Chapter 40: The End of the Road

In the brightly lit level, face the subordinates who have returned defeated and suffered heavy losses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The first reaction of Captain Lao Maozi, the company commander, was not to believe his eyes.

However, facts are facts, and there is no room for him to refute them.

When he listened to the report of his subordinates, he learned that a well-equipped unidentified armed force suddenly joined the battlefield, and this unknown armed force was also equipped with heavy machine guns, which finally led to the defeat of his three platoons.

Captain Lao Maozi, the company commander, knew that he had been defeated, and there was no possibility of turning defeat into victory.

In the eyes of Captain Lao Maozi, the remaining troops in his hands did not even have a chance to counterattack in the face of the heavy machine guns equipped by the opponent......

Not only that, but when he glanced at the surrounding level fortifications that had not been strengthened in any way, his already very embarrassed face became even more ugly at this moment.

Because, these simple fortifications in the checkpoint can't stop the close-range strafing of heavy machine guns.

Even if the rest of his subordinates hide behind the fortifications, powerful large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets can still penetrate the fortifications and easily shoot into the bodies of the soldiers under his command.

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, the company commander of Captain Lao Maozi gave the order to strengthen the fortifications.

However, the cunning Yang Xingguo did not intend to give him this time.

More than 40 remnants of the defeated army had just started to act, and the figure of Yang Xingguo carrying a light machine gun appeared in Lao Maozi's field of vision.

Before then, the sound of heavy machine gun fire reached Lao Maozi's ears.

On the pitch-black battlefield, Lao Maozi could clearly see that the heavy machine gun set up more than 200 meters away was spewing a long tongue of fire in the direction of the checkpoint.

At the same time, the slight screech of bullets across the sky, the dull thrust of punching into sandbags and logs, followed by the sound of old Maozi's ears......

"Get down...... Lie down quickly......" In the face of the sudden strafing fire of the heavy machine gun, the old Maozi officer reacted immediately and gave a concealment order.

However, a person's reaction speed is no faster than the speed of a bullet.

No sooner had the officer's order sounded than the officers rang out inside the checkpoint when several soldiers were swept to the ground with screams from heavy machine gun bullets.

Of course, this is only the beginning, under the heavy machine gunner Zhong Hu's lifeless strafing, even if Lao Maozi is hiding in the fortifications, from time to time someone is hit by the flying heavy machine gun bullets.

And just when the heavy machine gun began to dominate the entire battlefield, Yang Xingguo, who was carrying a light machine gun, and dozens of riflemen, like ghosts in the night, quickly touched the level......

Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters......

A group of more than 20 brothers soon rushed to a pile of rubbles less than a hundred meters away from the level.

Such a good natural hidden venue, of course Yang Xingguo will not let it go.

After decisively ordering everyone to stop advancing, Yang Xingguo very skillfully mounted the light machine gun on a half-human-high boulder. Pull the bolt, load the bullet, and pull the trigger without hesitation at the checkpoint a hundred meters away.

As soon as Yang Xingguo's gunshots rang out, more than 20 brothers who followed Yang Xingguo also hid behind the stones, picked up their rifles, and began to shoot bullets full of revenge at the level.

"It's not good, the bandits have already rushed over, everyone will fight back immediately......" Yang Xingguo didn't make a move, and as soon as he made a move, it caused chaos among the remnants of Lao Maozi.

However, the heavy machine gun bullets flying above their heads are not vegetarian.

A few bold old hairy men had just stretched out their rifles from the fortifications, ready to show their heads to counterattack. The flying large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets were like eyes, directly punching fist-sized holes in their heads.

Even if he was not hit by a heavy machine gun bullet, the light machine gun in Yang Xingguo's hand and the more than 20 riflemen around him, especially the five sharpshooters carefully selected by Zhao Zhigang, were not idle......

In a word, in a small level, as long as an old man dares to show his head, he will immediately attract a joint attack of several or even dozens of bullets.

Soon, Lao Maozi, who couldn't withstand the loss, once again became a turtle with a shrunken head.

Not only that, but every old hairy man's face unconsciously revealed a desperate expression of despair.

In the only masonry structure in the level, which can block heavy machine gun fire, the old Maozi company commander is paying attention to every move on the battlefield with an anxious face.

At this moment, in order to avoid the heavy machine gun bullets flying in the air, he climbed directly into the long line of houses, which directly brought him a desperate news......

Under the fierce offensive fire of the bandits, the troops, which had already lost more than half of them, lost more than a dozen people again.

Now, there are only twenty-eight soldiers who can still move in the entire level, not even a platoon.

If the battle continues like this, at most an hour, the remaining twenty or so soldiers in the level will be lost......

After the report, the platoon commander did not stop, but continued: "Company commander, retreat...... If we don't retreat, we'll all die here. As soon as we withdraw from the checkpoint, the bandits' heavy machine guns will be too heavy to pursue us. ā€

"As long as the threat of heavy machine guns is lost, the remaining 20 or so soldiers of the company will still have a chance to withdraw to the county seat...... Please make a decision early ......"

As a proud officer of the Russian Empire, he was so unexplained that he was defeated by a bandit, and the heart of the captain company commander was full of unwillingness.

However, in the face of the facts, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that he was defeated, and he was defeated, and he was directly forced to the end of the road by the bandits and had to retreat.

After slamming his fist clenched because of anger on the brick wall, the unwilling old hairy man had to order loudly with anger and grievance......

"Retreat, immediately break through and retreat in the direction of the county, and return to the county seat in the shortest possible time......"