The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Even if they were discovered in the process, they would throw out the border-made grenades in their hands.

They didn't naively expect that they would be able to blow up the artillery turret with these two-and-a-half bombs, but they hoped to use the smoke from the explosion to cover everyone's charge.

After finally rushing to a close distance, it was the big knife in his hand that he slashed at the skulls of the devil and the puppet army.

Of course, the premise is that if they can have the opportunity to engage in melee combat with devils and traitors.

Combining the above multiple task requirements, the members of the melee team need to have strong bodies and arms;

What needs to be explained is that at this time, no one among the netizens chose to sacrifice, and went to the bodies of the three little yellow hairs and took out a lighter.

However, I thought of an alternative method, that is, I plan to pour a horn of gunpowder on the firewood, and fire a shotgun in the past to ignite it.

Isn't this often played out in the plots of TV dramas?

Then, 5 members of the fire support team holding Hanyang Zang started to follow.

Logically speaking, these people actually hid in the back and shot, just to suppress the firepower in the artillery turret.

They know that with their own marksmanship, the accuracy of using these antique broken guns may be a little unsatisfactory.

Therefore, try to shorten the firing distance as much as possible, for example, if you advance to the position of about 100 meters from the gun tower, it is possible to complete your mission.

After Xiaopingtou Original Sin and others also set off, finally Yang Dongli whispered again:

"Brothers, come with me."

After the shouting, this guy took the shell gun, took the Huns and waited for the rest to set off.

In addition to the long shuttle darts in their hands, there is also an explosive pack and a super-long toilet-like thorn mine. These two things are also the most powerful heavy equipment in their hands.

In this way, the netizen army, which still has 26 people left, has taken action.

On the small mound behind them, Hu Biao, who was leaning on the shuttle dart, and the sick little brother swordsman, looked at these warriors who began to charge, and silently sent blessings to their hearts.

God knows why?There may be signs of illness.

Looking at the netizens who set off with their cats on their waists, Hu Biao gently sang a famous festive ballad from the modern plane to express his blessings to his comrades in arms.

It's a pity that the wind is not right, and the song drifted far away in the opposite direction of the gun tower along the autumn wind:

"Congratulations on your longevity and the heavens, and congratulations on your birthday, every year has today..."

And the little brother swordsman, who was inexplicably affected, made a dubbing sound from time to time 'dong dong kong, dong dong dong kong~'

In such an unbeautiful singing voice, something miraculous happened. The bright moonlight in the sky was suddenly covered by a dark cloud.

In the suddenly darkened sky, the actions of a group of netizens seem to be more difficult to detect.

Chapter 12 The first battle of evil ([-])

Efforts to shrink the large and small beer belly, cat waist, feet on various styles of slippers.

There were a total of 26 netizens dressed in cool clothes, holding ridiculous looking weapons. They walked slowly on their toes in the colder air before dawn.

As for what to crawl forward with a tactical move?

Forget it, when they use it to climb to the bottom of the cannon, it might be dawn; in addition, the belly of the white flowers will probably be worn out.

While moving forward, these guys had almost only one thought in their minds:

God bless!I hope that everything will go well in the next time, and I can successfully rush to the bottom of the gun tower all the way, and I will not be discovered halfway.

If it must be found, then hopefully it can be as late as possible.

The reason why they think so is actually very simple:

No one wants to fight against the intense firepower of the gun towers, and launch a storm with difficulty; because that will kill people, or many people will die.

It is a pity that it will be discovered and when will it be discovered.

Everything depends on their opponents, that is, with the sentries on duty on the towers.

After the day suddenly darkened, the searchlights turned on again because the hand-cranked power generation was too tired.

Then, the searchlight that illuminated it was always moving in the direction, and it was not at all like it was played on TV, and it would move in a regular clockwise direction.

As long as you carefully observe it, you can find the rules. For example, if the searchlight moves in a circle for a few minutes, you can know how to avoid it in advance and avoid the beam of the searchlight.

Special!Originally, at the beginning, everyone planned to do this.

As a result, after watching for a while, Jason and others who took the lead in the charge decisively gave up such an idea.

The main reason is that the grandson on the top of the turret, who operates the searchlight, has always controlled the beam of light as he wishes, and performed an irregular Brownian motion.

That is to say, I will look here and there for a while, and I don’t know how to dodge it in advance.

Therefore, when a group of netizens will be discovered, it depends on when they will be illuminated by the beam of that searchlight...

"Thank God, good luck today~"

In the darkness that suddenly darkened, he looked faintly not far ahead, and the assault team member Jason and the others, who were advancing smoothly all the way, still had a distance of about ten meters, and they were able to rush to the position of the barbed wire.

Immediately, Yang Dongli, who was commanding the second half of the attacking team, muttered happily in his heart.

Everyone can sneak all the way to such a position, and the next part of the journey is the most critical time.

As long as the barbed wire is successfully cut off, it will be more than 80 meters away from the top of the cannon tower; even if the whereabouts are discovered by then, a few dead people will be able to rush over in one go.

Of course, if it is not discovered, it is naturally better to be able to rush over so quietly.

As a result, a very speechless scene happened. Yang Dongli's muttering just fell, and the searchlights that had been swaying around suddenly stopped in front of the barbed wire.

