p "Hidden! Lie down! ”

When the veteran squad leader saw that a brother had been shot and fell to the ground, his face changed wildly, and he waved his arms and roared miserably, and the unique roar of heavy machine guns made their hearts sink to the bottom.

Recruits are afraid of artillery, veterans are afraid of machine guns, and in the face of those heavy machine gun bullets with the thickness of their thumbs, as long as they are hit by a shuttle, they will be seriously injured if they do not die.

And the Chinese army has always been short of medical treatment, once bitten by a heavy machine gun, it will be a bloody hole, I am afraid that you will only have to wait for death.

The sudden opening of the devil's heavy machine gun caught the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas who were rushing forward by surprise, they thought that they were the rear of the puppet army, and they thought that a single charge could defeat them.

But who knew that it was a well-trained little devil, but now it was too late to hide, and the machine gunners of the devil soldiers were also strictly trained, and after sweeping away one guerrilla group, they quickly targeted another guerrilla group.

Before the guerrillas could react to the gunfire, the scorching bullets had pierced their chests and plunged into the muddy water behind them with blood.

The bodies of the guerrilla officers and men were like tattered kites, constantly shaking and shaking under the impact of bullets, and then they fell to the ground covered in blood.

"Da Da Da-"

There was only one infantry squad and one platoon of puppet troops arranged at the front of the front line, but there were five light machine guns, and they also trembled.

The machine gunners had grim and hideous faces, and a rain of bullets like water shrouded the partisan officers and men.

"Puff-"

"Ugh!"

"Ahh

The officers and men of the guerrillas who were rushing forward fell to the ground after being shot in a rain of bullets, screaming in panic and screaming in pain, and there was chaos.

The more than 30 officers and men of the more than 30 guerrillas who attacked forward were like ripe wheat, and a large piece of it was overturned in an instant.

The corpse fell to the ground in the mud, blood gurgling, and soon the muddy water under him was dyed red, and the strong smell of blood was particularly strong.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The guerrilla brethren who had fallen into the pit and were lying down in the pit watched the merciless slaughter of the brethren and fought back with red eyes.

However, in the rainy and foggy weather, the gunfire was particularly conspicuous, and as soon as they fired a shot, a machine-gun trajectory pounced like a poisonous snake, and the sound of popping bullets into the flesh continued to sound, blood rushed wildly, and the guerrilla officers and men suffered heavy casualties.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! ”

The sparse firepower of the rifles in the hands of the guerrilla officers and men could not compete with the powerful devil soldiers, and lying on the ground without cover would only become a live target.

The surviving guerrilla officers ordered a retreat in hoarse voices, but they rushed too close to the devils, and now they were suppressed by the devils' fire nets and could not move, and many of them fell to the ground as soon as they stood up and turned around.

In the face of the disparity in firepower, all struggles were in vain, and the marksmanship of the devil soldiers was precise and tricky, constantly aiming at the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were wriggling on the ground, until there was no longer a living creature moving on the ground.

In just a few minutes, more than 30 guerrilla officers and soldiers all fell to the land where they had fought so far, and the ground was stained red with blood.

The Devil Squadron Leader did not change his expression in the face of this overwhelming slaughter, and his eyes showed excitement and bloodthirsty fierceness.

Since arriving in the guerrilla zone, they have been in a passive state, facing the traps of the elusive guerrillas, cold guns, they have suffered heavy casualties, although they are mad but there is nothing they can do.

And now that he saw that these guerrilla officers and men had taken the initiative to run into the muzzles of their guns, and that so many guerrilla officers and men had been wiped out in an instant, he regained his confidence.

"Stop shooting and clean up the battlefield!" Squadron Leader Kameda waved his hand and gave the order.

Soon, the dense gunfire stopped abruptly, and a detachment of devil soldiers rushed out with rifles with bayonets and went straight to the guerrilla officers and soldiers who had fallen in the wilderness.

"Sting!"

The devil soldiers were decisive and ruthless, kicking those guerrilla officers and soldiers who were beaten into blood gourds, and as long as they found that they were still panting, they did not hesitate to stab them in the chest.

The white knives went in and the red knives came out, and the eyes of these devil soldiers shone like beasts, and the blood and killing made them excited.

"Whoosh-"

Bullets flew out of the rain and fog, grazing the heads of the ghost soldiers, and the ghost soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around and ran back.

The rest of the partisan officers and men who heard the sounds of the battle quickened their pace and gathered around, and when they saw the slaughtered brothers lying on the ground, their eyes immediately turned red.

"Little devil! I'll fuck you grandma! Some angry guerrilla officers and soldiers immediately grabbed their guns and roared.

Some brothers raised their arms and shouted, "Brothers! Give Lao Tzu a call! Avenge the fallen brethren! ”

Since Yang Ling took charge of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, they have taken advantage of every battle with the little devils and the puppet army, and the losses are very small.

However, in just a few minutes, as many as 30 brothers died at the gunpoint of the devil soldiers, which made the brothers unable to accept it for a while.

At this moment, he didn't care about any tactical tactics, and they attacked the devils with guns in their hands, and the crazy momentum made the devil soldiers like a great enemy.

"Come on, come on!"

Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing over again, Kameda, the leader of the devil squadron, was extremely excited, and he suddenly had a delusion, that is, maybe he could independently eliminate the guerrillas that gave Commander Kuroda a headache.

Dense bullets flew and raged in the interval between the two sides, the barren grass was also cut off by the waist, the machine gun fire support points of the devil soldiers were intertwined and strafed, and the bombardment of the rifles and grenadiers of the infantry was quickly repulsed.

"How's it going?"

The battalion commander Wang Huzi learned that a brother had bitten a devil behind the palace, and hurried over to direct the battle.

"Battalion commander, it's a little devil, and a few of our brothers who don't know the depth and rush up are all finished!"

The company commander retreated covered in blood, and reported to Wang Huzi with a choked voice.

Wang Huzi was also dark when he heard this, and hurriedly leaned forward to observe, and saw the corpses lying on the ground and the temporary positions of the devils with scattered firepower points, and he also secretly said that he was careless.

"Damn!"

Wang Huzi's gaze was retracted, and when he saw that the brothers who had lost so much, he angrily smashed his fist into the soft soil of the rain bubbles, and embedded it deeply.

"Inform all the nearby guerrilla companies to come over and eat this group of devil soldiers behind the palace, and avenge our sacrificed brothers!"

"Bring me the machine guns from our battalion too!"

……

Wang Huzi issued a series of orders, although they are guerrillas do not fight hard battles, but this does not mean that they will only fight cold guns.

When the officers and men of the nearby guerrillas learned that there was a fierce little devil here, they surrounded them one after another.

Seeing more and more guerrilla officers and soldiers appearing in the surrounding wilderness, the high-spirited Squadron Leader Kameda also realized that something was wrong.

"Retreat!"

Seeing that the guerrillas did not mean to attack immediately, but dug trenches nearby, Squadron Leader Kameda decided to disengage first, anyway, the main force had already gone away, and there was no need for him to stay here to consume.

But now that I'm here, it's not so easy to leave.