The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

A little further back, the soldiers of the first company and the second company of the supplementary regiment, seeing the current huge crisis of their own regiment, naturally wanted to desperately support them.

But in the face of the devil's fierce machine gun fire, every action they made would be suppressed.

In front of the devil's position, there are already one or two hundred corpses of the supplementary regiment lying on their stomachs. Judging from their wide walk, Hu Biao can see this picture in his eyes:

Facing the position that could not be attacked for a long time, and the huge casualties of his men, Wu Tuanzuo led his men to charge in person.

As a result, the position was not laid down, but I fell into a huge predicament; I had no choice but to let the cannon fodder and miscellaneous fishes of the Seventh Company be informed...

After seeing the battlefield situation clearly, Hu Biao knew that it was impossible to delay any longer.

In case at any time, Wu Wenting and Wu Tuanzuo were killed by a bullet from the devil, then this mission is completely over.

Facing the fact that they were only 200 meters away from the battlefield, Hu Biao first yelled at Yang Dongli:

"Old Yang, didn't you brag to me that you have a lot of research on protecting political leaders? Now, it's time for you to use these strange knowledge.

Bring a few people to rescue our Wu Tuanzuo from that damned place. "

Facing Hu Biao's order, Yang Dongli didn't hesitate, and immediately called out a few names: "Xufeng, Qingshan, Shi Polu, you three come with me."

From Lao Yang's roll call, it can be seen that this guy is actually quite methodical about his mission.

The reason for saying this is that Xu Feng with a big ax has always been recognized as the best and strongest meat shield in the team; and Qing Shan and Shi Polu are both Ah SIRs of the modern plane professionally.

When it comes to the means of killing, these two people can only be regarded as average among the veterans in the team.

But the protector, because of his own profession, is better than other people in the team, isn't he?

Seeing Xu Feng block the big ax in front of his head to act as an arrow, while Lao Yang and others formed a three-person team and prepared to keep up with the scene.

Hu Biao withdrew his eyes, and yelled at the rest of the team:

"Old rules! Warehouse manager is in charge of sniping, Frost you go to help him, Bacon and King Kong, Excavator, and Dichlorvos are in charge of operating mortars, original sin, battle song, ashtray, and light and heavy machine gun fire cover.

correct!Young master, Liu Hui, and Heitantou, the three of you will serve as their deputy shooters.

The rest, follow me and rush up together; pay attention, this time it must be a team battle, the opponent must be in it, everyone should be smart and take your time. "

In Hu Biao's arrangement, it can be clearly seen that there is obvious care for the 7 rookies this time.

The main reason is that Hu Biao couldn't do anything about it, because except for Frost, a PLA veteran, the others were not even good at using firearms, let alone tactical actions.

So, instead of letting them die worthless, the others might as well be left to play a little bit.

Under Hu Biao's order, the No. 7 people of the 57th Company acted according to the instructions, and they officially joined the battle.

The remaining 10 members of the Zhongzhou team are the fishing team and the hunting team.

Now Hu Biao's only hope is that everyone has developed a tacit understanding during the long-term battle, so that these people are rushing here at this moment, and they can join the battle in time...

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After fighting so many battles together, there must be a tacit understanding among the official members of the Zhongzhou team.

In fact, after hearing the system's mission, the veterans made the decision to immediately approach the battlefield and join the battle.

Even because they are far away from the battlefield, there is actually no reason why they are far away.

The time when they actually arrive on the battlefield will not be delayed any longer; there is just a saying, 'plans don't change fast'.

A sudden situation caused the ten team members to be a little surprised.

Specifically, let's go back in time a little bit:

"By the way, my old Chu's fishing skills are still good. You can't blame me for the air force. If you want to blame, you can blame those electric fish for being too powerful, which makes the fish in the river too few."

About ten minutes ago, Lao Chu looked at a string of various miscellaneous fish in an ugly fish basket woven from willow sticks, and started chattering happily in his mouth.

I don't know if it's because there are so many fish in the river these days.

Uncle Chu, Husky, Po Gong, Bog, Yang Zai, and Hanzi made a simple fishing rod with some thin bamboo poles, silk threads, and sewing needles.

I dug up some earthworms as bait, and originally planned to try a little bit to see if they could solve some nutritional problems for the team.

As a result, Uncle Chu alone caught a lot of crucian carp, carp, catfish, and yellow spicy fish all morning. Although the weight of each fish was not heavy, if they were all added up, they would at least exceed fifteen or six catties.

In addition, Po Luo, an old comrade, can be regarded as No. 2, catching small miscellaneous fish that can weigh more than ten catties.

Others have also gained more or less, most of them are like huskies who can catch three to five catties, and the least Yang Zai also has that much more than one catty.

If they all add up, there are nearly forty catties of miscellaneous fish.

It can be said that even with the addition of those child soldiers, everyone in the 7th company at noon can have a good bowl of milky fish soup.

In addition, although Yang Zai is not good at fishing, the luck of this shipment is good, but he caught a big bastard of about ten catties, this is a thing, it can be said that whoever eats it will know.

Facing such a harvest, Uncle Chu and Po Luo, the two eldest brothers of the Central Continent team.

When they thought of the bright smiling faces of the dolls who called them "Uncle~" while drinking fish soup, their hearts softened inexplicably.

no way!Whoever calls their children are actually at this age.

When I saw these child soldiers for a while, I always had a more special feeling in my heart than Hu Biao and other young people.

And the reason why until now, these people have not returned.