I saw that under the illumination of the light, the netizen codenamed 'bacon', according to the division of labor agreed in advance, a pair of very fat arms raised a large blade in his hand, intending to slash at the barbed wire. down.

This is to forcibly open a passage for the people behind him to move on.

Then, when he was irradiated by the abrupt beam of light from the searchlight, the dude narrowed his eyes and stopped the movement of his hands with a confused look.

In fact, it was more than this buddy who was so dumbfounded in an instant. All the netizens behind him, including the sentry on the tower, were all dumbfounded for a while.

The sentry who wants to come upstairs may be ready to be attacked by various opponents such as Guojun, rabbits, and bandits.

But suddenly, they were quite surprised to find such a large group of old men with big pants and small bellies appearing.

Under the huge surprise, these weak chickens of the second-line troops did not react immediately and open fire.

In the end, it was the 'bacon' netizens who could not open their eyes, who were the first to react.

Just like the fighters of the big sword team at Xifengkou, he shouted loudly, breaking the calm of the night:

"Brothers, go, kill the little devil~"

Then, relying on his memory, he slashed the high sword against the barbed wire in front of him, and suddenly a string of faint sparks appeared in the rubbing sound of '呲la~'.

The barbed wire, which was originally taut, quickly bounced toward the two sides, and immediately there was an opening that could accommodate several people entering and exiting at the same time.

It was also such a scene that the personnel on both sides reacted.

In general, the response of the defenders on the artillery tower was so fast that in the scream of 'てきしゅう' (enemy attack), a crisp gunshot sounded.

Almost at the moment when the gun rang, everyone clearly saw a conspicuous blood flower on the front and back of the bacon's somewhat rounded belly.

It was a 6.5*50mm Arisaka rifle bullet fired by Sanba Dagai, which directly pierced the belly of this unlucky bastard under its famous penetrating power.

After a huge tremor all over his body, the bacon netizen who was swaying his arms and planning to continue slashing the barbed wire, clasped his stomach with one hand and slowly collapsed to the ground.

Specifically, no one knows whether the bacon is dead or not, but one thing is certain: this guy's participation in this battle is basically over.

Upon seeing this, he knew that Yang Dongli, who had been completely exposed, was already an unlucky bacon netizen.

He raised his hand and aimed a shot at the turret. As a result, under the unexpected recoil from his wrist, the bullets shot did not know where to go.

What's even more embarrassing is that when the bullet casing that bounced high fell, it landed on Yang Dongli's neck. Then it slid down his neck and fell into his big T-shirt.

good guy!It was really hot and painful, Yang Dongli's mouth was a little crooked at that time~

But even so, when Yang Dongli resisted the stinging pain in the lower part of his neck, he shouted frantically:

"Brothers rush up and kill these little devils and traitors, and the relevant personnel should not forget their tasks."

In such a roar, all the netizens were like frightened antelopes, madly rushing towards the gun tower.

At present, they are less than 100 meters away from the gun turret; at such a distance, under normal circumstances, it only takes 10 seconds or so, they can rush to the safer gun turret.

However, at this critical moment, a light machine gun with a crooked handle on the gun tower.

That is to say, in the serious title, it is called the 'Taisho [-] light machine gun'. From a certain shooting hole on the second floor, a long string of flames was sprayed at the charging netizens.

At the same time, in several shooting holes nearby, the fire of rifles also appeared one after another.

It seems that the luck of the netizens is good. There is no 'pheasant neck' type [-] heavy machine gun in the gun tower, which can be regarded as good news.

The problem is that soon, everyone bitterly found that even with the current firepower, they couldn't stand it.

Say it!If you have a choice, netizens who are accustomed to seeing pictures and data of various advanced firearms on the Internet simply do not despise the poorly designed light machine guns such as crooked handles, and the fire sticks such as bolt-action rifles.

Without him, the firepower density is not enough.

Something like a crooked handle can easily say a bunch of shortcomings.

For example, the bomb press of this kind of broken gun is an open structure, which cannot prevent sand and dust from entering the gun machine, and it will jam at every turn.

Even if the bullets are oiled to improve it, it's nonsense to think about this kind of thing in a fierce battle.

However, when many shooting holes on the gun tower opened fire, a group of netizens suddenly felt that bullets were raining on the battlefield, especially the crooked machine gun they disliked. .

Even when they were charging, they actually opened the distance from their companions intentionally in an unorthodox three-three formation.

But after a blink of an eye, two more netizens were shot.

One of the netizens was shot in the neck, and even at the first moment, the buddy covered the wound with his fingers; but after an instant, a lot of blood flowed out from his fingers.

How many young and middle-aged people in the modern plane can have this kind of experience?

Feeling the severe pain in the neck and a lot of warm blood on the palms, the netizens who were shot screamed in horror.

"Help, help, help me, I was shot, I don't want to die~"

That terrifying cry for help intertwined with the continuous gunfire, for a while, I don't know how many of these rookies who grew up in the era of peace felt an uncontrollable urge to urinate on their bladders.

If it were changed to other times, these invincible people would probably have already run away.

It's just that they already know that this attack is their only chance; in addition, things like fighting small Japan can always give the Chinese gentlemen some courage BUFF bonuses.