The heavens start from Changjin Lake

In addition, Lu Jingguang made an even more astonishing discovery. He found that Xia Yuan seemed to be able to figure out the key shooting locations of the Japanese and could always avoid them in advance.

He was able to accurately avoid even the position where the Japanese grenade was projected. Following him, with almost no effort, he got close to the distance that the second and third rows risked their lives to reach.

Xia Yuan still didn't know that his normal actions had attracted Lu Jingguang's attention and shock. He had experienced the Korean battlefield and suffered plowing bombings by the US military. To him, a battle of this level was like... A max-level boss randomly entered the novice village.

Although the Japanese army's combat effectiveness is amazing, its firepower configuration is far behind that of the US military.

So, is the quality of individual soldiers more important, or the configuration of firepower?Both are important. The firepower of the Japanese army is acceptable, but the quality of their individual soldiers is top-notch in the world, comparable to that of the United States. For the Chinese army, the Japanese army is like a nightmare.

But for the Japanese army, Xia Yuan was like a nightmare.

The three machine gun firing holes of the Japanese army were tightly controlled by Xia Yuan, especially the first machine gun. After ringing four times in a row, there was no movement. The Japanese were frightened. They were shocked to find that they did not know where they came from. At that time, their machine gunners had the highest mortality rate in the team.

The battle lasted for half an hour, and more than a dozen machine gunners with three machine gun holes died. The casualties in just half an hour were already three more than the total number of machine gunner deaths since they landed.

"Nani!"

After hearing the information about the machine gunner casualties reported by the soldiers, the Japanese squad leader looked horrified and showed an expression of disbelief.

"Baga, why are you telling me now!"

The squad leader was furious, followed the Bushido, and led two soldiers to the door of the house on the front line. The body of a machine gunner was being carried outside. There was a round bloody hole on the machine gunner's forehead.

"idiot!"

He rushed into the room, just in time to see a machine gunner operating a machine gun in a half-crouched position, not even daring to show his head, but such a shooting was undoubtedly the stupidest.

"Yes! Sir, the Chinese's marksmanship is too good. Many of our machine gunners have died." The soldier was slapped and stood at attention.

"Baga! If you don't watch the shooting, how do you know if you have hit it accurately? You are so stupid. The Chinese are just waiting to see your joke. Go, shoot for me, shoot hard!"

"Yes!"

The soldier came to the machine gun hole in fear, controlled the machine gun, and pulled the trigger at the charging troops of the Chinese army. The Type 30 heavy machine gun sprayed out angry flames. The [-]-round bullet protector was quickly consumed, and the bullet casings Drops were everywhere.

Poof, a bullet accurately shot from outside the machine gun hole and penetrated the Japanese soldier's head. The latter fell heavily to the ground as if being whipped by a whip, holding the Type [-] heavy machine gun in his hand. Without letting go, he dragged the Type [-] heavy machine gun to the ground with him. Blood flowed from his forehead to his face, which looked particularly dazzling.

This scene made other Japanese machine gunners tremble.

The Japanese squad leader's face became particularly ugly. He pointed at a soldier beside him and said, "Go!"

The soldier whose name was called tremblingly walked to the heavy machine gun, put the heavy machine gun on the table, took a deep breath, and before he could fire, he noticed the sound of breaking through the air in front of him, and then, he felt As if his body had been whipped by a long whip, he lay back uncontrollably, his vision went black, and he soon lost consciousness.

"idiot!"

The Japanese squad leader cursed and pointed at another soldier. The soldier had a pleading look on his face and wanted to ask the Japanese squad leader to let him go. Unexpectedly, the Japanese squad leader saw him like this and cursed: "Baga, hurry up, or I'll shoot you!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a boom, and the outer wall suffered a huge blow from the cannonball. In an instant, a large hole appeared in the wall, and spiderweb-like cracks centered on the hole that appeared and spread to all sides.

The faces of the Japanese soldiers in the house showed surprise.

"Baga, what on earth is going on!"

At this moment, the squad leader of the third platoon and the first squad in charge of the attack laughed loudly: "Boy, I underestimated you. Good fight. Give me two more rounds and try to knock out the little Japanese devil's machine gun position."

"Damn it, I finally let out a bad breath." Another soldier cursed.

