The sky was dimming, and Xu San returned to the cement factory.
Before reaching the defensive position, Big Big Wolf waggled its tail and pounced towards him. Xu San dodged slightly, allowing him to pounce in the air.
The Gray Wolf, who failed to succeed, roared in his throat and made a sound of "wuwuwuwu~", expressing his dissatisfaction.
Reaching out and touching its big head, Xu San took out two pieces of candy from his pocket and stuffed them into its mouth as a reward.
Following Hui Tailang was Sun Changhai. When he saw Xu San, he immediately came up to salute and report.
Xu San returned the greeting and asked, "Have you encountered any trouble?"
"No, not a single one of the brothers is missing. They all returned to the cement factory safely." Sun Changhai said and looked at Big Gray Wolf. "Although the path Big Bad Wolf chose is not easy to walk, it is not dangerous at all."
He patted Big Big Wolf's big head again and said, "Well done, go and play by yourself."
After Big Gray Wolf left, Xu San said, "Highland 113.7 has been lost, and Zhaodong Slope has also been lost. Our situation is not very optimistic now!"
"Ah~" Sun Changhai exclaimed, "Then we are in danger. Should we inform our brothers to prepare to run away?"
"Slap~" He slapped Sun Changhai on the head, "What way are you running! Haven't you seen it yet? The Eighth Route Army has no intention of touching the cement plant. It has another purpose to surround here?"
"What purpose?"
"Food!" Xu San did not hide anything and told Sun Changhai part of the truth.
"The granary of Chu Liang?" Sun Changhai was not stupid, and he was familiar with the surrounding terrain. Following Xu San's words, he guessed the purpose of the Eighth Route Army's operation this time.
Xu San stretched out a palm and said worriedly, "Well, for the food there, the Eighth Route Army dispatched at least five regiments this time."
"So many? What should we do?" Sun Changhai also began to worry. After all, there were five regiments. Even if one person spits, he can drown a hundred people in the cement factory.
Xu San touched his chin, pretending to be thoughtful, and after a moment he said, "Tell the brothers to start firing now."
"Fire? Who to hit?" Sun Changhai didn't know why and felt that Xu San's order was dangerous. "Won't we attract all the people from all directions as soon as we open fire?"
"Pa~" Sun Changhai was slapped again, "Hit you if you are told, no matter who you hit, just fire at the Eighth Route Army position! We have been guarding for two days and still have so much ammunition left. Doesn't this arouse suspicion? ?”
Sun Changhai rubbed his head, and his dull eyes suddenly lit up, "Third Master, you are still attentive, I will let the brothers work hard."
"As long as you know what I just said, do you understand?" Xu San warned.
"Yes!" Sun Changhai nodded and left.
Not long after, the sound of machine gunfire rang out from the front position, as well as deafening shouts of killing.
Xu San rubbed his ears, feeling that the acting was a bit fake.
On the front line, Xiao Hong was holding the Type 92 heavy machine gun and firing it selflessly. Her expression was ferocious, as if the muzzle of the gun was pointing at her for killing her father.
He took out his binoculars and looked along the direction of the ballistic trajectory. About three hundred meters away, a piece of bluestone the size of a car was being traced.
Soon, a bullet-feeding plate was finished, and the bluestone still stood unscathed in the wind.
The grass under the bluestone is still swaying in the wind, as if a small hand is licking its fingers to stimulate Xiaohong's nerves.
Through the Type 92 optical sight, Xiaohong seemed to have discovered the provocative grass, so she rolled up her sleeves, cursed, and shouted to the puppet soldier beside her, "Change the magazine."
Before the puppet troops could make any move, Xu San picked up a bullet supply plate, opened the bomb bay cover, and installed it, "You want to hit that rock, right?"
"No, I want to fight that Eighth Route Army!" Xiao Hong didn't seem to recognize Xu San's voice and said casually without raising her head too much.
Eighth Route, how can there be such a fucking Eighth Route?
The Second Battalion on the opposite side has long since run away, and now there are just some scarecrows left in the position. Moreover, it is at least one kilometer away from the Second Battalion's position. If you can see it, it's a ghost.
Xu San cursed in his heart, and then asked the puppet soldiers next to him, only to learn that Xiaohong had fired three bullet feed plates, almost a hundred rounds of ammunition, but he didn't hit a single shot, and this was assisted by a scope. Under the circumstances, this hit rate gave Xu San a new understanding of Xiaohong's marksmanship.
A big hand pressed the Type 92 to cover the eyepiece of the scope, blocking Xiaohong's sight. "Actually, it's not that your shooting skills are not good, it's that this gun is not good. The Type 92 design itself has problems, and Mark Qinyibi is rubbish.”
"Yes, yes! It's just that this gun is too broken. If it were Maxim, I could hit it." Xiaohong followed Xu San's words. This time he heard Xu San's voice, so he raised his head He raised his head and said with a flattering smile, "Brother-in-law, can you get me a Maxim?"
"What a beautiful idea! Do you know how much Maxim costs, and the entire Locust Army only has more than 200 troops. Besides, with your small body, can you move it?"
As he spoke, Xu San stretched out his hand, grabbed the armrest of Form 92, and wrapped Xiao Hong into it.
Putting his eyes to the eyepiece, he adjusted the focus, "Type 92 is rarely equipped with a scope. This one can't hit even if it is equipped with a scope. It shows how bad your marksmanship is."
Xiaohong didn't care at all about Xu San's criticism. Instead, she leaned into his arms and nuzzled, "That's not because your teaching is not good, brother-in-law. If you teach me step by step like this, I will definitely be able to do it." Accurate shot."
"Look, this is a knob that adjusts the focus. Before shooting, you need to adjust the reference shooting target. For example, if you want to hit that stone, the stone must be clear in this mirror. Also, your shooting target is in At three hundred meters, the gun needs to be calibrated at this distance."
After saying that, Xu San pulled the trigger.
"Da da da~" Three bursts were fired, and all of them hit the big bluestone in the distance.
"Wow! Brother-in-law, you are so good!" Xiao Hong saw that she had hit the target and immediately grabbed the armrest with joy, "Let me try again."
"This is a heavy machine gun. It has a tripod to offset the recoil. All you need to do is keep your hand holding the gun from shaking. Also, don't fire continuously. There are not many opportunities to use continuous fire on the battlefield. Usually, continuous bursts of fire are enough to suppress the fire."
Xu San taught patiently, while Xiaohong nodded and studied hard like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Da da~"
When he fired again, the bullet accurately landed on the big bluestone.
Seeing the bullet hit the target, Xiaohong jumped up excitedly! "I hit it, I hit it, brother-in-law, you are so powerful."
"Pay attention to concealment!" Xu San said sternly, and then pressed Xiaohong back into the fortification. "The machine gunner is the enemy's key target. Your reckless behavior just now will definitely be called out by the enemy."
"Got it!" Xiao Hong stuck out her tongue and said. (End of chapter)
