Chapter 6 Let the Bullets Fly for a While
Long Xiaotian strode away. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info said that it was walking, and it was faster than the average person to run. After advancing five miles, he suddenly stopped and looked ahead.
A Japanese cordon appeared in front of them, and they were on standby, and a reinforced squad of Japanese soldiers was loaded with live ammunition, mounted machine guns and grenadiers, lying in the improvised fortifications and looking around.
"It's really strange, it's far away from the Japanese attack position, why did the Japanese army appear?" Long Xiaotian muttered to himself.
He didn't really know why. Due to the extensive use of movement warfare by the 31st Army, which sent small units to attack the flanks of the Japanese army, the Japanese army suffered heavy losses and had to expand the cordon to protect the rear of the main position.
Long Xiaotian wants to destroy this class, even if it is daytime, he can do it. However, he wanted to directly attack the Japanese troops on the east bank of the Chi River, so he bent down and ran quickly, keeping his eyes fixed on the Japanese soldiers in charge of the lookout. Seeing that he turned his face around, he immediately hid behind a tree, sometimes lying on the ground, and his camouflage uniform blended into the hillside, and was not discovered by the Japanese soldiers. He jumped over a creek and quickly crossed the cordon.
A Japanese soldier who was watching said to the squad leader, "Yamaguchi-kun, I seem to have seen a man running over just now!" ”
"I saw it too, but it was a rabbit, a very big rabbit. If it weren't for the mission, I would have liked to grab it and eat it beautifully. Squad leader Yamaguchi smiled.
The voice a few hundred meters away was naturally heard by Long Xiaotian, and he thought, good boy, I still want to eat my meat, and I will clean you up when the master comes back.
Gurgling, a clearer sound of heavy machine-gun fire was heard ahead. Long Xiaotian sped up and ran to the bottom of a hillside.
On the top of the hillside, there were four Japanese Type 92 heavy machine guns, and the bullets were sprinkled on the opposite bank like splashing water, and the powerful firepower suppressed the Gui army and did not dare to raise its head easily. The Japanese squad leader brandished his knife and pointed in the direction of the shot, shouting: "Shoot, shoot!" ”
Running forward for a mile, a distance of a thousand meters, Long Xiaotian stopped, picked up the gun and aimed at the squad leader, thought about it, and aimed at a machine gun shooter, just about to pull the trigger, he saw the fire snake spewing out of the muzzle, and had an idea. He closed the safe, scrambled his gun, and pulled out his Walter pistol and shell gun.
This Volter was from Germany and shot particularly accurately and with a silencer.
Long Xiaomao ran up the hill with his waist on his back. The devils on the battlefield all faced forward, and they didn't pay attention to their backs at all. Long Xiaotian lifted Walter, pulled the trigger, poof, made a slight sound, and a bullet flew towards a Japanese soldier outside, hitting the back of the heart. The Japanese army suddenly moved forward. Due to the loud sound of heavy machine gun fire, no other Japanese troops noticed it.
Long Xiaotian was unceremonious, and shot again and again, killing seven people. The Japanese finally found him, quickly picked up their rifles, and tried to return fire.
Long Xiaotian shook the shell gun, killed the team leader with one shot, and then shot while running, and when he ran to the top of the mountain, only three machine gunners were left, hiding behind sandbags, and all of them were killed. In less than a few minutes, a platoon of heavy machine guns was reimbursed.
Looking at the four heavy machine guns, Long Xiaotian called up the shooting information in his mind, immediately grasped it, pursed his lips and smiled, squatted in front of the second one, looked at the scope, turned the handwheel, pressed the barrel down, held the grip with both hands, pressed the iron with two thumbs, and fired at the Japanese troops under the hillside. Gurgling, dozens of 7 and 7mm bullets were fired out in more than ten seconds.
The Japanese troops by the river were defenseless, and suddenly four or five devils were hit in the back and fell on the fortifications.
Long Xiaotian took the thirty loaded bullet plates and pressed them, and pressed the trigger again. After a few minutes, they are very proficient, and one person can operate faster than two people.
