Single-shot bolt rifles are generally long in both body and barrel, so that the weapon has a longer range and greater power. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThis weapon has good performance in positional warfare, especially in white-knuckle warfare, which is admired by the Japanese army, and has the advantage of length.

Of course, using a slender bolt rifle is not an easy task, and soldiers often have to go through rigorous training to master the essentials of shooting. Of course, weapons can't be used in a casual pose, and any small change can have a big impact on hit accuracy.

Because of his nervousness and incorrect loading posture, it took a long time for Taro Yoshikawa to push his second bullet into his chamber, when he heard someone outside the bunker, and his voice was a little choppy.

He hurriedly posted it, trying to hear what the enemy outside was saying so that he could make his own response as soon as possible, and soon he heard the conversation clearly, and it seemed to have something to do with the shooting he had just fired.

"I hear voices in there! There must be a sound! A Ming soldier pointed to the hole in the black hole outside the shooting hole and said to his companion: "I heard the gunfire at close range just now, not the gunfire in the distance!" ”

"I didn't hear anything! Maybe you're overnervous, and there's a piece of it collapsed...... There shouldn't be any living enemies in there. The voice of another Ming soldier, apparently what he said was more favorable to Taro Yoshikawa. Yoshikawa was so excited that he burst into tears when he heard that someone was helping him cover that he pressed his rifle against the firing position while continuing to aim at the Ming soldiers in the distance.

This time, he learned the lesson of the shot just now, gritted his teeth and pressed his injured arm against his rifle to make the whole rifle relatively stable, and then he tried his best to aim at a Ming soldier in the distance who was unaware that he had been targeted.

With gritted teeth and moving his arm, he swept away a piece of broken reinforced concrete stone next to the rifle. The stone fell to his feet with a slight thud.

"Hell!" I don't know if I saw the rifle sticking out of the bunker, or if I really heard something. The soldiers of the Ming Empire outside shouted, and then there were some fragmentary sounds, although the sound of gunfire and shell explosions in the distance was not real, but Yoshikawa still heard the movement of the Ming army outside.

Aim! Aim at the enemy! Even if it's death, you have to pull a damn Ming man to back yourself! Yoshikawa gritted his teeth and thought hatefully in his heart. His family ancestors are very famous Japanese samurai, and he can't discredit his ancestors!

At this time, there was a sudden clamming sound, and an object rolled into the bunker along the shooting hole, and because of the lack of strength of the Ming soldiers in a hurry, it hit the heavy four walls of the shooting hole and rolled down at the foot of Yoshikawa, who was leaning on the side of the shooting hole.

Taro Yoshikawa lowered his head and saw the object - a grenade emitting light smoke! He screamed in fright, and a huge explosion swept him and the rifle in his hand away. His shoulder no longer hurts, and he no longer has to worry about the future of the Japanese Empire...... Now he was a new corpse in the cramped space, slumping next to the cooler corpse of the conservator.

The explosion caused smoke to gush out of the firing holes in several corners of the Japanese bunker, and the Ming soldiers resting around were so frightened by the sudden explosion that they rolled into the craters and trenches, and many people showed their weapons, and the infantry platoon, which was originally resting, suddenly complained.

"I'm X! Which bastard dropped a grenade? Shout out in advance! A Ming soldier holding a steel helmet poked his head out of the crater and shouted at the friendly soldiers in the trenches in the distance.

", you xx! There are Japanese people in here, shooting outside! If you don't throw away the grenade, you'll be opened and spent! On the other side of the trench, the Ming soldiers who threw grenades were not to be outdone, and replied with swear words. Then all the soldiers cursed and crawled out of the bunker, cautiously looking at the Japanese bunker that had been cleared.

"I didn't check it properly just now, thinking there was no movement inside, who knew there were still living people...... What about the gate of this bunker? Find it and search it, don't let the brothers in the back suffer. A Ming assault man with a submachine gun squatted by the firing hole of a bunker and shouted to his comrades: "Take a look around!" ”

"There was an iron gate in the trench at the back, locked from the outside. These Japanese officials were not people at all, and I heard that this situation was found on many positions. Another Ming soldier leaned against the side of the bunker with a Type 31 bolt rifle on his back, and pointed to the trench on the side of the bunker.

In order to prevent the soldiers from retreating without authorization, or to allow the soldiers to give up their personal life and death to fight until the last moment, the Japanese army generally locked the pillbox gates, so that the soldiers inside had no intention of escaping. This practice was very common, and at least the 17th Division relied on this method to hold out until its own reinforcements arrived.

