Heroes of the War of Resistance

Qin Tianyou, the squad leader of the third squad who had just finished reloading a clip, saw Hu Biao who was approaching the machine gun position, he was only slightly taken aback, and then asked a question with concern.However, in this case, it seems that it is not suitable for idle talk.

After replacing a magazine, Qin Tianyou started to shoot crazily again.And Hu Biao, who was lying on the window at the moment, could clearly see those little devils walking forward outside the window when he raised his head a little.By the looks of it, the battle is indeed intense!

Chapter 2 Bloody Battle Four Lines

As one of the three most elite German weapon masters of the National Revolutionary Army, the First Battalion of the Tenth Division, the Fifth and Fourth Regiment, which was ordered to guard the Sixing Warehouse, was equipped with quite good weapons and equipment.But the Japanese army blocking the attack at this moment is also not an ordinary person.

The Japanese army, who originally planned to end the Battle of Songhu in three days, actually did not expect the National Revolutionary Army to be so tenacious.From the fact that only a group of marines were dispatched earlier, now several elite main combat divisions have been transferred from the North China battlefield to participate in the battle.

Even so, the war that lasted for nearly three months still made the Japanese commanders angry.Facing the First Battalion of the [-]th Regiment, which defended the Sixing Warehouse and resisted tenaciously, the Japanese army also issued an order that it must be wiped out as soon as possible.

The reason is that across the river from Sixing Warehouse is the public concession.Fighting under the noses of the foreigners, the little devil actually felt aggrieved and could not use heavy artillery and aerial bombs, for fear of annoying the foreigners in the International Settlement.

Hu Biao, who was lying on the fortifications, held the Mauser rifle in his hand, which was called an "antique" to him, but his eyes began to search for the target he was about to shoot.To his surprise, the attacking little devil's tactics were very good.

Thinking of the Japanese invaders at this time, most of them had undergone strict military training, and most of the soldiers of the main battle divisions had rich practical experience.In comparison, the strength of the National Revolutionary Army is indeed much inferior.

Locking on a little devil who was rushing forward from a hundred meters away, Hu Biao fired his first shot in this era.The gunshot rang out, and the little devil lying in the ruins downstairs was still fine, which made Hu Biao blush somewhat.

"mmp, what about a headshot? The way the script is opened is obviously wrong!"

As a veteran with rich practical experience, Hu Biao really did not expect that the first shot in this era would miss the target.If those old comrades in the previous life knew about it, they would probably laugh at him for the rest of his life!

After all, as a former special soldier and later a powerful mercenary, Hu Biao has experienced actual combat, I am afraid he can't remember how many times. Biqugexx shooting is something that is ingrained in his bones.

But when the shot was missed, Hu Biao also realized that he was not as nb as he imagined.Most importantly, the rifle he was using at the moment was one he had never used before.If you don't work hard, it is really possible to capsize in the gutter.

After hesitating for a while, Hu Biao finally concentrated his energy and continued to aim at the little devil who was constantly looking for cover and trying to approach the warehouse.After calculating the pace of the opponent's advance, Hu Biao resolutely opened fire when the little devil jumped out of the bunker.

With a "snap" gunshot, a blood flower bloomed on the chest of the little devil, and finally fell powerlessly in the ruins.Seeing this scene, Hu Biao said with a little satisfaction: "Well, yes, the business has finally opened! The first kill was successful!"

After firing two shots, Hu Biao had more shooting experience with the most famous Mauser rifle in World War II.After moving the muzzle of the gun, Hu Biao was calm and calm, shooting one after another the little devils who approached the warehouse.

Huang Ershuan, the soldier who delivered the bullets for him, said happily: "Brother Biao, you are really good! You have killed several little devils!"

"What's this! The little devil is also carrying a head on his shoulders, and he's still dead with a single shot!"

"That's right! Hu Dabiao, you're good! Earlier I thought you were good at shooting with a machine gun, but I didn't expect your marksmanship to be so good. I just took a look at it. The little devil who died under your gun is probably There are almost four or five, right?"

"Hello, company commander! The little devils smashed me with shells. If you don't show them how powerful they are, they really think I'm easy to bully!"

Facing the company commander Lei Xiong who suddenly applauded behind him, Hu Biao didn't reply modestly.In fact, Hu Biao, who was aiming and shooting, had already seen Lei Xiong standing behind him to observe.

Although I feel that this change in marksmanship is different from Hu Biao in the past.But in such a battlefield, the better the marksmanship, the more popular it is with officers.Occasionally showing a little limelight, Hu Biao felt that it would help deepen his impression in the eyes of the officers.

"Yes! That's right, you need this kind of morale! Fight hard, and after this battle is over, I will treat you to a drink!"

Lei Xiong, who praised Hu Biao a lot, didn't know if he would be alive in the future.But for Lei Xiong, a veteran with superb marksmanship is still very useful for defending the position in charge of the machine gun company.

Even if the machine gun is more of a machine gunner, the rifleman is just as important.With the presence of a rifleman, it can also fill in for the machine gunner at any time.As long as the little devils are not allowed to get too close to the warehouse, the machine gunner's casualties can also be greatly reduced.

