With the advantage of condescending terrain, Wang Ping could easily throw the grenade to the devil's side. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But the devil who rushed to the bottom of the mountain beam had no way to throw the grenade on the top of the mountain beam seven or eight meters high.

Although they already held the grenade in their hands, they still had to rush more than ten meters up the mountain beam before throwing it.

Wang Ping, who was anxiously waiting for this fighter, didn't say a word, and immediately ordered his subordinates to throw grenades.

With the exception of a few veterans who let the grenade stay in their hands for three seconds before throwing it, the other recruits threw the grenade at the bottom of the beam as soon as they pulled the string.

As soon as more than 20 grenades exploded, more than a dozen devil figures were shrouded in gunsmoke.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the platoon commander Zeng Quan immediately leaned out of the mountain beam, raised his rifle, and aimed at the Japanese machine gunners who had been staring at him for a long time.

At a distance of one hundred and fifty meters, Zeng Quan easily gave the devil machine gunner a headshot.

The light machine gun, which was still gunfire just now, quickly muted fire, and the radiant hand next to him was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted, took the light machine gun and prepared to continue shooting, but Zeng Quan didn't plan to give him this chance.

As soon as the devil put the machine gun on his shoulder, a bullet got into his head.

At this time, the gunpowder smoke around the devil infantry had slowly dissipated, and at a glance, Wang Ping was surprised to find that five of the eleven devils were still alive, and two of them were lying on the ground and squirming, obviously injured.

The remaining three devils were lying at the bottom of the beam, shooting at the top of the beam with rifles.

More than 20 grenades exploded at once, but only killed and injured eight devils, such a result made Wang Ping feel helpless, and at the same time, his face was once again covered with a thick and solemn expression.

It must be that the devil at the bottom of the beam is too powerful, and when the troops throw grenades, they subconsciously lie on the ground.

Except for a few grenades that exploded in the air and achieved some results, the rest of the grenades exploded after they were smashed at the bottom of the beam, which made the Japanese army hear.

And in the blink of an eye, three devils lying on the ground with guns raised to shoot hit Liang Ding again, and three or four recruits who wanted to probe to observe the results of the battle.

Wang Ping, who reacted quickly, had an idea, and immediately ordered: "Take the grenades of a few sacrificial comrades, throw them at a few of your squad leaders, and let the grenades explode in the air and destroy the remaining three devils." ”

In order to prevent the remaining three Japanese soldiers from rushing forward or retreating, Wang Ping raised his pistol and shot while giving the order to attract the attention of the devils and paralyze them.

Soon, several grenades emitting white smoke flew towards the devil one after another.

At this time, no matter how powerful the devil is, he can't dodge the dense grenade fragments falling from the sky. As soon as a few grenades exploded, the gunfire under the ridge stopped.

Including a few veteran squad leaders, the remaining twenty-one soldiers in the platoon could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts, and rushed to the bottom of the mountain beam with their weapons. Looking at the troops rushing down, Wang Ping couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded under the mountain beam, and three or four recruits were blown up covered in blood.

The violent explosion and bloody pictures made Wang Ping wake up immediately.

The devils I am facing now are all elites, and I believe in the spirit of bushido very much. Even if you are injured, as long as you can still move, you will do everything you can to die with your opponent.

"Suffered, there are still devil wounded soldiers under the mountain beam!" Wang Ping, who was shocked, immediately shouted to the Liangdi troops.

"Don't get close to the devil's wounded soldiers, shoot them to death, the devil won't surrender."

Wang Ping's reminder was still too late, and as soon as he finished speaking, another explosion reached Wang Ping's ears, and the three recruits were blown over by the grenade with a complicated expression of puzzlement and anger.

Thinking that there were still wounded soldiers in the Japanese machine-gun position, Wang Ping didn't care about the danger and rushed down the mountain directly.

Sure enough, the devil who was injured at the beginning of the battle was lying on the ground, aiming in the direction of Zeng Quan with a rifle with a painful face, and he was about to shoot subconsciously.

At this time, it was definitely too late to remind Zeng Quan, but fortunately, Wang Ping grabbed the front and raised the pistol, and shot all the remaining bullets at the devil.

One of the bullets hit the devil directly in the shoulder, but the devil still reluctantly fired.

But because he was shot in the shoulder, the bullet fired by the devil was a little off, and it flew backwards against Zeng Quan's arm.

As a veteran, Zeng Quan's reaction speed is no slower than that of a devil. As soon as the gunshot rang out, he saw the devil, and then immediately raised his rifle, pulled the trigger on the devil, and shot the devil in the head.

Then he looked at Wang Ping, who rushed over behind him, with a grateful face, and said, "Thank you, Counselor Wang, it wasn't you and I who lost my life here today!" ”

Wang Ping nodded and replied: "They are all comrades, don't say more kind words." Tell the soldiers that since the little devils will not surrender even if they die, then don't be polite, make up for each little devil, and don't be attacked by them again. ”

Soon, the corpses of twenty-eight devils in a cavalry squad became the target of the soldiers, and each devil's corpse was stabbed in at least two bloody holes.

After seeing that many recruits had passed the passion and anger just now, because they couldn't stand the tragedy on the battlefield, they ran directly to the side and vomited. Wang Ping, who also saw so many corpses for the first time, also turned pale, but in the end he endured it.

In order to calm himself down as soon as possible, Wang Ping immediately ordered: "Clean up the battlefield immediately!" The first squad collected the remaining war horses of the devils, the second squad collected weapons and ammunition, and the third squad collected the military uniforms and boots on the devils. Do not forget that there were still many comrades in the command who wore single clothes. ”

Soon, Zeng Quan counted the results.

"Staff Officer Wang, we have captured a total of 26 rifles, one machine gun, three pistols, 28 sabers, more than 2,500 bullets, 56 grenades, and 14 usable war horses, and the rest are some military uniforms and armed belts, I have no statistics."

The solemn expression on Wang Ping's face finally disappeared at this time, and after a short hesitation, he ordered: "Let the soldiers have one rifle, thirty rounds of ammunition, and two grenades each." ”

After finishing, Wang Ping seemed to think of something, and then asked: "Everyone can use the rifle and grenade of the little devil!" ”

"Yes, they've all been trained!" Zeng Quan, who looked happy, immediately affirmed.

Although the platoon lost a third of its recruits, if all of them were replaced with little devil rifles, the combat effectiveness of the platoon would only be stronger, not weaker. As a platoon commander, Zeng Quan must have been very happy.

At this time, Wang Ping suddenly thought of the crooked light machine gun of the devil who suppressed the troops in the battle, and then asked: "Who here will fight machine guns, the devil cavalry is likely to come, since it has been captured, it is best to use it." ”

Zhong Yusheng next to him immediately replied: "I used to be a machine gunner, but I have only fought the Czech style, and I have never fought the crooked handle of the devil, I am afraid that I will not be able to fight well!" ”

"I'll teach you!" Wang Ping replied in the affirmative.

Then he ordered Zeng Quan: "Let the soldiers send the spoils of war to the back of the mountain beam, and familiarize themselves with the devil's weapons as soon as possible, maybe there will be a bad battle to fight in a while." ”

"Squad Leader Zhong, I'll teach you to shoot a crooked machine gun now."