"It's not good, the south gate has been occupied by the Liaodong Army......" Lao Maozi's battalion commander's face changed, and he exclaimed loudly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The second platoon commander also learned the news of the occupation of the south gate.

His eyes lit up, and he decisively ordered: "Brothers, the main force has entered the city, and reinforcements are coming." I can still move as much as I can, use all the weapons for me, hit me hard, and hit the old hairy man. ”

Three light machine guns, four Mauser pistols, plus seven or eight rifles, fired at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, an infantry squad that Lao Maozi had just appeared was lost.

Since the south gate has been occupied by the Liaodong Army, it will become meaningless to attack here again.

Therefore, as soon as this infantry squad was wiped out, the battalion commander gave the order to retreat.

"Retreat, immediately retreat in the direction of the headquarters, the barracks don't want ......"

Under the cover of night, the dense bullets fired by the second platoon only harvested the lives of seven or eight Lao Maozi, and the remaining two hundred or so people of Lao Maozi retreated to the headquarters in embarrassment like lost dogs.

There are still more than ten people left in the second row, although they really want to catch up.

But the already exhausted and injured body directly makes them give up this idea and impulse.

In the Lao Maozi material warehouse, there is a platoon of defenders, and there is also a heavy machine gun rack at the door of the warehouse.

Although two squads in this platoon were patrolling, only one squad and a few heavy machine gunners were guarding the door.

But even so, the three platoon commanders who managed to lurk around the warehouse did not dare to order their subordinates to rush to the warehouse.

Because, the barrel of the heavy machine gun constantly swinging at the door of the warehouse directly told him: as long as he dared to attack, this heavy machine gun would tear them to pieces.

"We must find a way to kill Lao Maozi's heavy machine gun before we can attack, otherwise, no matter how many brothers we are, we can't withstand the slaughter ......of Lao Maozi's heavy machine gun," the platoon commander whispered.

"Platoon commander, I'll ...... There were two sharpshooters in our class. At such a close distance, it shouldn't be a problem to hold the old Maozi heavy machine gun......" A squad leader immediately approached the platoon commander and assured.

The platoon commander's eyes lit up, and he asked the squad leader rhetorically: "This is related to the lives of dozens of brothers in the platoon." You have to be sure of it......"

"No problem, I'm sure they ......," the squad leader affirmed with confidence.

At this time, the platoon commander no longer doubted, and directly ordered his subordinates behind him: "Two sharpshooters." Make sure that the old Maozi heavy machine gun does not go off......"

"After the sharpshooters fired, the whole platoon charged together. The machine gunner and the squad leader with the pistol fought, and the others followed up, quickly eliminating Lao Maozi at the door of the warehouse and occupying Lao Maozi's position......"

"Bang bang ......" after two muffled gunshots rang out on the battlefield. The two old Maozi heavy machine gunners, who were squatting behind the heavy machine guns, fell to the ground without even saying a word, turning into corpses.

After a satisfied smile quickly flashed on the platoon commander's face, he decisively ordered: "What are you still doing, light and heavy weapons, shoot them all, and charge me...... ”

"Dada...... Bang Bang Bang ...... Bang bang ...... "Two light machine guns, four Mauser pistols, more than thirty rifles, quickly fired forward a dense rain of bullets.

More than a dozen old hairs. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight were swept down.

The remaining few old Maozi reacted quickly, subconsciously hid behind the bunker, and survived by luck.

And at this moment, dozens of soldiers of the Liaodong Army, holding weapons that constantly fired bullets, rushed out of the hiding place and rushed towards Lao Maozi's position dozens of meters away.

There were still six Lao Maozi left on the Lao Maozi position, two of whom were machine gunners.

In the face of the attack, the two machine gunners subconsciously pounced on the heavy machine gun, wanting to use the heavy machine gun to block the Liaodong army that was constantly rushing towards them.

But. These two old Maozi machine gunners are destined to lose this opportunity.

Not only that, but they also lost their lives because of their actions.

Two machine gunners had just rushed to the side of the heavy machine gun, ready to maneuver it.

Two bullets, very precise into their chests.

Six old hairs. In the blink of an eye, there were only four left, and they were four ordinary riflemen.

Under the strafing and suppression of the intensive fire of two light machine guns, there was not even a chance to show your head from the bunker, let alone counterattack.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of brothers in three rows rushed to the door of the warehouse.

The four old hairy men who were hiding behind the bunker didn't have time to let out an exclamation. He was killed by the bullets fired from the indiscriminate gun.

Seeing the corpse of Lao Maozi who had fallen to the ground in the bunker, the platoon commander's face did not show any joy because of this.

Without thinking about it, he continued to order: "Immediately throw the corpse of Lao Maozi out of the bunker and prepare for defense...... Lao Maozi will definitely send someone to loot the arsenal. Also, use the old Maozi heavy machine gun too, don't waste it! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two infantry squads patrolling around the warehouse came into view.

"Light and heavy machine guns, shoot immediately, and eliminate these two old hairy ......," the platoon commander commanded in a loud voice.

As soon as the order was given, the platoon commander pounced on the heavy machine guns, which were still empty.

Facing a few subordinates who were following him, he yelled loudly: "What are you still doing, immediately help me turn the heavy machine gun, you are the bombardier, responsible for supplying the heavy machine gun!" ”

Soon, the thick barrel of the heavy machine gun was aimed at the old Maozi who rushed towards him not far away.

The platoon commander quickly crouched behind the heavy machine gun, his hands clenched the heavy machine gun lever, the bullet was loaded, and he was on fire when you were in Lao Maozi.

A string of thick and hot heavy machine gun bullets flew out of the chamber, quickly forming an airtight bullet net in front of the ten old maozi.

In just a few seconds, dozens of heavy machine-gun bullets flew towards them.

The old hairy man of a squad, who didn't even have time to react, was beaten into a hornet's nest by these heavy machine gun bullets.

At the same time, two light machine guns also sounded in the other direction.

Under the strafing of two light machine guns, the old Maozi of a squad also fell to the ground without holding out for a few seconds.

After the defenders of the Lao Maozi warehouse were completely annihilated, the platoon commander did not have time to take a breath, and the Lao Maozi guard company stationed 100 meters away rushed out of Lao Maozi with hundreds of people.

Fortunately for the platoon commander, the more than 100 old Maozi did not bring a heavy machine gun.

After reloading the heavy machine gun in front of him, the platoon commander shouted.

"Brothers, Lao Maozi is ready to fight hard, don't be polite, give me a hard beating...... As long as they repel a round of attacks, Lao Maozi will lose heart. ”

"Riflemen shoot freely, light and heavy machine guns, shoot right away......"

Soon, three tongues of fire appeared in the position at the entrance of the warehouse.

The guards rushed to the front of more than a dozen people, caught off guard, and were directly knocked to the ground.

Although the old Maozi in the back quickly lay on the ground, he was lucky to escape.

However, in the face of the suppressive strafing of the three tongues of fire, they could only hold their heads and lie on the street.

At this point, it was the turn of dozens of riflemen on the battlefield to show their might.

The old Maozi, who was lying on the street and couldn't move, directly became a live target and was named by them. (To be continued.) )