"Damn it!" Wang Jianguo followed suit and threw out a bundle of German-style grenades, then put Mark beside him to the side while he hid behind him with a quick step.
Mark fell to the ground and his face visibly stiffened, and then anger rushed onto his face.
With the powerful firearms and seemingly endless ammunition in his hands, there is no need to worry about the enemy rushing up, but Qi Zhen and the others are different.
From the beginning of the charge on the beach to now, they have never seen Mark change bullets. This always reminds Qi Zhen of the m249 in Li Qiang's hand.
Wang Jianguo suddenly appeared next to Qi Zhen and said, "That guy doesn't seem to need my help."
Qi Zhen showed a helpless smile and said nothing.
At this moment, countless enemy troops lined up and poured out of the narrow passage. Unexpectedly, the enemies came so fast!
Da da da da da!
The bullets spit out by the three people's firearms instantly formed an extremely dense network of crossfire in front of them, instantly pulverizing all the enemy troops who entered this range into sieves!
"You two push me up!" Wang Jianguo shouted loudly, rolling forward, from Qi Zhen's side to Lin Biao's side in an instant.
The difference was that he instantly had a short and powerful standard submachine gun and several magazines in his hand.
He placed the submachine gun and magazine next to Lin Biao, raised the Browning automatic rifle in his hand, and began to build a firepower network in his place.
It is said to be a firepower network, but the effect that two people can achieve can barely be called a firepower blockade.
Lin Biao was not at all confused. He calmly and decisively picked up the submachine gun brought by Wang Jianguo from the ground and continued shooting.
There was no communication between the two of them. Just as Lin Biao started shooting, Lao Wangtou rolled forward decisively and headed towards Qi Zhen.
Qi Zhen also had an enemy submachine gun and several magazines beside her.
The difference is that this time Wang Jianguo has a few more German grenades in his hands.
The moment Qi Zhen just changed the number of ammunition, Wang Jianguo pulled out the fuse of the grenade, and then threw it into the dense crowd in the opponent's corridor!
Boom boom boom!
Explosions sounded one after another in the passage. In the end, the three of them managed to withstand the enemy's continuous charge in this way.
"What kind of gun is this? Why does it feel better than our own?" Qi Zhen asked.
"MP40, also called Schmeisser submachine gun, has first-class shooting accuracy at short distances, small recoil, but its lethality is not much different from the firearms we use, although of course it is still worse than mine." Wang Jianguo replied.
"Be careful!" Mark suddenly shouted.
The three of them almost subconsciously stopped firing their firearms and hurriedly lay down.
boom!
A deafening explosion encircled the air waves and smoke generated by the explosion, and instantly filled the fortification where the four people were.
After a while, Wang Jianguo, who was lying on the ground, raised his head, shook the dust on his head, spat twice, and said, "The Allied artillery is quite powerful."
There was a trace of excitement on his face. There was only one possibility for such a violent explosion, and that was the artillery support that Mark just mentioned!
This also shows that the endurance level that Qi Zhen just mentioned is the end.
The three of them continued shooting into the corridor behind, trying to kill all remaining enemies.
Chuchuchu!
The crisp sound of several submachine guns sounded at the end of the passage, and at the same time Zaka's voice came from the three people's headphones; "We are here!"
At the corner of the passage, enemies began to fall in pieces.
Qi Zhen's face was filled with joy. The two sides attacked from front to back and quickly cleared away the enemies in the passage.
Qi Zhen looked at the slightly embarrassed four people, with a sincere smile on her face, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
The firearms in the hands of Zhaka, Nuo Lan, Sun Jie, and Zhang Chi were also changed to the same ones as theirs now. It seemed that the blocking battle there was also quite difficult.
Fortunately, there were no attrition.
Qi Zhen sighed secretly in her heart, and then asked: "Is the passage on the first and second floors over there clear?"
"The artillery support provided by the Allies just now is not just to support the position in front of you." Liang Sicheng's voice came from the earphones, "The upward passage has been blown down."
Qi Zhen suddenly realized, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that Liang Sicheng's position not only provided the team with an excellent firepower point for long-range sniper support, but also provided the team with a perfect observation post.
"According to the previous tactics, the four of you will still stay here. We will continue to move forward. When the safety is confirmed in front and a suitable bunker is found, you can follow." Qi Zhen said.
"Uncle Wang, are you okay!?" At this moment, Sun Jie's nervous voice suddenly sounded.
"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Jianguo said nonchalantly, "It's just a mosquito bite that won't kill you."
There was a horrific looking bloody hole on his left thigh and both arms.
Blood flowed from it, and it was not known whether he was affected by the shrapnel of the grenade or injured by the enemy's bullet.
Wang Jianguo was obviously very calm, and it seemed that his physical injuries had not had any impact on him at all.
