In the face of the Maxim heavy machine gun, the purest murder weapon, which roared again, in the face of the two Czech light machine guns that were condescending to the Sixing Warehouse and suppressed their firepower, and in the face of the battlefield on the right flank, those who were hiding behind the ruins, hiding in the improvised trenches, hiding in the shells that were constantly bombarded by mortar guns and grenades, and finally slowly appeared, the Chinese soldiers who were constantly firing cold guns at them, and the soldiers who were almost rushing to the position of the Chinese were finally suppressed on the battlefield.

In the face of this kind of battle situation in which only a little anger can attack the enemy's position and force the [***] people to engage in bayonet fighting, the commander of the army was also ruthless, he slammed his fist on the map in front of him, and roared loudly: "I have not seen the iron fist of our emperor [***] team, and the position that cannot be smashed!" If they can't capture the positions of the people of China this time, they will all die on the battlefield, and we don't need such a wreck in our army! ”

At a distance of less than 50 meters, the Chinese and the Chinese soldiers were lying on their stomachs on a battlefield full of craters and sharp shrapnel shooting at each other. At this time, the soldiers did not receive an order to retreat, so they could not retreat. At this time, the [***] people guarding the battlefield on the right flank clearly understood that they had no place to retreat at all!

At this time, on the right flank of the Sixing Warehouse, a local battlefield where it was absolutely impossible to invest too many troops in the battle, the Zhong [***] people and the soldiers were like two warriors who were fighting a duel with their lives on a single-plank bridge. At this time, everyone present clearly knew that at such a close distance, whoever retreated first and retreated first would be tantamount to sending his head into the pocket of the big hand of death with his own hands!

Ten against a hundred, it's a hand-to-close fight that's never fair!

At this time, if it weren't for the Makqin heavy machine gun in Lei Zhen's hand and the two Czech light machine guns on the Sixing warehouse that were constantly strafing, the soldiers would have attacked the position defended by the Chinese [***] people in one go.

Those soldiers who tried to use accurate marksmanship to directly snipe the machine gunner soon found that their opponents this time were anything but different! Lei Zhen readjusted the position of the heavy machine gun, and those bullet boxes filled with dirt and built in front of the heavy machine gun became his best defensive fortress, coupled with Lei Zhen's beastly instincts, it was already very difficult to hit him. As soon as a shot misses, the counterattack of the heavy machine gun will immediately pour out.

Seeing one A-class shooter after another die in the confrontation with the heavy machine gun, those soldiers who were lying on the ground scolded wildly in their hearts: "Damn, which bastard is fucking the heavy machine gun, and he can shoot so accurately?!" ”

The two sides did not know how long they had been firing at each other in such a stalemate, and the roar of the heavy machine guns that had been suppressing the entire local battlefield suddenly stopped. Looking at the canvas bullet chain that had been emptied, Lei Zhen shouted loudly: "Ammunition man, bullet!" ”

No one responded, and no one rushed up to replace the bullet chain for the heavy machine gun, and it was only at this time that Lei Zhen discovered that the soldier who had temporarily become a heavy machine gun ammunition driver because of an arm injury that he could no longer shoot had fallen on the battlefield dozens of meters away. Looking at those empty bullet boxes, looking at the ammunition man who fell on the ground and still carried a few bullet chains on his back, Lei Zhen knew that in such an absolutely fierce battlefield, taking a step back is death, and the heavy machine gun was dumb or dead, he had already shot all the bullets he had prepared. The ammunition man, I don't know when, had to crawl back under the Four Rows Warehouse, to find the bullet chains dropped by the brothers in the Four Rows Warehouse, and then transport them to Lei Zhen's side.

There was no more roar of heavy machine guns, and the soldiers raised their heads in confusion, and a nimble lieutenant suddenly let out a wild shout: "Everyone rush, they don't have any machine guns with bullets!" ”

Lei Zhen's eyes widened, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the ammunition hand who was lying dozens of meters away, with several bullet chains on his back, and suddenly let out a wild shout: "Son, bullets!" ”

A gray-black figure, like a black lightning bolt, shot fiercely at the ammunition hand who was lying halfway.

