Yang Yue waved.

Gong Hu followed Yang Yue with his own people.

Zhao Shoutian was taking the soldiers of the Snow Leopard Special Forces in the South Wing, two hundred meters away.

What they faced was a large group of Japanese devils.

I have to say that the Japanese have really sufficient troops. After a wave of death, they have died.

If they did not launch the Pacific War and provoke the US imperialists, but instead focused on fighting with the Chinese, it would be hard to say who would win.

Fortunately, there is no if...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Shooting from a distance.

Kill the three Japanese in front of them in one breath.

"Ding Dong!"

"Ding Dong!"

Three Bren-style light machine guns were obtained in a row.

Release it in a nearby area without any movement.

"Use a machine gun!"

Yang Yue said in a deep voice.

Gong Hu was slightly stunned.

Where is the machine gun?

Then I saw a machine gun next to me.

Immediately lifted up and fired violently at the Japanese. The firepower suddenly surged.

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

The Brenn Light Machine Gun has a longer range of bullets than the Thomson Submachine Gun.

At a distance of three or four hundred meters, it still has very accurate lethality.

Under the strafing of machine guns, the Japanese invaders in front hurriedly dispersed.

All the Japanese invaders fell down quickly.

Of course, Gong Hu and others also quickly fell down.

Encounter battle becomes positional battle.

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

The machine guns of both sides fired at each other.

Bullets kept passing through both sides' heads.

Since both sides are hiding well and the distance is 400 meters away, it is still difficult to accurately hit the other party.

Most often, machine guns exist as suppression of firepower, which is to prevent the enemy's next action.

For example, it is absolutely impossible for you to stand up and start a charge.

Dense machine gun bullets will break the stormtroopers.

However, this sudden encounter is a paradise for Yang Yue.

The Japanese did not have complete fortifications, they just lie down.

In the relatively flat wilderness, every Japanese was his hunting target.

The heart is as calm as water.

Calm and shoot.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

One shot at one.

One shot at one.

The gunshots were caught in the machine gun strafing, inconspicuous.

I kept telling myself that I was just a little soldier, an inconspicuous soldier...

My duty is to kill the Japanese. Kill one is enough to make money. Kill two and earn one.

"Ding Dong!"

"You killed one of the Japanese invaders from a distance."

"You get a special reward: one domestic 82mm mortar and 200 shells."

"The reward has been allocated to the Canal Detachment."

"You get 800 points."

The system keeps prompting.

Yang Yue was calm.

Just to save equipment. There is nothing to make a fuss.

The Canal Detachment has so many people and poor equipment, and it requires at least 500 pieces of equipment to face the Japanese.

What's the use of a mortar?

There are not a hundred or dozens of people, so I dare not challenge the Japanese invaders at all.

It should be known that what they encountered here would be the main force of the 12th Army of the Japanese invaders. It was the only mobile corps of the Japanese invaders in North China and East China.

In the formation of this army, each division has a considerable amount of heavy firepower. The 105mm heavy cannon is very common. In addition to the division, there is also 150mm howitzer support.

You only have a hundred or dozens of 82mm mortars, and you can't get to the level at all.

Unless there are more than one hundred and dozens of 155mm howitzers, they can barely be considered...

Stop!

Stop!

I was thinking about it again!

Do you think you are Li Yunlong! There are more than a hundred and dozens of heavy artillery...

Li Yunlong is not okay!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Bullying your head and shooting attentively.

After one magazine is finished, change the magazine and continue shooting.

Another magazine was finished and changed again. Continue.

Focus on without distraction.

There are only Japanese in my eyes.

Patiently search for every Japanese.

Accurately hit every Japanese with bullets.

The only requirement is to hit and never let any bullet fall.

Unintentionally, he entered a certain ethereal state again.

Shooting is full of rhythm.

At the same time, a familiar voice sounded in my ears: no guns, no cannons, the enemy made us...

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

The light machine gun next to it kept firing.

The gunshots of Yang Yue perfectly covered up. The Japanese who were shot also thought they were hit by a machine gun.

No Japanese have noticed that there was such a terrible killer hidden in the middle of the Eighth Route Army. Yang Yue was so rare that he was so quiet and focused on shooting.

"Ding Dong!"
To be continued...