There is no such thing as tantrums in the dictionary of clones, they only obey. Only Zhao Shuxing in the rear was angry.

"You traitors, intercepted the military train and buckled up your hats. We need ammunition ahead, but you still have to talk about it, this is our own weapons and ammunition, and we don't need to explain it to you. Zhao Shuxing shouted angrily. But the lieutenant platoon commander on the other side didn't move, and a group of soldiers kept looking inside around the truck, but the muzzles of the clones made them stop outside the truck.

The rat looked at Zhao Shuxing and the lieutenant with a blank expression, and the dozen or so soldiers of the fourth company of the first battalion behind him also had the same expression, standing on the side of the truck, the muzzle of the gun standing still.

Ma Jiu hurried over, and after a standard salute, handed a telegram to the rat.

"At all costs, ensure the supply of ammunition for the first battalion of the front! - Meng Xiang. ”

There was only a simple sentence, and after the rat confirmed it, he put it away neatly. Then he raised his right hand, pointed forward at an angle, and shouted: "Convoy, forward!" ”

The surrounding clones jumped onto the five trucks that had already started up, and the muzzles of the machine guns in the trucks also protruded out of the compartments and aimed ahead.

Zhao Shuxing was stunned for a moment, looked back at Rat Yi who had jumped into the truck, Rat Yi made a gesture back to him, he hesitated for a moment, and then ran back as well.

The lieutenant platoon commander said angrily: "Who let you move, your vehicle and the supplies on it have been requisitioned, you stop immediately, or I will shoot!" Stop it! As he spoke, he drew the pistol he had tucked into his waist.

The truck showed no signs of stopping, and after a smooth start, the truck was already moving forward.

"Phew!" The lieutenant fired a shot into the air as a warning.

"Phew!" Before the smoke of his pistol could clear, a bullet had already hit him in the thigh.

The rat quickly retracted Lugar and said in a deep voice: "Those who dare to block the front-line military supplies again, kill!" ”

The lieutenant, who was howling in pain just now, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Stop them for me, they have the courage to kill people in Nanjing City?" Who dares to ......"

"Phew!" Another bullet hit him in the center of the eyebrow, and the lieutenant who had sat up was lying on the ground again, and the two men next to him who seemed to be about to help him retreated in panic, and the dust splashed fell on the lieutenant's eyes and face, but he did not blink a moment.

"Forward!" Rat Yi's face was still expressionless.

The five trucks moved smoothly, and the soldiers who were blocking around them had dispersed after their commander fell. Without the orders of their commanders, not many ordinary soldiers risked bullet reloads to show loyalty.

"This, just now, killing people is a little, a little inappropriate, right?" Zhao Shuxing was also stunned just now, and after the truck drove for a while, he just came to his senses.

"Block the frontline supplies, kill!" Rat said as he handed the telegram to Zhao Shuxing.

The words "at all costs" made Zhao Shuxing a little frightened, but thinking of the several urgent reports of lack of ammunition in front of him, he was slowly relieved. Although he felt that the lieutenant was not going to die, in this case, his death was the best pass.

But he misexpected Rat One's thoughts, for clones, there are only orders, even if it is a little more flexible. Although they had the basic restriction that they could not casually harm ordinary people, Commander Meng Xiang's reckless orders had already provided an excuse for their killing.

"There are no bullets left!" Yang Si took the account book and said lightly to Niu Yi, who managed the logistics of the first battalion, he said no, but there was indeed none.

Just now, he said that his charge was too violent, and he had to concentrate his weapons and give them a fierce head-on blow at once. It works well, but it also exhausts the few bullets.

Niu Yi's command is not very qualified, and he has not considered it all-round, if Rat Yi, who is planning other things outside, is here, it must be better. But the commander of the opposing side also miscalculated.

The devil's last attack had retreated, and Sugi was pulling his half-bald hair vigorously in the trench opposite.

"Almost! It's just a little bit! Shanmu was depressed in his heart, and looked up to the sky and howled.

Even with the addition of the reserves, they were routed by the few remaining bullets of the opponent. Once again, he miscalculated the opponent's ammunition. The scattered but continuous firepower of the other party made him doubt his judgment more and more.

"Isn't it the other party, breaking it into pieces and consuming your strength little by little?" If the four squadrons were well manned, he would definitely rush over regardless of any orders, but now there were less than eighty Imperial warriors charging on the battlefield, and even if they rushed over, the few remaining soldiers would not have much upper hand in the battle in the trenches.

After hesitating for a moment, Sugi gave the order to retreat in pain. But when the soldiers retreated safely after losing only five or six men, the uneasiness in his heart made him realize once again that the other side was indeed out of ammunition.

After howling, Shanmu calmed down for a moment, turned around and asked, wrapped like a dumpling, Makino Yoda: "Have you gathered all the manpower?" ”

"Hey, you're all set!"

"Attack!" Shanmu has gambled everything he has, and with such a loss, he has little chance of being spared, but he hopes that in the end, he can have a victory by his corpse, and maybe there may be a turnaround.

The only two remaining grenadiers had already rushed out of the trenches after eight rounds of ammunition had been fired, and even the fir wood had charged. The grenadiers also grabbed their rifles and rushed forward.

In the rear, only Gu Liangshou stood alone in front of the brigade flag, half-kneeling and looking ahead.

After six shots from the Mauser rifle, after six of them fell, there was no more screeching of the gunfire. Even the grenade was silent after two booms.

He did not shoot again, but raised his bayonet and rushed forward. Everyone's eyes and ears were already irritated, and only with a bright bayonet could they break through the boiling blood vessels and let their anger slowly subside with the blood spraying.

"Up!" The oxen shouted one by one and rushed out of the trench first.

Cheap and sufficient ammunition with an empty base, but still having to use bayonets to solve the final battle, was something that Meng Xiang had never thought of before. Although Suomi also has a bayonet on it, the length is obviously a bit lower than his own three-eight, and most of the clones are trained to shoot. Under Meng Xiang's belief that human life is always worth more than bullets, the fight of bayonets was ignored. The level of assassination of the clones without much training can only be described as average.

Looking at the soldiers of the first battalion who rushed out of the trenches, Sugi had already begun to smile. He is very proud of his white-knuckle combat and is the absolute number one in the team. And the other party, looking at their short submachine guns, laughed wildly, and the command knife was raised at once, shouting wildly: "Kill it!" ”

(I'm a military novice, my level is limited, it's no wonder if I'm wrong, please advise!) ）