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Chapter 32: Each Break

"Bang..." A crisp sound of gunfire from the 38th bulb cut through the tranquility of the night and rang in Zougang Village.

The machine gunner, who was holding the handle of the Japanese heavy machine gun, didn't even say a word, was directly shot and fell on the machine gun.

"Baga, the enemy attacks, fight back quickly!" A sergeant on the position shouted loudly.

The deputy shooter moved the body of the machine gunner away, held the handle of the machine gun and fired a string of bullets into the place where the gun had just been fired.

However, Wang Ping, who had just shot the Japanese in the headshot, had already hid behind the solid stone wall and moved to the side under the cover of the stone wall. The Japanese heavy machine gun that was firing did not achieve any results except wasting bullets.

At this moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded in another yard dozens of meters away from Wang Ping.

Nine rifles fired nine bullets into the Japanese heavy machine gun position together. Although these riflesmen have poor shooting skills, the heavy machine gun deputy shooter who is hitting heavy machine guns was still shot out with several blood holes, and then turned into a corpse with despair!

After the nine riflemen fired bullets, they hid behind the yard wall like Wang Ping, and then moved to another shooting position that had been originally scheduled.

When the Japanese re-replaced machine gunners began to fire wildly at the position where the gun had just been fired, the nine riflesmen had disappeared without a trace, and the flying bullets could not even touch them.

At this time, Wang Ping had moved to a new shooting position. Seeing that the Japanese heavy machine gun fire was attracted, Wang Ping immediately seized the opportunity to shoot.

The gunshot sounded, and the third heavy machine gun shooter who had just replaced the Japanese fell down and turned into a corpse.

When the Japanese's new heavy machine gunner held the machine gun handle and fired at the position where Wang Ping had just shot, the nine riflemen who moved to the new position fired fire and directly opened several blood holes on the Japanese.

After the fourth Japanese machine gunner appeared, Wang Ping fired.

After the fifth and last machine gunner appeared, nine riflemen fired.

Under the cover of night, Wang Ping and the other nine riflemen cooperated with each other, constantly shifting their shooting positions, and not giving the Japanese a chance to counterattack. In just two minutes, all the five machine gunners next to the heavy machine gun turned into corpses.

At the same time, Zhong Yusheng, Zhang Qing, and a squad leader each led six riflemen to attack the three crooked machine gun positions in the other three directions of the yard in the same way.

Because the guards were too elusive and the Japanese were not strong enough, even the limited troops were distributed.

Under the sneak attacks of each of the guards, they had no room for fighting back and were directly destroyed.

After the first gunshot sounded, the squad leader of the Japanese lieutenant who was left behind the wounded barracks was awakened suddenly, and then rushed out of the room to command the wounded barracks who could still move the wounded barracks to prepare for combat.

After more than 20 still-moving wounded soldiers climbed up the city wall, the team leader sounded the guard post he had arranged outside the village.

But he heard the gunshots all sounded in the village, and the guard posts he had arranged around him did not move at all.

His face turned pale: "Baga, something must have happened to the guard post we set up outside the village! Without them, the combat effectiveness of the defensive troops will definitely be greatly reduced!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream rang in his ear.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army is attacking our machine gun position, and our machine gunners have suffered heavy losses!"

"Nani?" The captain quickly looked at the battlefield. In an instant, a scene that shocked and panicked entered his sight.

The four light and heavy machine guns arranged on the commanding heights around the yard were fired happily, and the bullets that the four machine guns kept firing out of the muzzle directly formed four very beautiful fire snakes under the night sky.

However, whenever the gunshots of the Tujiao Route Army sounded around the yard, a machine gun must have instantly silenced, and the machine gunner was beaten into a hornet's nest.

Just over a dozen seconds after observing the battlefield, two machine guns had already been silent.

Although the two machine guns were fired again soon, it is an indisputable fact that the two machine gunners were killed.

"The Eighth Route Army is too cunning, all scattered in the surrounding yards, constantly changing the shooting position. Our firepower is too scattered, and there is no way to effectively counterattack them!" The sergeant standing next to him frowned and analyzed.

"Then let's use shells to kill them! We only have a dozen machine gunners. According to this loss, our machine gun will turn into scrap iron in a few minutes! Order the mortar team and the grenade squad to fire the suspicious yards around immediately and kill the cunning Tujiao Route Army!" The captain was also panicked at this time, staring at the mortars set in the middle of the yard, as if he had found a savior, and his eyes shone and ordered.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army has touched us, and the mortar can't hit them!" A Japanese soldier in charge of the mortar quickly shook his head and replied.

"Then use a grenade launcher. In a word, I will immediately see the shells blowing all the Eighth Route Army hidden around us!" The captain ordered angrily.

"Boom!" Two explosions quickly rang out in the surrounding two yards.

The fireballs that soared into the air directly illuminated the two yards.

However, the captain did not see the scene of the Tujiao Route Army being blown away during the explosion, but instead saw two machine guns around the yard that were silent and never fired again.

There is no doubt that both machine gunners were killed.

The squad leader, who was both frustrated and angry, couldn't help but swear: "Ba Geyalu, the cunning terrorist 8, we have the ability to come out and fight openly. Hiding in the corner to attack, that is a cowardly behavior, Baga!"

At this time, no matter how the team leader cursed or how he vented his anger and anger, he could not curse his own dead subordinates back.

Soon, the other two machine guns also fell into silence.

The only thing that made the captain glad was that the third round of grenades shot from the grenade launcher finally allowed him to see the scene of several Tujiao Route Army being blown up.

The captain seemed to find a breakthrough to vent his anger and immediately ordered: "Yes, just explode like this, continue firing artillery, and use shells to blow all the Tu Eighth Route Army that attacked us to death!"

Wang Ping also saw the scene of four or five guards being blown up in a tragic way. Although he was heartbroken, he did not lose his mind. Then he ordered tit-for-tat.

"Take out our grenade launcher and go into the yard where the Japanese hide in fire. They are shooting blindly. We stare at their wounded barracks and fight. Let's see who will suffer the most casualties, and we can't stand it first!"
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