Commanding the Japanese troops by the river was squadron leader Shoji Asano. Just now, he was proudly watching the Gui Jun on the opposite side being hit by heavy machine guns and not daring to show his head, when suddenly all four heavy machine guns stopped. He didn't care, thinking it was a replacement of the bullet plate or barrel. Who knew that after a while, his soldier was shot in the back.
Asano Shoji looked back at the hillside and saw a man shooting at the Japanese army. He felt that something was wrong, picked up the binoculars and observed, and found that the shooter was not a Japanese soldier, nor did it look like the Gui army, but it was definitely an enemy.
Immediately afterward, a string of bullets came straight at him, hitting the dirt road and splashing a cloud of dust. Asano Shoji hurriedly ran away, but he was still hit on the calf, and the blood flowed. He crawled to the edge of a stone wall, furious, and wondered how a Chinese soldier could break through the cordon and capture a heavy machine-gun position of dozens of people.
Shigeru Nakai, the squad leader who acts as a reserve, hurriedly runs over with a paramedic who urgently bandages Asano's wounds.
Shigeru Nakai asked very strangely, "Captain Asano, what the hell is going on?" How could Yamaguchi shoot his own people? "Yamaguchi was the commander of the Japanese heavy machine gun on the hillside.
Asano reprimanded: "Bastard. Don't you see? On the hillside were the Shina soldiers. You hurry up and kill him with your squad. It's better to capture him alive, I'm going to kill him with a thousand knives. ”
Shigeru Nakai waved his hand, and a small group of Japanese soldiers followed him and pounced on the hillside.
At this time, the ghost soldiers who were shooting towards the west bank also realized that something was wrong, and in a burst of confusion, they turned around one after another. It's just that there is no cover behind, and they are all shot by Long Xiaotian.
After getting rid of the Japanese troops in front, Long Xiaotian immediately turned his gun and shot at the Japanese troops on the left and right, and the Japanese troops on the east bank of the river were all disrupted. Some of them ran out of the fortifications with a scream and were wiped out by the Gui army on the other side.
Shigeru Nakai commanded three squads of Japanese troops to surround the hillside from three directions and advance covertly.
Long Xiaotian naturally saw the attacking enemy, and lifted a heavy machine gun with one hand and put it in one direction, with an ammunition box next to it.
Asano Shoji kept holding the telescope to observe, and when he saw Long Xiaotian easily lifting a heavy machine gun of more than 100 catties with one hand, he was shocked and scolded fiercely: "There are also strong men in the sick man of East Asia!" ”
At this time, on the other side of the Chi River, in a shelter department, Huang Liansheng, the commander of the 412th Brigade of the Gui Army, saw the Japanese army on the opposite side, and also raised his binoculars to observe, and happened to see Long Xiaotian holding a crane gun in one hand, and was surprised. Because the distance is too far, he can't see his appearance clearly, but he doesn't look like his Gui Jun from the way he wears.
Huang Liansheng instructed the signal soldiers: "Immediately pass on my order, take advantage of the enemy's confusion, and give me a hard blow!" Give the lad on the hillside a little fire support! ”
The communications officer said yes and ran out.
Huang Liansheng raised the telescope again, looked at Long Xiaotian on the hillside, smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Little brother, your guts are too fat, how dare you be stupid to drill into the center of the enemy?" You think you're the Monkey King. ”
At this time, Nakai Shigeru's team pulled out of the skirmish line and attacked the hillside. Long Xiaotian was not dissatisfied, holding the heavy machine gun and firing a long shot, several Japanese soldiers fell, and the remaining Japanese soldiers were more careful, relying on the cover of trees to slowly approach.
In the south, a Japanese soldier set up a grenadier canister, and just as he wanted to release a grenade, he was knocked out by Long Xiaotian's continuous shooting.
