The devil captain stood on a dirt bag on the side of the road, picked up the binoculars and looked forward, and sure enough, there was a long bright red strip floating in the lens, which was incredible.

"This can't be!" he muttered subconsciously, how dare the Eighth Route go deep into here? It must be a coincidence, maybe some guerrillas and the like, maybe the unreliable security guards were turned back, maybe there was no one in the bridgehead at all.

did not rush to order the team to leave the road and move forward, but gave the order to rest in place, and then ordered the security army to send people forward to confirm the situation, if there was really someone in the pillbox, just hit it, fifteen minutes was enough, and then the whole team continued to march after resting.

A puppet army company at the front was ordered to move forward, this company is only more than 100 meters away from the south end of the stone bridge, plus the width of the river, it is no more than 150 meters away from the pillbox at the north end, the terrain is open and open, if there were people in the pillbox, they should have seen all this a long time ago, so far there is no movement and no gunshots, it really does not look like someone.

The company commander of the puppet army ordered the troops to spread out into the wasteland on both sides of the road, loaded the machine guns with loaded bullets, and then ordered a platoon to move forward along the road.

The platoon commander led his soldiers to spread the distance obscenely along both sides of the road, shrunk his neck and waist with his gun, and walked forward cautiously in the snow, one by one he was so nervous that he was panting.

When I arrived at the bridge, nothing happened, the shooting hole of the pillbox on the west side of the bridge on the opposite shore was dark and I couldn't see clearly, the cold wind was blowing, and I could already hear the long flag flying high in the wind, and the words were recognized.

The platoon commander of the puppet army breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and pushed down the brim of his crooked hat, and shouted forward: "Go one!"

In the security forces, the people who do this kind of work are the most unpopular people, and they are definitely not the bravest people, because there are almost no brave people in the security forces.

When a squad leader heard the platoon commander's order, he raised his foot and kicked a soldier next to him forward: "What kind of neck, you cross the bridge to see." ”

Everyone looked at the unlucky ghost who was kicked forward like a short-lived ghost, and there were even people laughing out loud in such a tense situation.

The puppet army almost turned his waist cat to ninety degrees, and he really walked up to the bridge step by step, ten meters, twenty meters, and when he reached the middle of the bridge, he stopped suddenly, staring at a shooting hole in the pillbox with frightened eyes, and clearly saw the muzzle of a Czech machine gun appear, and his legs no longer obeyed, and he could not move.

There was an urging from behind him to shout, "Why are you leaving, stop farting in the middle!"

This urging not only failed to make the puppet army stopped in the middle of the bridge continue to move forward, but instead saw him suddenly lying on the bridge with his head in his hands, followed by a sudden flash of machine-gun fire in the shooting hole of the pillbox.

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In the bridgehead, the bullet casings crackled to the ground, the roar of the Czech machine gun reverberated in the narrow space, and behind the frantically vibrating machine gun butt, the narrow eyes on the numb face trembled with the tremor of the machine gun in the dim light in the pillbox.

As the smoke of the bullet casings burst out of the bolt began to fill the limited space, the two soldiers sat on the ground on the side of the machine gun position, guarding a bunch of bullets that had just been poured out of the ground, an empty magazine was thrown off, one soldier picked it up and began to load, the dirty black hand trembled slightly, causing him to not reload quickly, and from time to time bullets fell from his trembling fingertips.

The third soldier put his rifle on another observation hole next to the machine gun position, and fired it outward with the machine gun one by one, and after the fifth bullet was fired, the soldier was still desperately tugging at the bolt, so nervous that he forgot that he had already emptied the magazine, and dragged and pushed it over and over again, thinking that it was jammed, thinking that his rifle was broken.

The fourth soldier walked back and forth in the bunker with a rifle, he was designated as an observation post by the company commander, and as soon as the battle began, he was so nervous that he did not know where to look, and now that the enemy was on the opposite bank, he still walked back and forth, constantly changing the observation holes, looking east, looking west, and even looking north, which he did not need to see.

The last soldier sat at the entrance and exit of the bunker with a rifle, and he was designated by the company commander as the gatekeeper and the reserve to replace the support. He was also nervous, although these recruits of the second company were all out of prison, although they did not lack guts, but this was the first time they were on a real battlefield, and they were at a loss to hear the machine guns in their ears at close range.

The gatekeeper tried to make himself appear as calm as the company commander who was operating the machine-gun fire, so he shouted to the only surviving puppet prisoner crouching in the corner: "You're done! You've made me lose face and embarrassed! I can't spare you! I'm thinking about dismantling you! You wait......" He had to shout and speak, because the shooting in the bunker was so loud, he was obsessed with dropping the grenade, and he showed his composure by intimidating the captive to hide his nervousness.

Hu Yi did not shoot at the puppet army lying down on the bridge, nor did he shoot at the nearest platoon of puppet soldiers at the south end of the bridge, and the opening trajectory went straight to the two machine gun positions of the puppet army company 100 meters away from the south bank.

Three-point shooting, three-point shooting, three-point shooting, the connection was so tight that it seemed to be strafing, and as soon as his machine gun rang out, the puppet soldiers were already stunned. I thought it was a spearhead gun fighting the guerrillas, but I didn't expect that the opening scene was the sound of Czech machine guns, and the two machine gun positions and the infantry line stopped in the open snow at random, and suffered a catastrophe.

