Although we now discover that the Japanese still have a grenade launcher, we still have to fight the war as usual.
Hu Yi snatched the machine gun magazine from Luo Fugui's hand and said, "Mule, now you go to the north and be a machine gunner with a Type 99 rifle."
"Hey. Ah?" Luo Fugui couldn't help but sway all over after he reacted: "This... maybe the crooked handle has been blown up, and I..."
"Just do as I stipulated in advance. You and I will take turns attracting the enemy's firepower, and let Lao Luo Shicheng and the others find an opportunity." Hu Yi didn't care what Luo Fugui said and directly assigned the task to him.
"Boss Hu, I... Ouch!" Luo Fugui was still trying to find an excuse to shirk this glorious machine gunner position, but Hu Yi kicked him without saying a word. Luo Fugui rolled down the back slope, and the last words Hu Yi said to him were heard from the slope: "Go now!"
After kicking Luo Fugui away, Hu Yi loaded bullets into the magazine in his hand and shouted to the observation post on the top of the side slope: "Ma Liang."
In a blink of an eye, Ma Liang ran up to him and asked, "Brother, what's the matter?"
"The next round of firing, you have to watch carefully and find the location of the grenade launcher and tell me."
"This... that thing is hiding behind the car, can't I see it?"
"Then I don't care, you decide for yourself!"
Ma Liang scratched his head helplessly, turned around and ran back.
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Luo Fugui hunched his back and slowly climbed up the northern ridge. The two machine gunners of the second company had long been dead. There was a dark shallow pit two meters away from the side of the body, which was the bullet impact point. He first secretly looked down at the road below to confirm that it was safe, then Luo Fugui reached out and pulled down the Type 99 light machine gun, and then took the bullets from the body.
Apart from the bullets, Luo Fugui did not touch anything else on the body. This was the first time since he joined the Eighth Route Army that he had done this. Although the two dead were from the Second Company, they were in the same pit as him after all. Even if they had something on them, it was just a relic and did not involve consciousness. This was an ordinary matter of conscience. Whether it was money or items, they should be collected by the Second Company and sent to the family of the deceased, if they had any family.
The buttstock of the crooked handle submachine gun is crooked, leaning to the right, hence the name. Luo Fugui has never used it, but Hu Yi has told him about its usage and characteristics. This thing is not as good as the Czech type. The most failed is the feeding method. There is no magazine, and no ammunition belt. It must be fed by a hopper. The five-round bullet clip can only hold six rows at a time, which is 30 rounds.
If there is an assistant gunner to assist in loading, continuous shooting can be ensured, but the ammunition feeding mechanism is complicated and the failure rate is high. There is an oil brush in the ammunition hopper, and the bullets must be lubricated before use, otherwise they often jam and are troublesome to use. If dust, sand or something falls into the ammunition hopper, it will be even more troublesome.
Luo Fugui checked the crooked handle machine gun three times, and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Everything worked fine. Was he frustrated? With a long sigh, Luo Fugui began to push the bullet clip into the machine gun magazine.
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Ma Liang was lying on a hidden observation position, feeling extremely worried. There were twenty grain trucks filled to the brim and parked not far from each other on the road. The grenade launchers were low and short, and one did not have to stand up to operate them. One only had to stick one's head out to look when confirming the target. How could he find it
By sound? The sound of a grenade launcher firing is not very loud, and it takes a lot of effort to distinguish it when there is a lot of gunfire around. The key is that even if you hear the sound of the launcher, you can only determine the approximate location. How can you guess which car it is hiding behind
Waiting to see it smoke is no good. When a grenade launcher is fired, there is not much smoke, not much more than ordinary muzzle smoke. Ma Liang estimated that even if he blinded his eyes, he would not be able to see it. Isn't this embarrassing? Besides, even if he knew which car it was behind, what's the use? Grenades can't be thrown that far, and bullets can't turn. How to shoot
So, Ma Liang sighed helplessly and wilted.
