Chapter 188: Local tyrant fighting

It's clearly written in the training book.

War is to fight more and fight less, and we must not be arrogant at any time, and if we can use one regiment to fight against one battalion, we will resolutely not use one battalion to fight!

If you can greet with a cannonball, you must not get close!

Nie Li and Yang Kang, who compiled this treasure book, are definitely not bad for money.

The rest of the infantry squads, organized by the company commander, were gathered under his own men.

Personally commanded.

Several infantry squads, numbering sixty or seventy in all, felt the rifles in their hands and waited for the enemy to arrive.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait...."

The troop appearances of the footpot chicken always have their own background music.

Lying down again, crawling forward, hiding behind a big tree, observing the enemy's situation, and then trotting quickly.

The variety of tactical moves is quite familiar.

Madoka Hiji looked at the troops in front of him with satisfaction.

It's all my own hard work.

Among the seventy or eighty thousand people in the entire First Army, who has its own squadron elite?

"Fast forward! Eat these people! ”

The voice of Madoka Fat Er blew the horn of battle.

It was still 400 meters away from the position of the third company.

The second platoon commander saw the company commander nod slightly.

Waved at the 12 grenadiers that had been prepared long ago: "Put!" ”

The small shells of the twelve grenadiers shot up into the sky, just like the monkeys that were scurrying in the sky, and fell in the squadron of the little round fat two in an arc.

Xiao Yuanfei's second pupils shrank: "Lie down!" The enemy has artillery! ”

Boom, boom, boom.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yuanfei fell to the ground, and was bombarded with a gray face, and the sound was not small, but the power did not seem to be very great.

The explosion radius is about ten meters.

Madoka Fat Er is worthy of being an elite soldier, and immediately shouted: "It's not a large-caliber artillery, pay attention to the landing point, and hide the point." Everyone, fast ahead! ”

Taking advantage of the gap between the grenadier launches, he quickly directed the troops forward.

As for the few unlucky eggs who fell, Xiaoyuan Fat Er didn't have time to care.

The commander of the third company saw that only a few people were killed, and he was not disappointed, anyway, it was the first round.

This is not how grenadiers were originally used, and they were used to remove local machine-gun positions and pillboxes at fixed points, and it is understandable that their power was not ideal in such spacious places.

"Go on!"

A series of twelve rounds of shelling made Madoka almost cry.

The attrition has already reached thirty people.

Even he was almost killed by a shell.

If it weren't for the quick reaction and the desperate running on his short legs, he might have confessed here.

Touching the black ash on his face: "I don't believe that their artillery fire is unlimited, give me a charge!" The last 100 meters. Rush up! Free Fire! ”

Free shooting is a great test of the troops' abilities, but Madoka Hiji believes in his troops, and it will definitely be fine.

The last hundred meters were the most comfortable firing distance for the servicemen of the Reich.

But what he never expected was that the place was not Hongmao, nor was it a regular army in the country.

You don't have to fight him alone!

I saw the commander of the third company glance at the distance and shouted: "Fight!" ”

Six machine guns were distributed in different positions, forming crossfire, and the entire front line became a sea of barrages.

I didn't notice it for a while, and I didn't expect that the enemy would have a machine gun at all, and the second squadron of Xiaoyuan Fat was blinded.

More than a dozen people fell in an instant.

By the time they react, hide behind trees, or lie down in time, it's too late.

The machine guns that don't stop at all are like deadly mouthpieces, constantly flipping up and down, making Xiaoyuan Fat Er want to stop.

I want to go, but I can't stand up. I wanted to rush, but I was already scared out of my guts.

"Impossible! It's just a squadron formation, how can there be so many heavy weapons! Small artillery is also counted! How could there still be so many machine guns! ”

You know, even after the so-called Restoration, the wealthy empire can't come up with such a configuration.

The commander of the third company looked at the enemy and couldn't stand up.

Haha laughed.

"Stop! Wait until they get up and then fight! ”

He also had a lot of ammunition to carry, and he couldn't waste it at will.

The machine gunner immediately stopped the fire, and the soldier next to him hurriedly poured the water from the kettle and the cold snow on the ground to cool down the machine gun.

At least a thousand to two thousand rounds of bullets were fired just now.

If it weren't for the logistics to keep up, I wouldn't dare to fight like this at all!

The barrel of the gun, replaced with a spare one and waiting for orders at any time, this is the wealthy, and the barrel of the gun is carried with a spare one.

Xiao Yuan Feiji looked at the remaining less than eighty people, and they were all about to cry.

The adjutant lay on the ground and shouted at the top of his voice: "Your Excellency Squadron Leader, withdraw, this unit is too weird, and the weapon configuration is simply..."

For a while, I couldn't find an adjective.

Xiao Yuan Fat Er had already gone up at this time, and said viciously: "Withdraw? How can it be! ”

"It's just a bunch of cowards who can only rely on weapons, tell them to go down and rush forward! The warriors of the Empire will not retreat! ”

The adjutant had a bitter face: "Your Excellency Squadron Leader, the enemy's firepower is too fierce." ”

"Afraid of what? Where has all our bushido spirit gone? And where did the onboard spirit of the Legion Commander go? ”

"Believe me, as long as we get closer, they are not opponents in a white-knuckle battle, you must know that the troops of China do not even have bayonets!"

Madoka Fatji's words really moved the adjutant's heart.

Yes, most of the troops of the Shina people don't even have bayonets, let alone individual skills!

Hearts are surging.

"Onboard!"

With a shout, a white cloth was torn from the sleeve, the bayonet was mounted to the rifle and prepared for the final charge.

More than eighty people.

Shouting "Onboard!" Long live the Emperor!"

The commander of the third company smiled.

I didn't expect to run into a fool in the first battle.

If you don't run at this time, you still dare to charge!

"As long as they stand up, they will beat Lao Tzu!" ”

The machine gun beeped again.

However, the military quality of the footbasin chicken is indeed high, a lot higher than the domestic one, and under various tactical evasion actions, they actually rushed to about 50 meters in front of the position, but only 50 meters away, they left 40 people.

The crossfire of the machine gun is not omnipotent, and it is impossible to fire all the time indefinitely.

When the commander of the third company saw the last forty or so, he knew that it was time for the soldiers to see blood.

There can't be any battle damage that shouldn't be there, but you can't keep shrinking back and putting cold guns, otherwise the troops will be wasted.

"Machine gun stop!"

"Free fire for infantry squads!"

Without machine gun suppression, the men of the second squadron of Xiaoyuan Fat finally began to counterattack, and I have to say that there were indeed two blows, and between the attacks, the positions of the infantry squad of the third company, from time to time there were screams of wounded.

"Holy shit, shoot pretty accurately!"

"Brothers, restrain the fear in your heart, use them as targets for training, keep your hands steady and your eyes accurate!"

Although they are all qualified soldiers, they still see little blood after all.

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