Directly opposite Zhou Qingfeng was the second battalion of the second regiment of Nanbang, and the commander was an acting captain and battalion commander. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 At the moment of the ambush, the battalion commander was slowly moving forward in his jeep, and his men were lazily dragging their way.

As soon as the shots rang out, bullets whistled from the hills on both sides of the road. The commander of the Nanbang battalion, who was unprepared, was taken aback, in his opinion, more than 1,000 people were tantamount to being flanked by someone, and the fire came suddenly and violently, causing great chaos.

In the early days of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, the quality of the soldiers in Nanbang was extremely low. Quite a few people were sent to the battlefield after only enlisting in the army for about 10 days and receiving no combat training at all. When they find out that their companions are dead and bullets are flying, the horror in their hearts will cause them to have irrepressible fear.

Seeing his men running around, the battalion commander of the Nanbang took out his pistol and jumped out of the jeep and shouted to the adjutant and signal corpsman beside him: "Get off, get off, the fourth and fifth companies will fight on the spot, and the sixth company of the rear guard will occupy the high ground on the left in a roundabout way, and the enemy must be repulsed." ”

The Nanbon Signal Corps jumped off the jeep with his commander, and he was lying behind a ridge on the side of the road with a radio on his back, holding the microphone and shouting. A South Stick machine gun crew also hurriedly placed a tripod on the side of the road, and a M1919A4 was erected, the bullet chain was fed into the receiver, and the barrel began to roar.

"Fuck, it's good to be a dog's leg, and the heavy machine gun says it's there." Zhou Qingfeng was holding a pitiful 38 big cover in his hand, and he wished that this was his electromagnetic rifle.

Snap one shot and pull the bolt once, snap another shot and pull the bolt again, and the magazine is empty after five rounds. Zhou Qingfeng had to find a bridge clip to re-press the bullet into the magazine.

"Damn* is so inefficient, this is just such a trouble to hit the southern stick, and in the future, when you encounter the US military spraying bullets, it will be the same as watering a high-pressure water pipe, so what can I do?"

On the battlefield, guns and cannons are already roaring, and gunpowder smoke is everywhere, and one of the characteristics of the turtle battle is that the beginning of the surprise attack is full firepower, which gives people an extremely fierce feeling. However, in the rain of bullets, Zhou Qingfeng's gunshots one after another were also extremely intensive.

"Zhou Da, you aim for me to shoot and save some bullets." The squad leader was responsible for commanding the ten people under him, and when he heard Zhou Qingfeng spray two bullets from the bridge clamp in one breath, this neat energy made him scold, "You kid fights like this, you can't even hit a ghost." ”

Bullets have always been in short supply, and soldiers can't feed them with bullets during their usual training. For a long time, the marksmanship of the rabbit soldier was like a floating cloud - every good gunner was trained with a lot of bullets, but the turtle just didn't have the conditions.

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's fierce defeat, the squad leader in charge of the command was so angry that his nose was smoking. The squad leader has a rare impression that this big man has good marksmanship, but there is no specific concept of how good it is. He always felt: No matter how good this kid's marksmanship is, he has to aim for me and then pull the trigger!

Listening to his squad leader running over and scolding, Uncle Zhou also lost his temper. He was already loading the third bridge clip, pressing in the bullet and continuing to shoot with a sharp gun. While shooting, he also scolded: "Less blind*** Lao Tzu is very accurate!" ”

The squad leader rushed to Zhou Qingfeng's side, and when he heard that this kid dared to fight back, he subconsciously looked towards the road under the mountain. This is a terrible sight, several corpses have fallen on the road, and it seems that they were all shot shots, and there are no false shots.

The battle scene filmed in movies and television is a bunch of people crowded together and shooting, which is lively and beautiful, but if this really appears on the battlefield, it is purely looking for death, and the enemy can be reimbursed for more than a dozen shells if they fall.

The real position is a very wide one, often seven or eight meters or ten meters before there is one person, and each person is responsible for an area to attack. And now the enemy opposite Zhou Qingfeng has been beaten by him, and the non-commissioned officers and officers in charge of the command are still on the ground, and he still disdains to attack ordinary soldiers.

