Cheng Jingxian has been a horse warrior for most of his life, and he has fought countless battles in his life, but Cheng Jingxian can swear that he has never fought such a battle in his life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a bandit, Cheng Jingxian is accustomed to the mode of raiding, roaring, and indulging in the most ideal combat state.

But with Lan Fang's army, let alone whistling, if you want to show your head, you will be dragged back by Cen Jinchang next to you.

"You don't want to die? Hide behind the tank and don't expose yourself to the protective range of the tank's hull. Cen Jinchang felt that sorrow in his heart.

Cheng Jingxian and none of them had received Butan collaborative training, if it weren't for multiple guides, Cen Jinchang really didn't want to take Cheng Jingxian's burden.

"Is your little gun useful? Why don't you take the light machine gun just now? "Even hiding behind the sturdy hull of the tank can't bring Cheng Jingxian more security.

It wasn't until after setting off that Cheng Jingxian found out that Cen Jinchang was holding a strange short gun, not even a bayonet, and it didn't seem to be able to hold many bullets without a bullet plate.

"This is a shotgun, designed for melee combat, and it's better than a machine gun." Cen Jinchang rarely explained much.

Lan Fang's infantry is now very skilled in technology, and the infantry accompanying the tank charge uses shotguns and a small number of light machine guns and flamethrowers, among which the riflemen who use the shotguns are also responsible for throwing grenades, so that the combination can take into account the medium and close combat to the greatest extent.

Cheng Jingxian obviously couldn't see the benefits of this match, but after hearing Cen Jinchang say this, Cheng Jingxian took out a ghost-headed knife from his backhand: "If you really want to fight in close combat, this is the most convenient." ”

Cheng Jingxian, an old bandit, is indeed experienced, and when he said this, Cheng Jingxian carried a ghost head knife in one hand and a pistol in the other, which is indeed very efficient with melee combat.

Cen Jinchang subconsciously looked at the ghost head knife twice, and when he saw the dark red blood stains in the blood groove of the ghost head knife, Cen Jinchang nodded: "Yes, follow me for a while, don't be impulsive, you can do whatever I do." ”

Seeing that the bloody battle was imminent, Cen Jinchang didn't have time to teach Jing Xian what to do, and it was always right to run with everyone.

In just a few words, the tanks had advanced to a place only two or three hundred meters away from the iron bridge bridgehead pillbox, and then more than a dozen tanks stopped one after another.

"Why don't you go?" Cheng Jingxian still had the heart to ask a question, but saw that Cen Jinchang had already squatted down and began to put a gas mask on his face.

Cheng Jingxian immediately understood, and immediately followed Cen Jinchang's example, took out a gas mask from the skin on his waist and put it on, this thing is not easy to learn, and Cen Jinchang was required to help, so Cheng Jingxian could be regarded as wearing it according to the requirements.

Almost as soon as he put it on, Cheng Jingxian heard the sound of the tank's cannons.

Boom......

It was very different from what Cheng Jingxian imagined, the sound was not loud at all, and there was no explosion of shells for half a day, and only a faint smoke rose near the bunkers set up by the Japanese at both ends of the iron bridge, and then I saw someone stumbling out of the bunker.

"Rush, rush, rush......" Cen Jinchang shouted as he slapped the tank hull hard.

The exhaust pipe at the back of the tank suddenly spits out a puff of black smoke and swoops forward like a rabbit with an arrow.

Yes, it's different from moving forward slowly just now, now it's a channel, and it's a very fast one, Cheng Jingxian almost has to do his best to keep up.

After all, he was sixty years old, and after running for less than fifty meters, Cheng Jingxian felt that his breathing was disordered, his eyes were black for a while, his heart was beating like a beat, and he was out of breath.

is old, Cheng Jingxian's heart unexpectedly swelled with sadness.

This is the first time Cheng Jingxian has admitted that he is old.

Just when Cheng Jingxian had slowly fallen behind, Cheng Jingxian suddenly felt that he was being put up.

"Hurry up, keep up, you do the tank above, hide behind the turret, don't show your head, the tank will come down as soon as it stops." Although wearing a gas mask, Cheng Jingxian could still hear Cen Jinchang's somewhat muffled voice.

Before he could speak, Cheng Jingxian was put on the extended steel plate at the tail of the FT-17 by two people, which was originally designed to be able to cross a wider trench, and it was quite loose to squat in it alone.

Touching the front and back of the steel plates, Cheng Jingxian's heart was finally steady.

Looking at Cen Jinchang and the other fighters who were closely behind the tank, Cheng Jingxian felt safer than ever.

In fact, the distance of two or three hundred meters really does not take too long for a tank with a speed of ten kilometers per hour, and it only takes a minute or two for the tank to rush to the front of the pillbox.

According to Cen Jinchang's instructions, as soon as the tank was stable, Cheng Jing jumped down from the tank first, and then rolled on the spot, and the people hid under a dirt slope in front of the pillbox.

This old bandit is indeed experienced.

After Cen Jinchang and the soldiers rushed over, Cheng Jing rushed forward with the soldiers.

When he arrived at the door of the bunker, Cheng Jingxian wanted to continue rushing in, but was grabbed by Cen Jinchang, and then Cheng Jingxian saw Cen Jinchang raise his hand and throw two grenades into the bunker.

