When it comes to the worst light machine guns during World War II, no one dares to rank first!

The biggest feature of the wicked bell is the wicked bell! This name is enough to replace its natal - the Taisho 11th-year light machine gun.

This gun uses the most bizarre bullet bucket to supply bullets, causing the overall center of gravity of the machine gun to be unstable, and it is difficult to maintain, and requires grease to lubricate the bullet bucket. This is not counting, its failure rate is extremely high, and a little sand will cause a stuck.

However, the shooting accuracy of this gun is very high. If the deputy shooter cooperates properly, it can achieve uninterrupted shooting. However, it is difficult!

This gun uses the rifle magazine to supply ammunition, and the deputy shooter only needs to put the magazine into the ammunition bucket! After firing five bullets, the gun will stop and retreat.

The bullets it uses are the same as the Type 38 rifle, which are 6.5MM full-power bullets. However, if the full-power bullets of the rifle are used, it is easy to cause a blow-off. Therefore, the machine gun bullets of the crooked machine gun reduce the bullets that fire the medicine.

This causes trouble for logistics! At the same time, it also causes its penetration to decrease. It is said that an ordinary sandbag cannot penetrate at a distance of 100 meters.

But this kind of light machine gun with constant problems has caused great damage to the Chinese army on the battlefield!

Because the Chinese army cannot even do a squad of light machine guns! Not to mention light machine guns, some miscellaneous troops cannot even do a single gun with each other!

On the battlefield, as the Japanese devils sounded, the soldiers on the 2nd Company of the Eighth Battalion were immediately suppressed and could not raise their heads. There were bullets flying overhead. Anyone who dared to raise their heads would have to bet on luck.

The distance of one hundred meters is close enough that the Japanese's gunshot advantage cannot be used, but the Japanese's firepower advantage is even more obvious.

What's more, there was a squadron of 92-heavy machine guns behind him, firing continuously.

"Where is the artillery? Where are our artillery?" Sun Xiaozhuang shouted loudly, as if such a shouting could bring them a sense of security.

In fact, Sun Xiaozhuang shouted correctly! If there is effective artillery support and the light and heavy machine guns are knocked out, the soldiers in the trench can shoot calmly.

"Chir...boom..."

A small cannon bomb sounded, and thick smoke rose from the second company's position. This was the Japanese's grenade launcher clearing the firepower point here at a fixed point.

In fact, during the entire War of Resistance Against Japan, most of the Chinese light machine guns were destroyed on the Japanese grenade launchers.

"Company Commander, what should we do? Brothers are so pressed that they can't raise their heads! Should we retreat or stick to it? Or do we follow the master's method?" The first platoon leader of the second company found Sun Xiaozhuang, and his face was blackened with anxiety.

"How much damage will our battle be?" Sun Xiaozhuang asked.

"There are still forty brothers in this trench!" a row of leaders shouted.

"Hold on for a while! Let the selected brothers go in half!" Sun Xiaozhuang shouted.

"Yes!" A row ran long.

"Where is the cannon? Where is our cannon? Master, don't cheat me!" Sun Xiaozhuang said with difficulty as he looked at the bullets flying over his head.

If Sun Xiaozhuang could have a drone to observe the battlefield at this time, he would find that in front of him, three little beans lined up in a row, constantly spitting out flames; three hundred meters later, the eight-handed and nine-second-handed one heavy machine gun squadron was thinking non-stop; a small team of Japanese soldiers had approached less than one hundred meters ahead of them, and the other two teams were also supporting at a distance of two hundred meters.

"Yaxi! The Chinese army is suppressed! Order, attack! Attack with all your might! Take the outer position of Baoshan City in one fell swoop! Long live the emperor underground!" The Japanese squadron leader in charge of this attack chose a good fighter jet, and this is a good time to attack.

"Attack... Kill Jiji..." The Japanese in front received the order and began to rush forward desperately.

At this time, there was no effective fire-blocking on the position. Except for the first few rounds of shooting, the rest of the Japanese soldiers were not injured.

Behind the outer positions and on the edge of the moat, Hu Yizhou observed silently.

Seeing the Japanese getting up and attacking, he said decisively: "Let's go, shoot three times!"

Fang Hao, who was next to him, heard the order and put the mortar shell that he had already held in his hand into the cannon barrel.

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Three consecutive explosions exploded thirty meters in front of the Second Company's position. The dust that exploded raged on this land that had been baptized by artillery shells countless times.

Hu Yizhou chose the right time, just as the Japanese stood up and attacked. When they rushed here, the shells exploded.

The radius of the explosion was about 20 meters. The landing points of Hu Yizhou's three shells were adjusted just at this distance, and even if there was an error, it was not much different. It happened to be a small blockade line.

So, the Japanese who had just rushed here received the baptism of shells. I don’t know how many casualties and injuries were. Anyway, they were all lying on the ground and unable to get up.

"Bageya Road!" The Japanese squadron leader who had rushed out dozens of meters was in his eyes.

I haven't seen any Chinese artillery support after fighting for so long. I thought the artillery was gone, but I asked you if you were angry? The soldiers attacking in front fell down, and the soldiers attacking in the rear fell down. How can I attack?

