"Soldiers! What do we need to maintain our glory?" A French-Canadian lieutenant colonel pointed to the position in front and asked solemnly.
Among the white people in Canada, the British population makes up the vast majority, but there are also a lot of French people. There are not as many people of other European descent as there are people of English and French descent.
During the Seven Years' War, Britain and France also started fighting in their respective colonies. Canada had colonies in both countries at that time. When the British colonial army asked the French colonial army to surrender, the French replied: "I will only reply to you with cannons and bullets."
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Even though more than two hundred years have passed, this sentence is still widely circulated and has become a famous saying in Canada.
When the French lieutenant colonel asked, all the soldiers roared back without hesitation: "Use cannons and bullets to defend!"
"The dirty yellow people have occupied our land and killed our colleagues. Where is our glory? It is in our hands, soldiers, rushing into the trenches and stabbing the yellow-skinned monkeys to death one by one with bayonets.
,Fight for glory!"
Ho ho ho!
"For glory!"
The Canadian soldiers were like enraged beasts, shouting slogans and launching a desperate charge.
This time, they used a skirmishing formation. More than 500 soldiers were bent forward, spread out over a thousand meters in front of the position, and quickly climbed up.
Liu Zhenming looked at the Canadians who were getting closer and closer. He saw them ducking as low as possible and following the shelters on the hillside. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Canada is worthy of its reputation in both World War I and World War II.
Army, when I see you today, you are worthy of your reputation.
However, although the Canadian offensive formation seemed to be disorganized, Liu Zhenming still saw one and two from the density of the number of people. He couldn't help but feel happy. The number of people attacking in front of the two machine gun fortresses was obviously more than elsewhere.
, it seems that they want to make breakthroughs from these two places. Isn't this playing into Liu Zhenming's plan?
Liu Zhenming turned his head to look and saw that his soldiers no longer had the panic and fear they had before the battle!
The victory in the last battle has given them confidence. As long as they survive this battle, they will become real warriors. After being washed by war and blood, the Chinese Self-Rescue Army will also become a real army.
This is exactly what Liu Zhenming hopes. An army that can only run away will never become a tiger and wolf army. This is also the biggest reason why Liu Zhenming chose to defend the city.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
The Canadian slogans were heard by the soldiers in the trenches as all kinds of strange screams.
Liu Zhenming had already crouched down inside a machine gun position and was waiting for the arrival of these brave Canadians.
Machine gunners are usually played by elite infantrymen, and there is no doubt that Liu Zhenming has this qualification.
Bang bang bang…
This time the Canadians learned their lesson and started shooting freely. Two hundred meters away, some soldiers who thought they were good at shooting began to shoot, suppressing the self-rescue troops and creating conditions for others to move forward.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The projectiles hit the mound in front of the trench, throwing up pieces of dust. The soldiers of the Self-Rescue Army shrank their heads as much as possible to protect themselves.
Based on their experience last time, they would never shoot without being given orders and let the bullets fly forward, backward, left and right.
A sneer appeared on Liu Zhenming's face, and he tore away the dead branches and hay covering the entrance of the bunker. In this way, the machine gun finally revealed its ferocious muzzle.
The Canadian screamed strangely, but finally stepped into the trap of death.
"Haha, good come on! Fight back and hit me hard!"
The messenger quickly raised the flag!
Liu Zhenming looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, raised the muzzle of his machine gun, pointed it at the attacking crowd below, and suddenly pulled the trigger...
Da da da…
A long tongue of flame spewed out from the machine gun's muzzle, and bullets poured madly into the foreign ranks at an efficiency of hundreds of rounds per minute.
The gunshots in the trench rang out at the same moment, and everything inside and outside the trench began to boil.
The soldiers roared and fired at the foreigners, venting their suppressed anger.
"Foreign devils, try grandpa's shooting skills!"
"Fuck you, Ma, you're going to have this day too!"
"Daniu, idiot, I'm going to avenge you."
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Every Chinese has a history of blood and tears, and this history of blood and tears was caused by the foreigners below. The rage of revenge burst out of their chests and was fired with angry bullets.
Liu Zhenming's eyes were red, he raised his gun and fired wildly from left to right.
"You birdies don't even give me a place of tolerance. I will use my own way to end all this today. Come on, you all, let me end all this today." Liu Zhenming thought in his heart.
Screaming crazily, veins popped up in his arms, and he felt a sense of relief every time a splash of blood appeared.
He wants to kill, he wants to vent, he wants to shoot out all the grievances he has spent on the run for many days!
Da da da…
Two heavy machine guns began to fire wildly, and all the obstacles in front were torn to pieces.
The foreigners were caught off guard. They never expected that Liu Zhenming had such a powerful weapon in his hands. One after another, the soldiers screamed and rolled down.
Liu Zhenming held the trigger tightly and did not relax. The bullets swept past. Some soldiers were actually cut into two pieces. Blood splashed from their chests. They seemed to be dancing, their bodies trembling non-stop. In a moment, they were shot into pieces.
honeycomb.
The rate of fire was so fast that each of the nearly fallen foreigners was hit by four or five bullets.
It is simply a devil's weapon. I once heard that when the British army used Maxim machine guns in Africa, a platoon of troops could kill thousands of people. During World War II, it was also the large-scale use of machine guns in positional warfare.
There will be tens of thousands of casualties a day.
More than a hundred foreigners who charged towards the machine gun stronghold fell into a pool of blood in an instant, rolling around and screaming. In the smoke of war, the sound of gunfire was actually drowned out, making people shudder.
The water in the water cooler of the machine gun tube began to boil, and bursts of white mist appeared. Ergouzi next to him couldn't help but gasped as he looked at the falling bullet casings and the foreigners rolling down in front.
Not only was the French lieutenant colonel and Druny stunned by the tragic situation of the foreigners, but even the soldiers of the Self-Rescue Army were also frightened. They all looked at the machine guns that were spitting flames with fear on their faces.
"Kill!"
Affected by this, the soldiers in the trench burst into bursts of shouts.
So damn enjoyable!
The powerful recoil of the machine gun made Liu Zhenming's arms ache. However, when he saw the foreigners falling in front of him in large numbers.
Infinite power emerged from his body.
"Retreat, retreat!" The Canadian finally couldn't stand it any longer and hurriedly retreated, rolling and crawling.
"I want to run away, I haven't had enough killing yet!" Liu Zhenming roared, jumped out of the trench, raised his rifle, and pursued fiercely.
"Kill!" When Ye Geyin saw this scene, his blood boiled with passion, and he shouted angrily and rushed out.
Immediately, countless soldiers came out of the trenches and chased and shot the foreigners from a high position.
The entire battlefield immediately turned into a slaughterhouse, and the retreating Canadians in front turned into an unstoppable rout. Liu Zhenming led his troops in pursuit for dozens of meters. When he saw the opponent's cavalry quickly stepping forward to cover, he led his troops back in frustration.