If the sniper doesn't get away from it, even the helicopter won't be able to rescue him when the devil's army approaches.

In order to provide cover for the snipers, Mao Xueming didn't care about saving bullets, and hit the devils who were aiming at the pursuit, and the last bullet in the cartridge box was discharged, and the gunfire suddenly stopped.

Mao Xueming habitually shouted: "Bullets-"

He Jun helplessly pointed to the cartridge box on the gun and shook his head: "The last one." ”

Mao Xueming was stunned for a moment, and he stuffed the empty bullet box into He Jun's hand: "There are bullets in the back...... Forget it, no need. "The bullet casings scattered on the ground were pushed open by the cartridge box, rolling all over the ground.

The helicopter left the base with a lot of heavy machine gun bullets, but only half of the bullets were loaded on the chain, and the rest were unboxed loose bullets, which had to be loaded onto the chain to continue firing.

However, loading bullets on the bullet chain is a very troublesome thing, and it takes a lot of time to reload, and by the time He Jun loads a bullet chain, I am afraid that this battle will be over a long time ago.

It has become an impossible luxury to continue to use heavy machine guns to shoot, Mao Xueming immediately made a decision, gave up the idea of continuing to use heavy machine guns, tied himself firmly to the hatch with a seat belt, and continued to shoot with his light machine gun.

He didn't even have a chance to play a drum when he was on the ground, and it was a complete opening.

However, Mao Xueming's machine gun did not have a scope, and the accuracy was far less than that of a heavy machine gun with light sights, so he had to ask Captain Wang to reduce the altitude.

The selection criterion for machine gunners is to shoot at 400 meters, and Mao Xueming is very confident in the target within 400 meters, but the vertical height of the helicopter at this time is about 500 meters. The diagonal distance from the target is even farther, and the hit rate is too low without reducing the altitude. It can't achieve the effect of suppressing the devil at all.

To raise the hit rate above the level, a height of 300 meters is the most suitable.

Captain Wang was reluctant. But the lesser of two evils had to agree to Mao Xueming's request.

But closing the distance not only increases your own hit rate, but also increases the hit rate of the devil, and then opening the hatch and shooting at the devil is equivalent to death.

Mao Xueming has already learned the shooting ability of the devil, and he has witnessed the sacrifice of his comrades, how dare he open the hatch and shoot with his own eyes?

Fortunately, the light machine gun did not need a bracket, so he removed the heavy machine gun from the bracket and handed it to He Jun, and pulled the hatch to leave only a narrow slit for shooting, through which he shot at the devils on the ground.

The narrow slit with the width of the palm is enough for shooting. Mao Xueming adjusted his position while shooting, although the power of the squad machine gun was small, but he had plenty of bullets in his hand, and if a short shot could not hit the enemy, he would come again with a short point shot, even if he wasted a little more bullets, he had to destroy the devil's vital force.

If he had done this on the ground, he would have made the devil's counterattack a bloody hole, but he was flying in the air now. The devil can't get started when he is beaten, and he can't do anything about it.

I am afraid that it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future, and we must seize the opportunity to take revenge and revenge!

Half of the drum was quickly finished. He quickly dismantled and replaced a full drum, and while continuing to pour bullets at the devil, he shouted, "He Jun." Help me load my bullets! ”

He Jun hurriedly dragged the empty drum into his arms, and took half a box of bullets from the back cabin of the plane. First disassemble the drum, then open the paper pack of 25 7.62mm bullets, and stuff the bullets with the bullet head down into the drum one by one. The drums on Mao Xueming's gun have not been finished yet, and the empty drums here have been refilled.

The devil's pursuit was blocked by aerial fire, and the sniper finally breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the group with all his strength.

At this time, the distance between the sniper and the group is only 500 meters, if it is on flat ground, it will not take two minutes for the sniper to run 500 meters, but on the snowfield, it is not bad to run 100 meters in two minutes.

The devil was unwilling to let the sniper escape, and while bearing the aerial fire, he did not forget to shoot at the sniper.

Bullets kept flying past the sniper, and his hair exploded, and he had to carefully use the trees and other shelters along the way to hide his body from the devil's black gun.

The distance between the sniper and the devil finally widened somewhat, but the devil's large army also chased into the woods, and the devil pursued again, even if Mao Xueming shot at the fastest speed, he couldn't delay the devil's advance.

The sniper finally arrived near the group, and seeing that it would be more than ten meters away to join the group, the sniper instinctively quickened his pace and broke away from the protection of the cover without paying attention.

A bullet that flew out of nowhere hit the inside of his right thigh, digging out a blood groove half a finger deep and seven or eight centimeters long.

Blood immediately poured out of the wound, and the pain was so severe that the sniper stumbled and nearly fell.

However, he knew deeply what the consequences of falling at this time were, so he gritted his teeth and rushed to a group with his injured leg in tow, spilling bright red blood all the way on the snow.

When he saw a squad leader behind the snowdrift, he jumped on the top of the squad leader.

The squad leader saw blood gushing from the sniper's thigh, and his brain was suddenly confused, and he quickly untied the sniper's belt and ripped off his pants as quickly as possible.

It wasn't until the squad leader saw the blood trough about three centimeters below the base of his thigh that he sat down on the snow and yelled: "First aid kit!" ”

A group of militiamen immediately took out a soldier first-aid kit from their backpacks, and the squad leader first took out a tourniquet and wrapped it around the base of the sniper's thigh, and then tore open the disinfection kit. Then two pieces of hemostatic dressing are pressed side by side on the wound, and finally a self-adhesive bandage is wrapped.

The sniper was in pain to death, and he asked tremblingly: "Squad, squad leader, how is my injury?" "The root of the thigh is one of the most nerve-rich locations, and the pain is especially intense when it hurts.

The squad leader helped him lift his pants and replied without hesitation, "Don't worry, you can't die, you won't hurt your balls, and you won't delay marrying your daughter-in-law." ”

The sniper almost fainted when he heard this, and he was injured on his body, so he still didn't know where the injury was?

The first squad leader's first-aid kit and all the opened bags were stuffed into the backpack: "Can you still go?" ”

"Yes!" The sniper gritted his teeth and roared.

"Don't be reckless, now is not the time for you to pretend to be a hero." The squad leader did not hesitate to pierce the sniper's disguise.

"I try." The sniper finally told the truth.

"Try to be a fart!" The squad leader scolded, "Ding Lei Han Qing, you two carry guns and I carry people." ”

The sniper still wanted to speak, but the squad leader did not give him a chance at all, took off the gun on his body and handed it to the two militiamen in a group, and he himself bent down and carried the sniper on his shoulder. (To be continued......)