Chapter 1054 A different kind of hand-to-hand combat

The distance with the little devil is getting closer and closer!

This battle was already within the fat man's calculations, and when he separated from the convoy yesterday, he had reserved enough ammunition for this perhaps the largest flying army in the country. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He doesn't need to be short of food and ammunition at all, and he lacks a trained army, so he lets the little devils get close before fighting.

But today, he did!

The distance is always inversely proportional to the shooting hit, and the farther the distance, the hit rate will be affected by the ballistic dispersion, wind speed, and the accuracy and mentality of the individual shot, so the closer the distance, the better the shooting results, which everyone knows.

"One hundred and fifty meters!" The observer hand reports the distance.

The soldiers on the heights of Blind Ridge were engrossed in holding the guns in their hands, aiming at the little devils who were slowly approaching the heights.

"One hundred meters!" The observer continues to report the distance.

The little devil found that the distance between the two sides was so close, and the bandits on the high ground hadn't shot yet, so he was really patient.

"Steady!" The fat man has actually seen the strength of the little devil's brigade, and it is obvious that he is testing the truth and reality.

If there are fewer soldiers coming up from the little devils, and the pressure on the flying army with terrain advantage is not enough at all, then it will not be possible to test what kind of firepower the flying army on the high ground has.

After the infantry has tested the firing point of the flying army, the artillery of the little devils will continue to bombard, clearing the firing point of the flying army for the real attack and reducing obstacles.

Now that the fat man has seen this, how can he let the little devil's plan succeed easily?

"All grenades ready!" The fat man gave the order, and within fifty meters, he would not have given the order to fight.

To give the little devil a touch of the north, the firepower point can not be easily exposed, the fat man decided this first battle, he is ready to fight closely, maybe also ready to fight hand-to-hand!

"Knock!" It's a pity that the little devil didn't let his wish come true, and when there were still a hundred meters left, the attacking little devil took the lead and started shooting.

"Da Da Da ......"

The crooked handle of the little devil's charge with the team began to strafe ammunition at the unmoving flying army position on the high ground to cover the charge of the little devil's infantry.

Bullets were fired on the mounds of the trenches, splashing dust, but the flying army would never return fire without receiving orders.

It's just that the fat man has reached the critical point, holding a grenade in his hand, pulling out the safety pin, staring at the little devil rushing up the slope, as long as he reaches the distance in his heart, he will not hesitate to hit the lead of the grenade, and then throw the grenade that triggers the lead.

The little devil held the 38 big cover in his hand, and saw that he did not receive any counterattack, and rushed up with a scream, his hideous face was clearly recognizable, and many soldiers were hiding in the trenches and muttering, my uncle wouldn't fall asleep, right?

Let the little devil get as close as possible, the flying army with the advantage of high ground is condescending, and throwing grenades naturally has the advantage of earth gravity, while the little devils throw from low to high, as long as the distance is not close enough, the grenades that can't be thrown into the trench may roll back under the action of the earth's gravity and blow themselves up.

So at such a close distance, the flying army did not throw grenades, and the little devil who charged was lucky.

It's just that the little devil's happiness is just a moment, such a simple truth, such a favorable position, such a good opportunity, the fat man will not give up.

"Throw the fat man to death!" The fat man shouted an order, and at the same time smashed the grenade with the safety pin removed on his steel helmet, and then threw the grenade out of the trench without looking.

The grenade flew some distance in the air, landed on a sloping slope, and then rolled down the grunt at the imp who rushed up.

"Nani?!" The little devil soldier was dumbfounded when he saw the grenades rolling in front of him, and he was in a daze, and the overwhelming grenades were thrown down one by one from above the high ground, and then fell on the slope, spinning and rolling over.

"Boom, boom......" The little devil who had just rushed to a distance of about 30 meters was blown up by the grenade of the flying army soldier, and suddenly, the little devil of a large group who rushed up fell into an extremely tragic fate.

The soldiers of the flying army hiding in the trenches, a wave of grenades, blew up these little devils unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south, and also made the little devil commander who was observing the battle situation with a telescope unable to tell the difference, because it was too close to the trenches of the flying army, and from a distance, it looked like the little devils of this brigade had rushed to the position of the flying army.

"Brothers, follow the fat master to kill the devil!" The fat man, who threw three grenades, held twenty rings in one hand and a German mountain division sapper shovel in the other, and rushed out of the trench with a loud roar.