The encouraged scholar held the grenade firmly with his hand, gently adjusted the angle, and released the shell. With a bang, a shell flew out and landed steadily on the wall of the machine gun firepower point built by the Japanese. , a huge pothole appeared, the wall was overwhelmed, and the cracks became bigger and bigger.

This kind of wall is not a reinforced concrete structure. It can withstand bullets, but it cannot withstand artillery shells. Although the caliber of the grenade is small, it is definitely enough to deal with the firepower fortress of the little Japanese devils.

There were three firepower points, two of which were firmly controlled by Xia Yuan. The Japanese machine gunners were already frightened. It only took more than half an hour for the Chinese army to attack, and four machine gunners were killed. Although the other firepower points were not clear. The situation is that for one firepower point alone, their number of machine gunners is no longer enough.

The roaring sound completely crushed the fighting spirit of these machine gunners. The machine gun fire point next door encountered the shells projected by the scholar. As the third shell fell, the entire house was shattered and collapsed.

"Pretty!"

All the officers and soldiers in the second and third platoons who attacked the Japanese position were shaken and their fighting mood was high.

Lu Jingguang laughed loudly: "Well done! Brother Xia, I didn't expect your team to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

He is in a good mood. If this team is included in the company, with a sharpshooter and a sharpshooter, their ability to attack difficulties will be greatly improved, and their street fighting ability will also be improved.

Xia Yuan's eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he pulled the bolt, pulled out the bullet case, inserted another bullet, aimed at the Japanese gunman in the distance and pulled the trigger. With a pop, he clearly saw the bullet sink into the face of the Japanese gunman. It exploded in its face and disappeared over the bunker.

Pulling the bolt, ejecting the cartridge case, and ejecting a bullet, the whole action is coherent and done in one go, without any jamming. He pulls the bolt very fast, and in the blink of an eye, a bullet is fired. It is quite similar to treating the Type [-] rifle as a semi-automatic rifle. The illusion of use is as if the step of pulling the bolt is omitted.Lu Jingguang was dazzled by what he saw, and had only one thought in his mind: he must stay in the third company's team.

Boom boom boom!
The number of shells in the grenade was only ten. The scholar's task was to smash the Japanese machine gun positions to pieces. The machine gun stopped firing. He looked at his masterpiece with excitement, grinned happily, and held the grenade in his arms. In arms.

"Stinky boy, it's fine, you hide here, let's go and knock down the Japanese devils' positions!"

When the first squad leader saw that the Japanese machine gun position was misfiring, he shouted excitedly and rushed out of the street with more than ten soldiers from the first squad, quickly rushing towards the Japanese position.

However, no one expected that the Japanese army placed a machine gun on the forward position and used wooden boards as a cover to hide the machine gun. When a squad leader and his men appeared on the broad street, a Japanese soldier He opened his eyes and pointed the machine gun at a group of soldiers rushing out of the street.

At the moment when he was caught off guard, the squad leader's eyes were about to burst: "Lie down!"

Da da da!
This is a Type 30 heavy machine gun. It uses [-] bullet retaining plates and has a firing rate of [-] rounds per minute. It can burn out all the bullets in the bullet retaining plates in an instant.

A group of soldiers reacted very quickly, but it was still too late. The moment the enemy's machine gun lifted the wooden board, the muzzle of the gun flickered, and bullets carrying the evil of the invaders plopped down on the charging people. A group of soldiers were like cutting wheat, and clouds of blood mist erupted from the soldiers in the front row. They fell to the ground and became motionless.

Even the squad leader was not spared. His chest was penetrated by a bullet, and the three bloody bullet holes were very glaring.

He lay on the ground, his body shaking constantly, and blood spurting out from his mouth and nose.

I saw with my own eyes that nine people in a squad were shot at by Japanese machine guns. They almost glanced at each other in the face. The pungent smell of blood floated in the air. Nine people fell in a pool of blood. One of the soldiers was not dead yet. He He crawled to his gun, grabbed his gun, and tried to stand up, when a bullet entered his body with a pop.

The soldier's body trembled twice and became silent.

The scholar stared blankly, forgetting the time, forgetting that he was on the battlefield, and his eyes were a little dull, until the Japanese machine gun bullets crackled towards his face and hit him in front of him. On the bunker, the rubble flew and shattered, and the mud was thrown up.