The main reason is that breakfast is usually served at 9 o'clock these days, and lunch is after 2 noon; because of python and husky, they want to return a little more miscellaneous fish, and then they can grill fish to eat .

But at such a moment, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in their heads.

After the voice died down, Po Luo, as the oldest big brother among the veterans of the team, only hesitated for three seconds at most, and roared in his mouth:

"Take your weapons, throw away everything else, and immediately go to the northern side of Songzi Mountain to support~"

"Fish? What should I do with these fish?" Uncle Chu instinctively looked at the only bumper harvest in the fish basket beside him.

"No, I don't want all of them." After saying something in his mouth, he picked up a broken gong made in Hanyang and started to run first.

At the same time, Xi Ling, who originally had two rabbits hanging from his shoulders, one left and one right, also made the same move.

Throwing away the rabbit garbage that was treated as a treasure in the first minute, he greeted the others, and went to the battlefield to support him.

Because everyone in the fishing team is a little closer in distance.

Not long after, the position where Hu Biao and others were building fortifications appeared in front of Po Luo and others; the infant soldiers on the position were still in great depression because they could not go to the battlefield. .

Chapter 643 2.5 Hours ([-])

At 12:06, the Zhongzhou team officially joined the battlefield, and was directly divided into several attacking groups, each of which started to attack different targets.

Hiding behind a Guojun corpse whose brains were scattered everywhere because his skull was smashed, Cang Guan steadily picked up a Type [-] sniper rifle in his hand.

Keep trying to lock on to a trickier target.

In a sub-fort about 400 meters away from him, a crooked light machine gun was firing, and a shooter in a shit-yellow military uniform.

During the whole process, the corpse in front of him, which was extremely terrifying and disgusting to ordinary people, did not cause any trouble to the warehouse manager at all.

The reason is simple, after many fierce battles.

Greasy Cangguan, who usually laughs and laughs in the team, has already developed a strong enough psychological quality.

What is a dead man with his head smashed out? In his long sniper career, the warehouse manager has experienced more disgusting sniper positions.

And the [-]-type sniper rifle in Cangguan's hand was a new weapon that he just exchanged from the system mall after hearing Hu Biao's reimbursement.

The reason why the [-]-style sniper rifle was chosen was because after so many tasks were completed, the so-called five mainstream sniper rifles during World War II.

Such as the 98K of the German stick, the Springfield 1903 type of the soldier, the M1C Garland semi-automatic, the Lee Enfield of John's family, and the Mosin Nagant, these are sniper models of various rifles.

In the many tasks before and after, it can be said that the warehouse manager has played it all over.

However, in the end, according to his personal hobbies and habits, he still exchanged for a 2.5 cover with a [-]x lens.

The main reason is that this little devil's rifle has a smaller caliber, which not only has enough range when shooting, but also has a smaller and more concealed flame on the muzzle.

It is convenient for the warehouse manager to go out to shoot black guns when he does not go to bed early at night.

In contrast to Cang Guan's calm expression, Frost's stomach was churning violently, and it seemed that in the next second, he was about to vomit out of control.

The reason is simple, no matter how hard he has experienced in training in his previous PLA career.

There was no way to blow a head off, and the brains splashed to the corpses everywhere, appearing as a scene where he was about to take cover.

So, when he was following the old bird who took him with him, he took part in the first real battle in his life with a Garand semi-automatic rifle that was assigned to him.

I don't know if the warehouse manager chose such a shooting position on purpose.

Anyway, when Frost lay on the ground, about 20 centimeters in front of her was a half-skull, and a strong smell of blood could be smelled in her nostrils.

For a moment, Frost felt bad all over.

In the end, the Devil's machine gunner, who was in charge of the warehouse in the sub-fort, revealed a little figure from the narrow shooting hole, and decisively pulled the trigger with his fingertips.

After a crisp gunshot, the tongue of fire that was still shooting out from the shooting hole a second before it calmed down immediately...

At the same time, King Kong let go of the mortar he was holding, and at the same time as the shell quickly slid down towards the bottom of the barrel, he quickly squatted down to the ground.

During this process, one of his left hands did not forget to touch the gun barrel.

And in the muffled sound of "咚～", an 80mm mortar shell flew out at the same time.

King Kong just stood up, and the excavator had already delivered a fuzed shell. King Kong took it and stuffed it into the barrel again, causing the mortar to start a round of rapid fire.

The fortress built by the devils in the Songshan Fortress is abnormally strong, and even a direct hit from a thick pipe with a diameter of 150 mm will not have any major effect.

So King Kong's 80mm mortar, of course, can't blow up this hard turtle shell.

It's just that the current combat purpose of the mortar support team is to let the firepower in one of the sub-forts cease fire for a while, so as to win a little chance for Hu Biao and the others.

Sure enough, after a round of bacon carefully adjusted the mortar shells at the muzzle and greeted it.

The 80mm caliber shell accurately landed in front of the firing hole of another sub-fortress, at most a little more than one meter in front of it.

After the cannonball exploded, the splashed shrapnel hit the sub-fort densely, and there was a burst of 'jingling~' immediately.

Among them, no one in the Zhongzhou team knew whether the shrapnel splashed into the narrow shooting hole and successfully killed the devil machine gunner inside.

But at least in an instant, the firepower of a [-]-type light machine gun in Zibao was directly stopped.

And at a heavy machine gun firepower point not far from the mortar position, Yuan Sin even operated the Min [-] heavy machine gun, and the [-] type heavy machine gun in the mother castle. There was a shootout.

Thanks to the original sin's powerful marksmanship, a heavy machine gun team with a [-]-type heavy machine gun covered by a fortress.