Holding the grenade in the trench, the soldier of the flying army who had fought such a battle, heard the fat man's roar, this change was too fast, and he couldn't react a little.

But they are the masters of tigers and wolves who have been tempered for thousands of years, and they instantly understood the fat man's plan, and they fought hand-to-hand with the little devils, how could they be missing?

For a while, the crowd was excited, and they all took out their bayonets, and while putting on the M1, they rushed out of the trench, and followed the fat man like a tiger into a flock, and rushed into the pile of little devils who were falling into chaos.

"Bang Bang ......"

Somewhat strangely, this quiet distance battle was supposed to develop in the direction of hand-to-hand combat, but as soon as the two sides came into contact, it became a one-sided slaughter, one-sided wishful thinking.

The ghost will give up his own advantages and fight with the little devil with a bayonet!

The 38 big cover is the longest rifle in World War II, one is the high-level of the little devil taking into account the accuracy of long-distance shooting, and the other is taking into account the need for stabbing.

And the little devil has very high requirements for stabbing, and in battle, a little devil can even spell out several Chinese soldiers, which shows how much the little devil attaches importance to the stab.

Since you know the strengths of the little devil soldiers, and you have to fight against the little devils, it is not the fighting style of the fat man, nor is it the fighting style of the flying army.

The fighting style of the fat man and the flying army is the theory of firepower first, regardless of whether you shoot at each other or fight hand-to-hand, you will win with the firepower advantage that overwhelms the opponent!

No matter how fast the bayonet is, it is faster than a gun?

"Bang, bang, bang......" The battlefield rang out with gunshots and the aggrieved cursing of the little devils.

The little devil was aggrieved and wanted to scold his mother, because these opponents were too lacking in the spirit of bushido, and they looked at the rifles with bayonets, but when these thieves rushed over, and when they put up a posture of stabbing, these hateful thieves opened fire.

The only use of the bayonets on the rifles of these thieves is to pick and kill those wounded Imperial soldiers, which is simply inhumane!

Among this group of thieves, the most hateful is a fat man with a big waist and a round waist.

This thing is holding a folding sapper shovel in one hand and twenty rings in the other, as if entering a no-man's land!

When the little devil soldier saw him holding a sapper shovel and a bayonet, he came over to fight him hand-to-hand.

Good guy, this thing is a shot, the little devil soldier was suddenly knocked down, no matter life or death, this thing took the sapper shovel, raised his hand and shovel down, whether the little devil was injured or frightened, it was impossible to solve the problem for the sapper shovel.

The other warriors were shocked when they saw their uncle's methods, it was so shameless, but they liked it.

M1, Thomson, twenty shots, anyway, who fights with the little devil with a bayonet, who is stupid to give up his own firepower advantage, the M1 rifle emptied the magazine, took out twenty shots and continued to shoot.

In the Pacific War, the U.S. military used effective tricks to deal with the bayonets of little devils, and the flying army has been very mature, which is like an adult cleaning up a child, and there is no suspense at all.

At such a time, this "hand-to-hand combat" turned into a one-sided massacre, and a brigade of thousands of people was completely annihilated in front of the position of the flying army with a single charge, and most of the corpses were snatched back by the flying army.

The little devil commander was wondering, but after a while, a scene suddenly appeared on the high ground of the Blind Ridge, which made him and all the little devils present angry.

I saw the corpses of the little devils who were brought back to the trenches by the flying army soldiers, and after a short time, they were stripped of their military uniforms and cotton clothes, leaving only a crotch cloth, and then they were thrown out of the trenches by the flying army soldiers, basking in the winter sun in front of the position.

"Yaga!" The little devils, from the commander to the lower-level soldiers, scolded their mothers when they saw this scene.

These hateful Chinese people, hanging the naked corpses of the Imperial soldiers in the stronghold, and now they actually strip these thousands of imperial soldiers naked and throw them in front of the trenches, this is a humiliation, this is a humiliation to every imperial soldier!

This time, the little devil commander didn't even dare to give the order to open the cannon, for fear of damaging these corpses, so that the remaining little devil soldiers could see that they died in battle, and even the corpses would be insulted.

If the cannon fired, it would inevitably blow these corpses to pieces, which would cool the surviving Imperial soldiers.

