Fifty meters, when the soldiers of the first battalion could clearly see the face of Lao Maozi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Qiangsheng's calm face finally changed a little.

A sneer quickly flashed across his face, and Zhou Qiangsheng slowly poked the pistol in his hand out of the trench.

After a simple aim at an old man, quickly pull the trigger......

"Bang bang ......" After two consecutive gunshots rang out on the battlefield, Lao Maozi, who was simply targeted by Zhou Qiangsheng, fell directly in response, angry and unknown.

For this expected result, the expression on Zhou Qiangsheng's face did not change in the slightest.

Quickly adjust the target, aim the gun at the next old man, and pull the trigger......

And at this moment, a battalion of more than 500 soldiers stood up from the trench at the same time.

Pick up your rifle and aim at the old Maozi who is close at hand. Subsequently, the rifle and pistol triggers were quickly pulled.

Battalion commander Zhou Qiangsheng had just fired the third bullet when a dense burst of gunfire rang out in the defensive line.

Hundreds of bullets quickly formed a steel storm in front of the position, flying towards Lao Maozi, who was close at hand.

In the blink of an eye, a series of screams sounded in front of the formation.

Lao Maozi, who was more than a platoon, had not yet reacted from the sudden blow, and several blood holes were punched all over his body. Then, with a face full of unwillingness, he fell to the ground heavily.

Lao Maozi, who was lucky enough to dodge the first round of bullets, reacted quickly and wanted to lie on the ground to fight back.

However, no matter how fast they are, they can't shoot faster than the pistol bullets......

More than thirty Mauser pistols in the battalion had just fired the first bullet, and the second or even more bullets flew out of the barrel and flew towards Lao Maozi.

So, when dozens of pistols have finished firing, the rifleman is ready to shoot a second round.

There was another platoon of old hair, swept by dozens of Mauser pistols.

Although Lao Maozi was already lying on the ground at this time, a round of hundreds of bullets flew over, even if a blind cat hit a dead mouse, it could easily shoot seven or eight Lao Maozi.

Therefore, at this moment, the old Maozi who can still move in front of the battle is only about one platoon when he is full.

Of course, Lao Maozi is not a vegetarian, and dozens of Lao Maozi who are blocking the front of the formation have just fallen on the ground. Three heavy machine guns fired three thick tongues of fire at the battalion.

More than a dozen soldiers of the first battalion were killed in the trench in an instant because they could not dodge.

Because the first battalion could not use heavy machine guns to counterattack, hundreds of soldiers could only be pressed by the heavy machine gun fire of Lao Maozi and could not raise their heads, unable to shoot, and watched dozens of Lao Maozi retreat back little by little......

The machine-gun bunker, covered by a thick layer of soil, was the only place in the entire defense line that was not affected by Lao Maozi's heavy machine-gun fire.

As soon as dozens of old hairmen withdrew from the range of their rifles, the voice of the company commander came out.

"Battalion commander, there is still one platoon left and the old Maozi has withdrawn by himself...... Lao Maozi who died in the hands of our battalion, there are at least two platoons ......"

"Two multi-rows...... That's enough......" Zhou Qiangsheng said with a satisfied face.

Then, he ordered very decisively: "Let the brothers hurry up and rest, you company commanders, keep a close eye on Lao Maozi's every move." According to the commander's inference, Lao Maozi's next step is to use artillery......"

"As long as the old Maozi artillery moves, let the brothers hide in the anti-artillery hole......"

Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, the exclamation of the company commander reached Zhou Qiangsheng's ears again.

"Battalion commander...... Artillery, the artillery of Lao Maozi moved......"

Zhou Qiang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously ordered: "What are you still doing, inform the brothers, bring the bench, and immediately enter the anti-artillery hole......"

A battalion of more than 500 people disappeared into the trench, and the sharp whistling of shells across the sky reached everyone's ears.

Then a violent explosion of shells sounded in the defensive line.

Looking at the billowing black smoke rising from the defense line of the first battalion, Yang Xingguo was also very anxious.

Although the anti-artillery holes are dug according to their own experience, whether they have any effect or not can only be known after trying.

What made Yang Xingguo feel fortunate was that this time the shelling, perhaps because Lao Maozi did not attach much importance to it, the six mountain guns only fired thirty shells and stopped.

As soon as the explosion ended, Yang Xingguo held a telescope and stared closely at the position of the first battalion through the observation port of the headquarters.

Soon, the officers and men of the first battalion hiding in the anti-artillery hole rushed out of the anti-artillery hole one after another and entered their field of vision.

It didn't take long for the herald sent by Zhou Qiangsheng to hurry to the headquarters and report excitedly: "Commander, the battalion commander asked me to report...... The anti-artillery holes were strong, and none of them were killed, except for two brothers who were injured by shells. ”

Just when Yang Xingguo smiled with satisfaction from the bottom of his heart at this result, a very dense machine-gun fire had already sounded on the battlefield.

This time, Lao Maozi not only used six heavy machine guns, but the attacking force was also increased from one company to one battalion.

Under the powerful firepower of six heavy machine guns, the more than 500 soldiers of the first battalion, except for a small number of veterans who could find the right opportunity to shoot some bullets from time to time, the remaining soldiers could only hide in the trench as turtles with shrunken heads.

Soon, the old Maozi of a battalion rushed to a position seventy or eighty meters in front of the formation.

At this time, according to the ordinary tactical method of warfare, the six heavy machine guns should stop firing in order to avoid accidental injury.

However, the opposite is true.

In order not to give the battalion any chance to counterattack. The six heavy machine guns not only did not have the slightest intention of stopping, but on the contrary, they continued to fight more and more fiercely.

As for the more than 400 old Maozi who had already rushed to the front of the formation, they quickly lay on the ground and approached the position of the first battalion little by little by crawling......

Soon, more than 400 old Maozi once again advanced to a position less than fifty meters away from the first battalion.

"Old Maozi, this is forcing us to use the dark fort......" Zhou Qiangsheng, who frowned, couldn't help but muttered to himself.

Then, with a firm face, he ordered: "Order the heavy machine gun platoon to immediately strafe the Lao Maozi attacking troops......"

"The rest of the battalion, prepare for a counterattack...... As soon as Lao Maozi's heavy machine gun fire is attracted, give me a fierce counterattack and repel them......"

"Da ......" The mountain bag, which was not the slightest difference from a small mound on the surface, suddenly rang out a dense burst of gunfire. Then, three days of thick tongues of fire flew out of the bunker's firing hole.

Because the three heavy machine guns fired condescendingly, even if the Lao Maozi attacking troops were lying on the ground, their backs were completely exposed to the wounds of the heavy machine guns.

Therefore, wherever the tongues of fire fired by the three heavy machine guns went for three days, the old Maozi lying on the ground was all shot in the back and turned into corpses.