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The sun hangs high in the sky. In the summer of 1938, the weather was not hot, and the cool mountain wind blew on the undulating mountains in northwest Shanxi.
"It's all ready. This time, let the devils know how powerful our Donkey Calling Mountain guerrillas are." On the hill, a man said softly.
He was wearing an Eighth Route Army cap, a patched coarse cloth, and an armed belt. He had already held the box cannon in his hand. Looking at the convoy approaching from a distance, his eyes were full of expected.
Beside him, more than 20 guerrillas, with white turbans on their heads, were lying there quietly. At this time, everyone was holding various weapons, including old sleeves, made in Hanyang, and even A few of them didn't even have guns, they just waited beside with machetes and red-tasseled guns.
However, among these weapons, there is a machine gun that looks particularly dazzling.
The barrel of the machine gun has a threaded heat dissipation shape, a handle on the front, and a magazine on it. Just look at this structure, and you will know that it is made in the Czech Republic, which is currently equipped with a large number of domestic equipment.
At this time, the machine gunner Liu Dabiao was also concentrating. He was the burliest figure in the entire guerrilla team, and he was the only one who was qualified to operate this machine gun. After arriving at this machine gun, the whole guerrillas became excited.
We finally have heavy firepower!
He also carried a machete on his back, and the red silk cloth on the machete kept fluttering in the wind.
"Ready." Liu Dabiao whispered to the captain Zhang Shun: "Captain, just wait and see."
While speaking, the devil's convoy had already appeared.
With the machine gun, Zhang Shun has always wanted to make a big deal, but today it finally came. The devil's convoy had already moved over from afar, and the sky was full of dust.
In front is a sidecar motorcycle with crooked handles on the sidecar. The devil soldier on it is wearing a yellow military uniform and a steel helmet. The butt curtain on the back of his head is fluttering in the wind.
Behind the motorcycle, there are two cars. Judging from the battle, it should be a dissatisfied team, estimated to have forty or fifty people. Can this guerrilla team of twenty or so people be able to eat it?
Of course we can eat it, we have machine guns!
Thinking of this, Zhang Shun glanced at the machine gun beside him again. With the machine gun in his hand, he always felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart. Dare to chase too far.
Thinking of this, Zhang Shun's eyes became firm and cold, watching the other party getting closer and closer, and then, raising the box cannon in his hand, he shouted loudly: "Hit!"
"Boom!" Following Zhang Shun's yell, the first gunshot rang out among the lying guerrillas.
On the front motorcycle, the devil riding the motorcycle had blood spattering from the side of his head. When the bullet flew out from the right side, it carried more blood and splashed on the machine gunner in the sidecar. body.
Then, the rider's body went limp, and he fell on the handlebar. The handlebar swayed from side to side a few times, and turned to the side of the road. The motorcycle overturned!
The wheels of the sidecar lay horizontally above and continued to spin. The machine gunner was caught off guard and was thrown upside down, screaming loudly.
"Qin Baoshan, you are quite capable." Zhang Shun looked at the guerrillas who fired over there, and he didn't even have time to pull the trigger of his box cannon.
At a distance of 300 meters, killing the enemy with one shot, this is simply a sharpshooter! Zhang Shun was a little surprised, the former Qin Baoshan was not so capable.
At this time, when he looked over, Qin Baoshan had already pulled the bolt with a bang, the second round of bullets entered the chamber of the old Hanyang-made gun, and then pulled the trigger again.
"Boom!" At this moment, the gunshot was connected with other scattered gunshots around him, but Zhang Shun was sure that Qin Baoshan's second shot hit the head of the driver of the first car behind. !
The driver's mouth was full of blood, and it sprayed onto the windshield, where the blood was red. Then, the car rattled a few times, and then, the wheels rattled, and fell into the deep ditch beside it. The car slowly, slowly Slowly tilted, and then, in the eyes of everyone, turned over!
Really fucking exciting!
