Hu Yi did not act on a whim to put the third row in front, and it was even more impossible for him to use this to punish Luo Fugui, because the purpose of this battle was not to fight hard, they would have to retreat no matter how they fought. The third row had fewer people and the probability of casualties was the lowest. Luo Fugui was a loser but he would definitely not suffer a loss. It could be said that no one was better at "losing a battle" than Luo Fugui, and he was born a "loser". He was the best candidate under the current mode.
Therefore, Hu Yi did not set a time limit for holding on, but arranged it normally according to Hu Yi's habit of improvisation. If he could hold out, he would bite the enemy, and if he couldn't, he would retreat. Therefore, Hu Yi was mentally prepared for the possibility that the three rows on the front of the center line would be defeated by the enemy.
The first Japanese soldier appeared in the Xiaohongying telephoto lens, coming from the western path and in search mode.
"Showing up. About 500 meters, three targets... four now... the fifth one..."
There was a sound of the handle of the machine gun, it was Luo Fugui about to shoot.
"Mule, can you be more promising?" Xiao Hongying held up the telescope and observed non-stop: "Wait a little longer. Can you not rely on guessing?"
Because of Xiao Hongying's words, Luo Fugui did not pull the trigger of the machine gun, and said reluctantly: "Do you understand that I am suppressing it?"
"You're suppressing them! Who needs your cover now? Listen to me, set the sight at 400. Can you see the team behind you clearly?"
"It's a bit difficult. I can aim at the first few." The bear eyes behind the machine gun's crosshairs squinted hard.
"With intermittent weak winds, the lateral error can be ignored."
"You're still going too far with me?"
"Just listen. It should be four hundred now. Can you see the fifth target clearly? Target the fifth devil and fire a long burst. Now!"
Suddenly, a series of roars came from a Czech machine gun, and more than a dozen bullet casings jumped out. A layer of light gray shook on the top of the low earthen wall where the machine gun was mounted. The silence was gone, and everyone in the third row breathed a sigh of relief. It had finally begun.
"Hit the nearest target with your rifle! Big Dog, you bitch, can you please stop talking nonsense with Wang Xiaosan?"
"Did you hit him? I think he looks like he's lying down!" Luo Fugui stopped shooting and shouted.
"You missed the target. Your marksmanship is terrible... But there should be other Japanese soldiers shot behind you." The telescope seemed to be glued to Xiao Hongying's face. He directed Luo Fugui and scolded Tang Dagou without any delay: "The tree on the right side of the road, ten meters to the left, that patch of grass, aim at that patch of grass and shoot with a long burst."
Suddenly, another burst of machine gun fire roared, and this section of the low earth wall was covered with dust again. The last shell was shot out in one breath, and the machine gun magazine was then pulled out by Xiong neatly and thrown at the head of a person hiding at the foot of the wall: "Did you hit it this time?"
"How would I know what's going on behind the grass? There are five or six of them crawling there anyway."
"Isn't this called Meng?"
"At least it's not a blind guess!"
Clicking the second machine gun clip into place.
"See those guys on the left side of the road? Pay attention to that protruding bush, a little to the right, do you see them, you blind man? The distance is less than 400, don't aim too high, aim shorter, shorter, hurry up! They are about to enter the grass!"
The Czech light machine gun immediately started firing again, with a series of rapid short bursts of three and two rounds. At this time, the first wave of the Japs' counterattack finally came, the Type 99 light machine gun fired, the Type 38 rifle fired, and a chaotic rain of bullets rushed in from the west, with flying sand and falling soil. Irregular craters appeared outside the low wall, and strange howls of broken wind passed from time to time above, forcing Luo Fugui to stop firing, shrink his head, and shout at the top of his voice: "Fuck his grandma... move, move!"
Yizier and Xu Xiaomao bent down and followed Xiong, who was holding a machine gun, and ran horizontally to the right in a panic. The machine gun position behind them was still covered by rain of bullets and filled with black smoke.
"Keep an eye on that crooked-handled guy!" Luo Fugui shouted as he passed by Xiao Hongying's observation position.
"No need for your nonsense!" Xiao Hongying peeked out from a gap in the nearby wall and set up the telescope again.
The machine gun crew moved to the right of Tang Dagou, who occasionally fired obscene shots, and the machine gun bipod immediately went up to the wall: "Give me a target!"
