"Madman, you..."
"boom!"
Before the soldier who had been robbed of his gun could finish his words, Li Yunfeng quickly pulled the trigger, and a bullet burst out with the breath of death, drawing a straight line over the smoke-filled battlefield and hitting the flag bearer between the brows.
Suddenly, the little devil was discussing the meaning of life with Amaterasu, and the flag with the dog-skin plaster on it slipped from his hands, and fell on the muddy battlefield, allowing the little days of charging to break through.
The young soldiers around him didn't even have time to react when they saw this. They saw Li Yunfeng turn the muzzle of his gun, pull the bolt, retract the chamber, load the bullet, and aim. Several actions were completed in one go, like flowing water. After two or three breaths, he just heard
"Bang!"
The moment he pulled the trigger, another kid who kept approaching was shot to death and fell to the ground in a pool of blood.
"Ka...ka...!"
When he retracted the chamber, the bullet got stuck in the middle of the gun groove. Li Yunfeng took a closer look and suddenly frowned: "Made in Hanyang? Darling, the rifling is smoothed! He is probably older than the two of me put together!"
Then he yelled: "Gun! Give me a gun! It's best a sniper rifle! If it doesn't work, a fully automatic one will do!"
"Madman! Why are you holding a gun? Give it back!"
The middle-aged platoon leader who was directing the operation accidentally glanced at the tunnel from the corner of his eye and saw several soldiers standing dumbfounded around Li Yunfeng holding the Hanyang made, so he hurriedly said.
However, he saw a veteran around him who was astonished and handed a 70% new 38-inch cap to his hand.
"A madman is a fool, and you are also a fool! Give him such a good gun?"
The platoon leader yelled and strode towards the tunnel.
You must know that the new regiment was established for less than three months at that time. Among the more than 1,000 people in the regiment, only veterans with less than 300 members had the chance to get the 38th cover. The rest of the soldiers were not veterans who had worn out the rifling. The slide is made by Hanyang, a gun that is older than people.
Here, there is a whole battalion of soldiers without guns, armed with big blades and spears to fight hand-to-hand with the Japanese.
In the words of group leader Li Yunlong, he was so poor that he peeed blood!
Not to mention snipers, fully automatic rifles? That's a rare item that even the Central Army can't afford to equip!
"boom!"
After walking a few steps, Li Yunfeng rushed out of the tunnel and ran to the forefront of the battlefield. He squinted and looked into the distance, then adjusted his stance, aimed at a target, and pulled the trigger.
In just an instant, the heavy machine gunners who were surrounded by the charging troops and responsible for covering them fell to the ground.
The kid in charge of supplying ammunition was startled at first, but then he quickly pushed away the corpse of his comrade to fill the gap.
"Da da……"
However, the heavy machine gun sprayed flames for less than two seconds, and Li Yunfeng was seen to have finished loading, and then pulled the trigger.
In the biting and howling north wind, the little devil who filled the gap was shot in the heart and fell into a pool of blood.
"Crazy...madman!"
Seeing this, the man's platoon leader looked horrified.
In shock, Li Yunfeng changed his position again and fired to stop the enemy. Within ten minutes, he wiped out twelve enemies.
A recruit was stunned and turned to face the platoon leader: "Platoon... Platoon leader! One shot kills a Japanese, do you call this a fool?"
When Li Yunfeng moved back to the original tunnel, everyone nearby, including the old company commander in his memory, looked confused.
"Why are you looking at me? Looking at ghosts... no, beating ghosts!"
"Madman, are you...are you okay?"
The male platoon leader couldn't hide his joy and walked quickly to Li Yunfeng and raised his hand to test.
"No! But I just don't like them! They are like short carrots, not as tall as my gun! Hey! Company commander, why are you so short?"
Li Yunfeng stretched out his hand to indicate the man's height, which was just at the corner of his jaw. He suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, company commander, do you still have 38-cap bullets? Give me one hundred! No! Two Let’s go all out!”
"You're such a bitch! You still said it was okay! You even recognized me as your old company commander!"
"Oops! It's not all good! But now I do recognize you as the old company commander!! Quick! Bullets! Give me some bullets!"
"The second row is covered with thirty-eight pieces! Concentrate all the bullets on the madman!"
As soon as the man's platoon leader finished speaking, a dozen nearby veterans holding Sanba Gai unloaded their ammunition and handed them to Li Yunfeng.
The latter couldn't help but laugh and cry when he saw that the whole team had used all their strength to obtain more than fifty rounds of bullets.
In his previous life, when he was just out of the new recruit company, a Type 95 rifle consumed 300 rounds of ammunition for half a day's practice. After he was transferred to the reconnaissance unit, he used 21 rounds of sophisticated sniper ammunition to reach 100 rounds a day. My arm almost dislocated.
However, the current war situation is urgent and I can’t worry about so much at the moment!
Immediately, Li Yunfeng returned to the forefront of the battlefield. This time he set his target on the officers and non-commissioned officers who had been young. As the leaders and core of an army, killing them would not only make the little devils disperse immediately, but at least it would be possible for a short period of time. Shake the opponent's military morale!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!………"
In this way, under the cover of gunfire and wind, Li Yunfeng cruised around every corner of the mountain as if possessed by the King of Hell, urging the little Japanese officers on the attack road one by one at any time.
The Japanese, including eleven non-commissioned officers, five second lieutenants, and two lieutenants, were sent to Uncle Amaterasu, and they lived a shy and indescribable life of multiple people with Amaterasu.
At the same time, the command center of the Japs on the charge was destroyed, causing the surviving Japs to scatter in all directions in front of the new regiment's position like headless flies.
At this time, no matter how stupid the Japs leader in the rear was, he realized that someone in the Eighth Route Army opposite was specifically targeting his own officers and heavy firepower snipers.
"Baga Yalu! There are snipers in the Chinese army! Order the forward troops to retreat and let the artillery cover them!"
Hearing this, the Japanese officers in the command post looked at me and I looked at you. No one dared to act rashly.
Until one of them had the courage to whisper in his ear:
"Your Excellency, Captain, we... did not bring artillery this time!"
Only then did the Japanese captain, who had half a beard under his nose, remember that because he despised the China army in front of him, which had been established for less than three months, he was arrogant and did not ask for instructions from his superiors in the regiment and brigade for artillery reinforcements. , with only two squadrons, more than 360 people went into battle lightly.
I thought the battle would be easily resolved in two hours, but I didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army in front of me could hold our own for more than four hours by itself. During this period, the two charges initiated by the opponent and the hand-to-hand combat initiated by the opponent were nearly equal. More than seventy people.
The third charge in front of us killed more than 60 people. Among them, the loss caused by the mysterious sniper alone was as high as nearly one-half, and they were the commanders or the backbone of the firepower of each detachment, squad!
Now, Captain Hu had a headache!
"Captain! Do you want us to apply for artillery reinforcements now?"
At that time, an officer with the rank of lieutenant on his shoulder whispered.
Hearing this, Hu Zhizhi glared at the lieutenant, who couldn't help but shuddered and said nothing about asking for help.
After all, the captain in front of him was the commander's right-hand man. During the Battle of Xinkou, he only led a squadron and dared to pursue and attack the two main regiments of the Jinsui Army.
Asking him to ask for help from above at such a disadvantage would be tantamount to slapping him in the face in public.
"Pass my order! Everyone will charge together in ten minutes! Before sunset, these Chinese people in front of us must be captured!"
"Hi!"
After saying that, Banzhu Hu casually took out the pistol from a holster box on his waist that looked like a bastard's head and placed it on the table to show his determination!
