Serious thanks to the Xiao Riding School of "Iron Age" for giving me a strong recommendation! To borrow a bit of iron-clad murderous aura, this chapter is also written with murderous spirit. ）

The platoon commander watched in horror as the tongue of fire fell to the ground, killing the brothers exposed to the light one by one.

Someone shouted, and the few people who were not injured threw down their guns, ran into the darkness, and fled for their lives.

Damn it, bitches, get away! Give me back! Come back!!!

He cursed in his heart, but he didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear that the tongue of fire would light at him. He could only hold his breath and press his body into the dead grass.

Several deadly light bombs went out one after another, and darkness returned to the surroundings.

The wounded soldiers who were still breathing around called one after another, and the platoon commander was a little more sober, staring at the window of the black hole, pinching a handful of sweat, and crawling slowly, before climbing to the side of the house for a while.

The remaining twenty or so people in this row were huddled on the sides and back of the house, staring at it all, speechless with shock.

But the platoon commander is the platoon commander, took two breaths, and asked his subordinates:

"You ...... Who carries ...... Grenades? ”

His subordinates stared and shook their heads. It wasn't a war that came out to arrest people, and there were no grenades at all!

"Damn," the platoon commander scolded as he leaned against the brick wall, holding his gun and trembling, "if there's a grenade, throw two of them through the window." Grandma is a bear, what a machine gun, damn so powerful! ”

One of the soldiers boldly asked:

"Sir, what shall we do then?"

The platoon commander spat and said viciously:

"Damn, stay here, anyway, they nailed themselves to the back window, and if they want to come out, they will come out from the front, let's lie here, and when they come out, we will beat a brother-in-law from behind!"

As the order was passed down, there was a burst of bolts, and twenty or so people crawled to the sides of the house, aiming their guns at the open space in front of the house.

The platoon commander looked at the few brothers who were still wailing in front of the room, thinking about the few who ran away just now, and scolded in his heart, grandma's, the Xuzhou garrison is still the elite unit of the Qing Army, and the gendarme is a high-quality part of the army.

……

The room was also shocked.

You don't need to go to the window to see for yourself, the wailing from outside the house speaks for itself. The first land battle of the "woodpecker" calmed everyone.

The machine gunner, who was lying in the front window, was already trembling with excitement at the moment, his ears were still buzzing, and he couldn't hear anyone else say anything at all. The bomb supplier was also excited, but after all, the professional quality was here, and his hands were still very quick to load the bullets into the metal bullet chain that had just been removed. All the Mauser rifle bullets were pooled together and used for the machine guns. Spare barrels and asbestos gloves are on hand and ready to go.

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang sat on the ground next to the bed, clutched the Thomson submachine gun in both hands, and asked in a dry throat:

“…… How much? ”

The bombardier slapped the machine gunner before he reacted and said in a low voice:

"Even dead and wounded, at least ...... Six. A few more escaped. Now the front ...... There's no one left......"

This is different from the Maxim they used to fight. Definitely not the same. Although the muzzle flame of the gun was so loud, although the body of the gun vibrated so violently, although the sound was so deafening and pierced the eardrum, it ...... Really easy to use!

It's like holding a scalpel and cutting meat directly, it's very lightweight, it's fast, and it's one at a time.

Although there was a real combat on the plane once, that kind of combat is very abstract, far from being able to compare with this kind of face-to-face life.

In a surprise attack like this just now, if it were a Maxim machine gun, two or three would be brought down at most before the other side reacted and fled and hidden. But this kind of machine gun is too explosive, and the other party hasn't reacted yet, and six people are already lying there.

The Heavy even felt that if it weren't for the first time he had killed someone with this gun, and he himself was frightened, more people would have been put down. Those deserters couldn't run away.

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang leaned on the edge of the bed and tried to stand up, but found that his legs and arms were soft. He simply sat back down, touched his forehead, swallowed dryly, and felt trembling all over.

For the first time. It was his first time in battle. Although he did not shoot with his own hands and did not see the enemy with his own eyes, his legs and hands were numb just by listening to the deafening gunfire and screams.

Damn, that's not going to work! Absolutely not! I'm an intelligence officer, a soldier! It's a veteran!

I need to stand up!!

Damn, who's afraid of whom! Think it's a game!

It's a crossing, and I'm the main character! The meaning of the protagonist is that it will always be smooth sailing, always in danger, never die, don't have to do anything, the enemy will be unlucky by himself, collect beautiful women everywhere, collect little brothers everywhere, and have too much money to spend!!

Xiang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth, held on to the edge of the bed, and stood up. He felt his blood run again, and a wave of confidence spread throughout his body.

He cautiously leaned against the front window, peeking out his eyes, and saw a few black masses on the dark ground. In the screams, some will move, some will not move.