Xiao Hongying's bright voice rang out: "Under the second tree on the left side of the road, slightly to the right... The distance is three hundred and fifty... Type 99 light machine gun group... Aim at that idiot and shoot!"
"I can't even see where the straw bag is!"
"If that tree falls to the right, where the top of the tree lands is your target!"
The Czech light machine gun immediately began to fire short bursts of bullets, firing a whole magazine into the green. Then the machine gun bear withdrew the machine gun and led Yi Er and Xu Xiao to run towards the original machine gun position on the left again: "Li Xiang, can you reach the machine gun?"
"Not quite. You've pushed the devils too far away. I can't help you."
"How could I have thought that the Japs would advance so slowly?"
Comrade Wang Baoku, dumbfounded, ducked his head from the hole in the wall, watching Xiong's machine gun crew passing by him in a panic. He heard the machine gun firing position on the right being ravaged by the late bullet rain. He wondered if the Japanese were slow to advance? Were you too arrogant? So this is how the machine guns were used in the 9th Company? Tang Dagou, who was nearby, was marking the first line on the wall, deliberately marking it for Wang Xiaosan, who was holding a flower machine gun and had a short range, to see: "See, I accidentally opened a card! It turns out that the Japanese are not short of unlucky people."
Luo Fugui returned to the original machine gun position on the left, but he no longer mounted the machine gun on the wall. He huddled down at the foot of the wall and panted heavily: "Stop, stop, stop! Cease fire! Everyone, get back up and rest! Girl, are the Japanese moving?"
"Three hundred... But overall it's a bit to the left, and that shitless pit... is a bit shaky."
"Have you seen the cannon?"
"It's either the grass or the leaves. How would I know? Why don't you go over and ask?"
"In that case... then I'll fire two more rounds to the left. Can that push the Japanese a little to the right?"
"Try it! If you want to fight, do it from a distance... I don't dare to stay here any longer... I have to get down from the wall."
So Luo Fugui carried the machine gun and moved it a little to the left, and placed it on the wall again: "For your grandma!" Bullets rained down directly on the right wing of the Japanese in front of them; however, before a magazine was emptied, a slight muffled sound came from the west, followed by a peculiar whistling sound that became louder and louder and more and more shrill.
"Oh my..."
The low wall shook violently, and a large amount of dust was instantly stirred up. The wall behind the wall was like fog and like a waterfall. Broken soil and sand fell like hail, and there was a creepy sound of landing on the ground... It was done by the Japanese grenade launcher. The aim was very good, but the impact point was a few meters short, and the grenade landed outside the wall in front of the muzzle of the machine gun.
Three figures huddled against the wall, holding their heads, coughing in the dust and mist. Luo Fugui's voice rang out angrily, "Who cares if his grandmother succeeds or not, Li Xiang!"
A grenade then slid into the grenade launcher that had been prepared long ago. Li Xiang had been aiming at the fishing pit for eight hundred years. He fired the grenade launcher without any hesitation. Regardless of whether the Japanese grenade launcher was in that position or not, there must be something in the pit, and the first grenade must be sent there!
The grenade flew into the air with Li Xiang's silent prayers. Xiao Hongying quickly stuck her head out to set up the telescope, and even Tang Dagou stretched out his head to wait for the result. Of course, they had no idea whether there was a Japanese grenade launcher in the pit. They just hoped to hit it. However, before the first grenade landed, Li Xiang quickly released the second one with the same trajectory!
Suddenly, branches and dirt flew up through the telescope lens, accompanied by Xiao Hongying's subconscious cry: "One shot hit!"
Before the smoke had cleared up, a second grenade exploded two seconds later at almost the same spot, shaking up large pieces of green debris that fluttered down again.
"Second shot hits!"
So Li Xiang took the third grenade out of the grenade launcher. The useless guy poked his head out from behind the millstone and stared blankly at the explosion in the west: "You said... the Japanese grenade launcher would be there?"
Li Xiang remained calm: "We'll know when the mule fires another round."
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If someone could look down like a bird, they would find the ground covered in blood after the smoke had cleared. Three Japanese corpses were lying crookedly in a shallow pit behind the bushes. There was another Japanese soldier nearby, bleeding and wriggling in pain. A grenade launcher was embedded upside down in the grass on the other side... Tang Dagou is a jinx!
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