Chapter 48 Which team is this

"Which team is this?" Yanagawa Qingmen suddenly put down his telescope and looked at Hideo Nagagawa with horror.

He stared at the place for less than three minutes, and at least twelve imperial soldiers who rushed up far away had fallen down there, and they were still gun-shots. Looking at the scene of brain shooting, it was a test of the psychological endurance of the soldiers around him. The most surprising thing was that he observed that only up to 15 shots were fired on the city wall. This was not a target shooting on the training ground, it was on the battlefield. The 80% hit rate was absolutely amazing, and even the sharpshooters in the team could not guarantee that they had this hit rate on the battlefield.

The fifteen shots came from at least five people, and even if they were transferred, they would not be so fast. Yagyu, who had studied the sharpshooter at the Imperial College, was definitely sure to make these judgments.

There were at least five sharpshooters on a section of the city wall, which was definitely a great pressure for the attacking imperial soldiers.

"The number of shots is too small. When people attack one after another, even the best sharpshooter will be submerged!" Hideo Nagagawa's mouth slowly raised up and said with a point of view.

Yagyu knew that he was referring to the sharpshooter theory he had studied. After three years of classmate, he emphasized the victory of firepower.

"In this case, the sharpshooter is still slightly superior!" Although the attack ahead was blocked, neither of them was in a hurry. The opposite was the Nanjing city gate, and planes and heavy artillery were coming. The imperial army surrounded by three sides would definitely crush this ancient capital. This is only a matter of time.

"What if I increase my strength?" Nagakawa raised his lips and smiled.

Yagyu didn't say anything. He knew that Changchuan's so-called increase in troops was definitely the result of the collective pressure from the entire brigade.

"I'm really anxious to see that guy Panasonic attacking the city gate alone! There is also a not-so-large gap in that section of the city wall, so I'll tear it a little bigger." Hideo Nagagawa raised his hand behind, and his deputy captain ran over.

"Order the second squadron and the fourth squadron to attack together, there!" Changchuan deliberately pointed to the defense zone of the first battalion with a contemptuous smile on his face. If he had known that a captain Shanmu Dayou had organized his subordinates to charge so arrogantly, his expression would have definitely not be as relaxed as he is now.

Soon, according to his usual style of play, the artillery fire from the rear wing began to pour shells towards the top of the city. In the rising smoke, the two reorganized squadrons had been divided into several waves and began a collective charge.

"Bang!" It was still a headshot. This time, it was not five guns, but at least ten shots. The chargers fell down in a row, and in just two rounds, nearly twenty soldiers had already fallen down.

But this time, the headshot brain did not scare them to attack. The Japanese shouted, jumped over obstacles flexibly and rushed straight towards the city wall. This time, in front of the waves of people, the most impactful attack was the most powerful.

"The power of the waves can penetrate the rocks!" Seeing that the charger stopped a little after only two rounds of shooting, the soldiers in front had already rushed to a place less than ten meters away from the city wall, Nagakawa couldn't help but turn around and say to Yagyu. But he saw Yagyu's mouth wide open and looked ahead in surprise. The telescope in his hand had fallen, and he still didn't know that it was allowed to pull the strap hanging around his neck and sway back and forth in his chest.

Nagagawa looked over with Yanagi's gaze and couldn't help but be stunned.

On the city wall, at that part of the city where there were no people just now, there were at least thirty machine guns. On the city wall, more than 100 meters, there were more than thirty machine guns in a row, which gave people a shocking feeling, especially when more than thirty machine guns sprayed out the flames of revenge together.

"No!" Nagakawa was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but yell, "Stop the attack and come back! Come back quickly!"

But this order was too late. More than 30 mg-34s quickly pulled 250 metal bullet links with their unique high firing rate. A golden rain of bullets filled the entire battlefield, and only the unique roar cut through the layers of bullets and emitted the breath of death.

The mg-34 machine gun may not be as accurate as the sniper shooting, but the rate of fire of more than 800 shots per minute is enough to block the entire dodge space.

In less than two minutes, there were no standing upright walking creatures within 200 meters before the city wall. Only a pile of flesh and blood with broken limbs and arms were left, and various human organs were exposed and constantly wriggling.

Changchuan looked there blankly, forgetting what he was going to say. Half of the troops in a brigade fell in front of the city wall, and he didn't even touch the city bricks.

"Ah!" A terrified scream, a blood-stained Japanese soldier climbed up, paused his feet and shouted wildly to the sky. The gunfires up and down the city walls around him stopped, and everyone looked here and listened to the soldier's incoherent howl.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot broke his disguised scream, and the surroundings immediately became quiet. Even at the city gate, the sound of gunfire seemed to be scattered under the storm-like machine gun roaring just now.

Snake Qi withdrew his gun and Xiao Hefei quickly made a gesture of twenty-three. After a few years of learning, he could count to one hundred at a time.

"What team is this?" Yasuo Qingmen asked casually, gasping for breath.

When Changchuan heard this, he immediately woke up from his sluggishness and shouted loudly: "Go and check which team this is! I want to take revenge! I want to kill them all!"

The red flag swung the corner of the flag with the smoke slowly blown away by the wind, showing the complete pattern of one big, four small and five yellow five-pointed stars to the Japanese soldiers under the city.

"Which team are you?" Huang Huamin, who was still on the defense line, led his subordinates with less than 100 remaining people, and was still on the defense line, couldn't help but ask Niu Yidao beside him.

The supply pressure of the Japanese just now shifted to the First Battalion of the Pioneer Army. Huang Huamin, who breathed a sigh of relief, still came over with a surprised expression and asked.

"The First Battalion of the *** Security Corps." Niu Yiyi replied word by word.

"Bad bullshit, when did the local militia be even better than the Central Teaching Team? To be honest, which team are you from? Because of how happy you are fighting the Japanese just now, let's have a good relationship!" Huang Huamin, an authentic scholar who graduated from Peking University, cursed rarely, and glanced at the row of machine guns that were retreating, swallowed his saliva and continued to ask.

"The First Battalion of the *** Security Corps." Niu Yi still replied word by word.

Huang Huamin suddenly turned aside, Zhao Shuxing, who was immersed in joy, hurried over and said, "We are really the first battalion of the *** Security Corps. We were previously spontaneously organized anti-Japanese team, called the 'Chinese Anti-Japanese Pioneer Army'!" Looking at Huang Huamin's face that was still suspicious, he solemnly added, "Really! We are from the *** Security Corps!"
Chapter completed!