When Lin Jun heard the unique roar of the "Schwark" ШВКА machine gun, several other machine guns hidden in the fortifications also opened fire, and for a while, a huge barrage appeared on the position that had never been seen before, and they smashed towards the enemy overwhelmingly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Jun only shot at the first tank for two seconds, then adjusted the angle of fire to aim at the other tank, and stepped on the firing pedal again. The golden shells kept jumping out of the shell throwing mouth, like a golden waterfall.

"Kill you bastards!" Lin Jun was shooting and yelling there. "Cool! Wow yes yes!! ”

The charging rebels were blinded by the sudden firepower, and the overwhelming shells hit the tanks that had formed a barrier, and the nearby infantry was also scattered. The thin armor of the Mark 1 could not withstand the attack of armor-piercing incendiary shells from the ШВКА machine gun, and the armor plates were ruthlessly torn apart, emitting black smoke. The rebel infantry saw that someone nearby was hit by something, and it was blown in two, and this happened more than 10 times a second, but before they could react, they were blown into twists.

Lin Jun only used 3 consecutive shots to finish the first ammunition box, and the two loaders on the side immediately removed the empty ammunition box on the ammunition rack and reloaded it, with a clear division of labor and fast action, which took less than 5 seconds. By the time Lin Jun looked for the target again, there was no longer a moving tank in the open field.

"Grandma's! Hands and feet are fast enough! Psychologically "cursed" the other artillery crews, and aimed their guns at the rebels who were retreating.

The machine guns sprayed the breath of death, and the group attack of the rebels' entire two battalions of infantry and 12 tanks was "inexplicably" repulsed, leaving only burning "turtle shells" and bloody corpses in the open field. The rebels lost at least one battalion in a single charge!

It took only a minute for the five machine guns to kill the rebel attack, and the badly devastated rebel soldiers, running back into the woods, had not even figured out what weapon was being fired at them, let alone observing where the shells were coming from, and the man who had thought and acted was now lying in the open with his limbs intact.

The rebel soldiers were not afraid of being hit by bullets, they were also fierce fighters, but seeing those soldiers who rushed in front were torn apart, and dozens of people fell in a blur of flesh and blood every second, and the torn human bodies were flying everywhere in the air, which completely destroyed the courage of the soldiers.

There were still dying rebel soldiers wailing and screaming in the place where the fire was fighting, but no one could help them, only death cared about their whereabouts.

Lin Jun only finished shooting two ammunition boxes, and he was still a little unsatisfied, but he still had to wait if he wanted to send a threat, the barrel of ШВКА had become hot, and there was no wind to cool it, and the 200-round burst was already the limit that the barrel could withstand.

"It seems that the next time you shoot, the rate of fire of the "Schwark" is too high. Lin Jun thought about it, and commanded the artillery team to move the machine gun back by one meter to prevent the gun position from being exposed.

The Schwark ШВКА cannon was completely designed for the Air Force, so the rate of fire was as high as 750 rounds per minute, and the rate of fire of the cannon mounted on the ground in infantry fighting vehicles 60 years later was generally controlled within 300 to 400 rounds per minute, because it was difficult to cool down: the barrel of a high-rate gun would be too hot for a while, and it was easy to explode.

When he went down to the ground, he felt that his internal organs were a little misplaced, and the shot just now made Lin Jun, who was sitting on the gun carriage, "enjoy" it well, and his eyes were dazzled.

The rebel commander on the opposite side was also dazed by the rain of bullets, and he had already opened fire on his troops for at least dozens of machine guns, because no one could have imagined that this was not a weapon on the ground at all.

On the side of the international column, they were busy treating the wounded, and only two of the comrades of the artillery were wounded by bullets at the beginning, and the casualties on the side of the Republic on the whole front were not very large, because they were basically nothing after the machine gun fire.

Rodimtsev and his soldiers were also shocked by the rain of bullets just now, they had never seen such heavy artillery fire, and they watched the enemy in front of them "dance", and anything that could move was destroyed and torn.

"Artillery" is cattle!

Lin Jun saw Xie Weijin running over, "What's the matter?" Lao Xie. ”

"Beware of the enemy's counterattack."

"I think the next time they come back, they will definitely prepare for artillery fire first, we have dug trenches to prevent shelling, but it is estimated that they will not come again in a short time." When Lin Jun entered the position, he had already asked his subordinates to dig another anti-artillery trench when repairing the fortifications, but he didn't expect that it would be useless in the first battle.

"Okay, then I'll take a look somewhere else." Xie Weijin was relieved after seeing the full preparation of this gun position, and he wanted to take a look at other places.

"The other gun positions are the same as ours, and the captain explained to those gun commanders at the beginning." It was Vasily who spoke, and he still liked to call Lin Jun the captain.

"Lao Xie, how are the casualties of comrades?"

"There were not many casualties, but the comrades of the 12th Brigade were taken aback by our shells, and we all felt cold in the trenches, and it was really powerful to use the machine guns on these planes on the ground!"

"I just can't fight for too long, and I can't dissipate heat."

Of course, Xie Weijin also knows why, those 152 mm big guys in his hands also have this problem, and the barrel will have problems after a long time.