He found that if you thought of it all as a first-person shooter, the high-fidelity kind, it was not so scary. At least I feel less cruel.

Xiang Xiaoqiang turned back and asked:

"Nesheng, shall we rush out the front door? Now is the time. ”

Li Gensheng immediately objected:

"Captain, no! The enemy must be lying in ambush on both sides, just waiting for us to get out! ”

"Didn't you say there were only a dozen or so? There are almost a dozen of them who have died and those who have run. ”

"We can't take that risk. A dozen or so are just what we have seen, and there must be some that we haven't seen...... An infantry squad of the Qing army was less than ten people, and now there are more than ten, that is, at least two squads, or more likely a platoon! Now when we go out, there may be a dozen rifles in our backs! Captain, we can't go out! ”

"Okay," Xiang Xiaoqiang nervously shook the submachine gun, the metal drum was already full of sweat, "Okay, you are better at this matter than me, you decide." ”

He glanced at Miss Zhao and Xiao Wu, the big and small beauties were sticking to the corner of the wall, hugging each other with their heads buried in their heads, and no one said a word.

Nodding to Xiaoqiang:

"Then we'll do as planned! Ziteng, you can get it! ”

I haven't experienced this kind of battle scene with a stomachache, but after all, the lord who has carried out tasks alone, killed people, and set fires, quickly stabilized his emotions. He opened a suitcase on the floor, took out a small piece of "sesame pastry" the size of a matchbox, gestured at it, felt it was a little big, pulled off a third of it, and then rolled the rest into long strips and glued them under the nailed back window.

"Ziteng," Xiang Xiaoqiang felt that his voice trembled a little, "You have calculated the amount, don't look back, we are all here to explain." ”

"Don't worry, Captain," the stomach hurt and his voice trembled a little, "It's an old ......"

Several men stood up on the bed, pulled it as far away from the wall as possible, and hid behind the large thick planks.

With a stomachache, he took out a matchstick-sized detonator, inserted it into the plastic explosive, connected it to the wire, dragged it all the way to the back of the bed, and connected it to the detonator. Then he looked up and gestured:

"Alright."

Whispered to Xiaoqiang:

"Alright, come here!"

Everyone gathered behind the bed, huddled together, and fell to the ground.

But the Heavy was still watching from the front window. Xiang Xiaoqiang is also waiting. Everyone was anxious.

What are you waiting for?

I don't know how long it was, maybe ten minutes or so, when a weak train whistled in the distance. After a moment, the ground trembled slightly. The train is near.

Everyone was excited, snapped their fingers at Xiaoqiang, and the two machine gunners also came over with machine guns and bullets.

Everyone squeezed Miss Zhao and Xiao Wu in the middle and tried to protect them as much as possible.

"Okay, get ready ......"

……

The platoon commander and the remaining dozen or so brothers lay on both sides of the house and waited for a long time, but there was no movement in the house. The deadly machine gun was quiet for a long time, but with it in the front window, no one dared to go to the front of the house.

To be honest, even if there was a grenade, he doubted that anyone would dare to touch it under the window and throw it inside.

A guy next to him boldly asked:

"Why hasn't the mud moved for half a day?"

"Shhhh Shut up! ”

As he was talking, he heard a "bang", and the front door of the house was kicked open, and the people inside shouted:

"Alright, there's no one ahead, run!"

Yes! The platoon commander is agitated: they are going to run from the front door!

He hurriedly beckoned all his men to come to the front, lined up, and pointed their guns at the open space in front of them.

After a few seconds......

"Boom !!"

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the ground trembled slightly, followed by the sound of bricks collapsing, and then the choking smell of dust.

……

What's going on? Where did the mortars come from? Or did the grenade explode inside?

The platoon commander wiped a handful of ashes from his face, got up and looked, but none of the brothers around him caught a shot, but ate a mouthful of ashes, and they were all "baba" and vomited, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, he saw that half of the wall of the house had collapsed, which was the side of the back window.

In the darkness, several figures were faintly running into the distance.

"Ah, they ran away," the platoon commander yelled, "shoot!" ”

There were only two or three shots sporadically, and many more were still rubbing their eyes and spitting.

"Chase!"

He saw that there was a man at the back who was running slowly with a machine gun, and he fired with his gun.

A shot missed, and the two people on the other side immediately fell down and fired back, two pieces of fire flashed, and two people on their side died on their backs. Then I saw a black thing whirling and flying over, and the platoon leader shouted:

"Lying down—"

"Boom !!"

Two more people were blown away...... Two seconds later, a finger fell in front of his eyes.

He was annoyed and angry, and was about to get up and lead the team in pursuit, when the last man on the other side had already crossed the railway, and then there was a long sharp roar, and a train clattered past, unhurried, and the coal cars passed one by one.

"Fuck ——!!!"

The platoon commander slammed his gun to the ground and roared in anger.