Chapter Forty-Three: Your Grandma's Legs!
As soon as the gunshots rang out, the entire battlefield was scorched.
Half of the Japanese squadron turned around and began to shoot into the dense forest behind them, and the machine gun position was full of flames, and the sound of gunfire in the ears was deafening.
The deputy of the second battalion was suppressed by the opponent's blow and hid in the woods and couldn't get out at all, and the dense bullets were wrapped in strong wind, so you couldn't raise your head at all.
"Second battalion deputy, this can't work!"
The fighters beside the battalion deputy shouted this.
The deputy of the second battalion did not answer, he really had no better way, the machine guns and rifles of the people were fully equipped, and the machine guns of the entire second battalion were in the second company, how could they have room for resistance, now it depends on how Xu Ruifeng fights this battle.
"Shut up!"
The deputy of the second battalion turned around and roared: "Mess up the heart of Lao Tzu's army and collapse you!" ”
He was also anxious, but he could only vent the evil fire on the warrior during this time period.
On the plain blocked by cars, Xu Ruifeng was lying in the trench and calculating in his heart with the sound of gunfire, he was not calculating the opponent's firepower, but calculating the firepower, using the distance of the gunfire to calculate how many troops the other party had invested in dealing with the deputy of the second battalion.
When the scope of the other party's gunfire became bigger and bigger, Xu Ruifeng could probably imagine how many Japanese soldiers had moved behind the truck that was not visible at all, and at this time, he shouted behind him: "Xu Jiulong, it's time for you to become famous!" ”
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
The soldiers of a squad even dragged Xu Jiulong to start, and dragged out a cannon like a slender man on the riverbank, while Xu Jiulong used the jumping eye method to measure the distance like an uncle.
The second he looked at the distance, he was almost like chanting the scriptures, muttering words that even the big guys couldn't understand: "The distance is one hundred and fifty meters, and the elevation angle is 35 degrees ......."
After adjusting the angle of the muzzle, Xu Jiulong turned around and shouted: "Golden pimple!" ”
The fighters held the golden cannonball and stuffed it into the barrel, and then - tom!
A cannon rang out!
The entire battlefield was shocked in that second, and no one could have imagined that this group of mud-legged people would be able to pull out their cannons.
Xu Ruifeng's eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and he was waiting for the sound of the explosion as the shells fell......
Rumble!!!!
A loud bang happened to be heard at this time, and the earth trembled and really moved, and the Japanese position exploded into a huge fire, and hoarse screams came and went.
Woo!
When Xu Ruifeng looked along the gap, he saw that a huge black pit had been blown out in the middle of the trench dug by the Japanese army, and there were flames burning on the hole.
After Xu Jiulong directly fired the shell, he crossed the bunker, and at the moment of falling, it just landed on the enemy's position, completely making a low arc. A low arc that just crossed the truck and blew up on the enemy's position!
The sound of artillery completely silenced most of the Japanese guns at the same time, the Japanese had not suffered such a terrible shelling since they set foot in Middle-earth, and this was the first time that their unit had ever had the enemy hit the position with shells.
"Xu Jiulong, good job!"
Xu Ruifeng slammed his throat, the artillery that the second battalion commander found for himself was really not Xibei goods, this one is really something, although it is usually not obvious, you ask him about the things on the artillery, and he also answered very simply, but in actual operation, he is not soft at all.
Just like Xu Ruifeng once asked Xu Jiulong: "How do you play with this cannon?" ”
Xu Jiulong smiled honestly: "It's just to play with arcs and curves, this thing has it in your head, you can be an artilleryman, no, no matter how much you practice, it's useless." ”
Xu Ruifeng heard from Xu Jiulong's words the meaning of the Golden Sword Protector when he taught himself gossip, and every sentence was extremely simple, but the truth was thorough.
Sibaozi glanced back at Xu Jiulong, who was beaming proudly: "Master, let's get a baby bump." ”
He also understood how useful Xu Jiulong, a powerless and extremely slender person, was.
……
"Cut him!"