"Smash the lock open! Check out what's going on inside! The platoon commander walked over with a cigarette in his mouth and his weapon on his back, then jumped into the trench where a dozen Japanese corpses were piled up, and pointed to the gate wrapped in iron sheets.

Two soldiers behind him walked up to the door and fired two shots at the lock. The bullets sparkled across the steel, but the force of the impact also distorted the deadbolt that the lock was clasping on. The two soldiers slammed the butts of their rifles twice, then kicked them a few more times before the gate opened.

There were several corpses of Japanese soldiers lying in the middle of the room, and the Ming army went in to carefully examine the dead enemies. Yoshikawa's body was pressed against the side of Jun Cao's corpse, and the rifle also fell nearby, and the platoon commander of the Ming army looked at it with a frown, then turned around and walked out of the bunker, which had collapsed a little bit.

"Rest for another 2 minutes, then follow the follow-up troops and continue the attack on the enemy's main position!" He looked at the Ming tanks that were attacking the enemy's position in the distance, as well as the white smoke rising from these tanks when they opened fire, and ordered the soldiers beside him: "Sort out the ammunition, and if you need to replenish it, go to the company headquarters and get it yourself!" ”

Directly in front of the platoon commander, a Ming No. 2 tank was turning its turret on the Japanese position. The bullets hit the hull of the tank, sending sparks into the air, but the small arms could not stop the tank from moving on.

The engine spun rapidly, pumping out horsepower while burning the fuel carried in the car's body. Black smoke puffed out of the tank's exhaust pipe and then gradually dissipated at the tail of the tank. As the black smoke cleared, the tank's tracks rolled forward, running over the positions piled up by countless soldiers of the Ming Empire and Japanese soldiers.

"Boom!" The tank appeared to have spotted a target in the distance, with the 50mm gun spewing white smoke and flames. It stopped firing, and one of the No. 1 tanks behind it opened fire violently, firing with a coaxial machine gun on the turret, knocking out two or three Japanese soldiers who tried to climb onto the No. 2 tank.

More Japanese soldiers jumped out of the trenches with bayonets and shouts, they didn't really want to use their own flesh to challenge the Ming tanks, they just frantically wanted to buy some time for their allies, some precious time to reorganize the defense.

It is a pity that the machine guns on the tanks, as well as the machine guns deployed by the Ming army to cover the tanks and infantry, will not let the enemy's plan succeed at this time. Tracer bullets passed over the heads of the Ming soldiers, beating the crazy Japanese soldiers into a sieve.

The moment many Japanese soldiers jumped out of the trenches, they were hit by bullets, and before they could even scream, they fell back to their trenches with a muffled grunt. Then the infantry of the Ming army stood on the edge of these Japanese trenches, and shot the bullets in the chambers of their guns against the Japanese soldiers who were still hesitating inside.

"Suddenly! Dodo! The Ming Army's Type 32 submachine guns showed unparalleled power at such times, and the dense barrage quickly cleared the stubborn Japanese soldiers in the trenches. Those Japanese soldiers often only had time to look up at the Ming army, and they were beaten by the dense bullets.

At this time, although the Japanese army was supported by a large number of infantry, these Japanese troops who rushed to the position did not carry much heavy firepower at all, and basically had no power to fight back in front of the Ming armored forces. They paid the price for the comeback of their commander's decision, the price of their lives!

More Japanese soldiers were retreating, and they knew that they were doing useless work by consuming their positions like this. However, the pace of their retreat seemed to be no match for the attack speed of the Ming Empire's troops at this time. Just half an hour ago, the soldiers on both sides were still competing with the persistent belief, but at this moment, the belief in the hearts of the Japanese army to fight to the death has collapsed, and there is nothing to save their defeat.

A Ming tank broke through sandbags and barbed wire and ran over the concrete-reinforced trenches of the Japanese army's main position, where it now sits on the commanding heights of the Japanese defense line - and behind it is a second Ming tank, and hundreds of Ming soldiers who follow it.

Jumping into this trench filled with Japanese corpses, the Ming soldiers aimed their guns at the Japanese infantry who were retreating backwards on the anticline. Without anyone to give the order, they pulled their triggers, and a dense rain of bullets poured down, knocking these already routed Japanese troops to the ground. And those retreating Japanese soldiers don't even have the courage to turn back. (To be continued.) )