The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

And here on Bajialing, there are still a lot of wild bamboos.

So when a devil who didn't know whether it was unlucky or lucky was hit by a bullet flying from the ground and hit the left chest.

The devil who yelled like killing a pig finally calmed down.

It is worth mentioning that the woman like Dayang Ma Baixiang, who has an excited expression when she fires, is also deft when operating the M2 Browning heavy machine gun.

It is also quite accurate on the aiming head, with each long burst, one or two devils can be knocked down.

It showed her rich experience and accuracy in the operation of heavy machine guns.

After seeing such a scene, Hu Biao silently praised such a tough girl in his heart.

The problem is, only the sinner who temporarily replaced the interpreter and acted as the deputy shooter for the big white elephant heard the muttering of this girl:

"The M2 Browning heavy machine gun, it's still uncomfortable not being able to pick it up and shoot it.

After my old lady has the blood power and can withstand the recoil of this thing, I will definitely charge and rush with this thing, and kill these grandchildren~"

He thought of a woman as majestic as a big black bear, charging with a heavy machine gun.

Immediately, such a sense of picture immediately made the criminal's mentality not so healthy, and his scalp became numb.

Just like that, under the crossfire of such two heavy firepower, the devils who were exposed under the searchlight were instantly knocked down and their bodies were torn apart.

Such a battle is almost over at the beginning.

Chapter 285 The rookie's first test (5) [Add 10/[-] for Xufeng]

The short battle ended after it started.

Under the light of the flares above his head, he could see those strange-looking weapons at the positions next to the corpses of those devils.

Immediately, Xu Feng, whose eyes were bare, was about to rush out and capture a devil's Type [-] submachine gun for use.

The main reason is that he thinks that the Type 50 submachine gun with a long arc-shaped magazine might be the legendary [-]-round magazine.

There are as many as 50 rounds of bullets in the magazine, and it’s cool to use it like this.

With such a thought in mind, he looked down on the M1 carbine in his hand even more.

It's just that his whole body was jumping up, and suddenly he found that his ankle was grabbed by someone, and the person who held him was quite strong, completely hindering Xufeng's work.

As a result, the poor Xu Feng fell back into the trench with a 'Duang~'.

That is to say, this product has rough skin and thick flesh now, so there is nothing wrong with such a heavy fall.

And the person who did such a thing is of course Hu Biao; of course, there is a reason for him to do so.

That was in his line of sight, there were thirty or forty devils faintly appearing like ghosts.

They wore black helmets on their heads, and in addition to a black vest, they were also covered with a lot of weeds and branches as camouflage.

So when these special devils came up to them like this, if they didn't have the flare above their heads, it would be really difficult to spot them.

This is also the biggest reason why Hu Biao held Xu Feng back and didn't let him rush out so recklessly.

After Xu Feng got up from the trench with a disheveled face, he just wanted to swear at Hu Biao.

Hu Biao said in a low voice, but blocked all the subsequent words from this guy's mouth: "Okay! The investigation about these rookies has officially started, help keep an eye on them, don't let them It hangs up easily."

After hearing the words, Xu Feng seemed to have thought of something, and a look of anticipation appeared on his face...

After letting himself take a deep breath, he lay down on the Chinese characters in the trench, and put the butt of the Garand semi-automatic rifle firmly on his shoulder.

It can be regarded as ready to bear the recoil of this thing after firing.

Then, he tried to recall some of the rifle shooting experience he learned in the shooting range in Southeast Asia.

For example, try to be as calm as possible, and never be nervous; aim at three points and one line, keep your hand steady when shooting, and pay attention not to shake the muzzle of the gun.

While repeating these contents in his head, he tried to put a devil who was more than 100 meters away into the front sight, and then prepared to fire his first shot in the battle.

Yes, that's right!At such a time now, it is too late to shoot Chinese characters.

The main reason is that the previous battle happened too briefly.

When Jason, Xiling and other veterans fired two or three shots one after another, he had time to open Garland's insurance in his hand.

Then Hu Biao's cursing "cease fire" was clearly transmitted to his ears.

At such a time, there were no targets for him to shoot on the battlefield.

What the hell!I don't know what's going on, but at the moment when the gunfire sounded like frying beans, it seemed that his hands and feet couldn't control the Chinese characters, and this result appeared.

After the short battle ended, his mood was extremely complicated.

While being a little relaxed, he was also resentful that his performance at that time was too bad, and secretly vowed to show off in the next battle.

Then, he got his wish!

Soon after, such a battle continued; after thirty or forty devils reappeared, under the cover of several 99-type light machine guns,

While advancing slowly, they shot at each other on the ground here.

Needless to say, these strangely dressed devils have obviously different fighting power.

Under the attack of two M2 Browning heavy machine guns, one MG42 general-purpose machine gun, and a lot of light and heavy firepower, those devils did not collapse on the spot.

