Sword life

Chapter 8 The Snare Weaved by Firepower

81mm mortar shell, the shell weighs 2.45KG, the killing radius is 15 meters, and the shrapnel can penetrate 10MM armor!

The shell fell in front of Nakamura Xiong and exploded, throwing Nakamura Masao high into hundreds of pieces, and the little devils in front of him and behind him also fell down.

In the next two seconds, two more mortar shells fell, covering the roundabout unit of the 2nd Squadron in a zigzag shape.

The three shells formed a zigzag shape, perfectly covering the middle part of the detour team.

Nakamura Xiong fell heavily to the ground, his eyes filled with surprise.

'Mortars from the Chinese? '

'How did they know we'd be detours? '

'Isn't this a prisoner detachment?Is it the remnant of the German mechanic? '

His eyes gradually froze, and he fell into the darkness with these questions.

"Nice job!" Zhang Gang heard the sound of the cannon, looked at the panel again, and was immediately happy.

The points jumped up to [-] in an instant, and now it is [-]. With three simple rapid-fire shots, twenty little devils were killed, plus a squadron leader.

"Da Niu, little Tiezi, go up with the machine gun and shoot the gun." Zhang Gang waved his hand, and two MG42s entered the field, and the sound of tearing cloth sounded.

'Little devil, let's see what tricks you have this time! '

The death of Nakamura Xiong didn't cause much confusion. The team leader Yegui Kumataro stepped forward and led the remaining little devils to start a confrontation.

In order to guard against shelling, the formation of the little devils became more loose, and they ran loosely according to the organizational system.

In order to increase the speed, he no longer stretched his waist, but straightened his body and strode forward.

"On board, avenge Nakamura-san!"

"Revenge! Nine deaths to serve the country!"

Brainwashed by Bushido, the little devils ignored death and started a frenzied charge.

At this moment, several bricks from the back door were smashed away, exposing the black muzzle of the MG42.

chug chug!The rate of fire of 1200 rounds per minute means that 20 rounds of bullets are sprayed out every second, and the two machine guns form a crossfire, knocking down the charging little devils one by one.

Unstoppable, even with the sniper-like marksmanship of a sniper who can shoot hundreds of meters away by feeling, in the face of this rain of bullets like water, he can only accept his fate.

"The grenadier!"

The two grenadiers fired grenades almost at the same time, and two small clouds of smoke exploded at the muzzle of the MG42, causing both heavy machine guns to fall into silence.

The next moment, a shell fell on the grenadier's side. The little devil's grenadier was covered in shrapnel, and flew out in a whirl. When he landed, he was like a broken bag with holes everywhere.

"Kill it!" Wild Ghost Kumataro drew his lieutenant sword and took the lead in charging.

The sound of "chug.chug.chug" sounded like tearing cloth, and a MG42 resumed its firepower, but it was not as smooth as before, and the firepower was intermittent and incoherent.

After paying the price of eight or nine people, Yegui Kumataro successfully led the remaining three or forty people to the edge of the wall at the back door.

This is already a blind spot for the Chinese army's firepower. The machine guns can't shoot, and the mortars are too far away to shoot the little devils behind the wall.

"Grenade ready!" Wild Ghost Kumataro smiled, he had foreseen that the grenade would be thrown into the wall, clearing out the ambushing machine gunner.

Then rush into the door, relying on the superb hand-to-hand combat and design capabilities of the imperial soldiers, clear out the remaining Chinese soldiers and win the battle.

After the war, relying on the exploits of this victory, he succeeded Nakamura as the squadron leader.

When the wild ghost Kumataro was immersed in the bright future, dozens of grenades were suddenly dropped from the wall. It seemed that they were all melon grenades produced by the little devil.

At the same time, the inconspicuous small dirt bag on the outside of the wall suddenly trembled, revealing three MG-42 machine guns.

It's over!The wild ghost Kumataro's eyes were filled with despair and puzzlement.

With such a powerful firepower, why didn't it show it at the beginning, but kept it hidden, so that the imperial soldiers lost all their casualties!

insidious!

The 42 caliber bullets from the MG7.92 machine gun came in, sweeping down the little devils one by one like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

The next moment, dozens of grenades exploded, causing the grenade in the little devil's hand to explode, and balls of flames rose up, tearing the little devil's body apart.

The gunpowder smoke cleared, and the little devil's corpses were scattered all over the place. The fragments of the corpses covered the entire wall, and the strong smell of blood was everywhere in the air.

"The company commander is amazing!" Wei Dayong stood up, his eyes full of admiration.A row without any casualties, wiped out three times as many little devils as himself, that's amazing!

Ah Choo!Zhang Gang sneezed a lot. Hearing the sound of fighting in the backyard gradually subside, and then looking at the points, it suddenly increased by more than 8000, and he knew it well.

This is to clean up all the troops that the little devil took to steal the road. Even if there are some remnants, it will not affect the overall situation.

"Company Commander, how is the fight in the backyard going?" Xu Yong asked, his voice trembling, he didn't know whether it was excitement or fear.

"Xu Yong, we won. The little devils in the backyard were wiped out. Now, I want to see, what should I do with the little devils in front?"

"Ah, it's all wiped out!?" Xu Yong opened his eyes wide in surprise, and the circles around his eyes were red with excitement.

This is the Fifth Division of the so-called Steel Army. Xinkou fought for so long, but not a single squadron of little devils was wiped out.

With such a small force of our own, it is really amazing that we can accomplish such a feat.

"Commander, you are truly a god!"

"Cut, that's where we are, there are only more than 100 little devils, and now we are in trouble, let's fight together. In the future, we will fight the brigade, the regiment, and the brigade."

When Zhang Gang said this, his eyes sparkled: "Pass my order, the second row and the third row will outflank the troops at the front gate of the little devils, and the lightly wounded will clean up the battlefield and be in charge of security. Don't be afraid of wasting shells with mortars, give me a damn. That's right. , I need to pick up the grenade of the little devil, let's hit his mother with this thing, so that the little devil can also taste the taste of the grenade."

Not long after, Wei Dayong rushed over with his men, occupying all the shooting holes without any explanation, and began to shoot at the little devil.

Several veterans held grenadiers and started shooting, which attracted Zhang Gang's attention.

This thing is the size of a palm and looks like a toy, but it can launch grenades to a distance of 200 meters. It can be said to be a model of high quality and low price.

It's a pity that this configuration is only effective for the Chinese army with poor weapons, and it is not enough for me with abundant martial arts.

"Machine guns are arranged, one, two, three, four." Zhang Gang suddenly paused, Li Shude did not come, and one machine gun was missing.

"Garland is scattered in each room, don't enter the room, stay in the room, wait for the little devils to rush in, and then rush them."

The war is cruel, even if the calculations are made, casualties are still unavoidable. What Zhang Gang can do is to kill more little devils.

revenge!

(End of this chapter)