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Chapter 12: Group Destroyed in Fifteen Seconds

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    I got it right!

    At this moment, Akiyama Guanyi understood that this is not an ambush, this is clearly ambushed by others.

    Moreover, the opponent is definitely the main force, the main force of the Eighth Route Army, can they cobble together so many machine guns?  Since the establishment of the Akiyama Squadron, it has never faced such a fierce fire attack!

    This is a massacre!

    Zhao Decheng's mind became completely confused, and the scenes of the past few days kept reappearing in his mind.

    He has been exposed, his identity has been known by the guerrillas, and the other party deliberately used him to attract the imperial army to take the bait!

    These traps are not designed to trap the imperial army, but to slow them down and gather them in this open field!

    In the past few days, Qin Baoshan is teaching everyone how to use machine guns, not to select qualified machine gunners, but to let everyone know how to operate machine guns. Such intensive strikes, even if the accuracy is not high, are enough to wipe out the group!

    Where does he have so many bullets?

    Must have used up all the bullets in his hand, this is crazy, guerrilla, when did you start living such a luxurious life?

    In his mind, it was like a movie, with scenes flashing non-stop.

    He was cheated, he was cheated by the guerrillas, and the imperial army was cheated by him again. From now on, the sky is high and the mountains are far away. Where can he go?

    kill!

    For the Donkey Calling Mountain guerrillas, this moment is enough for them to brag about it for a whole year.

    Nearly two hundred devils, in their hands, is as easy as crushing an ant!

    They don't have to worry about reloading, because they don't need it at all. They only need to shoot out all the thirty rounds of the six magazines inside!

    The devils stood too densely, and the bullets rushed into the crowd with almost no wastage.

    The first ghost opened his eyes wide and glanced at the fire-breathing position on the opposite side, and then at the next moment, his body shook violently, once, twice, three times.

    Three bullets shot through his body, and his body fell backwards driven by the impact of the bullets.

    Behind him, another devil had also been shot, and the high penetration of the 6.5mm bullet once again pierced both of them with one shot.

    The devil soldier behind staggered back two steps, and then stepped on the air.

    The body slid down, let out a desperate cry, and then, there was a puff.

    The wooden thorns in the trap had pierced his body, and he was still alive for a while, struggling on it, screaming, and then, the second and third devils all fell down.

    The devils have nowhere to go.

    There are traps on both sides. If you run around, you will step on the traps and fall into them. If you don't run, you will be shot by bullets. Almost at this moment, countless screams rang out continuously on the entire hillside.

    More than 180 devils seemed to be massacred in front of machine guns.

    The devils have done a lot of such things, driving the villagers to an open field, and then setting up machine guns to massacre them. A single machine gun can kill dozens of villagers.

    Now, the devils are also being treated like this, but now there are eleven machine guns!

    The gunshot rang out for fifteen seconds.

    The theoretical rate of fire of the crooked sub-machine gun is 500 rounds per minute. This rate of fire refers to the rate of fire when a magazine is inserted into the barrel and fired at this speed.

    In fact, when a magazine is used up, it takes time for the mechanism inside to replace the next magazine, so in fact, its rate of fire is reduced to 120 rounds per minute.

    Every five bullets were fired, there was a short pause, even so, within fifteen seconds, all the bullets were emptied, and the entire position was already covered with blood and corpses.

    This is because the light machine guns are used, so eleven of them can achieve this effect. If it is a Maxim machine gun, only one is more than enough!

    Countless ghost soldiers fell to the ground, some of them were not dead, they were still rolling, and at the same time they uttered desperate cries of pain.

    Almost all the traps nearby have already been stepped on. In a panic, they had to run around, and the ghost soldiers who fell into the trap were pierced by wooden thorns, and their death was even more miserable.

    The blood seeped through the soil on the ground, forming a stream that flowed downward.

    Devils, since they have come to invade our Chinese territory, we must expect such a day to come!  Use your blood to pay homage to my mother?Dead undead!

    Fifteen seconds, what can you do?

    Take a sip of water, say a word, and just do a simple action!

    Cough cough, let's talk about it on the battlefield.  Fifteen seconds, the ordinary 38 big cover, that is, pull the bolt, aim, and shoot one person, but in fifteen seconds, eleven crooked machine guns have already killed a squadron of devil soldiers!

    Fifteen seconds, from heaven to hell.  Fifteen seconds later, the devil soldiers were already lying on the hillside.

    The mountain wind was blowing, carrying the smell of blood, and blowing into the distance. In the small forest not far away, the leaves were blown and rattled. This scene was like a nightmare, which was unimaginable.

    Akiyama Guanyi was not killed.

    He had already walked out of the minefield. The moment his subordinates stepped on the mine, he was in a daze for a while. Then, the two devil soldiers behind him were swept by bullets. Miraculously, the bullets did not hit him.

    Did the other party not notice him?

    Of course not, I walked in the front and held a command knife, how could the other party not know?

    What is the other party waiting for?

    Fifteen seconds passed in a blink of an eye, and his life disappeared in an instant. The only living person, Akiyama Kanichi, couldn't do anything.

    At this moment, a shout came from a distance: "Zhao Decheng, you did a good job, run!"

    Zhao Decheng?

    Akiyama Guanyi can understand Chinese a little bit, the name is definitely quite good, now when I heard it, I realized that there is another person beside me!

    Zhao Decheng, it must be him, it must be him!

    A squadron of imperial soldiers was shot to death in front of machine guns. Who is the culprit?

    Zhao Decheng!

    Why didn't I get protruded by the opponent's machine gun?  It was because he was afraid of killing Zhao Decheng suddenly!

    Damn it!

    Zhao Decheng hasn't reacted yet.

    He was immersed in great terror, the guerrillas could not go back, and the imperial army wanted to find a scapegoat, so he must have died!

    In this despair, the command knife in Guan Qiushan's hand suddenly drew a terrible arc!

    "No, it's not me!" Zhao Decheng finally came to his senses, shouted, and wanted to run back at the same time, but unfortunately, it was too late.

    "Boom!" Zhao Decheng's head was cut off from the neck, but Akiyama Guanyi did not use all his strength, so the head was not chopped off, and some flesh and blood were still connected. Zhao Decheng's body was also brought down with a knife.  , blood sprayed out from the neck.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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