Although the machine gun company had a cover, after two days of fighting, Lei Xiong already knew that the closer the distance, the more accurate the little devil's marksmanship.Even if the little devil was downstairs, he still relied on his precise marksmanship to shoot and kill the machine gunner who accidentally showed up.

Not long after Lei Xiong left the position of the third squad, the captain of the little devil who was in charge of commanding the attack, looked at the attacking soldiers who kept falling, and said angrily: "Gah, these damned Chinese troops! Send me an order to continue!" fire!"

Accompanied by the infantry artillery erected by the little devil, they continued to shell the positions guarded by the machine gun company.Many soldiers in the machine gun position also had to bow their heads to avoid shells.Fortunately, the window area is not large, and the effect of the little devil's shelling is not ideal.

In addition, the Four Lines Warehouse was built extremely strong, and ordinary mountain artillery and infantry artillery shells did not have much impact on the wall.But under the cover of shelling, the little devil launched a new round of attacks.

Looking at the dead soldiers who fell down from time to time and were quickly dragged away, Hu Biao, who was lying on the ground, was also very moved. These soldiers seemed not as incompetent as he imagined.At least at this moment, these soldiers are very brave and tenacious.

Looking at the comrades who fell down from time to time, many soldiers continued to shoot at the Japanese attacking below even though they were cursing their mothers.Under such circumstances, it was very difficult for the little devil to attack.

At this moment, Hu Biao saw a group of little devils suddenly appearing in front of him, pushing a simple tin cart, and kept approaching the position defended by the machine gun company.The machine gun bullets hit the iron baffle, which seemed to have little effect.

Hu Biao, who was lying on the ground, soon heard the company commander Lei Xiong shout: "Damn, where are our mortars? Why don't they fire?"

"Company commander, the distance is too close, the artillery can't fire at all!"

"Then find a way to kill these damned little devils, and don't let them get closer! Aim, keep fighting!"

Hu Biao, who also saw this scene, thought for a while and said, "Er Shuan, find some grenades for me!"

"Brother Biao, do you have a solution?"

"Bring the grenade first, and I will deal with these little devils!"

"Okay, you wait, I'll go find the grenade!"

After a while, Huang Ershuan found some grenades and handed them to Hu Biao.Seeing that he was at the window, a little far away from the group of little devils pushing the iron sheet to attack, Hu Biao moved his position with a grenade in his hand.

When he came to the window of the fifth class guard, Hu Biao looked at the distance and said: "The fifth class leader, please stop for a while, I will try!"

"Biaozi, can you kill them?"

"Give it a try! Get back a little bit!"

Although I don't really believe that Hu Biao has the ability to use grenades to deal with these little devils who are carrying the iron barrier.But the previous machine gun did not have any effect, and the fifth squad leader thought it would be okay to try.

"Squad leader, tear off a few sandbags, so I can throw them hard!"

"Are you really good? If you remove the sandbag, the little devil can shoot better!"

"It's okay! Just work for a while, if you don't kill these little devils who carry iron plates, we will be in trouble!"

As the two sandbags were moved away, Hu Biao glanced at the distance between the little devil and himself below.Holding a grenade in his hand, he didn't throw it out immediately after the fuse was pulled.

Instead, he held the grenade in his hand and let it sizzling. Seeing this scene, the soldier next to him shouted in a dumbfounded way: "Hu Dabiao, hurry up and throw the grenade, the grenade is about to explode!"

After a delay of two seconds, Hu Biao threw the grenade out the window.Ignoring the situation of the little devil outside the window, Hu Biao fired grenades one after another in the same way, and threw them all over the little devil in a delayed manner.

Sure enough, the machine gunner at the window next to him quickly shouted: "Down! The little devil is down! Big Biaozi, you are amazing!"

There were also soldiers who threw grenades before, but the grenades that exploded on the ground still couldn't hurt the little devil behind the iron baffle.But the delayed grenade exploded directly from the air.

In this way, shrapnel covers the blast zone directly below.It's normal for the little devil who didn't cover his head to be hit by grenade shrapnel.But the delay of the grenade is something that ordinary soldiers really dare not do.

If this thing is not well grasped, the grenade may explode in the hand.In contrast to Hu Biao's words, through the memory of the former owner, he knew how long the grenade could last, so he boldly tried it once.

As long as the time delay and the speed of throwing are mastered, Hu Biao thinks that the risk is actually not that great.With a series of grenades thrown out, the group of little devils who were approaching the warehouse could only retreat powerlessly in the end.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers guarding the position were naturally happy.On the other hand, after throwing the grenade, he found that the little devil finally dared not move on, so Hu Biao returned to his previous position and continued the task of hunting devil soldiers!

It has to be said that Hu Biao felt physically and mentally happy watching the little devils falling under the guns.This kind of pleasure made Hu Biao suddenly feel that traveling through this time and space is not as bad as he imagined!

Chapter 3 State-owned dead soldiers

From waking up to participating in the battle, and then taking a rest after taking turns, Hu Biao, who was eating with soybeans in his helmet, seemed a bit dazed. Biqugexx just saw other soldiers eating very vigorously, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow the food in the helmet into his stomach.