The sound of gunfire in the village was fading, but it did not mean that all the Japanese soldiers who were ambushed were dead. At least six Japanese soldiers, led by a corps leader, rushed into a hut and were carrying their rifles and
Hou San and the others fired at each other. "Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang, you're damn blind. Hurry up and bring the machine gun over. Didn't you see these Japanese soldiers hiding in the house?" They also used 38-type rifles.
, but the marksmanship of Hou San and the others was far inferior to that of the Japanese soldiers hiding in the hut. Hou San had no choice but to rescue Ma Dazhuang, who had lost his target.
The area facing Ma Dazhuang's firing range was already covered in blood, covered with corpses and wounded Japanese soldiers who were dying. The remaining Japanese soldiers hid in the hut next to them, and naturally they were out of Ma Dazhuang's machine gun range. Ma Dazhuang
He ran out of the house with his loader, and after only running a few steps, Ma Dazhuang smiled and shouted, "You guys are really stupid. The kid's machine gunner has been killed. Why?"
Why not just pick up their machine guns and fight back?"
Ma Dazhuang's words reminded Hou San and others that, yes, after killing Qian Jian, the dice on the roof killed two Japanese machine gunners one after another. Hou San carefully scanned the corpses on the ground, okay, little devils
The two machine guns were pressed under the corpse. After finding the machine guns, Hou San ordered to save grenades. He was going to show the Japanese soldiers what it would be like to have three machine guns firing at the same time.
Now Hou San and the others are not short of bullets. A group of people are busy loading the magazine of the light machine gun, and following Hou San's gesture, they pull the trigger at the same time. "Click, click, click, click, click" together with Ma Dazhuang's light machine gun.
Inside, three tongues of fire rushed straight towards the hut where the Japanese soldiers were hiding. The powerful barrage immediately tore the wooden door of the hut into flying pieces. This kind of hut made of bamboo and wood may be able to prevent scattering.
rifle bullets, but they can never stop the fire of machine guns, let alone the fire of three machine guns now.
"Rumble" was hit by three machine guns at the same time. The hut collapsed suddenly after being supported for a long time. After the supporting wooden pillars in the hut were broken by the barrage of the machine gun, such a hut was actually not as strong as a toy wooden house.
."The Japanese soldiers ran away from behind, chase." The hut collapsed, and Hou San, who was originally proud, was dumbfounded. None of the Japanese soldiers who were supposed to be in the hut were missing. It was obvious that these Japanese soldiers
The soldier took advantage of the chaos and escaped from the hut.
Tang Cheng and Zhao Liang did not know that the remaining Japanese soldiers had escaped from the trap he had set. The two were busy loading bullets into the spare magazines. Tang Cheng wanted to test the power of this British submachine gun.
The Siden submachine gun looks very imaginative when looking at the flower machine gun. Although the stock of the Siden submachine gun makes Tang Cheng and Zhao Liang very uncomfortable, the Siden submachine gun without the wooden stock is indeed much lighter than the flower machine gun.
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Tang Cheng, who had loaded the magazine, was about to try his hand at the big tree at the entrance of the village, but happened to hear the volley of gunfire from three light machine guns on Hou San's side, so Tang Cheng picked up the newly obtained Sten submachine gun.
He quickly ran towards the village. The Japanese soldiers who were caught off guard and ambushed did not know how many soldiers there were in the village. The few Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to escape fled in a hurry under the leadership of the team leader. They were just the first
When I came here for the first time, naturally I couldn't tell the direction, so I just ran towards the place where there were less gunshots.
The place with the least or no gunfire was the open area leading to the mountain road on the west side of the village. There were only two military doctors and the female soldier surnamed Jiang. When the dice on the roof spotted the Japanese soldiers,
They were not far away from the two military doctors. "Nani?" The sound of gunfire rang out, and the Japanese soldier who was blocked by the female soldier named Jiang looked anxious. Could it be that there were also ambushed Chinese soldiers here? Only Jiang was the one who fired.
A female soldier named Jiang, a military doctor with little combat experience, was responsible for filling the two rifles with bullets, and a female soldier named Jiang took turns shooting the two rifles.
Not to mention the shooting skills of the female soldier surnamed Jiang, there was a veteran corps commander among the few Japanese soldiers she intercepted here. As long as you pay a little attention to the location and frequency of the female soldier surnamed Jiang's shooting, the Japanese corps commander would have already fired.
It turned out that there was only one person who shot to intercept them. There was only one opponent, which was nothing to these Japanese soldiers who were eager to escape. They only needed to use two people to cover and shoot, and the remaining people straightened their backs and rushed forward. This poor man
The arrogant opponent will be killed behind the stove in front.
"Boom" "Boom" The military doctor guarding here was naturally not willing to let these Japanese soldiers leave alive. The Japanese soldiers who were about to launch an attack were firmly blocked here by the grenade thrown by the military doctor. Just as the military doctor held on to the last blow,
While grenades were secretly complaining, Tang Cheng, who was holding a submachine gun, rushed here. "Click, click, click, click" bullets shot from behind sent the souls of these fish that slipped through the net back to heaven. Tang Cheng, holding a submachine gun,
But he was a little confused. He didn't expect that the rate of fire of this British submachine gun would be so high, and the sound of the gun was much quieter than that of the flower machine. This was a real treasure.
