"Taijun, after passing the ditch in front, he put two machine guns on it. Even if the guerrillas catch up, they will only have to eat the gun." Du Shikun pointed to the ditch in front and said with a treacherous smile.

"Yo Xi." Kumamoto picked up the telescope in his hand, looked into the distance, then looked back at the woman caught behind him, with a lewd smile on his face.

"Miss Hua, Taijun chooses it first." Du Shikun pointed with a horse whip, "There are a few very good ones that Guan Bao will satisfy you."

"Good, good to go." Kumamoto smiled happily, and reached out to pat Du Shikun on the shoulder.

Three Japanese vanguards went down the dou ditch and went up the slope again. Wu Ming let them go and pointed the gun at Kumamoto who was riding on the horse.

Bang, the bullet, carrying heat, plunged into Kumamoto's head, rolling and stirring Kumamoto's brain.

Wang Ying also fired a shot, but it missed. The bullet penetrated a small hole in Du Shikun's arm. He suddenly fell off the mule and howled loudly in pain.

Wu Ming nodded encouragement at Wang Ying, who was more than ten meters away. It was normal for the starter to go off at a distance of 800 to 100 meters. "Correction of the ruler, pay attention to the wind direction, and continue shooting." Wu Ming reminded loudly.

"I understand." Wang Ying agreed, changed her position, and aimed the gun at the enemy again.

Wu Ming fired another shot. As soon as the Japanese machine gunner set up the machine gun, the flying bullets killed the dog.

"Use original bullets to hit the little sun on the Japanese helmet." Wu Ming shouted at Wang Ying while changing positions.

During the entire magnificent war of resistance, Chinese military and civilians continued to defeat the "locust army" that claimed to be the invincible Asian "invincible" with primitive weapons and flesh and blood. Today, when people talk about the Type 38 rifles, Type 92 heavy machine guns, crooked handles, and grenade launchers of that year, there was one thing that once caused a lot of trouble for the Japanese, but few people mentioned it now, it was the Japanese's steel helmet.

Let’s first talk about the Japanese in the battle in the Northeast. Because the climate was severe and the steel helmet lining was too cold. After sweating in the battle, they did not deal with it in time, and the scalp was stuck with the steel helmet. If they forced them to remove the scalp, they would tear off the scalp. The Japanese had never encountered this situation, so they would use warm water to scalp to scalp, which often caused the frozen scalp to fall off directly. Many Japanese left behind strange and funny steel helmet heads.

What's even more funny is that as a protective gear that protects the head, it will cause large-scale casualties. The mortality rate of wearing a steel helmet is higher than that of not wearing a steel helmet. It was not until later that Japan sent experts to the front line to investigate and discovered the mystery. It was the red small sun in the front part of the steel helmet that pointed out the target for enemy shooting. At the effective distance, aim at the small sun, and with the help of the penetration power of the 38th cover, you can penetrate the skull with one shot.

Therefore, in the late War of Resistance Against Japan, the Japanese army's helmets were no longer the red little sun that could summon the god of death.

Wow, Wang Ying's rifle fired again, and a Japanese man squatting beside the bear itself and calling, covered his chest and fell to the ground.

"Guerrillas, the Eighth Route Army." Du Shikun lay on the ground, covering his arms and screaming, "Let's shoot quickly, and bombard with cannons!"

At this time, the Japanese had strong individual combat capabilities. When the gunshots sounded, they lay down, concealed and moved very quickly.

In contrast, the puppet troops were not good. Some were shooting guns everywhere, some were lying on the ground, and they didn't dare to raise their heads. There were even more than a dozen puppet troops running back in panic.

The three Japanese vanguards reacted quickly. They immediately lay down on the spot after hearing the gunshots, hid their bodies behind the slope, and slowly climbed up.

Wu Ming didn't care about these Japanese. He quickly pulled the bolt and took advantage of the enemy's loss of command and temporarily fell into chaos, sniping the exposed target without mercy.

Two puppet army officers, one of the Japanese machine gun shooter, and the other of the Japanese squad leader who was trying to command fell under his gun again. Haha, Wu Ming had a cold smile on his face. If the 38 gun hadn't fired at a slow speed, I would have killed you.

After adjustment, Wang Ying was in good condition. Seeing the enemies fall under his gun one by one, the excitement and pleasure brought by the sense of accomplishment are difficult to express in words.

The common people were in agitation, some looked around in fear, and some squatted down in fear.

"The opportunity is here." Zhao Hong, who was covered with dust on her face and hid among the common people, reached out to touch the pistol in her arms, "I have to find someone to cut the rope and lead everyone to escape while the chaos."

Just as Zhao Hong was looking at several village cadres hiding among the people and preparing to take action, the two squads of the adjourned had already rushed to support him. Under the command of the two squad leaders, these squads howled and shot and killed two defeated soldiers running back. They punched and kicked the puppet troops lying on the ground, and regained control of the riots.

Two Japanese vanguards climbed to the top of the slope and just stretched out their heads to observe the situation. They were immediately shot by four rifles. One Japanese was hit and the body rolled to the bottom of the ditch. The other two Japanese immediately tightened their heads and did not dare to show their heads for the time being.

There were only four Japanese soldiers left in a squad of the front team. The machine gun was thrown to the ground, and no one dared to touch it anymore. Four corpses lay next to the machine gun, warning others not to try to get close.

"Kill it." An elderly Japanese squad leader took over the command and commanded two machine guns to suppress and shoot at the hills. He also sent five or six Japanese to drive more than twenty puppet troops forward.

Wu Ming rolled over to Wang Ying and said, "You go to the small earthblock over there, I will stay here to continue to attract the attention of the Japanese."

"Be careful, the Japanese machine guns were shot very fiercely." Wang Ying said while crawling backwards.

"Don't worry, this machine gun is just suppressing the shooting. It's so far away that the Japanese didn't see me at all." Wu Ming waved his hand with a smile, and rolled a few times and changed positions.

The crooked machine gun adopts a unique ammunition supply design. Although theoretically, as long as the deputy continuously loads the Type 38 65 magazine into the ammunition bucket, it can continue to shoot like a heavy machine gun, but in actual combat, there are many problems such as overheating of the barrel. Moreover, it is extremely troublesome for machine gunners to oil the bullet from time to time, and it is called the worst light machine gun in World War II.

Taking advantage of the gap between the Japanese machine gun shooting, Wu Ming raised his gun and fired again. Two Japanese grenade launchers following the puppet army rushed forward fell down. The puppet army, who were scared, lying on the ground hurriedly.

"Storm up, rush up." Du Shikun, surrounded by more than a dozen puppet troops, shouted at the puppet troops lying on the ground. "There are not many people in front, who destroyed the eighth Route Army in front and rewarded the fifty oceans, and the ladies can choose whatever they want."

Seeing that there were many people in front of Du Shikun, it was difficult to hit him. Moreover, the Japanese machine guns were far away, so they had to give up the unsure target for the time being. While evading skillfully, they were shooting at the rushing enemy.

The Japanese two-goal-89 grenade launchers began to carry out cover shooting, with a range of only 500 meters and they did not dare to get too close. The grenades they fired had just crossed the small slope, and a smoke screen mixed with snow and soil rose into the air.
Chapter completed!