Hu Yizhou didn't care about this. After firing three shells, he adjusted the coordinates very quickly according to the already calculated direction.

"Let's go, shoot five shots in a row, three seconds apart!" Hu Yizhou shouted loudly.

"Yes! Sir!" Fang Hao began to set off shells.

"Bangbangbangbang...chick..."

This time, Hu Yizhou aimed at the Japanese heavy machine gun position! The eight-strong and nine-second-level on the position kept ringing, so Hu Yizhou of course had to choose them.

As for why five shells are needed to deal with eight heavy machine guns? Hu Yizhou said he didn't want to, as there were not enough shells to be spread!

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..." Five consecutive explosions sounded on the Japanese heavy machine gun positions at a interval of three seconds.

Five shells, three accurately hit the edge of the 92nd level, and exploded the machine gun and the machine gunman's ammunition hand. The other two were missed and only a few ammunition boxes were blown up all over the sky. At this time, it was a pity that the bullets were no longer shells!

How effective is the bombing here? Hu Yizhou has no time to see it.

"Run, run quickly! Hurry up! If you don't want to die, you will run for me!" Hu Yizhou ran in front with his cannon body in his arms, following his men behind him.

Some were carrying shells, some were holding plates, and some were holding brackets, and they ran one by one, for fear of falling behind.

"Boom boom boom boom..." The shells of the 1992 Infantry Cannon landed accurately on the gun position just now, blowing up large areas of soil and water stains. But these had nothing to do with Hu Yizhou and the others.

"Beautiful blown up! Throw grenades to me! Hurry up! After throwing it, hide it quickly, and Class 5 stay!" Sun Xiaozhuang's roar echoed in the trenches.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." German long-handled grenades emitting white smoke flew into the sky.

"Boom boom boom..." The thirty to sixty meters ahead of the position was once again baptized by shrapnel and shock waves. The Japanese soldiers who escaped by luck just now were not so lucky this time!

"Baga! Kill Jiji! On-board charge, you must take the position!" The Japanese squadron leader's eyes turned red. In the two rounds of bombing just now, the Guishan team in front was probably broken!

As for why he launched the on-board charge, he was betting that Hu Yizhou had no shells in his hand, and that his artillery soldiers had killed Hu Yizhou.

"Onboard..." The Japanese soldiers howled and rushed desperately with the 38th bulb that was carrying the bayonet. This is the case with the onboard charge. Either rushing up to kill the enemy or rushing up to be killed by the enemy, and there is no second choice.

The Japanese's on-board charge went extremely smoothly. It seemed that the Chinese army's counterattack had exhausted the last trace of energy just now. They only suffered from a relatively dense firepower blockade and took the position.

Moreover, no shells were lowered from the sky.

The fifth squad, which was ordered to block the bait, had already died in the trenches in the trenches. After they shot five bullets in the gun, they began to fight with the Japanese rushing up, and eventually fell into the soil of the motherland, outnumbered and fell into the soil of the motherland.

The fifth squad leader was covered in blood and died with a Japanese devil. He was holding half a bayonet rifle in his hand, biting half of the Japanese's ear in his mouth, and more than ten bayonet wounds were on his back.

His flesh and blood have forever melted into the land of the motherland; his heroic spirits have forever watched the beautiful treasure mountain.

"Battle! Revenge your brothers!"

In the third trench, the soldiers from the second and third rows suddenly stood up, set up the only Czech style, picked up dozens of old rifles, and began to shoot at the Japanese who were more than a hundred meters away.

"Da da da da...pa..."

The gunshots were heard, and several Japanese soldiers standing outside the trench fell down.

The Japanese soldiers who were immersed in the joy of taking down a trench just now were awakened.

They started fighting back on the spot!

Anyway, we are all in the trenches at this moment, and we can shoot by just lying forward! We are all shooting in the trenches, who is afraid of whom? Our shooting skills are accurate!

The Japanese squadron that took down the two trenches began to shoot against the defenders of the third trenches with this trench as a support. Three small bean bags also creaked over, stopped beside the trench, and kept firing at the opposite side.

Not only that, the five-strong and nine-second-half-two-staff surviving heavy machine gun positions in the rear were also carried over and directly mounted on the west slope of the trenches to shoot.

For a moment, the two sides began a fierce battle with two trenches.

On the riverside of Wusongkou, Colonel Takashi Eagle Village stood on a high place, holding a telescope to observe the situation on the battlefield.

"Yaxi, we have already taken down a trench! At noon, we can enter Baoshan City! The navy's pigs also said to support us with sulfur bombs? Our great army does not need to use such despicable weapons to win!"

After Takashi Takamaura said that, he pulled out his saber and stroked it with caress. However, the boxes of poisonous gas bombs behind him seemed to be mocking him.

The second trenches, the Japanese squadron had organized the offensive sequence, and the remaining less than two squads began to attack and advance towards the third trenches under the cover of the 92nd level and the 92nd infantry artillery behind them.

But no one noticed it.
Chapter completed!