Hirano Masaji would never have dreamed that the wave of flow tactics he came up with with countless brain cells would one day become a death-sending tactic that would bury his future. Without hearing his retreat order, the little devil didn't think of retreating at all, and he didn't even think of lying down to make tactical evasions. So, in Ouyang Yun's telescope, the little devils fell one after another, and in just five minutes, more than a thousand devils fell three or four hundred people, and in some places, the corpses accumulated, and they turned into human graves. "Let's go!" The half of the cigarette he was holding in his mouth fell - he couldn't understand it a little - is the little devil crazy?

The one-sided slaughter continues. At the same time, there were several senior officers of the Ninth Division such as Yoshizu Ryosuke, and unlike Ouyang Yun, who was so shocked that he dropped his cigarette, the old devil directly shocked off the telescope. Then, he immediately remembered this Hirano Shoji, the Shaozo who usually talks about the so-called "wave of streams". Thinking of this, he felt the urge to slap himself hard. With a fierce fist, he scolded viciously: "Eight grids! Shoji Hirano! Dead, dead, dead! ”

I don't know if I heard Yoshizu Ryosuke's curse in the dark, and after about a hundred or so people fell, Hirano Nakaha came to his senses. At this time, unconsciously, his body was already sweaty, and his body trembled as if he was swinging in June. "Retreat, retreat, lie down on the spot! Bagu, these bastards ......" he shouted weakly, forgetting that he had not allowed them to lie down in his usual training. At the same time, he couldn't figure out that when he usually trained, a charge would go up at a distance of eighty meters, but now, it has been almost ten minutes, and the eighty-meter distance between the two sides is still eighty meters.

The nerves of the little devils are strong enough, but it is not difficult to find from the already confused eyes of the survivors that the constant death of their comrades has had an impact on their nerves.

Also, the scene that happened today is too different from what Hirano Shaosa usually describes. Didn't the people of China lack the courage to fight? Didn't the people of China be crushed with a single blow? Aren't the weapons of the Shina people mostly old sleeves? And what are the weapons they are holding in their hands now? The muzzle flame never stopped—and what they didn't know was that the defenders had a big weapon they didn't use—grenades. A distance of 80 meters is a bit far for a grenade, so the instructors of the cadet military academy teach that a distance of 50 meters is the best stopping distance. This distance is also the best distance to throw a grenade.

The Japanese army retreated, and as they had come, the tide receded, leaving behind corpses everywhere.

Xu Rongfang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his deputy Sun Gang ran over and asked, "Company commander, give the order to pursue, right?" Xu Rongfang shook his head, he pointed to the waist of a soldier next to him and said, "Pursuit, you see how much ammunition the brothers have left." ”

Sun Gang looked in the direction of his finger, his mouth slightly open and speechless. The Cadet Corps is an ordinary unit, with a total of 100 rounds of ammunition per soldier. And after only a quarter of an hour or so of fighting, there was only one magazine left on the soldier's waist. Nearly 80 rounds of ammunition were fired in an instant, and Sun Gang didn't know whether to admire the soldier's hand speed or reprimand him for spending ammunition. Because so far, he's only finished firing a half-magazine.

Xu Rongfang said: "The brothers are still too nervous. He had already taken a closer look, and all but a few veterans had almost all run out of ammunition. In this way, in just a quarter of an hour, their company fired no less than 10,000 rounds of ammunition. Although it is said that the military family has a great cause, it can't withstand such consumption. What if you run out of bullets? Fight bayonets? There are still about 600 Japanese soldiers. Moreover, the quality of its individual soldiers is far higher than that of the other side, and if the other party comes back to the carbine, it will be a big joke.

Sun Gang scratched his head and said with a smile: "These turtle sons, this consumption is too ruthless." Hehe, I hope the military seat won't pay attention to these little things. ”

Xu Rongfang looked at Xifengkou behind him and said, "I have to ask the group seat for instructions to retreat." The little devils on the other side are so crazy that I'm really afraid that they will continue to rush up without knowing whether they are alive or dead. ”

"Hehe, don't be afraid, our grenade hasn't moved yet."

"With this kind of accuracy, one base number of grenades per person is only afraid and useless," Xu Rongfang said, looked at the hygienist who was busy bandaging the wounds of the wounded not far away, and beckoned to the walk-in-talker: "Xiao Liu, ask for instructions from the regimental seat, we are running out of ammunition, please rotate." ”

One company withdrew. In this short round of firefighting, they paid more than 40 casualties, of which 17 were killed, most of them were injured by shells. And the enemies they annihilated reached a terrifying 300 hundred. This made the officers and soldiers of the other companies look at Xu Rongfang and them one by one, and they all show respectful eyes.

In the front-line headquarters on the Xifengkou Pass, Ouyang Yun finally put down the binoculars. He smiled and said to the people behind him: "The little devil was beaten badly this time. But why do I think it's a little weird? Is it because these devils are stupid or is it because of other reasons? Is there such a charge? It's almost inseparable from death. This gives us at least half an hour more time to recuperate. Pulled down like this? They're playing well! ”

"Commander, they consume too much ammunition. Just now, Ge Dabiao called to report on the situation of the battle, saying that the company had consumed an average of 80 rounds of ammunition just now. ”

"Eighty rounds? Just a little moment? Ouyang Yun's eyes widened, and he scolded angrily: "This group of losers, are they using guns to beat devils?" It's clearly smashing devils with money! I'm! That Xu Rongfang, I was going to be rewarded heavily, hmph, I have to reconsider it now. If this kind of atmosphere is allowed to continue, our student army will one day make a joke about having guns and not bullets-" The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became: "If the little devil continues to charge just now, God-"

He was venting his dissatisfaction, when suddenly, the gunshots of "Ping Pong Ping" rang out. The gunfire was so close that it startled everyone. Bai Tassel immediately took out two guns and fought against Ouyang Yun's back, while the other guards also had guns in their hands and loaded their bullets. Chen Shichang frowned, and shouted, "What's the matter?" Where is this gunshot? "Draw your gun and run to the door.

Ouyang Yun picked up the binoculars and looked down, but he didn't find the battle situation on the battlefield, his brows furrowed, and he smiled angrily: "Joke, was it actually touched by the little devil to the mountain?" What about Guo Da? Where did he go? ”