"Good boy, little devil, there are so many bullets that there is no place to use them, is it such a waste.
Like them, the bullets are all counted, how dare they waste it like this "That's the terrible thing about the sharpshooter, he's hiding in a place and shooting a black gun, you can't find him at all, in this case, you can only try your luck by strafing like this.
If you are fighting on the battlefield, then it is not only machine guns, but also artillery greetings.
Chang You explained to them.
"Wow, sharpshooters are terrible," one of the guerrillas exclaimed, wondering whether to marvel at the sniper's awesomeness or at how the sniper would be treated if he was discovered.
"How did I not know that the sharpshooter was so useful," someone wondered.
"It's a matter of how it's used and how it's cultivated."
Chang You said.
"Is this the right way to use a sharpshooter?"
"Yes," Chang You nodded.
Ye Qingshu, who set up a ninety-seven sniper again, aimed at another shooting hole.
Here is a puppet army, a little scared holding a gun, standing next to the perforation, wanting to squat but not daring to squat, for fear of being shot by the imperial army behind.
The only remaining Japanese soldier had a southern fourteen pistol in his hand, and he didn't mind giving anyone a shot if he didn't obey.
These puppet soldiers in front of them did not dare to resist, and could only silently endure the persecution of the Japanese army.
"Whoosh" bullets poured in through the shooting hole, and the puppet army was pierced on the spot, and a large piece of brain pulp splashed on the wall, and the body fell limply, killing instantly.
"Over there, over there" The Japanese soldier suddenly jumped to his feet angrily, screaming and screaming, asking the puppet army to lift the machine gun to the shooting hole over there, and squandered it again, but there was no gain.
Ye Qingshu followed Chang You's teaching to shoot a shot and change places, left there, found a new place, and continued to shoot black.
"Shall we rush," Hu Yidao asked as he leaned beside Chang You.
They had already rushed before, but now they are still here watching.
However, Changyou continued, "I think wait a little longer. ” "Wait a little longer, and the little devil will be done."
Hu Yidao was very anxious.
"Wouldn't that be good" Chang You glanced at Hu Yidao strangely, isn't this very good, they still have to take human lives to fill it.
Hu Yidao didn't know how to say it, he felt that this battle was really aggrieved, and it was not happy at all.
"If you don't care about casualties, you can rush over, this distance of more than 300 meters, if you run hard, it will not be a minute, the machine gun of the little devil is facing other directions, if they shoot, they can't hit a few people."
Chang You suddenly said again.
He understands Hu Yidao's thoughts very well, and wants to solve this turret as soon as possible, so that those recruits behind him can experience the battlefield, otherwise this will be occupied by Ye Qingshu alone, and what will those recruits use to train.
After listening to Chang You's words, Hu Yidao thought slightly, and decided, let these recruits get on and rush to the bottom of the turret in one go, can't they kill those dozens of people "Everyone is ready to fight, I'll count one, two, three, and then charge," Hu Yidao announced loudly.
Everyone heard the sound and waited for it.
The recruits have been gearing up for a long time, and they have been training for so long, isn't it just for this moment?
"Rush" With an order, everyone rushed towards the opposite turret, there was no formation at all, and it was a mess, so that Chang You couldn't bear to look at it.
Militia guerrillas are militia guerrillas, and it is impossible to expect them to be in a bit of formation.
By the way, the tactics of the three-three system seem to have been written down by themselves, and this must be learned, otherwise it is estimated that it will be wiped out in one round if you rush like this in the future.
Dozens of people ran towards the turret with all their might, there was no gunshot, no obstacles, and they ran very happily.
The puppet army in the turret soon discovered them, and hurriedly reported to the Japanese soldiers around them, "Mrs.
Mrs.
Taijun, guerrillas, is a guerrilla" This puppet army was too nervous, and his tongue was a little curled when he spoke.
The speed of his speech was so fast and so fast that the Japanese soldier could not hear what he was saying, but he could understand it by looking at the direction he was pointing.
Looking along the shooting hole, I saw a group of people dressed in gray clothes and holding weapons rushing towards him, completely devoid of military appearance, simply dressed as a gang of bandits.
"Baga, what are you doing stupidly, shooting, shooting" The Japanese soldier slammed his fist on the puppet soldier's face without hesitation and shouted loudly.
"Bring the machine guns here, the others are firing, be sure to stop them."
Knocking over the puppet soldier with one punch, the Japanese soldier shouted loudly again, a little hysterical.
Hearing the words of the Japanese Taijun, the machine gunner also quickly stopped and moved the heavy machine gun over, which was very difficult.
The other two or three puppet soldiers fired at the target from the shooting hole, and the sound of gunfire rang out, and the bullets did not know where they flew.
They chose to steal and play tricks, and now in this situation, they can't stand it at all, so it is better to estimate that they will be empty, and they will be able to suffer less after being caught.
Because of this, they dragged a machine gun and didn't get it done for a long time, so that the other party rushed to the bottom of the turret.
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"Waste, all of them are waste" The Japanese soldier kicked a big kick and raised the Southern Fourteen in his hand to prepare to shoot each of these cheating puppet soldiers.
When he pulled the trigger, there was a crisp sound, and the bullet did not shoot out at all, and it was dumb Even bullying himself with a gun felt like he was about to collapse.
After looking left and right, he picked up a 38 large cover and loaded it with a bayonet.
By this time, the guerrillas had already rushed to the bottom of the turret, looking at the closed door, ready to break in.
In the turret, the Japanese soldier's face was full of hideousness, and the other puppet soldiers were rolling their eyes, not knowing what to think again.
"You all put on your bayonets, rush out, and fight with those damned guerrillas to be loyal to the Emperor."
The Japanese soldier sat on the ammunition box, his face twisted, and said loudly.
The awkward Chinese, listening to it, makes people unable to laugh at all, and there is only a chill in the heart.
"Tai, Taijun, or we surrender," a puppet soldier said tremblingly.
"Pap" It was a bullet that responded to him.
Lowering the rifle in his hand, the Japanese soldier scolded angrily, "How can you repair, as a soldier of the Empire, you actually want to surrender, this is a disgrace to the Great Japanese Empire, and everyone is dead." ” "We are not Japanese," a puppet soldier whispered
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