With quite agility, he hid some obstacles and shot at this side.

Under the counterattack of firing from time to time, the bullets they counterattacked were quite accurate and threatening, and the firepower gradually became thinner because everyone on the ground needed to dodge.

Finally, after aiming for about 10 seconds or so, the Chinese characters finally became a little bit sure.

"Go to hell! Little devil~" He muttered this sentence with a smirk on his face, and then he pulled the trigger on his fingertips.

After a moment, he felt the solid feeling of the Garand, an old-fashioned rifle, when the butt was heavily loaded on his shoulder the moment he fired the shot.

Then, and then this shot just missed, and the hard aiming process before the Chinese character seemed to have no effect at all.

With his hopeful bullet, he shot a string of sparks on a rock in front of the devil.

Not only did he not hurt his opponent, but the devil who felt threatened immediately fired a swarm of bullets in his direction.

This is also the first time that Chinese characters have the experience of being fired at themselves.

At that time, in his head, a terrified voice was roaring: "Quickly squat down and retract into the trench."

But under such a voice, Mao's usually nimble hands and feet seemed to be in constant motion, making him like a sand sculpture, still lying on the spot stupidly.

Fortunately, at such a time, when the bamboo leaf beside him was squatting down, Xinshou gave him a hand.

About Zhuye taking him in the battle and taking care of him, it was arranged before the battle.

Specifically, as early as 10 o'clock when he was assigning combatants, Hu Biao asked them rookies to choose one of the veterans to follow the battle for a while.

It can also be regarded as bringing the new with the old, making it easier for them to pass through the fastest novice period of death.

Without thinking about it, the Chinese characters at that time chose Zhuye, a not-so-old old bird, to follow.

The reason is simple, Zhuye, a middle-aged man who seems to be honest and friendly, should be a serious and responsible type, and he will not discount the commander Hu Biao's explanation.

Sure enough, the choice of Chinese characters at that time has saved his life now.

As a result of Zhuye pulling him, he didn't have a helmet on his head, and he hit an ammunition box in the trench all at once, and his face was full of gold stars on the spot.

In the short process before, Hanzi could even feel the bullet hit the position where he was, and the aroused sand hit his face with a dull pain.

And the bullets 'swish' flying over the scalp, the feeling of shame that the scalp is numb, and there is a faint feeling of urinating between the legs.

But no matter what, he still survived such a process.

It's just such an experience, it's not wonderful enough, suddenly the Chinese characters don't want to be so exciting, he kind of thinks back to the boring and boring life in the modern plane.

At least in that kind of life, he feels very safe.

The problem is that at such a time, many things are no longer based on his personal will.

When he was squatting in the trench, he felt so emotional in his heart that he had seen through life and the true meaning of life.

The bamboo leaf next to him kicked over and cursed:

"Dead or not? If you are not dead, get up and continue firing. I will tell you a little trick, the more cowardly you are on the battlefield and the more afraid of death, the faster you will die."

At this moment, Zhuye, there is no trace of honesty on his face.

Under such urging and stimulation, Hanzi picked up the Garand semi-automatic rifle, let out a howl that surprised even himself, and lay down on the trench again.

Then in desperation, he greeted the eight bullets in the gun chamber one by one.

At the moment when the steel double-column magazine automatically popped out of the gun chamber after the bullet was fired, Hanzi was pleasantly surprised to see the first result of his life.

It was a devil who was charging, with a black helmet on his head, and he was actually hit by a bullet from himself.

It's just that the devil who had been shot in the head miraculously didn't fall to the ground on the spot; instead, he looked like a big rooster whose neck had been cut.

He continued to rush forward a few more steps before he fell headlong to the ground.

Chapter 286 The first test of the rookies ([-])

Amidst the muffled sound of 'Boom~', a 60mm caliber mortar shell flew out of the gun bore.

After less than two seconds of flying time in the air, when it fell, it would hide behind a big rock and fight back against the two devils.

Among them was a devil second lieutenant, who was thrown out on the spot.

Then, such a battle that lasted about 3 minutes before and after, was regarded as the death of all the devils in a small team, and it came to an end.

Looking at the bloody battlefield that can be described by the adjective bloody and bloody.

After Hu Biao showed a playful smile on his face, he immediately issued a series of orders:

"Xi Ling, old J, AT, you three go to put down the whistle, don't be attacked by the devils.

Zhuye, Zhuifeng, Xufeng, Feiying, and Fatzhi took the newcomers you took care of to clean the battlefield and let them 'get rich'.

The rest of the people hurriedly strengthened the fortifications. I thought that such a small number of people from the devil just now were just the vanguard of the Songshan Detachment. I guess there will be more intense battles later. "

More intense battles, in the eyes of veterans who have experienced battles, that's all there is to it.