The front direction was noisy, and the heavy machine guns and heavy machine guns quarreled with each other into a pot of porridge.

This is the first time that Ma Liang has seen what is really called 'fire attraction', the light and heavy firepower of the devils is spread out at the frontal intervals, alternately suppressing the pillboxes, more than a dozen devil riflemen go out to the left, a dozen devil riflemen go out to the right, tree stumps, shallow pits, using all the cover that can be used, lewd forward, suppressing the left side and rubbing the right side forward, suppressing the right side and climbing forward on the left, although the advance speed is extremely slow, but those riflemen firmly rub forward. A posture that as long as your bunker machine gun dares to stop, I dare to leap forward, forcing the bunker's firepower to fight.

The heavy machine gun fire could not stop at all, and the maggot-like and wriggling infantry targets that had just been hit were all hidden in the snow, and the devil's heavy machine guns and light machine guns immediately became arrogant and frantically poured bullets into the pillboxes. The main shooter immediately fell, and the secondary shooter became the main shooter again, changed to firepower anti-suppression, sent the ballistic trajectory to the devil's fire position, and relied on the defensive nature of the pillbox, forcing those light and heavy machine guns to stop one by one, but those maggot-like infantry began to move forward inch by inch, and the steel helmets that were exposed and crouched one by one made Ma Liang's headache, eye and teeth hurt even more, and he had to start to amplify his voice and roar again, directing the heavy machine guns to suppress those infantry again.

Over and over again, in a loop.

The Taisho three-year heavy machine gun is climbing towards its firing limit, when the stirred snow flies in from outside the shooting hole and splashes down the barrel, instantly turning into a wisp of fog, and making a slight stinging sound, the barrel may soon be red, the body of the gun is hot, and now even the bullet protection plate that has just slipped out of the bolt is hot. Every face in the bunker was already numb, mechanically busy, and dirty sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

Tutu Tutu Tu Tu ...... The endless dull thrust covered everything, as if even the heartbeat had become the same melody as the heavy machine gun.

Clanging and clanging...... The endless burst of bullet casings no longer fell to the ground, but smashed on the ground, and the crisp sound made people feel irritated and depressed at this time.

The smell is long gone, and the smoke fills everything, both the nose and the eyes. The ground was littered with bullet casings, and some locations had become slimy, especially near the machine gun shooter's feet, the soles of his shoes were covered with bloody mud, and his own blood would be sprinkled under his feet at some unknown moment, on the soles of the next shooter.

The observation hole had turned into a shooting hole, and Ma Liang was frantically tugging at the bolt of his rifle, firing desperately into the firing range, while a soldier on the other side joined in the fire with a rifle, sharing the pressure of the tired heavy machine gun.

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Lieutenant Devil's expression was smug at first. What about the bunkers? What about the heavy machine guns? It doesn't make any sense in the hands of the Dirt Eight Road, and the firepower consumption will eventually make the Dirt Eight Road collapse, and then it will be crushed before your eyes!

Later, the expression of the devil lieutenant was complicated. The frequency of fire from the heavy machine guns in the bunkers has not decreased, and they are still spitting out tongues of fire like crazy, why is this? Are the heavy machine guns of the Eighth Route eating grass? How many bullets do they have? How can they have so many bullets? Impossible! Bluff!

Now, the devil lieutenant's expression is serious. The left and right infantry groups advanced a lot of distance with difficulty to attract firepower, but there were still more than 100 meters away from the damn pillbox, the closer they were, the more painful they became, nearly half of the personnel were reduced, and they couldn't raise their heads, and at this moment there were still wounded devils lying in the open field wailing, but they couldn't climb back, and they couldn't get help, and the infantry groups of the two squads were already at the end of their crossbows, and they couldn't move forward, but they still didn't wait for the heavy machine guns to stop.

A second lieutenant hurriedly came to the lieutenant's side and suggested that the fire attraction be stopped, which made the lieutenant no longer able to suppress his anger, and immediately roared: "They may be finished at any time! They must be gambling! Maybe the machine gun has only one last bullet left at this moment! Do you want me to give up at this moment!"

