On the other side, Noda Kengo was about to give the order to shoot when he suddenly heard the voice of "Headshot Ghost King" and knew something was wrong.
He was very calm and did not order a shot, but quickly observed, paying special attention to the sky.
When the grenade was shrouded in a hail of bullets, he quickly inferred the opponent's shooting position based on the sound and impact point of the bullets.
From the first to the third round of bullet rain, I got a little feeling.
From the fourth to the fifth round, the feeling becomes clearer and clearer.
In the sixth round, he suddenly understood and was shocked at the same time The opponent's shooting position was actually behind the hill on the right side of Yushan Mountain.
In other words, the opponent is "blindly shooting" across a hill.
The distance is almost two thousand meters.
There is no doubt that this is the "beyond shooting method" made famous in World War I.
Although this method of warfare is very famous, the empire does not know how to use it.
It is a waste of resources.
This is not a fight, this is a crime Waste is the biggest crime I never expected that the Chinese army would dare to use Aren't they a beggar army?
Baga, you "surpass", I can do it, but I don't bother to use it, because I have a fighter Summon fighter planes to bomb the hill and see how you dodge.
Suddenly, the loudspeaker sounded, and Yue Feng's majestic voice came again.
"Commander of the Japanese pirate machine gun position, your Excellency the commander of the regiment, I think you have thought it through clearly.
It's a pity that it's too late.
Enjoy the rain of punishing bullets and accept the fury that surpasses the machine gun battalion."
Noda Kengo understood: the other party used binoculars to watch his every move.
Immediately, the roar of the men from the machine gun battalion came: "For the glory of our ancestors, harvest, harvest."
Noda Kengo shouted: "Run, run for your life" The Japanese machine gunner was confused: At such a critical moment, no matter how dangerous it is, we can't escape.
Isn't this a disgrace to the empire?
Noda Kengo wanted to scream again, but it was useless.
The overwhelming machine gun bullets roared and fell, covering the machine gun position area.
With a series of miserable howls, the life of one Japanese soldier was harvested
Although it takes only a hundred bullets to kill a Japanese soldier, there are too many bullets to handle.
The Japanese soldiers were extremely horrified, howling in despair.
"Run away, I can't bear it anymore" "King of Ghosts, stop fighting, stop fighting."
"God's punishment, this is God's punishment."
Many Japanese soldiers trembled all over, felt chilled in their hearts, and regretted endlessly when they thought of their past evil deeds.
Noda Kengo honestly stood still and did not run.
There's no point in running, you don't know where the other person is or where the bullet is coming from.
He didn't hide either.
There's no point hiding.
No matter where you hide, bullets will fall from the sky.
Unless you're hiding under a rock.
It's a pity that there are many stones, but there is no open space under the stones.
Noda Kengo's idea is very honest: If you can't run away, you will die.
Anyway, let's fight.
Either you die or I live.
It's normal for a jade to be shattered on the battlefield, but it's just a pity.
You won't be able to see your opponent's true face until you die.
It's separated by a hill.
"Boom" He felt a "bang" above his head, and then nothing happened.
Crushed skull The bullet entered through the Baihui point, went down through the esophagus, and exited through the bladder.
In less than three seconds, "Honest Man" will be finished On the small high ground, Yue Feng could clearly see from the "Dragon 8" that the captain of the regiment was dead and the grenade launchers were all wiped out.
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They are all about to be wiped out.
At this time, the gunfire stopped.
Yue Feng looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"
Liu Mingming said: "Report to the colonel that the bullets have been fired."
Yue Feng looked at Sun Yueru and Dongfang Jingting, who said at the same time: "Report to the colonel, all bullets have been used up."
Captain Qian said loudly: "As I said, it's too wasteful, too wasteful."
Jinglong asked: "So, is it worth it?"
Commander Qian was convinced: "It's worth it, it's worth it, it's so worth it.
I have never seen someone kill more than a thousand elite soldiers of the Japs, but he suffered zero casualties.
