light machine gun to fire a burst of fire at Sun Weiguo.

Seven or eight bullets came at Sun Weiguo, but Sun Weiguo had already dodged.

The soldiers on the improvised position looked at Sun Weiguo one after another, their faces full of shocked expressions.

The middle-aged man holding the shell gun was stunned for a moment, and then slapped Sun Weiguo on the shoulder.

"Good marksmanship!"

Sun Weiguo pulled the bolt of the gun and loaded a new bullet, killing the Japanese shooter, causing the anger of the remaining Japanese soldiers.

Light machine guns and rifles fired at improvised positions, and bullets rained down.

After a round of fire from nine Japanese riflemen, the three-person group divided into three groups and quickly alternated cover and advanced towards the position.

The Japanese light machine guns at a distance of 400 meters also took the opportunity to advance, this was a squad of Japanese soldiers, and they were very skilled in each other's tactical cooperation.

Sun Weiguo moved two meters to the side with his waist bent, and he quietly poked his head out to check the situation of the Japanese army.

Seeing that the three Japanese soldiers were setting up light machine guns, Sun Weiguo quickly aimed his guns at the secondary shooter of the light machine guns again.

With a "snap", Sun Weiguo pulled the trigger again, the gunshots rang out, and the co-shooter, who was setting up the light machine gun, leaned and fell to the ground.

"Okay, good fight, Sun Weiguo, you are good." When the middle-aged man saw Sun Weiguo kill the light machine gun shooter with one shot again, he danced with joy.

Several soldiers with rifles around looked at Sun Weiguo one after another, with expressions of adoration on their faces.

There are thirteen people in a squad of the Japanese army, four of whom are in charge of a Taisho 11 type light machine gun (crooked light machine gun), these four Japanese soldiers include a commander, the main and auxiliary marksman, and the ammunition man, at this time Sun Weiguo killed the two main and deputy marksmen, and the light machine gun commander with a saber controlled the light machine gun, and frantically fired at the improvised position to suppress the firepower on the position.

The three Japanese battle groups were under the leadership of the Japanese squad leader, covering each other's advance, and they were less than 200 meters away from the position at this time.

All nine Japanese riflemen lay on the ground and cooperated with light machine guns to strike at the ground with the whole squad.

After a frenzied burst of fire, nine Japanese soldiers quickly ran towards the position.

The light machine gun commander controlled the crooked light machine gun to still fire three bursts at the position to suppress the fire on the position.

Sun Weiguo judged the direction of the light machine gun's fire, he quickly raised his head and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the light machine gun commander again.

With a "snap", the gunshots rang out, and the light machine gun commander immediately fell to the ground, and bright red blood continued to flow from his forehead.

The light machine gun ammunition man was stunned for a moment, he probably didn't expect that his opponent would have such a powerful marksman.

When the ammunition man reacted and was about to control the light machine gun shooting, Sun Weiguo had already pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger.

The gunfire fell, and the four Japanese soldiers in charge of the light machine gun were all dealt with by Sun Weiguo in the blink of an eye.