It's clear that he is gambling, but he says that Balu is gambling. As a result, the heavy machine guns in the bunker are still being suppressed to the maximum, and his self-righteous thoughts and self-righteous urging have sent two squads of infantry into the open field and cannot be recovered, and anger has of course become his only choice, or rather...... He had reason to be angry.

It was the first time he had suffered a setback. Dogs who are used to chasing rabbits habitually bite hedgehogs as rabbits, but they still angrily think that they are rabbits.

......

Upstream of the wine station, on the riverbank, after a certain sheltered position, the second lieutenant of the devil put down the binoculars.

The attempted attack of an infantry group was very unsuccessful, a Czech light machine gun and a few Tomosaka rifles beat the infantry group of nine devils to the point where they could not raise their heads, the range of use was too narrow, and they did not dare to leave the river bank, because it would appear in the line of sight of the pillbox, even if the heavy machine gun was busy with the front, it was unlikely to turn around, but the rifle definitely did, it would become beaten in two directions, and it would die faster.

However, the purpose of fire reconnaissance was achieved, as long as the fire was fired, everything became clear. The crooked light machine guns had already begun to cover the suppression, trying to make the infantry group in front of them better. The grenadier has been erected, but the devil lieutenant did not give the order to launch in the end, this is not a good direction, that stone house is a trouble, and it is too much of a loss to fight hard!

So, with full cover fire, he ordered the nine infantrymen who were pressed on the bank of the river to retreat, leaving three bodies and two wounded. The two wounded could not be cared for, so they could only hide in the ice pit on the shore and wait for the battle to end, because the Czech light machine gun in the stone house was too poisonous!

You don't have to feel it in front, the devil second lieutenant just watched and listened from behind, and he knew that it was an excellent machine gunner, who fought smoothly and smoked, and crawled back with two wounded men to kill the four surviving ones. On the battlefield, the Heavy is the most hated target, so arrogant that you will be bloody and helpless, as if he were a god, or a demon, a master, mocking everything.

It was indeed extremely cold today, but the direction of the leeward was not a good choice, so the second lieutenant had to take his squad to a roundabout shift, and under the angry gaze and rampant curses of the devil lieutenant, he did not dare to breathe behind the noisy frontal position, and ran downstream to the wine station to go against the wind.

The devil lieutenant was very unhappy in his heart, and scolded me for being a waste, who is the waste? You gave the order to attack the enemy, and the battle on my side did not really start, and I also sent someone to inform you, why did you fight so hard on the front? Before I asked for fire attraction, the fire attraction began, who should be the protagonist of the attack? You are too eager to consolidate your position as the new squadron leader with your combat exploits!

......

It's the river bank again, but the river is now on the left, headwind, and the telescope is looking west.

Unexpectedly, the ice on the riverside, the snow-covered beach, slowly upward, then some sparse trees, then an open clearing, you can see the wooden houses in the middle of the wine station, and finally the stone house faintly.

The camera finally returns to the makeshift fortifications made of sandbags, the fortifications...... It hasn't been built yet, it looks like a ring fortification, two figures occasionally show movement in the fortification, they are still swinging the sandbags up one by one, one of them seems to have noticed the movement downstream, is looking over, and then suddenly left the sandbag in his hand, picked up the rifle and retracted the sandbag, and shouted something.

It is better to come early than to come by chance! We can't delay any longer, the unplanned buildings and terrain determine that this is the weak side of the defense! The devil lieutenant didn't have time to wonder why those two figures were dressed as puppet soldiers, and despite the fact that the squad was not completely in place, he decisively ordered: "Fire at that fortification! Watanabe, take your men on it now! Ask for that fortification! Hurry up! Machine gun, press down on that fortification to cover Watanabe's group, now! I said now! Grenadier, don't look for a position, start on the spot!"

A dozen or so devils immediately unfolded under the leadership of Jun Cao, strode down the riverbank, and began to run quickly along the water's edge.

Before the third crooked handle came, two crooked light machine guns were erected on the spot, and the bolt was pulled and fired, and the bullets whistled and rushed in the direction of the fortifications that were not too far from the shore, and a group of grenadiers began to visually inspect and adjust the angle.

