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Chapter 149 Death's Scythe

 Brigadier General Smartett did not participate in the conversation between the two school officers.

His battlefield intuition told him that a group of soldiers who dared to put themselves into a desperate situation would never let their former defeated generals succeed so easily.

Even though the Japanese are tough enough and extremely cautious.

Perhaps the turning point of the battlefield was at the moment when those Japanese launched a thunderous strike.

The Imperial Brigadier General's intuition was right.

The reason why the Army Lieutenant Colonel is confident is also valid.

But none of them expected that the counterattack from the warehouse would be so fierce, and that the two top commanders in the warehouse would personally go into battle shirtless.

When the two armies are facing each other, the leading general is behind the big army and his deployment is reasonable. His command is admirable, but the leading general takes the lead, wields his sword and stands in front of the army, leading thousands of troops to cut through the waves, which is even more exciting.

He followed behind him regardless of life or death.

Two different styles of leading troops, which one is better can only be evaluated by victory.

But in the current battle situation, Tang Dao undoubtedly made the most correct choice.

If you cherish your life for the general, how can your subordinates dare to spare their lives?

The moment Tang Dao and Lei Xiong were bombarded by machine guns and infantry guns, they carried the MG34 machine gun with a shorter barrel to the first floor of the warehouse.

That is the most dangerous position in the warehouse but also the best shooting area. To be precise, it is the best area for shooting infantry.

The most powerful heavy firearm in the warehouse is naturally the machine gun. With a flat-firing range of up to 2,500 meters, there can be no living person in the trajectory of the machine gun. If it touches it, it will be smashed and killed.

However, the rate of fire of the machine gun is too slow.

If a hundred soldiers who are not afraid of death form a semicircle and charge towards the machine cannon at a distance of fifty meters, the machine cannon will clear out a single bullet board and kill five or six people, and it will basically be over.

But that is what I want to see most about the world's first high-rate general-purpose machine gun.

The MG34, which has a maximum rate of fire of 1,000 rounds per minute, is not afraid of intensive charges, as long as there are enough bullets on its belt.

The barrel can be changed in as fast as three seconds. If two or more MG34s cooperate with each other, the flow of sprayed bullets can be almost uninterrupted.

The Czech-style light machine gun with a 20-round magazine and the Maxim heavy machine gun with a cloth belt are outclassed by its big brother "Hitler's Chainsaw" in terms of sustained firepower output.

As the Japanese infantry kept crawling and getting closer and closer to the warehouse, Tang Dao stood in front of the left wing window on the first floor and kicked out two sandbags on one side of the shooting pile, expanding the shooting range by one-third.

, covering almost half of the frontal battlefield.

"Sir..." The corners of Erya's eyes twitched slightly as she followed closely behind.

Although you have become accustomed to your own unique fighting style, don't be as virtuous as Captain Lei! The shooting pile is so big, not to mention bullets, the Japanese grenade grenades can be thrown

coming.

The signal soldier was right. Lei Xiong, who was shooting at the other side of the window 40 meters away, almost made the same move, expanding his shooting range by one-third.

"Stop talking nonsense, bring me the bullet box!" Tang Dao gave a rare glance at his signal soldiers. "Niu Er, are Yang Xiaoshan and the others in place?"

"If I am killed by the Japanese cold gunners and grenade launchers, remember to go find some trouble with them, and don't mess around here!" Tang Dao said while placing the MG34 machine gun's bracket on the shooting stack.

"Bah! Bah! Don't remember what gods and ghosts are saying when children talk!" Erya said anxiously while knocking on the logs of the fortification three times in a row.

"The little kid didn't learn anything else, but he learned a lot of feudal superstitions!" Erya's series of actions made Tang Dao couldn't help but laugh.

There was a slight warmth in his heart, which reminded him of his mother doing the same thing when he was a child, but instead of knocking on wood, she knocked on his head.

