"One, two, three, or hey..." The seven big men carefully lifted the Type 53 heavy machine gun up while singing, and when they reached the top, the Type 53 heavy machine gun fell to the ground, and the two team members pushed It rolled towards the machine gun fort that had already been built.
The machine gun fortress is not high enough for two big men to squat inside. A man held a 250-round ammunition chain of a Type 53 heavy machine gun and stuck it on the gun body. After a while, the dull firing sound of the heavy machine gun began to be heard, and the shell casings kept coming. The jingling sound of falling on the floor was also heard.
All the people let out a long breath, and heard the sound of long thorns hitting the iron ammunition box and the baffle of the machine gun. It began to fade away slowly under the heavy machine gun fire.
The 53-type 7.62mm heavy machine gun is a copy of the former Soviet Union's sg43 medium machine gun. It was produced in 1953 and was equipped with a large number of troops. In the new China, it was not until the mid-1980s that the Type 53 was completely withdrawn from the active service of the People's Army.
Its combat rate of fire: 300-350 rounds per minute, that is to say, it can shoot continuously for more than half an hour at a rate of fire of 300-350 rounds per minute without causing rapid overheating of the barrel .
However, when the m1919a6 heavy machine gun equipped by Zhang Xiaoqiang is fired in bursts at a rate of fire of 150 rounds per minute, the barrel starts to become hot within 5 minutes. If the average rate of fire does not exceed 75 rounds per minute for half an hour, the barrel needs to be cooled.
Furthermore, it takes 3 minutes to replace the barrel, and 2 minutes to replace the bolt. This is the maximum speed that those women can improve through continuous practice. quarrel.
In other words, the speed at which this Type 53 7.62mm heavy machine gun fires bullets is nearly five times faster than the M1919A6 equipped by Zhang Xiaoqiang. In this way, one Type 53 must be worth at least four M1919A6s.
Looking at the continuous firing of the Type 3 7.62mm heavy machine gun in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt elated. This was the first time he had repaired and restored a thing. Watching a dozen team members carrying large boxes of 7.63x54 mm bullets, and five or six black heavy machine gun barrels, his mind only briefly remembered the parts of five or six machine guns piled up on the workbench, and then forgot them. It seems that the Type 53 in the arsenal He dismantled all the heavy machine guns... As time went by, the time interval between the long thorns sprayed by those large porcupine-like monsters became longer and longer, and the firing density became smaller and smaller. Into sporadic three or two points.
Without the threat from the air, all the team members picked up their rifles and went into battle again. The dense rifle bullets and machine gun bullets quickly flattened the mountain of rats outside the wall, and the mountain that weighed on everyone's hearts was removed.
Zhang Xiaoqiang led a few people to clean up the mouse stumps and mouse blood on the 92-type infantry gun placed in the center of the open space, then carefully cleaned the short and thick gun bore, and smeared the somewhat rigid parts with gun oil. Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his hands excitedly when the new Type 92 infantry artillery appeared in front of him, looking at the neatly stacked 70mm high-explosive bombs.
Adjust the muzzle to maximize the elevation angle, insert the shells, close the gun door latch, "bang...", the gun body suddenly shook back, "Boom..." a huge roar exploded outside the wall.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the team members who were resetting the cannon body, and looked up at the third son who was looking outside. The third son turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was standing below and shook his head.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know how to operate the infantry cannon. Besides, this infantry cannon didn't have a scope. The previous ones had already been dropped. Of course, they wouldn't know how to use it even with Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang originally intended to use it to blow up a large porcupine-like monster that was shooting long thorns more than 50 meters away. He didn't realize that his idea was simple until he climbed up the watchtower and checked it with a telescope for himself.
Although he adjusted the elevation angle of the Type 92 infantry gun to the maximum, the shell still blasted a big hole a hundred meters behind the group of monsters. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know that the shortest range of the Type 92 infantry gun was 100 meters. According to his parallel importing skills, he can hit a distance of 150 meters and the elevation angle is considered super long.
At 16:13 in the afternoon, Zhang Xiaoqiang and a group of people were fiddling with the Type 54 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun in the open space. The machine gun may have been left unmaintained for too long, and some parts had rusted to death. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the tools and looked at the long The barrel was in a daze.
I originally wanted to repair it and use it to replace the heavy machine gun to scatter all the rats, and then use the infantry to bombard the rats when the rats dispersed, but now I see the rusted gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that if he wanted to fix it, he, a half-assed person, would not be able to do it until he died.
There are two 54-type 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns in total, and the other one is not as good as this one. Zhang Xiaoqiang just lit a cigarette and before he started smoking, he felt that the ground under his feet was not right.
"Boom..." The foot of the fence on the back of the rat mountain suddenly collapsed, and then countless big rats gushed out like a red fountain.
The gushing red-haired rats scattered and ran away in all directions, and saw that the original black soil was submerged by all the red-haired rats, and the red-haired rats were still pouring out from the entrance of the tunnel. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw countless The big rat drowned himself and the crowd around him, and said in his heart: "It's over!"
"Papa..." Shangguan Qiaoyun, who had been standing behind him, fired his rifle non-stop.
As the bullets continued to shoot out, her body also began to tremble. Seeing countless mice flooding towards her, Shangguan Qiaoyun, as a woman, was more frightened than a man. Out of the m1911a1 continued to fire at the mouse.
The bullets in the pistol were also emptied, and she threw the pistol on the ground. She ran behind Zhang Xiaoqiang who was holding the rifle and continued to shoot at the big mouse, opened her hands and hugged his waist, and gently buried her face in him. the back.
Nothing is important to her now, the rest of her days will be ended by the rat tide, she smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his body, and slowly leaned herself close to him, with slender arms The ring tightened around his abdominal waist.
When there was the last bullet left in the pistol, she thought about sending that bullet into her head. She looked up to see him for the last time, the only man who walked into her heart, the man who was always close to her , this man who let herself taste the sweetness and bitterness of love, she wants to take another look at him before she dies.