Wang Hechun is not a person who talks much, and after introducing each other to Gao Qiang, he also finished bandaging Wang Dazhu, and roared in a low voice: "Go!" With a short gun in one hand and a big knife in the other, he rushed towards the group of devils.

Gao Quan and Wang Tiezhu naturally followed. Battalion Commander Wang is very skilled, the knife style is sharp, the marksmanship is accurate, and the few people around him are not good at stubble, slashing and shooting, killing the devils all over the place, and a group of people rushed forward like a light boat breaking the waves.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! ”

Amid the shouts of hand-to-hand combat and the sporadic gunfire, the continuous firing of machine guns was particularly harsh. One of the devil's machine guns finally exerted its power, and the continuous strafing caused great damage to the soldiers of the 29th Army, and they saw that the soldiers in blue army uniforms fell.

Wang Hechun noticed the devil's machine gun, and the devil's machine gun shooter apparently also spotted their group. Wang Hechun and his group were too conspicuous, and everywhere they went, all the devils fell to death. And the surrounding our fighters are also moving closer to their group intentionally or unintentionally. And if the devil's machine gun wants not to injure its own people by mistake, it must find a group of [***] people to shoot, so that it can also give full play to the huge lethality of the machine gun.

The devil's machine-gun bullets arced and quickly rained down on their group. At night, you can clearly see the bullets leaving the muzzle of the gun with high temperatures like red raindrops, flying quickly towards this side.

"Lie down!" Wang Hechun shouted, he knew that the devil's machine gun had noticed them, and this was for their group.

Battalion Commander Wang's reaction was not unpleasant, and after the shout came out, the person had already fallen forward. However, after all, people are faster than bullets. After hearing the order, the soldiers in front had just made a downward movement, and the red raindrops shone down on their heads! The three soldiers in the front row were immediately shot in multiple places and fell to the ground in convulsions, while Wang Hechun fell to the ground and couldn't tell if he had been shot.

Gao Quan was the first to see the trajectory of the machine gun bullets moving to this side, and before Wang Hechun could shout and lie down, he lay on the ground. Under the urgency of the situation, there was no time to say more, and while falling down, he stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Dazhu's feet and neck. Wang Dazhu didn't guard against Gao Quanneng behind him to plot against him, and this time he fell not lightly, and his mouth was broken, but he also dodged the machine gun bullet. The two of them lay down early, and the position was not in the front, just like that, after Gao Quan still lay on the ground, he pulled Wang Dazhu to roll several times in a row, avoiding the possible impact point of the machine gun bullet.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! Burst! ”

A volley of bullets landed a few meters away from the two of them, sending a cloud of dust to the ground.

"Battalion commander!" Wang Dazhu emphasized a little weird when he shouted, I don't know if he knocked out a tooth just now, and crawled forward with his hands and feet. Gao Quan's heart was sudden, just now he didn't see whether the devil's machine gun hit Wang Hechun.

The place where Wang Hechun lay down was only a dozen meters away from them, and the two of them crawled up to them in a few clicks. Wang Dazhu stretched out his hand and rummaged Wang Hechun's body, "Battalion commander! This shout contains a hint of sadness. The man has tears and does not flick, not to mention that in this kind of dangerous battlefield, no one can guarantee that it will not be himself who will be sacrificed at the next moment, Wang Dazhu just has a very good relationship with his battalion commander, and he shouted this voice with real grief in his heart, and then he jumped up and wanted to run forward, seeing what it meant, he wanted to go over and kill the machine gun shooter of that devil and avenge Wang Hechun.

Gao Quan's eyes swept away, Wang Hechun's head was punched out of a bloody hole, the person had been sacrificed, and an evil fire rushed straight to his head with a "whoosh" from the lower abdomen. To say that Gao Quan came to this world inexplicably to enter this battlefield, the only people he really knew were Wang Dazhu and the battalion commander Wang Hechun, and the others didn't even know their names. On the battlefield, these two people are his comrades-in-arms in life and death, and now one of his comrades-in-arms, right in front of his eyes, was actually killed by a devil with an inferior machine gun, yes, in Gao Quan, what is the 92 type is inferior machine gun garbage equipment, the high-end weapon that the champion scout has seen, and the high-quality machine gun is unknown. However, at present, Wang Hechun's sacrifice is a great shame for Gao Quan! has always referred to himself as a military elite, the proud major of the scout, and Gao Quan, the champion holder in countless battles, can't even protect his comrades-in-arms, this feeling is no less than being slapped in the face! It's no different from calling him a fool!

Damn little devils! Gao Quan reached out and picked up Wang Hechun's shell gun, raised the barrel, and shot casually, "Smack!" "The devil's machine gun came at the call. Wang Dazhu looked at Gao Quan in surprise, Gao Quan just showed a smile to show his modesty, who knew that after a few seconds of pause, the machine gun actually sounded "suddenly" again!

Gao Quan's marksmanship must not have been said, but he forgot that the short gun he is holding now is a model he has never used, and the current pistol cannot be compared with the pistols of later generations in terms of accuracy, plus this is the first bullet he fired with this gun, how can it be said that it is so accurate casually? At this time, Gao Quan obviously didn't think about it so much, this damn devil machine gun shooter has already lost his face again and again, if he doesn't kill this hateful thing, his champion scout name will be ruined in the hands of this guy! This is something he will never tolerate!

Stretching out his hand and pulling Wang Dazhu, who was still stunned, he rolled, and several machine gun bullets swept past their bodies. Although Wang Dazhu was pulled down by Gao Quan twice in a row, he fell all over his body with dirt, several pieces of skin were broken on his elbows and knees, and even his front teeth were loosened, but he did not have a trace of resentment, he was rolling on the battlefield, knowing that it was this new brother who saved his life again, and looked at Gao Quan's eyes with gratitude and surprise.

"Cover up here, I'll kill him!" Gao Quan patted Wang Dazhu, he didn't care about the surprised expression in Wang Dazhu's eyes at all, he has now adjusted to the best state. The row of bullets fired by the devil just now hit two more fighters, Gao Quan couldn't wait for a moment at this moment, he had to kill the devil's machine gun shooter immediately!

Turning over, he left where Wang Dazhu was lying down, climbed behind a slightly protruding stone, and took out the pocket infrared telescope hidden close to him from his arms. This ten-fold telescope with night vision is the only high-tech product from the future on Gao's body, which was originally brought to his body as a toy to play with, but at this time it comes in handy.

In the telescope, everything turned gray and white, and the scene on the battlefield was clearly visible. Soon, the devil machine gun shooter came into view, this guy was hiding behind a bunker, holding a heavy machine gun and searching around for targets and firing wildly.

After seeing the target clearly, Gao Quan was like a tanuki, quickly turning to the side.

A soldier of the Twenty-ninth Army was lying next to him, and Gao Quan touched the soldier's neck, and the soldier had already died. Gao Quan quickly took off his shirt from the corpse of the martyr and put it on himself. In this kind of chaotic battlefield, military uniforms are undoubtedly the only goal to distinguish between friend and foe, and the clothes on their bodies are easy to be misunderstood by the soldiers on both sides.