"Sir, what can I do to help you!" Erya was not annoyed when Tang Dao called him a brat. She leaned close to Tang Dao and asked for a fight in a low voice.

Tang Dao looked at the opened bullet box and the metal bullet chain that had already been loaded with bullets, and said: "Just help me hold the bullet belt, don't let my gun jam."

"Also, lower your head, the bullet casings are very hot." Tang Dao had already turned over and entered the fighting position, looked forward, and continued to explain.

Tang Dao's tone was very gentle, like an elder brother telling his younger siblings to be careful when playing, but Erya, who was squatting next to him and lowered her head in compliance with the instructions, for some reason, at that moment, all the hairs on her body stood up.

That was murderous intent, coming from the strongest individual soldier of this era!

In Tang Dao's hand, it was not a rifle or a submachine gun, but a high-speed machine gun that would serve until the next forty years. It had been connected to the machine gun's bullet belt, but it had been loaded with nearly 1,500 rounds of ammunition.

1,500 rounds of bullets will be fired from the muzzle in about two minutes, and it will be done by a machine gun. What kind of scene will it look like?

I'm afraid, 99.9% of people have never seen it in their lives.

Erya, who lowered his head after listening to the order, actually did not see this grand scene. He had to hold on to the metal ammunition belt to ensure that the Tang Dao machine gun would not jam.

However, he saw it with his own eyes as bullet casings fell to the ground like raindrops.

With such a large amount of bullets, it was hard for Erya to imagine that there was only one machine gun shooting around him. The somewhat dull "Puff! Puff!" shooting sound was different from the crisp Czech style, and also different from the vibrating sound of the Maxim heavy machine gun.

It's a roar that hurts the human eardrum, but it's definitely more heart-wrenching.

Of course, compared with Erya who relied solely on his feelings, the Japanese infantrymen who never faced the MG34 machine gun more than 60 meters had a thorough understanding of the horror of the so-called high rate of fire.

A great man once said: Without practice, there is no right to speak. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

When the Japanese infantry arrived only about 30 meters away from the warehouse, as the rear siren sounded, the prostrate Japanese sergeant raised his rifle and pointed the sun flag forward.

This is the signal to charge.

However, the Japanese don’t know that the Chinese in the future have a saying on the Internet: Don’t set up flags blindly if nothing happens.

Those are all summed up by the majority of netizens based on their bloody life experiences, just like the ancient proverbs respected by Westerners.

At the moment when the Japanese infantry stood up, rifled flat-end, and rushed four to five meters, they just entered the acceleration stage.

The shooting sound of "Puff, puff, puff" suddenly sounded, like a blunt knife cutting through linen, and the space in front of him seemed to be torn apart by a fiery red whip.

Yes, that's not called a rain of bullets, it should be called a whip.

A fiery red whip made of bullets, like a sickle in the hand of the god of death, is harvesting back and forth.

What Death reaps is naturally human life.

Many people are shot on the battlefield, but it does not mean that they will die if they are shot.

As long as you don't hit a vital point on the spot, if you are lucky enough to have the opportunity for surgery, and God loves you so much that you can resist bacterial infection, more than 30% of people can still see the sun in the future.

Most of the soldiers who died on the battlefield were actually killed by artillery fire. The consequences of being hit by the terrible shock wave were actually far more terrifying than bullets that seemed to cause bloody wounds.

Post-war statistics from both world wars have proven that the proportion of soldiers killed by shelling was much higher than that killed by bullets.

This actually stimulated the artillery doctrine that would dominate China's military for fifty years in the future. In fact, only those who have experienced the Anti-Japanese War and the ice and snow battle in northern China know the horror of the king of land warfare.

Most of those comrades who survived were killed in the overwhelming artillery fire of their opponents, and they were always at a disadvantage, almost using their flesh and blood to fight against the endless steel of their opponents.

But this law has been completely broken today.

It turns out that there is a kind of machine gun, which can cause casualties in dense charging formations, and even some artillery can only shoot behind them.


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