Under the light of the flares, the Burmese movement could not escape the eyes of the commandos, and the Burmese fled back and formed a hedgehog formation.

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

"Da Da Da ......"

On the battlefield, the sound of rifle and machine gun fire continued, but Thomson's shooting stopped, and they had just fired with a high frequency, and the brothers were urgently refilling their empty magazines.

"Stop shooting and greet them with grenades."

"Brethren, now is the time to hone your marksmanship, don't miss your chance."

Feng Ye shouted, raising his sniper rifle.

"Stop shooting, sniper shot, gun grenades!"

……

Feng Yi's order, after several transmissions, completely changed in the end, and in the end, I don't know what kind of becomes, anyway, the machine gun and Thomson stopped, and the screams on the battlefield kept ringing out.

"Da Da Da ......"

At this time, the roaring machine gun turned into a Brown machine gun of the Burmese.

"Bang, bang......"

"Boom, boom......"

Roaring machine guns were on target, and grenades exploded nearby amid the sound of sniper rifle fire.

"Aren't they afraid of blowing up the ammunition?"

The Burmese officer ignored the unlucky guy who was killed by the bombing, his face was pale, and he couldn't believe the bombardment of the commandos.

"Leave it alone, get out of here; Walk. ”

At this time, the Burmese officer could no longer take enough ammunition with him, because grenades fell every minute, and he was afraid that if he didn't leave, the grenades would hit the ammunition boxes, and then they would become victims of the ammunition explosion.

"The Burmese are going to run, fight!"

As the Burmese pouted and crawled into the woods to the east, the officers shouted with binoculars.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Sudden ......"

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

Regardless of the fact that Thomson's effective firing distance was insufficient, the brethren rained bullets frantically, hoping to catch a few more; That's right, if it's not within the effective range, the bullet will float, and whether or not it can hit the target depends on luck, but fortunately, Thomson's bullet rain is very dense.

"Puff puff ......"

The Burmese now only hate their parents for missing two legs, and those who climb slowly and unlucky are all lying on the ground, and the screams are full of despair.

"Stop Shooting, Stop Shooting......"

With the insistence of not looking back, the Burmese finally rushed into the forest, leaning against the trunks of the trees one by one, panting for breath.

"Commander, the Burmese have fled, there should be only wounded soldiers left, and our supplies are back."

The face of a small group leader was full of surprise, the Chinese soldiers, the obsession with supplies and ammunition cannot be erased by a few simple battles.

"Pass it on, no one is allowed to charge, wait in place, if you are bored, eat something, and fill the magazine to the labor and capital."

Feng Yi shook his head and directly rejected the squad leader's suggestion.

"Why?"

An old soldier next to him raised his head and asked puzzled.

"Why? Hehe! ”

Feng Ye sneered a few times, looking at the curiosity in the eyes of the brothers around him, he decided to teach these brothers well.

"Have you forgotten what we will do when we are at home, when we can't hold our positions?"

Feng Yi reminded everyone.

"You're saying they're going to detonate the munitions?"

A veteran suddenly raised his head, and the colleague who asked this sentence kept shaking his head, he absolutely did not believe that these people had this kind of courage now, they still put themselves in the position of the domestic battlefield, when those devils could not hold it, they would fight with bayonets, as for pulling grenades, that was only done by very few people.

"We are in Burma now, and for those Burmese people, we are outsiders, and their courage is the same as when we faced the devil."

In Feng Yi's deep voice, he hated these Burmese who were dogs for devils, the Japanese had been in China for so long, and all their virtues had been revealed, and in the future, if there was still time, these Burmese people would probably regret it sooner or later.

"Commander, what are we waiting for here? Do you want the brothers to catch up? ”

A veteran pointed in the direction in which the Burmese had fled.

"If you don't chase it, it's dangerous to chase it, so we'll stay here; Look at the courage of the Burmese people. ”

Feng Yi shook his head, in fact, he also had a little expectation in his heart, expecting that these Burmese people would not have the courage to detonate those munitions.

"Commander, what are you?"

"If we don't attack now, give these Burmese wounded soldiers a little hope, maybe they won't detonate; But their wounds were not treated, and in this kind of weather, it only took a few hours for their blood to flow almost completely. ”

After Feng Ye finished speaking, he no longer explained, raised the telescope from time to time, and looked at his watch again, hoping that the time would pass sooner.

In the field, the glow of the flares continued, and the veterans and officers continued to discuss, and these officers and veterans continued to grow in battle after battle.

"Commander, the time for flares is almost up, do you want to make up for a few?"

A brother climbed up and asked Feng Yi.

"No, let the brothers retreat fifty meters and defend all sides, so that the Burmese don't touch them from behind."

Feng Yi shook his head, he decided to let the Burmese wounded soldiers decide for themselves, either wait to bleed to death, or detonate the ammunition happily; The self-detonation of ammunition has a lot to do with courage, if they don't detonate the explosives at the first time, then he will have a chance to get it back.

The fact that the flares were no longer replenished was to reassure the wounded soldiers in the night, thinking that they would not attack again, perhaps they would think that they would be able to save a life, because they knew that once these enemies were gone, their companions would definitely come back and take these supplies with them during the day, and maybe then they would be able to pick up a life.

"Regiment commander, the three brothers were injured, not serious, and the health soldiers have already taken care of it."

As the flares used up the last of their energy, someone finally reported the situation, and there were no brothers killed in battle, which made Feng Ye very relieved; These veterans are finally used to how to save their lives.

Don't look at the excitement of tonight's fighting, but these brothers have no chance to charge, and they don't even need to crawl to attack, they have been using the automatic fire in their hands to greet the devils, perhaps the only deficiency is that under this style of play, their ammunition consumption will be very large.

"There are still two hours to go, and the Burmese are probably dead."

In the field, the screams gradually disappeared, Feng Yi estimated the time, muttered in his mouth, and the idea of keeping this batch of materials resurfaced in his heart again.

"Take the brothers up to see what is going on, and remember, get down when it's not right."

Feng Yi touched the group leader next to him and explained in a low voice.

"What if there is one alive?"

A group leader asked.

"If you can use a knife, use a knife to solve it, and if you need to use a gun, then don't shoot, and run back."

Feng Yi explained, his eyes were blazing, it was a greedy gaze.