With the weapons at hand, it was natural to give up the 38-meter rifle, which was slightly bulky in the jungle. In addition to Dice, Tangcheng and his group also carried a Japanese sniper rifle, and the others had already switched to Asami belts.
The British Sten submachine gun came. "Sir, I don't think we should throw away the rifle. After all, the kid's 38 rifle has a much farther range than the submachine gun. Besides, this submachine gun has no bullets. With one click of your finger, a shuttle
The bullets are gone, and no matter how many bullets we have, they won’t be enough for our dozen or so submachine guns.”
Tan Fei tried to persuade Tang Cheng to bring a few rifles, but the latter had no intention of changing his mind. "You are stupid, we are the only people who have brought so much food and ammunition, where can we go?"
I still have the strength to carry a rifle." A thoughtful Hou San put his arm around Tan Fei's shoulders and left, "Didn't we keep a light machine gun? The bullets used by that thing are the same as the kid's rifle. I want a rifle.
It’s not that simple. To find the little devil who is alone, I will guarantee that you will have enough rifles and bullets when the time comes. What are you talking about, sir?”
Of course, Tang Cheng also knew that Tan Fei's words were correct, but what he lacked most now was manpower. When the Japanese army delivered supplies, they used more than 30 Burmese people to help, but now they only have a dozen people, and they can't take them away at all.
All the available things in the village. Since they couldn't take them all away, Tang Cheng had to pick up those important things and take them away first. Compared with the Japanese 38 rifles, Tang Cheng could only choose to let Hou San and the others use submachine guns because the submachine guns were in the woods.
will have a greater advantage.
"God, Don, I've tried my best, but this radio station just doesn't respond. I think it's broken." George worked restlessly all night and failed to fix the Japanese military radio station found in the village.
, with a look of decadence, George had no choice but to go to Tang Cheng and tactfully admit his uselessness. But Tang Cheng smiled and gave George a submachine gun. In fact, he had not placed his hope on that radio station in the first place. If that radio station
If it works, the Japanese troops in the village will not let it gather thick dust.
"Okay, George, I know it's not your fault. We've come this far and it's not as good as without a radio station. As long as we're going in the right direction, I think maybe in a few days, we can get there.
Meng Guan." Seeing George catching the submachine gun he had stuffed into it, Tang Cheng smiled evilly and handed over a backpack full of ammunition. Almost 20,000 rounds of submachine gun bullets were divided into several backpacks by Tang Cheng, and they were more than a dozen
On average, each person has to carry thousands of rounds of ammunition. In line with the principle of more work for the able, George's backpack was filled with almost 1,500 rounds of ammunition by Tangcheng.
"Tang, I think our American-made Thompson submachine gun is better. The water pipe submachine gun made by the British is simply a toy." George was very disdainful of the Sten submachine gun that Tang Cheng gave him, and there was no hint of any disrespect for the British in his words.
This is a tribute to this old empire. It was the first time for Tang Cheng and the others to play with this kind of British submachine gun, but it was obviously not the first time for George. He pointed at the position of the gun and said to Tang Cheng, "Tang, you have to pay attention.
Here, the safety of this submachine gun is just to hang the bolt in the slot at the rear to prevent firing. This is very easy to cause misfire, so you must tell your soldiers."
Naturally, Tang Cheng believed what George said. He fiddled with his Sten submachine gun carefully and found that it was exactly what George said. The Chinese are smart after all, and the hidden dangers George mentioned were very quick.
This was solved by Hou San and the others, "After inserting the magazine, as long as we don't pull the bolt, there will be no misfire. After the battle, just withdraw the magazine and reinsert it as soon as possible. As long as there is no bullet in the chamber."
If you get angry, the fire you mentioned will not happen."
George couldn't help but sigh at the cleverness of the Chinese. Even the British army themselves were troubled by the flaws of the Sten submachine gun, but who would have thought that these Chinese defeated soldiers found a perfect way to eliminate the hidden danger.
"Sir, we have been here for a day, and we haven't seen any brothers from the national army coming. I think we should set off. If we are pestered by the little devils again, we will cause more troubles.
"Taking advantage of Tang Cheng's happiness, Hou San once again persuaded him to leave as soon as possible.
After eating three full meals, taking showers, changing into clean clothes, submachine guns were distributed to everyone, and everything that could be taken away had been put away. Tangcheng thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be nothing.
They had to worry about it. On the day they took over the village, they originally planned to re-enter the woods with whatever supplies they could take away to hide and rest, but Tang Cheng couldn't bear to see everyone disheveled and hungry, so he ordered them to continue disguising themselves as Japanese soldiers.
Stayed here for one night. Unexpectedly, this stay lasted for two days and one night. If you include tonight, it would have lasted two days and two nights.