Da da da da da... Suddenly, a series of rapid machine gun sounds were heard on the southern ridge. Hu Yi opened fire, and the third wave of attack began. It also meant that the large lifting lever operated by Lao Luo and Shi Cheng had been loaded again.
A similar plot to the second act was repeated. Hu Yi's machine gun bullets began to run wildly along the road. The Japanese and puppet soldiers who avoided the impact point stuck their heads out to fire back. From above, it looked like a row of undulating human waves.
Hu Yi was once again overwhelmed and stopped firing. He retreated, but he did not dare to stand up. Instead, he rolled sideways and slid down because he was worried that he would be hit by a grenade launcher. Even though he was already at the back, he kept his body close to the ground to reduce the area that was hit by the explosion fragments. However, the grenade launcher did not come.
Finally it was his turn to perform. Luo Fugui said to himself with a sad face: "Damn it, come on, I'll be a hero again in 18 years!"
Da da da da da... The sound of Type 99 light machine guns rang out on the northern ridge, but looking from below, it seemed... there was no one
Luo Fugui deliberately found a mound of earth, set up his machine gun, and squatted behind it. He raised his right hand to hold the gun handle and pulled the trigger with his thumb. In other words, only one of his hands was exposed!
No matter what, the muzzle was roughly pointing at the road, and there was no force behind the butt to offset it, causing the Type 99 light machine gun to bounce and shake during shooting. Only Luo Fugui, who had strong hands, could control it. If someone else used it in this way, the machine gun would have bounced away long ago.
With this usage, not to mention the whereabouts of the bullets, they were scattered like flowers, on the road, on the roadside, on the grain carts, and two of the animals pulling the carts were hit. Finally, even the area near the Second Company hidden in the open area on the east side was hit by a few bullets. If Gao Yidao had not been observing the battlefield, he would have suspected that the Japanese had discovered the Second Company.
However, the Japanese and puppet troops didn't care about that. They couldn't see the details on the ridge, so they fought back without saying anything. But the mood was different from the previous counterattack against the Czechs in the south. In particular, the puppet troops were very nervous and fought back with fear.
The Czech machine gun in the south fired straight and horizontally, stroke by stroke, like a ferocious running snake. The trajectory of the bullets could be described as beautiful and graceful. The bullets landed evenly, like a ruler, which could be used to measure the road surface. It was not a machine gun, but more like a pen! So there was a pattern to follow, and you didn't have to worry if you could dodge it.
Now the crooked rifles in the south are a different story. They are completely unorganized and leak everywhere. The previous bullet is still far away in the sky, and the next bullet is right in front of you. When should you hide? When should you show your head? There is no way to judge. The puppet soldiers think this is more like gambling, throwing dice to see who has the worst luck! Isn't it annoying
All thirty bullets were fired at once. Luo Fugui pulled down the crooked handlebars that were stretched above him without hesitation, crouched down, and ran sideways. Boss Hu had talked about the trajectory of mortars and grenade launchers. This was on a reverse slope. It was hard to avoid being hit if you ran down. It was safer to move sideways. However, the grenade launcher still did not come.
What happened to the enemy's grenade launcher? Too late to fire? No. The two grenadiers received the order from the sergeant to give priority to the enemy's "advanced weapon", that is, the big lifting pole.
Just before Luo Fugui's machine gun was about to run out of fire, Lao Luo and Shi Cheng had already extended the big lifting lever again, aiming directly at a Japanese machine gun.
boom-
A huge smoke ring was formed as expected, and then an area on the road suddenly became smoky and full of howling.
Bang-bang-bang-bang-
A few seconds later, three slight explosions were heard behind a grain truck, and a grenade launcher quickly fired three grenades towards the location where the smoke ring was coming out of the ridge.
Boom-boom-boom-
Carrying a heavy lifting pole, Lao Luo and his group, who had just retreated to the back of the slope, experienced three explosions nearby.
