"Which team is this?" Yanagi Qingmen put down the binoculars abruptly and looked at Hideo Nagagawa with a frightened look.

He stared at it for less than three minutes, and there had fallen at least a dozen Imperial soldiers who had rushed forward from afar, and they had all shot heads with guns. Looking at the brain-filled scene, it is a test of the psychological endurance of the soldiers around him. The most surprising thing is that he observed that only a maximum of 15 shots were fired on the walls. This is not target shooting on the training ground, this is on the battlefield. The 80% hit rate is absolutely staggering, and even the sharpshooters in the squad do not dare to guarantee this on the battlefield.

Those fifteen shots came from at least five people, and even if it was a transfer location, it wouldn't be that fast. Yanagi, who had studied marksmen at the Imperial School, was absolutely sure to make these judgments.

There were at least five sharpshooters on a section of the city wall, which was definitely a lot of pressure on the attacking Imperial soldiers.

"The number of shots is too small. In the case of waves of human attacks, even the best sharpshooters will be drowned! The corners of Hideo Nagagawa's mouth slowly curled, and he said pointedly.

Yanagi knew that he was referring to the theory of the marksman he had studied, and he had been a classmate for three years, and he emphasized winning with firepower.

"In this case, the marksman still has a slight advantage!" Although the attack on the front was blocked, the two of them were not in a hurry, and the opposite side was already the Nanjing City Gate, and planes and heavy artillery were coming. The Imperial armies surrounded on three sides will definitely crush this ancient capital. It's just a matter of time.

"What if I increase my forces?" Changchuan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Yanagi didn't say anything. He knew that Changchuan's so-called increase in troops was definitely the result of the collective pressure of the entire brigade.

"It's really a bit anxious to see that guy from Panasonic attacking the city gate alone! There was also a not-so-big gap in that section of the wall, which made me tear it a little bigger. Hideo Nagagawa raised his hand behind him, and his vice-captain ran over.

"Order the 2nd and 4th squadrons to concentrate on the storm, there!" Changchuan deliberately pointed out the defense area of the first battalion, with a little contemptuous smile on his face. If he knew that there was a captain named Sugi Daiyu who had also organized a collective charge of his subordinates so arrogantly, his expression would definitely not be as relaxed as it is now.

Soon, according to his usual way of playing, the artillery fire of the rear wing began to pour shells on that section of the city, and in the rising smoke, the two integrated squadrons had already divided into several waves and began to charge collectively.

"Bang!" It was still a headshot, this time it was not five guns, but at least ten, and the charging soldiers fell in a row, and in just two rounds, nearly twenty soldiers had already fallen.

But this time, the brains of the headshot did not deter them from attacking. He shouted, flexibly jumped over one obstacle after another, and rushed straight to the city wall, this time, in front of the waves of people, the straight attack was the most impactful.

"The power of the waves can pierce the rocks!" Seeing that the charging soldiers had only withstood two rounds of fire after the artillery fire had stopped for a while, and the soldiers at the front had already rushed to a place less than ten meters from the city wall, Nagagawa couldn't help but turn to Yanagi and said. But he saw Yanagi's mouth open wide and he looked ahead in surprise. The telescope in his hand had fallen, and he still didn't know it, letting it sway back and forth on his chest under the pull of the strap that hung around his neck.

Nagagawa followed Yanagi's gaze and couldn't help but be stunned.

On the city wall, where there had been no human figures just now, at least thirty machine guns suddenly appeared. On a section of the city wall of more than 100 meters, more than 30 machine guns are placed in unison, which gives people a very shocking feeling, especially when more than 30 machine guns spew out revenge flames together.

"No!" Changchuan was only stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help yelling, "Stop attacking and come back!" Come back! ”

But this order was too late, and more than 30 MG-34s, with their characteristic high rate of fire, quickly pulled 250 rounds of metal bullet chains. A golden rain of bullets filled the entire battlefield, and only the distinctive roar pierced the layers of bullet rain and sent the breath of death.

The MG-34 machine gun may not be as accurate as a sniper's fire, but the rate of fire of more than 800 rounds per minute is enough to seal off the entire dodge space.

Within two minutes, there were no more standing walking creatures within two hundred meters of the wall. All that remained were piles of flesh and blood with severed limbs and severed arms, and all kinds of human organs that were constantly wriggling outside.

Changchuan stared at it blankly, forgetting what he was going to say. Half of the troops of a brigade fell in front of that section of the wall, and they didn't even touch the bricks.

"Ahh With a frightened scream, a bloodstained soldier with a severed arm crawled up, stood on the spot and shouted wildly. The gunfire of the surrounding sections of the city wall stopped, and everyone looked this way, listening to the soldier's incoherent howl.

"Phew!" A crisp gunshot broke his out-of-shape scream, and the surroundings immediately fell silent. Even at the city gate, under the roar of the stormy machine guns just now, it seemed that the gunfire was scattered.

Snake Seven withdrew the gun, and Xiao Hefei made a quick gesture of twenty-three. After a few years of new learning, he can count to a hundred in one go.

"Which team is this?" Liu Sheng Qingmen gasped and asked casually.

Hearing this, Changchuan also immediately woke up from his sluggishness, and shouted loudly: "Let me find out which team this is!" I want revenge! I'm going to kill them all! ”

The red flag waved its horns along with the smoke slowly blown away by the wind, showing a complete pattern of one large, four small and five yellow five-pointed stars to the soldiers under the city.

"Which team are you?" Next to the defensive position of the first battalion, Huang Huamin, who led the remaining men of less than 100 people, and still insisted on the defensive line, couldn't help but ask Niu Yiyi beside him.

The supply pressure of the devils just now was transferred to the first battalion of the vanguard army, and Huang Huamin, who was relieved, still came over with a surprised expression and asked.

"The first battalion of the *** security regiment." Niu replied word by word.

"Fuck it, when did the local militia group become more powerful than the central teaching team! Honestly, which team are you from? For the sake of being so happy to fight the devil just now, let's have a good relationship! Huang Huamin, a talented officer who graduated from Peking University, scolded rarely, glanced at the row of machine guns that were retreating, swallowed his saliva and continued to ask.

"The first battalion of the *** security regiment." Niu Yi still replied word by word.

Huang Huamin's face was lowered suddenly, and Zhao Shuxing, who was immersed in joy next to him, hurriedly walked over and said, "We are really the first battalion of the *** security regiment." Before, it was a self-organized anti-Japanese team, called the 'Chinese Anti-Japanese Pioneer Army'! Looking at Huang Huamin's still skeptical face, he solemnly added, "Really! We are the ** security team! ”