Zhou Qingfeng had already shrunk the two infantry squads opposite him on the ridge of the road and did not dare to raise his head, and the squad leader even saw with his own eyes that he had begun to aim at the enemy in other directions, and he would never waste bullets with one shot.

Thankfully, although the 38 cover is a little rotten, it is relatively accurate, and the accuracy is relatively high within 100 meters. The squad leader turned his anger into joy, half-squatted and slapped his thigh and said: "Good boy, your gun is more powerful than a machine gun, suppress the enemy by a platoon!" ”

With the attribute of 'murderous awe-inspiring', Zhou Qingfeng kills more people, the stronger his ability becomes, and his ferocity also attracts the attention of the enemy on the opposite side.

A company commander of the South Stick Company was arranging counterattack firepower on a chaotic front, and he found that more than 20 people under him were cowering behind the road and did not move.

"You platoon leader? Where did the platoon commander die? The commander of the South Stick Company scolded angrily, "It's only been a few minutes since the battle, and you're like this?" Fight back! ”

A soldier shuddered behind the ridge with his head in his arms, and when he was pulled out by the company commander, he couldn't help but shout, "Our platoon commander is dead, he died in the beginning." ”

"And your deputy platoon commander?"

"The deputy platoon commander is also dead."

Damn, this row is really unlucky! No wonder there was no one to command as soon as the war began, and it turned out that the two commanders were all hanging. The company commander of Nanbang didn't have time to sigh, and continued to ask: "What about the squad leader?" Your squad leader and deputy squad leader are always here. ”

"Where is our squad leader, and the deputy squad leader doesn't know where it is." The soldier who shrunk his head and shrunk his head struggled to break free from the company commander's hand, and he wanted to lie behind the ridge alive, but he couldn't get up.

The commander of the company followed the soldier's finger and saw that a corpse with a half-pulled skull was lying in the grass not far away, and was killed with one shot.

"Damn it." At this time, the commander of the Nanbang company also understood that there was a very powerful shooter on the opposite side, and in less than a few minutes, he swept away the commander of his entire platoon, "Machine guns, machine guns for me to suppress the opposite side, I will personally command this platoon." ”

Nanbang has the support of Mei Dad, and the weapons and equipment are still good. There was a special machine gun squad in one platoon, and it was also two heavy machine guns. Now with an officer in command, a machine-gun group finally got back into action and began to look for opposite points of fire and start firing.

Just a few dozen meters away, Zhou Qingfeng was playing happily here. He didn't even have to do anything to press the bullets now, and the excited squad leader gave him his rifle to use, and was responsible for reloading the empty magazine.

"Big Zhou, good job."

"You're a sharpshooter."

"Aim at the opponent's firepower and hit the ,......。 hard"

The two of them were working together happily, and suddenly a dense rain of bullets swished and flew in, and it was very wrong to listen to the sound, which was specifically aimed at Zhou Qingfeng's place.

The point 30 caliber bullet splashed the dirt in front of the position, and Zhou Qingfeng lowered his head in fright, and felt the vibration of bullets constantly coming from the ground.

"Change places." Without Zhou Qingfeng's words, the squad leader was also experienced, so he immediately took him to change positions, and the two of them came out from more than ten meters away.

Seeing that the fierce shooter of the Chinese communist army was suppressed by the machine gun, the commander of the Nanbang company on the opposite side immediately lifted his spirits and shouted loudly for the other soldiers to return fire. In his opinion, he has many people and strong firepower, and he can still insist on pushing the opponent back.

It's just that the machine gun went off for less than half a minute, and a shot from the opposite side knocked the machine gunner down, and the same skull was ruptured, killing him with one shot. The deputy shooter in charge of supplying the ammunition hurriedly buried his head on the ground, holding his head and pouting his buttocks, like an ostrich.

"The machine gun can't be stopped, get up and keep shooting." The commander of the Nanbang Company was suddenly in a hurry, and he was in a cold sweat. The opposite side is full of momentum and morale, and if he loses machine gun suppression at this time, let alone this platoon, he will not even be able to live.

But before the machine gun sounded again, a shrill military horn suddenly sounded from the opposite mountain, and after the military horn, a mountain of war cries was rapidly approaching. (To be continued.) )