These people had little battlefield experience, let alone a sense of crisis. When the first grenade exploded nearby, several of them stood still without reacting, still busy around the big lifting pole. Some of them were a little dazed by fear, while others were trying to show off their calmness and fearlessness. As a result, the second grenade was closer, and the third one landed right next to them.
Shi Cheng was knocked over by the shock wave of the explosion and rolled down to the bottom of the slope without making any sound. Two people were injured on the spot and lay on the ground groaning. Lao Luo and the other two were fine, but their ears were buzzing. This time, half of the six-man Qingshan Village guerrilla team was wiped out in an instant.
So far, about ten minutes have passed. Originally, we could have let the big lifter do another shot, but now it seems that it is no longer possible. The enemy has a grenade launcher. If we fight like this, it is not certain who will gain the upper hand. Hu Yi frowned deeply and began to load bullets into the magazine. It seems that this is the only way to shoot. There is a small tree near Liu Jianqiang's position. As long as the small tree is knocked down, Gao Yidao will know that the ninth squad will not continue. At this moment, Hu Yi is hesitating. Should he let Runny Nose give the signal to the second company now, or waste these few minutes
On the top of the mountain, behind the weeds, Ma Liang lowered his head in frustration. He heard three consecutive shots, all coming from the road down the slope in front, but he couldn't be sure which car the grenade launcher was behind.
The mountain ridge was quiet again, and the Japanese sergeant also understood that in addition to the advanced weapon, the Czech machine gun on the south was also amazing. Although he didn't hurt anyone after two rounds of fighting, his purpose was obvious, which was to attract the machine guns on his side to fire back and create conditions for the advanced weapon. His ballistic trajectory was too even, and he was a machine gun expert. Based on experience, the Japanese sergeant guessed that the machine gunner must still be not far behind that position, perhaps reloading, or perhaps preparing to come up again to play tricks. If that's the case, don't think you can have an easy time!
Bang, bang, bang... The sound of the grenade launcher suddenly broke the silence, and five grenades were fired in succession, from the top of the mountain where Hu Yi had poked his head twice, from top to bottom, behind the ridge, five points were landed in sequence with intervals. The grenadiers received the order from the sergeant and sent Hu Yi a gift, special care!
The first explosion occurred right at the shooting position where Hu Yi had been. A few seconds later, the second grenade exploded more than ten meters backward. A few seconds later, the third grenade landed not far from the lying Hu Yi, raising a cloud of rubble and making Hu Yi's head buzz. The fourth and fifth grenade then flew downward and away one after another.
Ma Liang's eyes almost fell out, but he still couldn't see any clues. His ears were clenched like trumpets, but he still couldn't confirm the location. His eyes kept scanning between the grain carts, over and over again, carefully looking at each one, and finally lowered his head helplessly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his head again, stared down with wide eyes, and his eyes were fixed on a grain cart.
All the grain trucks had three or five guns sticking out from behind, pointing at the ridge. Only that one truck had a single Japanese soldier sticking out his head, holding a rifle. The grain trucks blocked such a wide area, how could there be only one person? There must be a grenade launcher behind it!
Ma Liang left his observation position and strode towards Hu Yi behind the slope.
"Brother, I found it, it's behind the twelfth car!"
"Um."
"Brother, you...what's wrong with you?" Ma Liang suddenly realized that something was wrong with Hu Yi.
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My entire head was aching, from the inside to the outside, and then from the outside to the inside, over and over again endlessly; the light seemed to be dim, so dim that I could no longer distinguish the colors, only black and white; sounds kept echoing in my mind, very noisy, like a roar, or like crying, as if they came from hell.
Hu Yi felt as if he hadn't done something yet, but he couldn't remember what it was. Faintly, in his noisy mind, he seemed to hear a voice saying, "It's right behind the twelfth car!"
I picked up the machine gun and walked up the mountain step by step. Maybe... this is what I want to do...