It's unbelievable, one thousand and one nights."
Yue Feng shook his head: "It's not zero casualties."
Captain Qian and others were shocked and looked around.
It was clear that no one was injured or killed.
Yue Feng pointed to the mountainside and said: "Look, the brothers are fighting to the death on the mountainside, and there are many brothers who have become heroes.
Without their cover and sacrifice, there would be no safe shooting for us."
Everyone fell silent.
With so many bombers bombing and so many fighter planes strafing, the casualties must be extremely tragic.
Yue Feng said solemnly: "No victory is a fluke.
It requires blood and sacrifice.
We are not afraid of sacrifice, but we will try our best to reduce it.
But as long as the sacrifice is for the country and the people and is worthy of sacrifice, we will be willing to do so."
The crowd loudly said: "For the country and the people, we must not only have the courage to sacrifice, but also make fewer sacrifices."
Everyone was very moved: only the Colonel Protecting the Country regarded them as relatives.
Yue Feng said: "The sniper battalion and machine gun battalion have been moved outside the battlefield and are waiting for Guan Guiwen to transport the ammunition."
Liu Mingming said: "It's a pity that there are still three grenade launchers who have not been killed."
Yue Feng said calmly: "No battle is perfect.
These three guys have probably become remnants, at least mentally distorted."
Let's talk about the last three gunners left on the grenade position.
They looked at the corpses of more than a hundred comrades around them, trembling with horror.
The three of them are all privates with equal status, and no one can command the other.
They looked at each other and asked at the same time: "What should I do?"
The short private said ferociously: "Our mission is to bombard the trenches."
The fat private's facial muscles twisted and he said: "My sister is standing up for the team.
Even if she dies, she will die on the way to attack."
The thin second-class soldier hesitated and said: "Fighters are bombing the trenches.
What's the use of the three grenade launchers?
Why don't we turn in and obey the next sergeant's order."
The short private shouted: "Baga, the commander of the regiment just issued the final order, bombardment, bombardment, no retreat."
The skinny private gritted his teeth and said: "I think the Headshot Ghost King is right.
Why should we be used as cannon fodder?
Why should female family members still be used as cannon fodder?"
The fat private was furious and shouted: "Baga, what are you talking about?
Do you want to die?"
The short private was even more furious and shouted: "If you have such thoughts, you are a traitor, a traitor, and everyone will kill you if you find him."
After that, he hit the opponent's head with the grenade in his hand.
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The thin private reacted quickly and immediately smashed the grenade into the opponent's head, harder.
The two sides were so close that they couldn't hide even if they wanted to.
"Bang" "Bang" Two people were hit in the head.
The short private's head was broken and he was bleeding profusely.
He staggered and fell to the ground, twitching.
He quickly kicked off his short and thick legs and died.
The thin second-class soldier was hit with a big tumor, and his anger surged.
The fat private was shocked: "Baga, you killed someone, wait until you go to court-martial."
The thin private said coldly: "That's my business.
Look, the lieutenant general is here."
He looked behind the fat private.
The fat private turned around subconsciously.
When he found that no one was there, he knew he had been attacked and it was too late to retreat.
He heard a loud "bang" above his head.
The thin private continued to hit the opponent with a grenade, while shouting in a low voice: "Cannon fodder, cannon fodder, I am not cannon fodder, and my wife, daughter and sisters are not cannon fodder."
The fat private is dying, and he will die with his eyes open.
The thin private looked around, but no one noticed what he was doing.
However, all the "warriors" are finished, and he is intact, which is absolutely unjustifiable.
He was cruel, dug out a bullet from the ground, grabbed it with one hand, held it against his thigh, grabbed a stone, and slammed it on the bullet.
He was thin and very strong.
The bullet entered his thigh, but only half of it went in.
No, it doesn't look like it The thin second-class soldier was very fierce and continued to hit him with rocks.
"ah" With a long scream, the bullet finally entered Now, I am a wounded soldier and can pass out.
The thin private "passed away" happily
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