Whistling, snow splashing, bullets piercing the body to create a painful shout, the puppet army machine gunner can only desperately arch into the snow, but unfortunately the snow is not soil and sand, the machine gunner in the bunker seems to have a perspective eye, the machine gun trajectory is then pressed lower, began to cut the snow, the whistling sound of breaking the air turned into a dull penetrating sound, scratching up countless snowflakes, there was a ricocheting sound of a fast object hitting the body of the machine gun, and then a large area of red that was quickly impregnated.

One of the two groups of machine gunners of the puppet army was sent off at the beginning, and the other group only fired back half a shuttle at the bridgehead, and then the two machine gunners were turned into corpses lying in the snow. The machine-gun ballistics in the bridgehead turned and began to move sideways along one side of the infantry cover line to the other, and a puff of snowflakes rose up, jumping into a line in a row, passing one panicked dodge after another, although there were few casualties, but the feeling made the puppet army's scalp explode, and the ballistic trajectory was like an arrogant swimming snake, wantonly mocking everything it passed, infinitely arrogant!

In the end, it was the turn of the platoon puppet army at the south bridgehead, they were the closest target to the bridgehead, they could see it most clearly and aim the easiest. At first, they were stupid when they heard the sound of machine guns, and they didn't have the courage to rush across the Nai He Bridge in front of them, thinking that the machine guns must be them, lying in pits, drilling snowdrifts, and even sliding down the cold river at their feet in a panic. After the initial panic, only to find that the machine gun was hitting the infantry line behind them, they tried to move in a panic, looking for a place that was less vulnerable to beating, or turning around and crawling backwards, widening the distance of death, but the ballistic serpent began to turn around and return, not from the bridge to the south, but from the south to the bridge, from far to near. The rampant strafing of the infantry line turned into thoughtful burst fire, making one target after another crawling in the open wail.

Some people think that the time of death is long, some people think that the time of death is stagnant, and no one can correctly judge how long the machine gun in the bridgehead has been raging, maybe only three or five minutes, or maybe seven or eight minutes, and then it stops. The bridgehead was silent again, only the bright red flag still fluttering, and now it looked so arrogant, as if it represented the cold wind and bloodlust.

Two groups of machine gunners and five people, all gone, the puppet army company commander hid in a snow pit and ordered loudly, asking the infantry near the machine gun to take over the operation of the two machine guns again, after passing the buck to each other, there were puppet soldiers to pull the machine guns, and crawled away in fear, now I know that the battlefield is serious, we must find a place to shrink our necks again, lying in the open to fight is to die!

The infantry lines on both sides of the road suffered five or six casualties, and the position was too flat and empty, so they could only hide their bodies with snow by lowering their bodies, and they were blinded by strafing, and the situation was good, but many of them were frightened, and they honestly lay on their stomachs in the snow, and no one shouted and moved. The row at the south bridgehead in front of you...... Whoever did not find a safe hiding position either became corpses, or was moaning with blood, and most of the platoon, including the platoon commander, was also timidly chosen to climb backwards, unexpectedly the machine gun that was not a human had to be fired from far and near.

The unluckiest thing, and probably the luckiest thing, at least for now. The closest man to the bridgehead was the puppet soldier who had been kicked onto the bridge, and he lay on the bridge, flat and lonely, motionless, as if he were dead, or he had to pretend that he was dead, and repented in horror in his heart for what he had done, hoping that he would become a bluestone on the bridge deck and be forgotten by everyone.

Hu Yi saw the only corpse on the bridge, thought that he had been dealt with by the soldiers with rifles next to him, and was changing the barrel of the machine gun in the pillbox, while alerting the observation post to the situation. However, the nervous new soldier of the second platoon did not replenish the gun on the corpse on the bridge, he thought that the company commander's machine gun had been taken care of, and his position was so conspicuous, how could it be missed.

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The situation was obviously wrong, the devil captain left the devil team behind him and walked forward, and it happened that the puppet army battalion commander was also running backwards, reporting the situation.

Hearing this, he picked up the telescope and looked at the bridgehead again: "I know now...... Are you a waste?"

The puppet battalion commander nodded in a panic, thinking that he would have to be slapped in the face, how could he not be satisfied: "It's waste, and my subordinates are also waste." But the machine gun ......"

"There are machine guns in the bunker, you don't have them?

I wanted to emphasize to the devil captain that the machine gun was unusual, but when the captain asked him like this, he was speechless.

"Won't you suppress it? You don't have bullets? Hmm? Gather your machine guns...... Two rounds alternately, suppression, infantry approach, charge, it's hard?"

The commander of the puppet army battalion noticed that the face of the devil captain was getting worse and worse, and quickly straightened his chest: "Taijun, I understand, I understand." You give me another ten minutes, and I'll arrange it. Then he turned around and went forward to reorganize the attack.

The captain didn't go back to the devil team behind, but stopped here, picked up the binoculars again and looked ahead, wondering, "Written?" and then ordered the people around him: "Go to the front and ask, what is that?"

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