The scholar sat on the ground, tremblingly grabbing the grenade and touching his body. When he couldn't feel the cannonball, he lay on the ground and touched it. His voice trembled, "I, I want to avenge you, avenge you."

He grabbed one that was dark and hard in texture. He was overjoyed and stuffed it into the grenade without looking carefully, but he couldn't get it in.

Whoosh, a bullet flew past his side and went straight into the body of the Japanese soldier controlling the heavy machine gun. More than 50 meters away, the scholar saw the Japanese soldier lying on the ground, but the machine gun position had not been blown up yet.

He shivered and stuffed it, but found that it couldn't be stuffed in, so he held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, but found that what he caught was a stone.

He threw the stone on the ground and said: "There are no more shells. By the way, there are also grenades. I can use grenades."

The Japs' grenades need to be tapped on the forehead before they can be used. They are similar to the way artillery shells are used. He had captured many Japs' grenades before, but he only left two Japs' grenades, aiming at the small enemy in the distance. The Japs machine gun and grenades can just fit inside.

Boom, the grenade made a dull sound. The grenade drew a graceful arc in mid-air and landed on the Japanese army's position with a loud bang. The dust in the ruins swayed and splashed with the explosion. When he came down, with one shot, he destroyed another Japanese machine gun position.

The scholar's eyes widened. When the smoke cleared, it was hard to see the Japs in that position. "Knock it out. I'll kill it."

The scholar was happy, but did not get carried away. He lay on the bunker and stared at the Japanese position. He noticed that the Japanese on the right were fighting fiercely. There were many soldiers hiding behind the bunker. It was unclear whether the attackers were the second squad or the Japanese. Class Three fought for a while but failed to defeat them.

The scholar picked up the grenade, stepped on the rubble under his feet, and moved to the right.

After experiencing a brutal battle, the scholar who witnessed a class of soldiers charging forward and the entire army being wiped out has begun to gradually grow until he grows into a qualified soldier.

"Let's go. The resistance of the Japanese is much smaller. Now is our chance." Lu Jingguang observed the Japanese position with a telescope. As the machine gun fire was knocked out, the resistance of the Japanese was significantly weakened.

He immediately realized that the time to attack had come.

Making a prompt decision, he led a squad of soldiers out of the bunker, walked through the broken streets, and used the ruins as cover to launch an attack on the Japanese troops across the street.

Xia Yuan took Lao Lei, Xiao Liu, Zheng Dayong, and Zhao Shiguo along the right side of the attack to reinforce the attacking troops on the right. They were very fast and encountered almost no obstacles. The national army brothers in front gave They attracted the firepower of the Japanese army, and the two sides were fighting fiercely. Bullets were flying everywhere on the long street, hitting the wooden boards, breaking rubble, breaking stones, and sinking into the mud.

"Old Zhao, take Dayong to the ruins and set up the machine guns." Xia Yuan led them to move forward quickly, pointing to the ruins on their left: "Keep an eye on your left, don't let the Japanese troops on the left come over for reinforcements. "

"Yes!" Lao Zhao responded, "Dayong, follow me."

"Here comes Old Zhao." Zheng Dayong touched the machine gun magazine on his body, followed closely behind Old Zhao, stepped on the bumpy ruins, and staggered in, "Old Zhao, where did you say the scholar went? ?”

"Where else can we go? I didn't see the Japanese machine gun being blown up just now. That was done by the scholar." Old Zhao carried the Czech style, stretched out his hand to grab a wooden board across his head, exerted a little force, and stepped on the ruins. Zhizhi climbed up to the top, took a breath, and scanned the ruins, looking for a place where he could set up a light machine gun.

Soon, he found a platform that was just right for a light machine gun to be mounted on. There was a wide field of view on the left and the broken wall of the ruins on the right. Zhao Shiguo took a slight breath and said, "Xia Yuan's observation The power is so terrifying, I still came to the ruins and saw this platform, Xia Yuan actually saw this platform from a long distance away."

Zheng Dayong, scholars and others may not understand Xia Yuan's terror. Only veterans who have experienced many battlefields can truly feel the terror of Xia Yuan's individual combat capabilities. Therefore, this is why he wants the position of platoon leader An important reason for giving up to Xia Yuan.

This time, he discovered another ability of Xia Yuan.

Have excellent observation skills.