Loser!

Cheng Jingxian, who had already rushed to the door of the bunker and could rush into the bunker in a few more steps, was really distressed.

Before joining the Vladivostok coalition army, Cheng Jingxian and they did not lack weapons, but there were some things that were still in short supply for Cheng Jingxian, such as light machine guns and grenades.

The entire lion village, there was not a single light machine gun before,

Just now, when Cen Jinchang distributed equipment to Cheng Jingxian, Cen Jinchang took out a whole four boxes of grenades and asked Cheng Jingxian to take them casually, which already made Cheng Jingxian feel Lan Fang's arrogance, and now seeing that Cen Jinchang used grenades like this, Cheng Jingxian will inevitably have the meaning of "loser".

It is really Cheng Jingxian that they are used to being "diligent and thrifty", and one grenade is used to ten envoys.

Cen Jinchang raised his hand and threw two grenades into the bunker, this was not the end, and after the two grenades exploded, two machine gunners immediately rushed up, and the Lewis light machine gun in his hand was a wild sweep.

O loser!

Cheng Jingxian couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Machine gun bullets and rifle bullets look similar, but in fact, the magnification and charge are very different, and the bullets that can be used by the rifle may not be easy to use when replaced with machine guns.

Before joining the "Vladivostok Coalition Army", there were still a few old sleeves in the Lion Village, but unfortunately the bullets were always in short supply, and the shortage was so short that they were not very willing to use them even when they were in harmony with other people's beards.

Now seeing that the Lanfang warriors are so watery that Wang Da uses bullets, Cheng Jingxian's heart is really distressed.

When the battle was over, seeing the specific situation in the bridgehead bunker, Cheng Jingxian was even more heartbroken.

In fact, there are three bunkers in the shape of "Pin" here, and there are five or six Japanese soldiers in each bunker, and of course all these people have been killed now, Cen Jinchang still went up to check it first, and then came to the conclusion: "The effect of the poison gas bomb is not bad, and they are all dead......

Poisonous gas, that is to say, these little devils were actually all dead before Cheng Jingxian and them rushed up.

Now that the little devils have all died, Cheng Jingxian subconsciously wanted to take off the gas mask, which almost scared Cen Jinchang: "You must not take it off, when will you take it off." ”

Cheng Jingxian Ma Shan stopped, there was not much resistance to Cen Jinchang's command, although one of them was a major and the other was only a sergeant major, but Cheng Jingxian obviously didn't have much intention of putting on a show.

"Then why are there grenades and machine guns?" Cheng Jingxian really couldn't figure it out.

"Safety first, no one can be sure whether they are dead just now, we are doing this in accordance with the requirements of the "Infantry Drill Code", this is a procedure that must be followed." Shum Jinchang has good reason.

"Still operating according to the requirements, you are just a waste of ......" Cheng Jingxian muttered in his mouth, not having much awe of the "rules".

This is also normal, if there is enough reverence for the "rules", Cheng Jingxian will not go up the mountain as a beard.

In fact, by now, this one-sided skirmish has ended, and at the same time that Cen Jinchang and his team attacked the pillbox on the south side of the bridge, several tanks crossed the iron bridge and continued to attack the pillbox on the north side of the bridge, and now they have also been taken.

The distance between Mudanjiang Station and this iron bridge is about six kilometers, and it was not until about one kilometer after crossing the iron bridge that Cen Jinchang took off his gas mask, and then gave Cheng Jing a popular science: "Our poison gas bomb is huge, and it usually takes half an hour for the poison gas to be diluted. ”

"Killing the enemy invisibly, this is a good thing, with this, it is easy for us to get rid of the little devils." Cheng Jingxian felt that the future was bright.

"You can't use it often, there are still a lot of restrictions, just like just now, if it weren't for the Japanese from blowing up the bridge, we wouldn't use it...... At the same time, if it is a densely populated area, it can't be used, this thing will hurt our people even more, we are here to drive away the little devils, not to create a no-man's land. "Cen Jinchang needs to point out Lanfang's humanitarianism.

"Cut, since the day this railway was built, it was Lao Maozi who was in charge, and there were not many Lao Maozi people at that time, that is, since the Japanese occupied this railway, there were gradually more talents, but most of them were little devils and Goryeo sticks, our people except for those brutes who forgot their ancestors would not go at all, and the little devils would not let our people go...... Those little devils are not good things, and the Goryeo stick with dog legs is not a good thing, so the people in this Mudanjiang station, if you want to say that you cut them all, there must be wrongs, and if you cut them one by one, there will definitely be a leak. "Cheng Jingxian is very familiar with Mudanjiang Station.

That is, Cheng Jingxian is less than sixty this year, and Lao Maozi only started to build the railway more than ten years ago, and Cheng Jingxian has experienced the whole process of Mudanjiang Station from scratch, and he is naturally very familiar with Mudanjiang Station.

There are no ordinary Chinese people......

It's convenient to fight.

Cen Jinchang really feels sad, strictly speaking, Mudanjiang Station is still the land of the Republic of China, but the Chinese don't even have the right to live on this land, is this still the northeast of the Republic of China?

(To be continued.) )