It's the wolf that has been following Lei Zhen! It flew to the munitionist's side, and with its teeth it bit down on two canvas chains of two hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition, spread its legs, and ran wildly in the direction of the thunderbolt. Two chains of canvas bullets filled with bullets that seemed too heavy bumped and bumped as it ran with all its might, emitting a soft metallic sound.

Suddenly, Lei Zhen's son's front paw was tripped by the bullet it bit in its mouth, and it was clear that when it let go of its mouth, it could rely on its vigorous skills to find a way to restore its balance, but in this case, it still bit the bullet chain in its mouth, and with the most embarrassing movements, it slammed into the ground full of shrapnel.

Blood slammed from the corner of its mouth, and a sharp piece of shrapnel cut its mouth, but after jumping up, it was desperate to bite the two bullet chains and continue to run towards the thunderstorm. It is a wolf, of course it doesn't know why Lei Zhen wants to participate in this battle, and it doesn't know why Lei Zhen has to face such a large number of enemies, but it clearly knows that Lei Zhen needs these bullets, if it doesn't have these things, if it can't get these things to Lei Zhen's hands as soon as possible, Lei Zhen will die!

"Well done!"

Lei Zhen took the canvas bullet chain that was still stained with the blood of the ammunition hand from his son's mouth, he slapped his son's head hard, then turned his head, and after sending the bullet chain into the heavy machine gun, he pulled the bolt of the heavy machine gun with a "bang".

"Da Da Da ......"

In the high-speed transmission of canvas bullets, the Maxim water-cooled heavy machine gun began to roar wildly again. The soldiers who had been swept away by the thunder just now and could barely raise their heads, finally got the machine gun that was breathing, and finally prepared to attack the position of the [***] people in one go, and fell to the ground again.

"Whew......"

A familiar wail came from behind Lei Zhen, Lei Zhen turned his head, and suddenly an absolute coldness hit Lei Zhen's heart, and the corners of his eyes were even more cracked. His son rushed to the ammunition man's side again, biting the last two bullet chains on his body, but at this time, it had already attracted the attention of the soldier, and just as it stumbled and ran back, an old soldier lying on the ground raised the rifle in his hand, and with a light gunshot, a Type 38 rifle bullet accurately hit its body.

The wolf, which was running at high speed, was hit by this bullet and turned over several times on the ground in a row, leaving a large area of shocking blood on the ground it rolled over, looking at the wolf struggling to get up again, Lei Zhen hissed and roared: "Son, how is it?" ”

Suddenly, Lei was stunned, and Xie Jinyuan, who was standing on the third floor of the Sixing Warehouse and watching the battle with a telescope, was also stunned. Because in this case, even if his body was pierced by bullets, Lei Zhen's son still bit the two canvas bullet chains with 500 bullets and did not let go.

It actually bit the two bullet chains, struggled and ran towards Lei Zhen again.

"Son, tell me, who injured you?!"

Of course, Lei Zhen's son couldn't speak, but his gaze slashed through a distance of hundreds of meters and fell on a soldier who was still emitting wisps of white smoke from his rifle.

A suffocating sensation like being choked by the throat of death slammed into the heart of the soldier. He suddenly found that the wolf who had been shot, with its green eyes, was staring at him, and the heavy machine gun, who had killed many of their brothers, and who had not fallen now, was also staring at him with the same green eyes.

"Fuck you! My son bit off a piece of meat from my hand, and I didn't even bother to hit it, and you dared to shoot it!! ”

Thunder let out a long howl like a wounded wolf, and the heavy machine gun in his hand began to roar again, and in the frantic jumping of the bullet casings, the bullets that melted the blood of both the ammunition hand and his son struck the soldier like a storm.

Crazy, Lei Zhen is really crazy at this time!

It was this bastard who actually shot his son and hit his last and only relative in the world!

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