The Burmese bullets flew overhead, and the brothers lay on the ground, guns raised, and did not fire, because there was no order to fire.

"Americans, we don't go to them; They actually came to die themselves? ”

When the shots rang out, the Burmese officers got up.

"They're here for this."

The adjutant pointed to the ammunition boxes stacked in the field, these things they had already counted, in addition to the field dry food, there was a lot of ammunition, submachine guns, rifles, machine guns and pistol bullets, and the amount was very large, these things will be shipped back tomorrow, and their American guns can be put into use again.

"The squadron of guards remained to guard the ammunition, and the remaining three squadrons, catching up with them, destroyed the Americans; Let the Japanese see that the forest at night is still the world of our Burmese people. ”

The Burmese officer sneered, he has nearly a thousand people, although these Americans are well equipped, but there are not many people, in the forest at night, he wants to teach the Americans what jungle warfare is.

"Grenades!"

At this time, under the order of the officer, the sniper raised the muzzle of the gun, and the brother next to him put the grenades on the ground, ready to help the sniper reload.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

With the sound of a fart, a grenade flew across the night sky and headed straight for the Burmese, whose location was revealed in the moonlight.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Ahh Yes! ”

……

Under the grenade that exploded on the ground, there was soon a scream.

"The Americans know how to waste ammunition; There were not many of them, so let the warriors rush up and deal with those Americans with knives. ”

The Burmese officer shook his head, he was not ready to let the Americans use their firepower superiority, he was going to use the charge for hand-to-hand combat and destroy them.

Of course, in the opponent's powerful automatic firepower, the defense forces will also suffer heavy losses, but he doesn't care, because he has too many soldiers to replenish, as long as there are guns and bullets, the Burmese will have troops, and the Burmese men are born to be masters of jungle warfare.

"Boom, boom......"

The second round of grenades was still exploding, and squeaky shouts rang out in the field, and countless Burmese people bent over, black shadows leaking out in the moonlight.

"Hit!"

"Sudden ......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Dada......"

At the officer's command, the gunfire rang out, and all the brethren were shooting, towards the dark shadow in sight; In the same way, the machine gun in the hands of the devil is also firing in cover.

"Puff puff ......"

The Burmese were very agile, but they could not escape being hit by a large number of automatic fire.

"Flares, flares, flares......"

The squad leader shouted that the Burmese were charging, and now was the time to need sight, and as long as there was a line of sight, he believed that the weapons in the hands of the brethren would make it impossible for the Burmese to rush.

"Tweet ......"

In three directions, six flares rose into the sky, and in the miserable white light, the field was like day.

"Sudden ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

In this moment, the Burmese had rushed to a distance of almost fifty meters, but this was also their last distance, and as soon as their eyes were closed and opened, the soldiers pulled the trigger and kept shooting at the figures that were close at hand.

"Puff puff ......"

The Burmese people kept falling, and the guns in the hands of the brothers kept shooting, reaping the lives of the Burmese people.

"Cover, change the bullets."

The Burmese could not hide, and the brethren naturally did not need to guard against three directions, reminding each other that Garand, Browning, and Thomson kept changing their magazines, and even the sound of pistol fire was mixed in between; It was the officer who had not had time to change the bullet and pulled out his pistol.

The Burmese officer's smile was still on his face, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, and in the flares, the Burmese kept falling to the ground, one by one, hundreds of soldiers fell, and the point was that they were still some distance away from those pesky automatic fire, and at this distance, they couldn't even throw grenades.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

After two seconds of froze, the Burmese officer reacted and shouted.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw......"

The Burmese officers were already frightened by this time, and the enemy's weapons seemed to be different from the weapons they had gotten, because the bullets and guns fired from those weapons were almost like the devil was manipulating.

"Puff puff ......"

After a short exchange of fire, the Burmese are already frightened, and courage is like this, and when it is knocked out at the peak, they will become more cowardly than usual.

"Puff puff ......"

The fleeing Burmese became live targets for the brothers to practice their marksmanship, and in the field, bullets chased the enemy, constantly sinking through their backs with a dull sound.

"Puff, puff!"

The body fell heavily to the ground, blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and the body that was shot seemed to have exhausted its strength, and kept collapsing and smashing into the field full of gunsmoke.

The Burmese bullets flew overhead, and the brothers lay on the ground, guns raised, and did not fire, because there was no order to fire.

"Americans, we don't go to them; They actually came to die themselves? ”

When the shots rang out, the Burmese officers got up.

"They're here for this."

The adjutant pointed to the ammunition boxes stacked in the field, these things they had already counted, in addition to the field dry food, there was a lot of ammunition, submachine guns, rifles, machine guns and pistol bullets, and the amount was very large, these things will be shipped back tomorrow, and their American guns can be put into use again.

"The squadron of guards remained to guard the ammunition, and the remaining three squadrons, catching up with them, destroyed the Americans; Let the Japanese see that the forest at night is still the world of our Burmese people. ”

The Burmese officer sneered, he has nearly a thousand people, although these Americans are well equipped, but there are not many people, in the forest at night, he wants to teach the Americans what jungle warfare is.

"Grenades!"

At this time, under the order of the officer, the sniper raised the muzzle of the gun, and the brother next to him put the grenades on the ground, ready to help the sniper reload.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

With the sound of a fart, a grenade flew across the night sky and headed straight for the Burmese, whose location was revealed in the moonlight.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Ahh Yes! ”

……

Under the grenade that exploded on the ground, there was soon a scream.

"The Americans know how to waste ammunition; There were not many of them, so let the warriors rush up and deal with those Americans with knives. ”

The Burmese officer shook his head, he was not ready to let the Americans use their firepower superiority, he was going to use the charge for hand-to-hand combat and destroy them.

Of course, in the opponent's powerful automatic firepower, the defense forces will also suffer heavy losses, but he doesn't care, because he has too many soldiers to replenish, as long as there are guns and bullets, the Burmese will have troops, and the Burmese men are born to be masters of jungle warfare.