This kid, what a god? In the last battle, this kid's head was injured, and now he still has a bandage on his head. It's just that after that, he became a little weird and didn't like to talk anymore. How could he think that his head was broken and his marksmanship became brilliant?
Ask after the war. Now, I don¡¯t have the time to worry about these things. At this time,The devils had already reacted, the second car stopped, the little devils quickly jumped off the car, the first car overturned, the little devils also climbed up, and then, holding the rifle, quickly rushed come over!
Qin Baoshan held his breath. When he shot the third shot, the old devil commander with a saber appeared in his sight.
The old devil crawled out of the cab of the overturned car, with the driver's blood splattered on his body, he was at the side of the car at this time, yelling for people to get down quickly, the car blocked most of his body, appearing and disappearing from time to time .
It's challenging, I like it.
Silently calculated the wind speed and advance amount in my heart, and then pulled the trigger again.
"Dang!" The bullet hit the hood of the car, and the old devil's head shrank back, but he missed it!
There is a problem with the warhead of the bullet! If you still have time just now, you should polish it with a file! Qin Baoshan thought secretly in his heart.
The experience of the past few days is like a dream. As a graduate of Lanxiang Technical School, he was very interested in making firearms. Later, in order to make money to buy a house and marry a wife, he came to a place called Empire In the country of the cemetery, in the earthen weapon workshop, he directed the processing of firearms. As a result, something happened, and when he woke up, he appeared here.
He hasn't said much these days, for fear that others will be suspicious, but now, on the battlefield, he can be regarded as a budding figure. Since he is here, there is nothing wrong with him, kill the devil!
After making a gun for such a long time, it is natural to master basic skills such as gun testing. This ability to aim and shoot was mastered at that time.
"Crack." He pulled the bolt and ejected another cartridge.
Every time a cartridge case is withdrawn, it will be picked up in a small cloth bag next to it. After all, cartridge cases are also very precious things, and there is a lack of everything in the guerrillas.
As for the captured machine gun, in fact, it is really useless, so it is better to hand it in. How can the guerrillas afford the consumption of the machine gun.
At this time, the devils have already bent their waists and rushed up with the 38 cover. The devil in the front, with a sun flag under the bayonet, is you!
"Boom!" The fourth shot rang out, and the devil was shot in the chest. Under the impact of the bullet, he took two steps back and fell on his back.
"Machine gun, kill them all!" Zhang Shun shouted loudly.
The reason why the opponent dared to charge like this was because the firepower of the guerrillas was weak. Although there were more than 20 people, there were only a dozen or so old rifles. The guerrillas were crushed.
Our side is deliberately showing weakness, little devil, it's good to come up, I'm waiting for you.
At this time, on the side of the hillside, our side is commanding and has a wide field of vision. A machine gun can cause heavy losses to the devils!
Liu Dabiao has been holding back for a long time. Just now, his companions fired shots, which only attracted the devils to rush over. Now, seeing the devils getting closer and closer, their chests are also beating violently. Finally, when the devils are all approaching, this time, It's time to let your machine gun go!
"Ah" Liu Dabiao yelled and pulled the trigger.
"Tuttuktut." A gust of flame emerged from the muzzle of the machine gun. Liu Dabiao's body was as stable as a mountain under the recoil, and the bullets flew past. In an instant, two soldiers in the front row fell down.
Immediately, the devil soldiers rushing over from the opposite side fell to the ground, yelling babbling words, as if to say, machine guns, they have machine guns!
Machine guns are the most terrifying weapons for infantry. In World War I, millions of soldiers died under the guns of machine guns. Although they admired bravery, the devils of this second-line garrison still did not dare to fight hard. He rushed forward under the threat of machine guns.
Happy! Liu Dabiao was very pleased. He killed two people with one three-point shot, and then continued to aim and pull the trigger.
"Crack, click." A strange sound suddenly came from the gun stock, and the sound was transmitted to the brain through the shoulder, and it could be heard clearly on the fierce battlefield.
broken! Liu Dabiao's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, the trigger had already been pulled, but there was no gunfire, and the trigger did not bounce back! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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