Entering the earth for security is not only the demand of the Chinese nation, but also the needs of the little devils, once they have been bombarded, the corpses are incomplete, and they have no chance to even be buried.

The most hateful thing is that at this time, it is still the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the weather is cold, and they are not afraid of the corpse stinking for a while, these thieves are really calculating, since they can't easily open fire, they humiliated them and made them thunder.

There were too few corpses of the little devils in the previous stronghold, and because the sky was relatively dark during the first shelling, it was impossible to see the situation clearly, and only a few corpses were intact after the shelling, but it was nothing.

And now, thousands of corpses of their companions wearing crotch cloths appeared in the eyes of the little devils, challenging their nerves.

Soon, the fat man and all the soldiers of the flying army saw the anger of the little devil.

It was impossible to open fire, and the little devil who almost lost his mind directly charged with a wing, and he didn't even carry the 92 infantry guns, and rushed straight up.

Seeing the overwhelming little devils pressing up, everyone in the trenches had a calm face, no matter how big the battle was, they had experienced it, a wing, they hadn't taken it seriously.

Xiao Banshan smiled bitterly and said to the fat man: "Uncle, the little devil is going crazy for you this time, a crazy opponent, anything can be driven out!" ”

"Master reminds us, when we teach the little devils of this wing a lesson, the little devils are about to run away, and now they are afraid of the corpses, and they will not care about anything for a while, let the brothers try to preserve their strength, press the little devils of this wing, and prevent them from rushing up!" The fat man thought about it, Xiao Banshan's words were right, and hurriedly explained.

Xiao Banshan nodded, human nature is a very complicated thing, like little devils, these inhumane beasts like to go crazy the most.

A race with a human skin on the outside, but beasts on the inside, no one knows what they can do.

The fat man did this, delaying time, one is to try to let the little devil's madness be postponed, but to buy time for himself, this battle, he doesn't know how long it will last.

But it won't be long!

Because the information intercepted by Yumi Shinozaki is a weighty thing, he handed it over to Jiang Lai, and Jiang Lai is passing it on to Boss Dai, judging from the historical evaluation of Boss Dai, it is impossible not to tell our bald comrade.

Historically, the Supreme Commander of the Second World War Zone and the bald head have all kinds of rivalries, what has this commander done in history?

It's just that Yumi Shinozaki intercepted a little bit of information about the commander, this kind of information can make the bald head thunder, in order to get rid of the connection with the little devil, the commander must seize the opportunity he created this time, and fight with the little devil to show his innocence.

Watching the dense little devils slowly approaching the high ground, the fat man knew that the little devils would definitely be as anxious as just now, and they would definitely advance steadily, after all, the little devils had a numerical advantage, and compared to the consumption of personnel, the flying army suffered a loss.

"Get all combatants into combat positions!" The fat man explained, turned his head and saw Jiang Yi lying beside him, staring at the little devil who was slowly advancing under the slope with a telescope.

"Jiang Yi, let the artillery prepare, this time we have to use the artillery!" He smiled, added another sentence, and said: "Remember, bomb slowly, and we must not let our artillery be exposed at once, because the fat man doesn't want the little devil to fire all the power for the time being, and the shelling will outweigh the losses!" ”

Jiang Yi was stunned, then nodded, and hurriedly retreated, he understood and understood the fat man's words.

There were thousands of corpses of little devils in front of the position, which made the little devils a little scrupled, so this time when they launched an attack, the soldiers of the flying army were not shelled by the little devils.

If he didn't understand this, he could kill and injure a large number of little devils at once, and it would also expose the artillery firepower of the flying army.

And it will also provoke the little devils, and when the little devils don't care about anything, they will shell them on the slope indiscriminately, even if they have double-layer trenches to play a certain role in preventing artillery, but there will still be casualties.

This is a weight that neither the fat man nor he can bear!

Of course, the fat man is afraid of too many casualties, and he is afraid of the nest.

Jiang Yi felt that what he was most embarrassed about was that as a man like a cannon god, he was pressed by the little devil artillery to teach a lesson, and watching the Pao Ze brothers die and be injured in the fire of the little devil one by one, he felt sorry for the title of the cannon god, and he was ashamed of his ability.

"The eighty-two mortars of the second brigade, each bring a box of shells, keep up with the master!" As soon as Jiang returned to the mortar position, he shouted at the soldiers next to the three mortars...... (To be continued.) )