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Lin Jun, who was bearded, was sitting in the trench, writing on the back of his party card with a pen in his hand.

"Kaya, maybe I won't go, if I can't come back, take good care of our forests. There is no time to write, the enemy will soon attack again. Love you Andrey. ”

There were no reinforcements, no follow-up supplies, the artillery commandos had been holding out in the "university town" for 7 days with the comrades of the 12th brigade, and Vasily's statement that there were enough ammunition to fight several battles had become dozens of battles. In the first few days, the rebels organized only a few small tentative attacks, which were repulsed by the comrades of the international column. Having learned the "lesson", the rebel commanders mobilized a large number of large-caliber artillery pieces to carry out a covering bombardment of the positions of the international columns several kilometers away. The overwhelming shells destroyed everything on the position, including Lin Jun's machine guns and his hearing.

The men dodged the shells in the anti-artillery trenches, but everything in the open fortifications was ruthlessly destroyed by heavy artillery fire. Each shelling was followed by a ground attack by the rebels, followed by an even more intense shelling. Endlessly.

Lin Jun was already the supreme commander of the entire position, Xie Weijin and the Soviet adviser Rodimtsev had already been seriously wounded and carried down, and there were still more than half of the 600-strong position when they first arrived.

Lin Jun had a chance to evacuate, because Xie Weijin was injured and ordered him to evacuate with the rank of colonel when he was evacuated: "Andre, you can't just die here, there are other things waiting for you!" ”

Lin Jun smiled and replied to him in Chinese: "There are no deserters in **. ”

After speaking, he asked the hygienist to carry Xie Weijin, who still had something to say, away.

There were no heavy firearms on the position, even the bullets were running out, and the grenades had long since run out. But the enemy on the opposite side was also at the end of its power, and the last few attacks were without tank support, leaving the wreckage of more than 50 rebel tanks in the open field, some of which had been blown up by soldiers with cluster grenades and their own flesh and blood after the machine guns had been destroyed.

Wang Gang on the side pushed Lin Jun, pointing in the direction of the enemy's attack, shouting something in his mouth, but Lin Jun couldn't hear it very clearly.

Looking to the opposite side, the rebels came up in the dark again.

Lin Jun didn't know that the rebels were also exhausted, and they had just received a death order from above, they must take the "university city", because if they could not occupy this place, the entire siege of Madrid would end meaninglessly, and the three newly formed international brigades of the international column were on their way to Madrid.

The rebels also became ruthless, and all the living forces were invested in this attack, and their artillery was no longer supported by shells, and the two sides were basically back on the same level.

The attacking rebels did not shoot, they walked forward in unison with rifles with bayonets attached, and the Moroccan soldiers among them simply had a scimitar in their hands. They were going to engage in a hand-to-hand battle with the opponent in front of them, and the men on both sides had already finished their bullets.

All the people in the trenches who could move stood up and stepped out of the trenches in a row. Lin Jun, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, pulled out the big knife behind his backhand, looked left and right, and the soldiers who were full of gunpowder were also like him, ready for hand-to-hand combat, those with knives held knives, those without knives held guns, and those without guns held sapper shovels and pickaxes.

They were all looking at Lin Jun.

Lin Jun raised the big knife in his hand, although his ears were no longer audible, but this did not prevent him from letting out an earth-shattering roar: "For the sake of revolution and freedom, forward!" "Be the first to rush at the enemy in front of you.

Everyone followed Lin Jun and rushed towards the enemy.

Lin Jun's knife skills were practiced hard when he was a child, and he was the only one among all his cousins who had a preference for cold weapons, which made his grandfather very happy, and he taught him the ancestral knife skills when he was old.

But this hand-to-hand combat is not a master's solo move, what you want is fast, fierce, and ruthless!

The first one to confront Lin Jun was a small Moroccan soldier, and according to Lin Jun, he slashed his scimitar diagonally, Lin Jun knocked the knife up, and the sound of steel knives colliding was extremely harsh. The knife momentum did not stop, the steel knife in his hand followed the opponent's blade, and even the person with the knife collided, the small opponent didn't expect Lin Jun to come to this move at all, and before he could react, he was knocked back two steps, and the right hand holding the knife was also swung to the side, and the middle door was opened. Lin Jun took advantage of the situation to pick up and slashed the opponent's neck, and then felt that a huge figure flashed to his side, this is Wang Gang, he has been beside Lin Jun, the "treasure knife" in his hand helped Lin Jun pick up a bayonet that stabbed from the side, and with a loud roar, he slashed it violently, splitting the rebel soldier who attacked Lin Jun into two pieces, and the blood splashed sprinkled Wang Gang's body, a killing god alive.

didn't have time to care about Wang Gang, and met a rebel with a bayonet, the bayonet stabbed Lin Jun in the chest, Lin Jun turned sideways, held the knife in the forehand position and pushed it with a stop, and the ten fingers that were broken into pieces broke away from the opponent's body, and the rebel soldier let out a violent scream, but in an instant he was no longer in pain, Lin Jun had already waved a big knife and cut off his head. This move is a big knife move against the enemy's bayonet created by the Northwest Army of China: put the knife down and push it forward, and break it with ten fingers!