Immediately afterwards, there were several more "sizzles" and "booms", and one of the four Czech light machine guns was damaged. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Japanese stared at the light machine gun, and the bullets of the heavy machine gun whistled, and the light machine gunner was so crushed that he could not raise his head.

A machine gunner poked his head out, and before he could pull the trigger, he was hit in the head by a heavy machine gun bullet, and the red blood-white brain burst open, and the charging Japanese army had already rushed into a distance of 100 meters by this time.

At this moment, there was a moment of silence on Ma Liancai's position, and a pessimistic mood was spreading.

The Chinese army, which does not have aircraft artillery grenadiers, needs machine guns as firepower support in battle, so the frequency of firing rifles that have to pull the bolt for one shot is too slow, and who dares to guarantee that they can destroy an enemy with one shot?

At this moment, Huo Xiaoshan fired.

In the strafing of the devil's heavy machine gun, in the shouting of the 38 guns of the horn hook, Huo Xiaoshan's gunfire was completely covered and not noticeable.

But a small soldier next to Huo Xiaoshan, Gazi, inadvertently noticed Huo Xiaoshan's shooting.

"Wow, hit!" This sixteen or seventeen-year-old soldier shouted that he saw a Japanese soldier fall in response to the gun, and he never moved again.

Huo Xiaoshan was not affected by the applause of the only audience himself, he skillfully pulled the bolt of the gun like a cloud, ejected the cartridge case, put the bullet on the top, and the butt of the gun was against the shoulder, and before he saw how to aim, it was another shot.

"Wow, hit again." The little soldier Gazi saw another Japanese soldier fall in front of Huo Xiaoshan's shot, like an upside-down onion.

The exclamations continued, and Huo Xiaoshan's third shot rang out again.

"The third one!" The creep was amazed, and raised his voice an octave in shock.

The surrounding soldiers noticed Huo Xiaoshan's presence from the shouting creep, and at this time, the little soldier had already shouted, "Fourth!" ”

Huo Xiaoshan didn't hear the applause of the audience, and shot the fifth time, this time several soldiers shouted together: "The fifth!" ”

Huo Xiaoshan put away the gun and turned around and retracted his head, his original intention was undoubtedly to press the bullet of the medium formal rifle in his hand again.

The magazine of the medium rifle can only hold five rounds at a time.

This kind of manual rifle must pull the bolt once to shoot, spit out the cartridge case and load it, and it must be reloaded after the shot.

Huo Xiaoshan was just about to press the bullet inside, but another medium formal rifle was handed to him.

As soon as Huo Xiaoshan looked up, he saw that it was Ma Liancai who handed over the gun.

In this case, the two people don't say anything, but they also understand the meaning of the action.

Huo Xiaoshan abandoned the gun in his hand, took the rifle, turned around and aimed and continued to shoot.

The sixth gunshot rang out, and another devil soldier left for the west.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Xiao Bing Gazi didn't know what to say, if it weren't for Ma Liancai next to him, he would have straightened up from the trench and cheered!

"Damn, you're looking for death!" Ma Liancai shouted, and then pulled his neck and shouted: "What do you see in the Western landscape? Shoot at me, machine guns, sound them for me, even if you don't aim!"

The reason why Ma Liancai said that the machine gun would sound if it was not aimed was because he was afraid that the Japanese army would focus on Huo Xiaoshan.

If the Japanese army found that there was a sharpshooter on this side, they were afraid that the grenadier would hit him with a few grenades, and Huo Xiaoshan would not be able to run away at all.

The light machine gun burst out again, although probably not very high.

But there is no doubt that the light machine gun really played a role in attracting the attention of the enemy, but in this way, the machine gun that was supposed to be fired in bursts for fire suppression became a supporting role, and the real protagonist was Huo Xiaoshan.

As he sang in the "Guerrilla Song" that later appeared in the Eighth Route Army, "We are all sharpshooters, and every bullet destroys an enemy!" ”

However, a single rifle could not suppress the opponent's charge in any case, and then the soldiers on the position suddenly found that the Japanese heavy machine guns had stopped firing.

The reason is actually very simple, it is not that the Japanese army has run out of ammunition, but that the Japanese soldiers have rushed to a place only 60 meters away from the position, and they are about to enter a white-knuckle fight, and the heavy machine guns and grenadiers have all stopped firing in order to prevent accidental injury to people on their own side.

The soldiers woke up from a dream and began to shoot at the devil who had approached about sixty meters.

But in the blink of an eye, the Japanese army had already rushed into a distance of fifty meters, and saw a Japanese officer pull out a foreign knife in his hand, point forward, and shout, "Ah, chicken!" ”

The Japanese soldiers who were originally leaning forward stood up in unison, their bayonets had already been loaded, flashing with cold light, and they took out the strength of a 100-meter sprint, and rushed towards the Chinese position with a desperate shout.

"Grenade ready! Throw! Ma Liancai shouted, and the M24 grenade flew out of the fortifications like a flock of disturbed sparrows, and smashed thirty or forty meters in front of the position, and the screams of the Japanese soldiers were heard in the dust and fog blasted by the grenades.

The Japanese troops attacking in front had the appearance of a small team, less than 80 people, and they usually used the tactics of alternately covering the attack, and there would never be a crowd tactic.

However, in the process of attacking, Ma Liancai and others had killed and wounded a small part, and the rest were reimbursed by grenades, but more than 30 Japanese soldiers finally rushed out of the smoke of grenades.

A shiny bayonet in the dust was a devil, but unfortunately, this short distance of fifty meters was the last leg of their life's journey.

Because a considerable number of them encountered Huo Xiaoshan's point by point.

Huo Xiaoshan had already thrown down the medium formal rifle, but instead held two box guns, shooting alternately one by one.

This reflects the advantages of the box gun, which can be fired in bursts and bursts, but in fact it is equivalent to the role of a submachine gun used for short assaults.

So the tragedy of the devil who was going to have a white-knuckle fight.

Nowadays, the Japanese army rarely uses submachine guns, and the Japanese army who advocates the spirit of bushido undoubtedly prefers white-knuckle combat and believes in the accuracy of the rifle in their hands.

Ma Liancai ordered the soldiers to finish the last round of their rifles, and the rifle with the bayonet already in his hand had been raised, and one foot had already stepped on the low wall in front of him as cover.

He was about to fight the Japanese with a bayonet, but the other foot did not step out again, because he found that there was no need to take a step.

Huo Xiaoshan's box cannon "crackled" non-stop, and it was a few steps away from the Chinese position, but these steps became an insurmountable gap for the Japanese army.

One by one, the Japanese troops were able to rush to the position in the last few steps and start a white-knuckle battle with the Chinese army, but they fell under Huo Xiaoshan's point shot one after another.

Finally, Huo Xiaoshan ran out of bullets in his hands, and it was a great coincidence that Huo Xiaoshan's last bullet also eliminated the last Japanese soldier who rushed to the position.

This Japanese soldier was an officer, and he was also the leader of the attack team. He shouted hysterically, raising his knife in both hands, and even one of his feet had already stepped on the gap in the wall where Huo Xiaoshan was hiding! (To be continued.) )