After the old smoking gun rushed out of the battlefield, a sideways man grabbed the head of a Japanese soldier with his armpit, and stabbed him several times in the throat with a knife, and the soldiers behind him also rushed into the enemy artillery position.
None of them fired a shot, for fear of causing irreparable danger, which proved that this battle was bound to be very brutal.
The Japanese troops in the artillery position rushed up, and the two groups of people mixed together at great speed, and one of the Japanese soldiers fiercely slammed into the arms of our soldiers with his shoulder during the run, knocking him down, and then three or four bayonets pierced him.
The soldier couldn't get up, and no one even looked at him when he lay on the ground, and everyone was busy with the Japanese desperately, and they didn't have time to deal with anyone or anything else.
He lay very calmly on the ground, his eyelids blinking slowly once and twice, the blood at the corners of his mouth kept gushing out, and finally, as if he saw something, he watched the white clouds in the sky float and slowly lost consciousness.
When the old smoker and a Japanese man tore each other's hair and stuffed a dagger into each other's abdomen, another Japanese soldier strangled his neck behind his back. ”
He didn't say who to cut, but his comrades-in-arms instantly understood, and took the kitchen knife and directly chopped the big neck tendon of the Japanese soldier behind the old smoking gun, and the knife was stuck directly on the shin bone.
At the moment when the pressure on his neck was lost, the old smoking gun stabbed the Japanese soldier in front of him several times again, and saw that the other party was staring at the other party and pouting fiercely, before slowly getting up. Because the Japanese man's grip on the hair had been loosened, leaving all the tendons as if all the tendons were straight, except for a lock of curly black hair.
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"
"Hurry up and take down the artillery position, the deputy of the second battalion has no guy in his hands, it won't last long, hurry up!"
The old smoking gun shouted loudly with a bald brain, he is the one who stands at the top, and his control of the battlefield environment is also the clearest, if the Japanese in the trench really rush up the hill with a hard shot, the deputy of the second battalion will definitely not be able to bear it, and now these Japanese do not dare to move, it is to let the artillery be frightened, but how long can this last?
……
"Haven't you ever fought!"
Yamamoto scolded from the position: "I haven't shouted to stop shooting, why can't I hear the gunshots!" ”
"You are still not soldiers trained by the Empire!"
"Do you still have the willpower that a soldier should have?"
"Why did a cannonball bring you to your knees?"
"Shoot!"
"Kill these people for me, kill them!"
When the group of Japanese soldiers was awakened and the gunfire resumed instantly, the deputy of the second battalion poked his head out of the forest to take a look, and a bullet point pressed him back.
"Kozuka!"
"Kashiro Kozuka!"
A Japanese officer, who was directing the battle in the rear, heard the shouting, ran over, and immediately bowed in front of Yamamoto and said, "Squadron leader." ”
Yamamoto put his hands on his shoulders and said very seriously: "I order you, rush up the mountain to stabilize the artillery position, before that, I want you to know that as long as we still have the artillery position in our hands, we can win this war, if the artillery position is lost...... We will no longer be bait to attract the enemy's main forces, and will immediately become cannon fodder to be overwhelmed by the enemy. ”
"Hey!"
"Did you see it?"
Yamamoto pointed to his artillery position and said, "Do you see that there is not a single shot fired on our artillery position?" ”
"This shows that they don't dare to shoot at all, for fear of triggering a chain reaction."
"Got it?"
"In this world, whoever dares to fight with death will be the winner, go and fight them back!"
"Go!"
Kashiro Kozuka, rushing to the position and grabbing a machine gun, grinned and shouted, "For the emperor!" ”
Yamamoto was very cooperative and shouted: "For the emperor!" ”
When Kozuka rushed out of the Japanese position, Yamamoto immediately shouted, "Shoot me all the bullets in your guns to cover Kozuka!! ”
In an instant, the bullets on the Japanese position poured into the forest like a torrent, and the density of raindrops was not to mention shooting, and the deputy of the second battalion couldn't even obstruct it, so he hurriedly hid behind a tree and stomped his feet, scolding: "Lao Xu, at this time, you save your grandmother's leg shells, you bombard him for Lao Tzu!" ”