Hundreds of millions of cloud explosive bombs were fired at the beginning, and horses were riding on

After all, Zhang Yunqing has never seen these equipment.

When he was a soldier, he used modern weapons.

Things like the MP38 submachine gun have only been seen on TV series.

This was produced by the German Elmar Arsenal in 1938 to meet the needs of armored forces and paratroopers, and was named MP38.

It is easy to use, but the safety setting of the gun is not very good and it is easy to misfire. The MP40 that appeared later was its enhancement.

As soon as Zhang Yunqing touched the submachine gun, the system came to introduce him.

MP38 submachine gun.

MP38

Caliber: 9MM

Muzzle velocity: 381M/S

Scope range: 200M

Theoretical rate of fire: 500 rounds/minute

Launch method: burst

Capacity: 32 rounds

Gun weight: 4.086KG

The effective range is within 200 meters, which is still very good.

Especially when the little devils rush up, firing hundreds of rounds will definitely make them happy to the sky.

"Come on, Dabiao, try this gun. Tighten the safety, it may misfire easily."

With that said, Zhang Yunqing threw the submachine gun to Zhang Dabiao.

The bullet is 9mm, with a large caliber and high lethality, but sometimes the trajectory is not very accurate.

But under the intensive firepower, it was nothing.

It's better than the little devil's 38 big cap.

Zhang Dabiao also loves firearms. He had long heard that the leader had some treasures, but he had not taken them out. Today he finally saw them.

Without saying anything, he picked up the bullets and put them into the magazine, 32 rounds in total.

After filling, open the safety and cock the bolt.

Then he pressed the right shoulder of his body against the butt of the gun, with the muzzle facing an open space in front of him.

Da da da......

Golden bullet shells kept coming out of the submachine gun, and a trace of white smoke rose from the muzzle.

When the surrounding soldiers saw this effect, they all looked excited and couldn't wait to touch it.

What did they use before? The Japanese's 38-meter cover, made in Hanyang, plus a Chinese formal rifle.

Where have I ever come across such good stuff?

There are so many bullets, even if they hit the sky.

"Captain, this gun is really good. I had a great time shooting! It was so fun!"

Zhang Yunqing looked at Zhang Dabiao and couldn't help but give it a try.

However, after just a few shots, bullets are now precious.

The equipment of the new second regiment is the best among the remaining units.

However, even so, the entire group only has less than 40 rounds of ammunition per person.

In comparison, each person on the Little Devil side can have nearly 200 rounds of ammunition during combat.

The equipment such as light and heavy machine guns is several times, even more than ten times that of the Eighth Route Army.

"Have fun... If you have fun, let the soldiers come and get the guns!"

Zhang Yunqing ordered loudly.

"Yes! Captain!"

But Zhang Yunqing took a Mosin-Nagant sniper rifle next to him.

This thing is also a good thing.

An artifact of the Soviets.

At that time, the sharpshooters of the Volunteer Army relied on this Mosin-Nagant rifle without a scope to continuously kill 230 American soldiers on the Chaoxian battlefield.

Mosin Nagant

Zhang Yunqing's marksmanship was already good, and coupled with the original owner's muscle memory, he wouldn't be any worse.

It can't be said that he is a sharpshooter with perfect accuracy.

But it was close.

"Chunsheng, come here and let the people from the second battalion bury these mines!"

Qian Chunsheng is the commander of the second battalion of the New Second Regiment.

Hearing Zhang Yunqing's words, he immediately ran over.

"Chunsheng, have you seen the small flat area in front of you?"

Zhang Yunqing pointed in the direction of the flat land.

"I saw it! Captain!"

Qian Chunsheng is also very clever and has very good command skills.

"Let the engineers from the second battalion go there and bury these fifty German S mines."

"While the little devils are resting, hurry up and don't get discovered by them."

"Yes! Captain! Promise to complete the mission!"

Qian Chunsheng only agreed and did not salute.

There is still a battle going on, and you cannot salute during the battle.

This is also an unwritten rule, because you don't know if there are any kid snipers nearby.

Once you salute, no one knows that the person opposite is an official. If he doesn't hit you, who will hit you?

The little devil himself also had a lieutenant general die because of something like this.

Zhang Yunqing looked at his new second regiment with less than 900 people left.

"It's not the main group, but the number is small. It seems that we will have to strengthen ourselves in the future."

In troubled times, soldiers and horses are the foundation, and strength is the prerequisite for others to respect you.

Wait until the engineers of the second battalion have laid the mines.

The soldiers of the New Second Regiment were all lying inside the fortifications, holding their guns tightly, waiting for the little Japs to rush up.

In addition to the submachine guns and rifles just distributed.

The rest of the soldiers used mostly Chinese-style rifles made in Hanyang, which were rather messy anyway.

There are also about a dozen Type 96 light machine guns and five Czech-style light machine guns.

Four Type 4 heavy machine guns, also called pheasant necks.

Finally, there was movement on the little devil's side.

I saw little devils wearing yellow leather clothes starting to appear one after another in front of the fortifications.

He was holding a Sanba Gaigai in his hand and had already attached his bayonet. He obviously wanted to attack directly and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

"Wait until the little Japs get close before hitting them. You don't have to save bullets, but you can't hit them randomly."

Zhang Yunqing looked at the little devil in front of him, then turned his head and said to the soldiers around him.

There are about 180 Japanese soldiers in this area, which is the standard for a squadron of the Japanese army.

The Japanese climbed up the hillside cautiously, getting closer and closer.

200 meters!

180 meters!

100 meters!

This will happen to enter the area where the S mine is buried.

German S mine

The fuse was placed on the front mine. When the Japanese reached the middle of the mine field, the fuse was broken.

Boom boom boom!

The S mine was instantly bounced to a distance of about 0.8 meters from the ground.

It burst open, and hundreds of steel balls inside instantly scattered around.

Cover almost all of these devils.

The shrapnel penetrated the Japanese's heads and directly severed their brain stems.

Some have blood holes all over their bodies, and blood is constantly flowing.

Some have also had a small hole blown out of their stomachs.

More little devils were hit in the crotch by shrapnel.

From then on, there was no more family happiness.

There was a wailing sound of little devils on the battlefield.

"ah.."

"what..."

"Help me...save me..."

However, no one dares to save them.

Everyone was either killed by the explosion, or they were all lying on the ground wailing, missing an arm or breaking a leg, which was normal.

Of the more than 180 Japanese soldiers, there were only a dozen or so who were not knocked down by the bombing.

Seeing the scene in front of him, with his flesh and blood mangled and his body already disabled, how could he care about the wounded soldiers?

One by one they started running down the mountain.

So embarrassed.

"Hey, congratulations to the host for killing 67 Japanese second-class soldiers and above. The reward is: Mosin-Nagant rifle*100, bullet*! Ocean*1000!"

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