Chapter 8 One Shot into the Soul!

In less than two minutes after the hand-to-hand encounter, more than 1,000 devils of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the Sakata Wing were all killed under the fierce submachine gun fire.

If the devils are in the trenches and want to annihilate these more than 1,000 devils, even if the new regiment is equipped with 100 German-made submachine guns, it is almost possible.

However, the arrogant and arrogant devils who don't believe in evil want to rush out and try a white-knuckle battle with the new group.

Try it and die.

At the cost of losing only a few soldiers, the new regiment completely annihilated a Japanese brigade.

When all the thousands of devils in front of them fell, the soldiers were all stunned, and their faces were full of incredulity.

Li Yunlong reacted quickly, and immediately shouted: "Rush! ”

The soldiers rushed all over the mountains and fields towards the devil's position in front of them.

This was originally the position of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the Devils, but the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the Devils had been completely annihilated, and the new regiment occupied the position of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the Devils without much effort.

The 2nd Infantry Brigade, which coordinated with the 5th Infantry Brigade in the attack, under the orders of Wing Commander Nobutsu Sakata, tried to recapture the position.

Under the cover of artillery fire, hundreds of devils rushed towards the position, and the soldiers set up light and heavy machine guns, picked up submachine guns, and rushed towards the devils.

A dense rain of bullets poured down on the devils, and the devils fell one after another.

After dropping more than a hundred corpses, the 5th Infantry Brigade of the Devils was repulsed by the new regiment.

Looking at the devil who retreated like a tide, Li Yunlong looked at the submachine gun on his chest, and his expression was full of joy.

This gun is so fucking good!

By this time, almost all the bullets in the magazines of each commando's submachine guns had been emphasized.

Although the firepower is very fierce, the consumption of bullets is also massive, and less than 10 minutes after the battle with the devil with this gun, more than 10,000 submachine gun bullets were fired.

Li Yunlong shouted loudly: "Replenish ammunition as soon as possible!" ”

The soldier with the ammunition box on his shoulder in the back bent down to carry the submachine gun bullets along the trench dug by the devils.

The commando fighters immediately opened the ammunition box, grabbed the 9mm bullet inside, and stuffed it into the magazine.

Li Yunlong took off the magazine from the submachine gun on his chest, and took out the other three empty magazines from his waist, and handed them to the guard Huzi: "Huzi, fill all the magazines for me!" ”

Huzi took the magazine: "Yes!" ”

Then, Li Yunlong turned his head and shouted: "Wang Chengzhu! Pillar! ”

"Commander, I'm here!" Wang Chengzhu, who had a big waist and a round waist, and four or five soldiers of the artillery platoon worked together to push the Italian field artillery into position.

"Come here!" Li Yunlong waved his hand, "Put the cannon here!" ”

Wang Chengzhu and his comrades-in-arms quickly pushed the field gun in front of Li Yunlong, and then quickly fixed it.

The gunner brought two boxes of shells and placed them behind the field guns and the crowd.

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao also hurriedly ran over and squatted beside Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong pointed forward with his right hand: "Pillar, aim at that position, fuck it!" ”

Wang Chengzhu took off his cloth shoes, with the toes of his shoes facing up and his heels facing down, his left eye was closed tightly, and his right eye was slightly squinted and began to measure the distance.

Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao, as well as several artillerymen, all smelled an indescribable stench and almost vomited it.

When he was put on hold, Li Yunlong scolded Wang Chengzhu a few words: Zhuzi, you haven't washed your fucking feet for a few months?

However, at this juncture, Li Yunlong's expression was solemn, and he glanced at the pillar and then looked at the opposite mountain.

The distance between the two hills is about 500 meters, and the position of the Sakata headquarters and the field artillery is on the same horizontal line.

Wang Chengzhu looked at the manual and quickly put on his shoes.

I tested it here for a long time, and it felt a little redundant.

Unlike the 60mm mortars he had fought before, this field gun has its own sights, and if it is a direct shot, you only need to use the sights to complete the aiming.

Wang Chengzhu squinted and glanced at Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao, but fortunately they didn't find anything abnormal.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chengzhu stared at the sight while shaking the handle and lowered the elevation angle of the barrel.

Adjust the barrel to the left by 3 scales, and the muzzle of the gun will be pointed directly at the headquarters of the devil.

Wang Chengzhu shouted without looking back: "Cannonballs! ”

The gunner behind him took a 5.5-kilogram high-explosive bomb from the shell box, and Wang Chengzhu took it and stuffed it into the gun chamber, and then closed the gate.

Wang Chengzhu carefully pulled the fire rope with his hand: "Regiment commander, I can open the cannon!" ”

Li Yunlong nodded: "Open the gun!" ”

Then Wang Chengzhu pulled the fire rope in his hand back, and with a muffled sound, a cloud of dust and mist instantly shook around the gun position.

Li Yunlong's eyes stared at the devil command on the opposite side, whether he could succeed or not, it depended on this trembling!

A moment later, a large cloud of fire and mud mist was set off at the position of the devil's headquarters on the opposite hill, and a huge explosion was heard.

One shot into the soul!

"Well played, pillar!" Li Yunlong looked overjoyed, "Go back and Lao Tzu will reward you with half a catty of sweet potato burning!" ”

Wang Chengzhu saw that he hit the devil's headquarters with a single shot of the field artillery, and he couldn't help but stand up with joy: "Regiment commander, it's hit!" Hit! ”

A shuttle machine gun ejected and hit the steel guard of the field gun, making a crisp clanging sound.

Li Yunlong hurriedly pressed Wang Chengzhu to the ground: "Zhuzi, you don't want to fucking die?" ”

Wang Chengzhu only felt a chill down his spine, and the secret road was so dangerous, if there was no field artillery guard, I am afraid that his life would have been gone just now!

Then he looked at the Italian field artillery, and the more he looked at it, the rarer it became, even rarer than the gold ingots and other people's beautiful daughters-in-law.

Seeing that Wang Chengzhu was fine, Li Yunlong breathed a sigh of relief, so he took Zhang Dabiao back to the trench.

He took the submachine gun magazine from Huzi's hand, inserted it into the submachine gun on his chest with a click, and asked loudly: "Brothers, have all the bullets been pressed?" ”

"It's pressed!"

"It's pressed!"

The fighters of the commandos responded loudly.

Li Yunlong raised his submachine gun aloft and roared at the same time: "Rush with me and take the opposite position!" ”

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the new regiment followed behind Li Yunlong, crossed out of the trenches, and rushed all over the mountains and fields like tigers descending from the mountains and fields, towards the opposite position.

On the opposite hill, the devil's machine gun fire clicked and screamed, spewing tongues of fire at the new group of soldiers.

When Wang Chengzhu saw this scene from behind, he immediately shook the handle of the field gun and aimed the muzzle of the gun at a devil's heavy machine gun fire point at the commanding heights on the opposite hill.

With the first *** experience, Wang Chengzhu's technique has become a little skilled, stuffing cannonballs, closing the gates, and pulling the fire rope in one go.

After a muffled tom, the shell hit the sandbag of the Type 92 heavy machine gun with precision, as if it had eyes.

With the light of fire and gunsmoke, the devil and the Type 92 heavy machine gun behind the sandbag were instantly lifted into the air.

After killing a heavy machine gun fire point of the enemy, Wang Chengzhu did not carelessly, but quickly shook the handle and quickly turned the muzzle to point at another crooked machine gun fire point of the devil.