Five minutes before the fierce battle broke out outside the west gate of Bannanbiao County, Song Yuanzhuang gave an order. Twelve jungle special forces and more than a thousand British death squads, with more than 500 crooked machine guns at their heads, charged menacingly at the Japanese in front of them.
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"Puff", "Puff", "Puff" - three flares were launched into the air one after another. At a distance of about three hundred meters, Song Yuanzhuang, who was in the front, saw the Japanese-style steel helmet exposed in the grass in front of him. He held a gun in his left hand and fired a shot with his right hand.
Wave: "First team, enter!"
"Follow me!" Charlie shouted, and he rushed forward with more than a hundred machine gunners from the death squad. "Hit!" Lei Tianwei suddenly shouted, his forward body stumbled, and he pulled the trigger with his right hand. "Boom!"
"There was a gunshot, fireworks were flying, and he took a step back. In the flash of lightning, a Japs officer without a helmet about 300 meters directly in front of him exploded like a watermelon, killing several people next to him.
The devil was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously pressed closer to the ground.
Just as Lei Tianwei's heavy sniper attack started, the machine guns in Charlie's and others' hands also roared together. Amidst the "click-click" gunshots, hundreds of lines of fire extended towards the Japanese position, first hitting the grass and trees in front of the Japanese position.
Flying, the ground was plowed, and then swept into the Japanese array. Within two or three seconds, at least a hundred Japanese soldiers were swept away by the line of fire, screaming one after another, which made other Japanese soldiers feel inexplicably nervous.
In about ten seconds, the magazines of the first team were almost empty. Charlie raised his gun and shouted: "Second team!"
"Roar!" More than a hundred British soldiers behind him roared in unison. They took a few steps forward and walked in front of them. The muzzle of the gun was slightly lowered, the upper body was hung back, and then the trigger was pulled... There were three teams in total.
After repeatedly firing three magazines each, they advanced to within 150 meters of the Japanese position.
When the second team of machine gunners came up, Kazuki Hanazuka's expression changed - the British style of play was really too bullying. What gave him a toothache was that this rogue style of play was quite practical.
Even though he had no doubts about the courage of his men to die, in the face of such overwhelming firepower, he knew that metaphysical courage alone could not change anything. The muscles on his face twitched, and his resentful eyes suddenly glanced at the British soldiers.
Looking at several figures in camouflage uniforms in the queue, he thought to himself with a shiver: "I wonder why the British guys suddenly became so tough. It turns out that there are cadets at work! Ba Ge, these Chinese people are really haunted.
It's gone." He gritted his teeth and waved to a sergeant on the right, and after he crawled over, he said: "Go to Colonel Miyamoto immediately and ask him to transfer all the grenade launchers!"
"Hai!" the sergeant responded, then went to find Miyamoto Naihuan on his knees.
Both the death squads and the Chinese people rushed forward and fought vigorously. The other British people were affected and their emotions were suddenly aroused. Duran watched the Japanese army unable to even lift their heads under the suppression of the death squads, let alone carry out an effective attack.
He fought back, and couldn't help but feel passionate. He discussed a few words with Willie and others, gave a passionate speech, and led the remaining British troops to pursue them.
The morale of the British army was greatly boosted, but the morale of the Japanese army dropped sharply. One of the Japanese soldiers couldn't help but fire back. Then he raised his head a few inches and several lines of fire swept over him. Then, although the Japanese soldier fired as he wished,
After a shot, he was cut into pieces by the bullet line almost at the same time, and his head and helmet were turned into pieces.
"Ba Ge! Don't shoot without my order. Are you deaf?" Huazhong Yicong cursed bitterly. The Japanese who couldn't bear the threat of such intensive firepower and wanted to vent their fear by fighting back suddenly became numb when they heard this.
Just lie down and don't dare to move any more.
At the same time, Song Yuanzhong shouted: "Speed up and charge together!" Then he aimed his gun at a Japanese soldier's helmet and shot him.
There was only a distance of about a hundred meters, and the Japanese steel helmets could not protect themselves from the bullets of the Wei Qing-style assault rifles. A hole as big as a wine glass was opened in the Japs head, and he died without even having time to grunt.
"Run!" Charlie shouted immediately, quickly changed a magazine, then accelerated his pace and rushed to the front row, and started shooting again.
The closer the distance, the greater the chance that the Japs lying on the ground will be hit. At least five hundred Japs fell to the ground without firing a single shot. Many Japs listened to the seemingly endless barrage of gunfire.
The sound was so frightening that many people were covered in sweat. A few hundred meters behind them, about a hundred Japanese soldiers formed a team of two, one holding a grenade and the other carrying a grenade box.
Run here.
It was the Japanese grenadier who was supported by Miyamoto.
The closer the distance, the more and more conspicuous the twelve jungle special warriors were. Wherever they pointed their guns, the Japanese were killed one by one. What made the little devils shudder was that those incompetent people who received the special attention of the "China people"
Whether they were officers or heavy firepower, they felt the precise shooting with arms and fingers, and their hearts beat wildly, and they all felt fear.
"Eighty meters - fifty meters -" Huazhong Yicong thought silently in his heart. When he said fifty meters, he suddenly shouted: "Kill him!" Then he raised his gun and shot.
"Kill me!" Many Japanese army officers shouted, "Bah!", "Bah!" gunshots rang out, and the death squads immediately suffered casualties.
Just as the Japs on the front launched a counterattack, the dark and chaotic footsteps on the left rang out, and more than 700 Japs came out silently.
The little Japs were really tolerable, but it was completely meaningless to Song Yuanzhuang. No matter how many British people died, he would not feel bad. He had only one purpose, which was to reduce the pressure on the student army who was tenaciously sniping the Japs in front. His reaction was very
Quickly, he immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun to the left, fired a shot and shouted at the same time: "Warriors of the Lanluga Prisoner of War Death Squadron, the time has come to test you, kill all the Japanese!"
"Kill all the Japanese!" Charlie shouted immediately, suddenly throwing the empty machine gun on the ground, then pulling out his pistol and shooting.
Seeing Adachi Junbu activated, Hanazuka Kazuchong jumped up from the ground, directed his sword forward and shouted: "His Majesty's warriors, attack!"
"Attack!" Immediately a Japanese officer shouted after him, and then the Japanese soldiers got up despite the machine gun fire, and faced the rushing British soldiers with shining bayonets.
At a distance of thirty meters, the Japanese army paid the price of more than 300 people before they rushed over. Before they could get closer, Song Yuanzhuang changed his order in time: "Machine gunners, retreat, others, advance!" Then he quickly moved forward.
The Mitsubishi Thorn was mounted, and the Wei Qing-style assault rifle was carried to face a Japanese soldier.
The Japs obviously recognized his identity, yelled "Death to China pigs" and stabbed him in the abdomen with the spear. Song Yuanzhuang pursed his lips and kept walking, but he put the gun away and then stabbed him again and again. Mitsubishi
The thorn immediately pierced the prisoner's abdomen, and the prisoner was howling to change his moves and stab him again. He kicked him out and knocked him to the ground, and then stabbed him again with the three-edged thorn, and opened it in his throat.
A triangular slot.
(Old Poison: It's a bit late to get off work.. There is another one that may be even later, brothers.)