A black figure appeared on the corner of the street, and immediately shrank behind the wall, and Bayan pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Strings of bullets hit the wall on the corner wall, and brick splinters flew everywhere.

When the black figure reappeared, it had already fallen to the ground, and large strands of blood oozed from its body.

The recoil of the muzzle, tearing the wound on the shoulder.

Bayan grabbed the tourniquet on his shoulder, and the pain was so severe that he almost fainted.

The shoulder wound came from a bullet abrasion two days ago.

This time, it was the most dangerous one for Bayan in the rain of bullets.

The bullet tilted a little to the left and hit the neck. If you tilt down two inches, your arm may be useless.

"What's wrong! Or does it hurt? Hugjiril crawled over and looked at Bayan's bleeding tourniquet.

"Damn, it hurts to jump and jump. I can't use my whole arm and can't shoot. ”

Bayan scolded.

"Let's go down, we've been on guard for three days, and we'll go down one day later."

"No!

This is the position of our Mongolian battalion, here is the blood of our brothers, there is the soul of our brothers.

The time didn't come, I left, sorry for them. ”

Bayan glanced back.

Inside the house, two hundred meters away, lay the bodies of the brothers who had fallen in battle.

The tractors were pulled away by trucks, and all the men who were alive and well were now all corpses, lying in green body bags.

It's been three days!

The brothers suffered heavy casualties, more than half of them were killed. More than forty percent of the wounded!

Now the combat effectiveness of the whole battalion is less than half of what it was before the war.

The Israelites dressed in brown were fighting with goblins.

During the day, they hid in bunkers and debris to shoot at the Ming army, and at night they would launch surprise attacks.

In two days, the Mongolian battalion had already experienced four hand-to-hand battles.

Those guys who came up in the dark didn't seem to be thinking about how to go back.

The fight was completely life-threatening, and if it wasn't for taking advantage of the revolver, the casualties would have been even greater.

The guy who touched it last night was even more desperate, and he was carrying a revolver.

The melee turned into a pistol fire on both sides, and this scratch on the steel helmet was a masterpiece of the pistol.

The gunman was only about ten meters away from Bayan, who thought he was dead.

But he didn't expect that the bullet would fly over his steel helmet.

The heavy scratches on the steel helmet were already transparent in the middle.

Bayan didn't dare to think about what would happen if he didn't wear a steel helmet.

The most annoying thing is those British snipers!

The marksmanship of these people was extremely accurate, and none of them had such sights as the Ming army.

But at a distance of three or four hundred meters, their accuracy is amazing.

The wound on the shoulder is the masterpiece of those snipers.

If the Ming army had not been equipped with snipers, the battle would have suffered a big loss.

"Smack!" A bullet struck the brick wall in front of Hugejiril.

The dust from the bullet splashed the two people's heads and faces, and the two brothers hurriedly fell to the ground.

"!

Snipers, it's all fucking ready. ”

Hugjiril shouted, crawling and dragging his sniper rifle.

I looked at Bayan!

They are all old comrades-in-arms, so they naturally understand it.

He took off his helmet and held it with his gun, and slowly leaned over the wall, as if he was slowly looking out to observe.

Hugjiril found a crack in the wall that had been blown up, took off his steel helmet, and pressed his eyes to the crack in the wall.

"Smack!"

Another gunshot rang out, and the Aka rifle in Bayan's hand was immediately broken in two, and the fragments of the firearm were scattered all over the ground.

"!"

Bayan scolded!

This is a very experienced sniper, he did not hit a steel helmet, but a brick wall.

The gun used by this guy is estimated to be 12.7 mm bullets.

The bullet passed through the brick wall and was still very lethal. It can even directly smash the receiver of the Bayan rifle!

It is estimated that the shot that just fired Hugjirile is the same, but the foundation of the wall over there is granite, and the hardness is relatively large and does not penetrate.

Hugejirile, this kid, just picked up a life.

"Dog's day, it's a hard stubble!" At a distance of 400 meters, 12.7 mm bullets are invincible.

Enough to penetrate most brick walls, unless you encounter the granite you just encountered.

"I didn't see it!"

Hugejiril's words made Bayan feel hopeless.

If you raise a steel helmet again, people may not be fooled.

Now, the only way to attract firepower is to use people.

This dog haggy must be found, or he will be too lethal.

On the battlefield, for so long, it was the first time that the opponent was found to have a 12.7 mm caliber rifle.

Bayan was just about to stand up when he was pulled down by a hand behind him.

A short figure scurried out!

This is Bayan's signal soldier Huo'er thorn!

This kid was born short in stature, and he was bullied a lot in the company.

Bayan saw that he was pitiful and quite clever, so he took him with him as a messenger, so that he would not be bullied all day long.

"Be careful!" When he was dragged down, his shoulder hit the stone, and there was another heart-rending pain.

Like a rabbit, he ran through the rubble-strewn streets to the other side.

That sniper didn't shoot!

Seeing that the sniper on the opposite side did not shoot, Huo'er stabbed behind the wall of the opposite street and took a deep breath.

Just as I was about to run out again......!

"Bang!" Another shot, through a hole in the broken wall. Hit Huo'er in the chest!

The kid who was just jumping around was cut in two by a powerful bullet.

The blood on his body was sprinkled like a waterfall.

The upper body has two arms, and it keeps digging on the ground, its mouth is closed one by one, and a mouthful of blood gushes out of its mouth.

The two legs of the lower body are constantly pumping on the ground.

The blood quickly spread to the streets, soaking the blue-gray stones.

"Hugejiril, you shit, you haven't ...... yet!"

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out!

That's the sound of the Ming army's sniper rifle domineering and scattering!

Hugjirile held his gun and crawled like a gecko in the corner.

"It's hit!

Fuck, it's on the roof.

From that angle, he could just see the top of our steel helmet.

Just a little stabbed ......! ”

", I told this kid a long time ago. You can't jump before you run!

It's all fucking stinky, why can't it be fixed. ”

Hugejirile cursed on his lips, but tears flowed from his eyes.

This is a good sheep herding baby, and the family owes money to the head person.

In order to earn money, I signed up for the army and came to the front line.

Last night, he also said that being a two-year soldier would not only pay off the arrears and interest, but also save a lot.

Back on the grassland, he had to get a new bag for his family and buy a lot of cattle and sheep.

His grandma's milk residue is the most delicious, and the women within a radius of 100 miles are not as good as their grandma.

It's like eating the cheese made by grandma......!