The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 9 Battle Transport Squadron (End)

This shot was shot very well. It seems that the two points that the system randomly added to Kong Jie's marksmanship attribute not long ago had an effect.

The death of the leader of the Devil Squadron brought the command of the Devil Transport Squadron to a standstill, but the time was very short, and the next-level commander of the Devil would soon be added to continue the command.

Perhaps due to the influence of the original owner's personality, when the hand-to-hand combat started, Kong Jie still skillfully took out his ghost sword (a big sword made by the arsenal himself).

Kong Jie took the lead in charging, and the Ghost Head Saber was swung by him on the battlefield. The white knife went in and the red knife came out. During the back and forth hacking, five or six devils fell beside him very quickly.

But when he took advantage of this time to look at the surrounding hand-to-hand combat battlefield, Kong Jie was taken aback. The ferocity of the devil's bayonet was really not a joke.

Even the devils in charge of transportation, after going through sufficient time and systematic military training, each of them has mastered a fairly solid foundation and skills in fighting and stabbing.

In addition, the reasonable nutritional supplements provided by the Japanese soldiers on weekdays endowed them with abundant physical strength. Although they were short in stature, each of them had a very stable chassis and even stronger explosive power.

In terms of physical fitness, the soldiers of the independent regiment, who usually have problems with eating enough, are no match at all.

Just now, Kong Jie caught a glimpse of the hand-to-hand combat battlefield in the distance. Three veterans of his side attacked a lone devil at the same time. Although the devil was killed, two of the veterans were all sacrificed, and the remaining veteran He was also seriously injured.

Seeing this scene, Kong Jie's eyes were tearing apart, and he knew he couldn't go on like this.

Otherwise, even if he could kill this transport squadron, his own team would probably pay a heavy price.

"Pistol team!"

Kong Jie roared.

The members of the pistol team consisting of ten people immediately launched an attack, each holding a ten-gun or a modified twenty-gun shell pistol.

It is perfect for slaughtering devils in close combat on the hand-to-hand battlefield.

Seeing that with the attack of the pistol team, devils fell to the ground one after another, and many fighters who were at a disadvantage in the hand-to-hand combat took the opportunity to fight back and kill the devils.

Kong Jie breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted, "First Battalion Commander, where did you die?"

"Here, Captain, are you looking for me?"

The first battalion commander, Wang Leihu, heard the sound, rushed out from the nearby battle circle, and killed two devils one after another.

Seeing that Wang Leihu had an injury on his arm, Kong Jie asked, "Is it injured? Does it matter?"

"Don't worry, leader, it's just that the little devil bit his skin!"

"Good job! You arrange it immediately, let the brothers who have practiced martial arts stand in the front row, and those who can't fight the bayonet quickly withdraw for me, and just fill up the guns in the rear. Our military strength is better than the devils. It is necessary to fight the devil to death."

"Yes!" Wang Leihu responded, and hurriedly went to arrange the deployment.

Kong Jie then called the first company commander not far away, and ordered: "First company commander, take your team and rush with me, first grab the devil's machine gun and grenadier position!"

"Yes!"

The ghost-headed knife flashing coldly was waving back and forth on the white-edged battlefield. Kong Jie led dozens of veterans to fight all the way. After a few minutes of bloody battle, he hacked to death the devils in the machine gun fortification and grenadier fortification, and quickly occupied these two places. position.

The little devils working on the machine gun and grenadier fortifications reacted quite quickly. Seeing the defeat, they blew up many machine guns and grenades before Kong Jie led his men to charge up.

"You little devil, you would rather die than leave us the weapons."

Kong Jie kicked the corpses of the two devils away, held a dusty light machine gun in his hand, put it on the ground, and shouted at the same time: "First Battalion Commander, get out of here!"

Wang Leihu, who was carrying out Kong Jie's order, had already made the soldiers who were not good at bayonet fighting retreat to the rear. Hearing Kong Jie's roar, he immediately understood and led the team to move in the direction of the machine gun fortification.

The crooked light machine gun quickly rushed towards the retreating devil.

Seeing Kong Jie's movements, the company commander and the others quickly used the crooked handles of the other two little devils before they had time to destroy them, and shot short bursts at the devil.

What made Kong Jie a little speechless was that since this was the first time that the crooked machine gun had been seized, the soldiers were not familiar with the crooked light machine gun at all. The Czech style is quite different.

You have to tilt your head to shoot.

Accuracy is extremely poor.

A bunch of devils were standing tens of meters away, and they didn't hit a few of them.

At any rate, he had shown his momentum, and Shen Quan took the opportunity to drive down with his machine gun team.

In the previous ambush, Shen Quan specifically confessed that the two machine guns in his platoon saved ammunition, and together with the one hundred rounds of ammunition that Kong Jie asked for before the battle, Shen Quan's machine gun team still had nearly two hundred rounds of ammunition. .

The two Czech-style light machine guns didn't hold back any more, and fired wildly at the devils who retreated into a ball.

The man who operated the machine gun was a veteran in the regiment, and this Czech light machine gun had stable performance and high accuracy, so it could be said to be a one-sided massacre if it fired at such a short distance.

In less than 2 minutes, nearly [-] rounds of ammunition were squandered by the Czech light machine gun. The two ammunition hands responsible for loading the magazine were exhausted. The barrel must be replaced, otherwise it would be impossible to continue. shooting.

The remaining 20 or so devils, following Kong Jie's roar, "Kill—", the veterans who had practiced martial arts rushed forward like a flood of beasts, and after a few minutes, the last stubborn devils were killed.

Wang Leihu didn't kill quickly enough, he caught the fourth company commander and cursed: "Who asked you to rob me? The two devils just now belonged to me!"

Shen Quan, the second battalion commander, is a calf-protecting person, so he immediately stood up and retorted:

"Lei Hu, you're a battalion commander anyway, are you promising enough? Killing devils on the battlefield depends entirely on your ability. If you don't take the head, who can blame you? It's all your own ineffectiveness."

"Fart, if the fourth company commander doesn't do anything, those two devils just now will be rounded by me!"

Kong Jie rushed over and cursed: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and clean up the battlefield, bring back the supplies, maybe you can catch up with the cooking team for breakfast!"

"Second Battalion Commander, you are in charge of counting our casualties, and will report the situation later."

"Yes!"

Shen Quan responded, and then exchanged glances with Wang Leihu, each went to work.

While cleaning the battlefield, the First Battalion Commander Wang Leihu kicked the body of Xiao Gu, the Captain of the Devil Captain, and said in confusion: "Regimental Commander, this little devil is dead, what are you staring at? It's weird. "

Kong Jie sneered, "I guess I'm regretting it!"

"Regret what?"

"I regret coming to invade China, bah—" Kong Jie spat hard.

"I guess so too!" The first battalion commander rudely turned over the corpse of Captain Guizi, took out a gun from his waist, and then pinned it on his waist happily, "Commander, this gun belongs to me!"

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(End of this chapter)