However, his face looked a little frighteningly pale at this time.
During fierce battles, people are often in a state of high tension and excitement, and a large amount of adrenaline is secreted in the body. As a result, injured people often cannot feel physical pain for a while. After relaxing a little, the feeling of weakness will disappear. It will come like a tidal wave and even directly knock people down.
"We need to take a short break and deal with the injuries of the wounded." Lin Biao immediately spoke to Mark in front.
"Okay, you have three minutes." Marx thought for a moment, looked at the combat watch on his wrist, and nodded.
At this time, Zhang Chi had already rushed to Wang Jianguo's side with a quick stride. His face was calm but he spoke mercilessly: "You have no say whether you can die or not. If the artery ruptures, you won't be able to be so calm and calm. .”
As he spoke, Zhang Chi took out the alcohol, medical gauze and other first aid items from the space artifact and began to treat Wang Jianguo's wounds.
"I said before that it was useless for you to wear a band-aid, but I was wrong." Wang Jianguo said with a smile.
He now likes this man more and more, who speaks softly and has a girl-like personality, and is as attentive as a girl.
Only friendship forged on the battlefield is a true life-long friendship, and it is obvious that our old Wangtou firmly believes in this.
Zhang Chi ignored Wang Jianguo's compliments, carefully tore open the clothes around his wounds, inspected the three wounds, and then said softly: "Both arms have penetrating wounds, and it doesn't look like there are any broken bones, so it shouldn't be a big problem. "
He skillfully poured the alcohol in the bottle onto the white gauze and suddenly covered the wound on Wang Jianguo's left arm!
Then he said: "It hurts a little, please bear with it."
hiss!
A layer of fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on Wang Jianguo's forehead. Even as strong as he was, he almost cried out in pain at this time.
"Fuck!" He cursed in a low voice.
Everyone else felt pain when they saw this scene. Only Nuolan teased calmly: "Who just said it was okay?"
Wang Jianguo was in so much pain that he could not speak.
Wang Jianguo's left arm was tied up with gauze, and the gauze soaked in alcohol was covered with Wang Jianguo's right arm.
"You kid, are you just avenging yourself?" Wang Jianguo said angrily, almost fainting from the pain.
"Don't exercise strenuously, and pay attention to cleaning to prevent wound infection..." Zhang Chi ignored him and talked about the doctor's instructions out of habit. However, he stayed in place halfway through the words and shook his head helplessly.
The so-called cleanliness and prohibition of strenuous exercise on the battlefield are complete nonsense.
"The wound on the thigh is more troublesome. It needs a minor operation." Zhang Chi said: "The bullet has embedded itself in your muscle. Although it did not damage the artery, if you continue like this, your leg may be destroyed. .”
"Do it." Wang Jianguo was unambiguous and said simply.
"Hurry up, we have to go." Mark in front turned around and said.
"The operation requires anesthesia. Local anesthesia will not make you faint, but it will definitely affect your next actions. Also, I must say that we don't have enough time." Zhang Chi spread his hands.
"Wang Jianguo stays, Sun Jie, you take over and charge with us." Qi Zhen said without hesitation.
"No!" Wang Jianguo said firmly.
"Then I'll trade with you!" Zhaka said.
"You have never been on the battlefield, I can't let you rush in front of me." Wang Jianguo still shook his head decisively.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Zaka asked helplessly.
"Take it directly without anesthesia." Wang Jianguo said calmly.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Chi asked with a hint of astonishment on his face.
"Stop talking nonsense and do it." Wang Jianguo waved his hand.
Zhang Chi looked up at the others and saw that no one had any other opinions. He gritted his teeth and took out a delicate scalpel and tweezers, and said to Sun Jie next to him: "Come and help me."
Two people, four hands, used the crudest alcohol to directly pour and disinfect. Before Wang Jianguo started to feel pain, Qi Zhen handed over a bottle of Laobaigan and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Dun dun dun.
Wang Jianguo drank nearly half a kilogram of liquor in one gulp and laughed loudly: "It's great!"
The scalpel slightly opened the wound, and Sun Jie decisively opened Wang Jianguo's wound to both sides, and then inserted the relaxed medical tweezers.
"If I don't kill a few more enemies, I'll feel bad! Damn German devils." Wang Jianguo drank wine and cursed in the street, sweating like rain, and cursed the enemy loudly.
His eyes gradually became blurred, and he seemed to faint from the severe pain at any time.
However, in the end he still withstood the severe pain, and with a soft snap, a slightly deformed bullet was pinched out by Zhang Zhang and thrown aside.
"I'll sew it up for you." Zhang Cai breathed a sigh of relief and continued.
Wang Jianguo's expression changed, and then he said angrily: "Sew! Sew him!" Mobile phone users please browse the Game King for a better user experience.