The annular sandbag fortifications that have not been completely completed, the two puppet armies that are building the fortifications, this is not the key factor, the key is the location of the sandbag fortifications, although it is guarding the downstream riverbank, but its construction position is northern, and the visual distance from the bunker is at most sixty or seventy meters.

The only key point in the whole battle is the bunker! No matter what tactics, the purpose is to pull out the bunker, and when the bunker is finished, the battle will end immediately. Originally, I was worried that even if I pushed it to the east bank of the wine station, it would be suppressed by the firepower point of the stone house, so I could only leave one part to contain it, and the other part would take advantage of the low situation on the river bank and make a detour to the south and enter the field from the south end. Now it seems that these steps can be omitted, and the sandbag fortification of the defender can also become a support point for the attacker, and while withstanding the fire of the stone house, it is enough to protrude nearly twenty or thirty meters behind the pillbox, and the devil lieutenant quickly formed a plan in his mind.

Before the grenadiers could sound, the two unscrupulous puppet soldiers suddenly rushed out of the fortifications, disappeared under the cover of the sandbag fortifications, and hurriedly climbed to the stone house at the west end, all in the telescope of the devil lieutenant.

Two grenades were ejected, and the machine guns continued to fire despite the lack of targets.

"The battle can be over!" said the second lieutenant suddenly, "and in a minute the bombardment of the stone house will begin, and the machine guns of the second group will be changed to monitor the southern end of the riverbank, and to ensure the safety of the flanks of the Watanabe group, it is possible that the eight roads will bypass from there, although they may not be in time." As soon as the Watanabe group was in place, everyone immediately followed me. ”

The telescope instead focused on the Watanabe group, who were rapidly approaching the liquor station along the riverbank, and watched them reach the east bank, reduced their speed and began to walk up to the beach, and one of the devils in the first place stopped and began to do visual reconnaissance, and the rest used the sandbags not far from the shore to cover the sight in the direction of the stone house, and quickly crawled towards the fortifications, during which one of the devils threw a grenade at the back of the ring fortifications.

After the explosion, there was a short sprint, and the Watanabe group climbed over the sandbag and successfully entered the fortification, and the support point was in hand!

Just as he was about to lead the team, a Czech machine gun suddenly rang out, not from the direction of the stone house, it seemed to be in the range of those wooden houses, and it was completely invisible through the telescope, but this was not an accident, it was impossible to change the tide of battle, the second lieutenant waved his hand firmly, and led the team to rush down the riverbank.

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One by one, the Watanabe group climbed over the gap in the sandbag wall that had not yet been leveled, and entered the fortifications one by one, which was a ring defense, not very round, oval, and the orientation was a bit strange, not correct, more like two hundred and five repairs. The area is not too small, and the class size people come in just right. The nearest building is the bunker, which is flat and open all around.

Putting on his rifle and staring in the direction of the stone house, he called on his men to pay attention to cover, and suddenly a Czech machine gun rang out. The devils who had cover did not panic, and quickly shrank down one by one, waiting for the machine gun to pant before coming out and returning the color.

The bullets whizzed, the sound was weird, it kept piercing through something, poof.

One fell, one called, and another fell, blood splattering. Jun Cao, who was leaning against the sandbag wall, widened his frightened and confused eyes, watching his subordinates get shot one by one, were penetrated in the legs, or covered his neck and blistered with blood, he couldn't understand all this, what kind of powerful bullet can penetrate the sandbag he was leaning on behind him? This is not scientific!

Puff puff......

At one end of the oval sandbag fortification, bullet holes were flashing on the small sections of sandbags that had just been blown up slightly crooked by grenades and grenades, revealing dead branches and rotten grass in the sandbags.

Eighty percent of them were sandbags, only this small section was straw bales, just at the oval end; looking along the extension of this shape, there was a bear lying in the corner of a certain wooden house in the distance, which was indecently operating a Czech machine gun, and pulled the trigger and would not let go, and a snotty child crouched in the corner of the wall and sniffed and sniffled and handed him a magazine......