The Japanese troops in the north took advantage of the opportunity to set up their machine guns and fired wildly at the hillside. The Japanese troops then set up grenadiers and fired. Whoosh, bang, grenade landed accurately on the hillside and exploded. Long Xiaotian swooped forward, seven or eight meters away, and he could avoid the shrapnel, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Long Xiaotian hurriedly returned to the side of the heavy machine gun, and took advantage of the opportunity of the Japanese machine gun to change the magazine, and quickly opened fire, killing the Japanese machine gun and grenadier in the north.
Long Xiaotian finished fighting this side and ran to that side, even if he was fast, he did not completely destroy the Japanese army. More than thirty Japanese soldiers finally approached a distance of 100 meters and began to shoot with rifles, bullets flew past Long Xiaotian from time to time, and he had to dodge.
At this time, Long Xiaotian had some sighs in his heart. The shooting skills of the Japanese army are indeed very high, and if they had been someone else, they would have been hit a long time ago. Attacking the Japanese army during the day was completely different from attacking the Japanese army at night in Nanjing. At that time, he relied on his eyes that could see at night, and he caused hundreds of Japanese soldiers to lose their armor and remove their armor, and now the Japanese army has no night vision problem, and dozens of Japanese soldiers have made themselves scrambling.
In between the shots, Long Xiaotian saw a large number of Japanese troops coming in the distance.
Even if he is a master of art and bold, he can't help but have a sense of crisis, he can't go on like this, he must break through.
At this time, there were only a dozen Japanese soldiers left around the hillside, and all of them were so frightened that they stopped attacking and hid behind trees to fire cold guns.
Long Xiaotian decided to break through. He first looted the belongings and bullets from the dead Japanese soldiers, and then picked up a heavy machine gun and smashed the other three, which were also too rotten to use.
Long Xiaotian filled the shell gun with twenty rounds of ammunition, took out two grenades, opened the screw cover, held it in his hand, quickly poked his head out, observed, and then retracted his head. The Japanese troops below did not even find out.
Long Xiaotian threw a grenade to the east, flew more than a hundred meters and exploded, and the three Japanese soldiers hiding behind the tree fell screaming.
Long Xiaotian then rushed down the hill and threw out a grenade, killing the two devils. There were no more Japanese troops to the east.
Long Xiaoke ran fast with his waist on his waist, like an arrow from the string, a bullet out of the chamber, and ran down the hill in a minute, burrowing into a forest.
Shigeru Nakai and the rest of the Japanese army didn't see Long Xiaotian going up the mountain at all. At the foot of the hill, a squadron of troops was assembled, and more than 100 devils re-launched the attack, firing guns and artillery at the same time, so it was not lively.
Not a single shot has been fired on the hillside for the past half hour. Only then did Shigeru Nakai realize that something was wrong and sent a superior soldier to investigate.
The senior soldiers climbed up the hill tremblingly, only to see the dead bodies of the Japanese soldiers, and beckoned Shigeru to come up.
Nakai Shigeru bravely walked up the hill, carefully inspected, and did not even see the hair of the Chinese, only the dead corpses of the Japanese army and the tattered heavy machine gun, and couldn't help but curse: "Bastard, Gui Jun really has scuds!" He still thinks that Long Xiaotian is also a member of the Gui Army.
At this time, Long Xiaotian had already unknowingly rushed out of the cordon and returned to the starting point.
He took out his cigar, lit the fire, took a puff, and looked at the Japanese soldiers a thousand meters away. The Yamaguchi squad leader in charge of the guard was very nervous and craned his neck to look around.
Long Xiaotian picked up the 38 big cover, aimed at the center of Yamaguchi's eyebrows, pulled the trigger, snapped, and a warhead spun at high speed and flew in.
"Let the bullets fly for a while!" Long Xiaotian muttered to himself.
Before the words fell, the bullet hit the center of Yamaguchi's eyebrows, shooting a stream of bloody arrows, red and extraordinarily gorgeous.
"It's so beautiful!" Long Xiaotian said, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, took a sharp puff of his cigar, and slowly exhaled a large smoke ring.