Mortar shells kept falling on the side of the Ming army with whistle sounds, and the Ming army either hid beside the rubble or behind houses.

It was still about a squad of troops, shooting at the French army.

The marksmanship of these veterans is generally very accurate, and no one loves showing off like the new recruits.

What they shoot is broad-faced rifles like the chest or belly, and powerful rifles like the Aka rifle.

No matter where it is hit on the body, it can immediately make the opponent lose combat effectiveness.

Ding San discovered a surprising scene. Even though the French army had two or three times more men than the Ming army. There were also mortars as artillery support, but under the precise shooting of the Ming army, they were unable to advance at all.

Two of the French soldiers who were surrounded by fire were killed.

The remaining French soldier huddled behind the wall, shivering and not daring to move.

Ding San did not take action, the sniper had a sniper target.

In the words of the commander-in-chief, it is a high-value target.

The enemy's second lieutenant platoon leader has yet to arouse Ding San's interest.

The two sides fired at each other for more than ten minutes on both sides of this small square.

The French army gradually began to lose patience. The platoon in the middle was still using firepower to attract the attention of the Ming army. The remaining French army began to move towards the two wings, preparing to outflank and outflank the enemy.

At this time, the Ming army took the initiative to retreat.

The veterans covered each other and ran backwards in a staggered manner.

Ding San noticed that their traveling routes were almost the same.

Most of the time, they can make the person behind step on the footprints of the person in front.

The veterans retreated a hundred or ten meters very quickly and hid in a factory workshop.

The French troops, who were preparing to take a roundabout route, immediately rushed forward in a swarm.

It seems that they are preparing to surround the workshop and annihilate these more troublesome Ming troops.

Ding San adjusted the scope and soon found the French company commander wearing the captain's epaulettes.

"Da da da da...!" The French army quickly fell into the encirclement set by the old monkey.

Three mg-43 general-purpose machine guns fired wildly on the flanks, and mortar shells and grenade launchers rained down like hail.

Artillery shells hit the French charging formation one after another, and the running French troops were immediately engulfed in smoke and flames.

"Bang!" Amidst the explosion of artillery shells, Ding San shot the lying company commander in the back.

The huge kinetic energy of the 12.7mm bullet directly cut the French company commander into two pieces.

The upper body turned over, but the lower body was twisted strangely.

The French mortar soldiers were eagerly searching for the location of the enemy's mortars.

Unexpectedly, they had become Ding San's prey.

Ding San killed the French company commander with one shot, then turned the gun and aimed it at the mortar in the distance.

This thing is currently the most lethal weapon against the Ming army.

Just when Ding San was still taking aim and preparing to fire, there was another explosion, and the French mortar position was also surrounded by smoke.

What kind of army is this? It actually found the French mortar position in such a short period of time.

After two more rounds, Ding San finally saw an even more violent explosion.

The ammunition exploded and the enemy's mortar position was destroyed.

The mortar position was gone, and the Ming army's firepower began to pour wildly on the French.

Mortars even shelled French soldiers one by one by name!

At the beginning, the French army was still desperately resisting.

But in the end, the French also gave up.

There was no way to fight, and they had no chance of meeting the Ming army.

The ferocious machine gun fire pinned people behind walls or beside the ruins, and then the shells continued to hit them downwards.

A French soldier stood up from behind the ruins with his hands raised, but within seconds he was torn to pieces by bullets.

Before the blood spurting out of his body hit the ground, other French soldiers stood up.

They threw away their weapons and fell to the ground with their hands raised.

He shouted something loudly in French, but no one in the Ming army could understand him.

But the gunfire stopped, and two Ming soldiers ran over.

They were hunched over, jumping between the rubble like civet cats.

I would rather walk on the rubble than on the road.

Soon they came to the French, drove the French into a team and escorted them back.

They were walking at the back carrying Aka rifles, and Ding San felt that their guns must have been set to burst fire.

Maybe the French army was lucky, or maybe their God really blessed these people who didn't want to fight anymore.

No one stepped on the landmines, and everyone reached the Ming army safely.

The old monkey appeared out of nowhere and checked the French one by one to confirm that they had no weapons.

He roughly took off someone's belt and took off that person's pocket watch.

Other Ming soldiers followed suit, and soon the French had to hold up their pants with both hands and follow the soldiers escorting them back.

It's not a good idea to run around naked on such a cold day.

Ding San put away his gun and carefully leaned it against the wall.

After searching carefully, I finally found some dry firewood in the corner of the boiler room.

A fire was built, and the kettle was hung on the fire with a wire.

There is no need to worry about smoke here, because there was a war just now and there was smoke everywhere.

There is nothing better than drinking some hot water on a cold day.

Although they are both Ming armies, the gap is really huge.

These bandit-like veterans are more alert than bobcats and more ferocious than hungry wolves on the battlefield.

Every detail reveals the experience of these people!

In this tragic battlefield environment, if a recruit can survive one battle, he will become a veteran, and if he can survive two battles, he will become a veteran.

It's obvious that these guys down there are all very oily.

There are only two situations in such a group, one is to die quickly, and the other is to live for a long time.

The former is mostly for new recruits, while the latter is mostly for veterans.

Ding San felt a lot more at ease, maybe he could survive in this group until the end of the war.

It's very cold, even if there is a fire.

The Ming army's duck down clothes were very good, but they were still a little cold.

When the outer canvas of duck down clothes is rubbed, it will always make a sound like sandpaper.

Ding San heard a familiar sound. The friction of French soldiers' clothes would never make such a sound.

But he still took out a grenade and pulled out the pin with his fingers.

The old monkey sat down next to the fire, took off his shoes and took out the insoles inside and started roasting them.

The smell of salted fish immediately filled the air!

"Next time, don't touch someone's back like this, you will die." Ding San inserted the pin back and put the grenade back into his arms.

"In this crazy weather, we must make sure our feet are warm. But the last thing you should do is feet. They sweat as soon as they get warm.

The insoles get wet when you sweat, and the wet insoles are as cold as ice cubes.

Take it off and bake it too!"

The old monkey didn't answer Ding San's words, and kept flipping the smoking insoles with his hands.

Without saying anything, Ding San immediately took off his shoes and baked the socks and insoles together.

The taste of salted fish is even stronger!

"Why use grenades instead of guns? You are treated well by the higher ups. There is a box of cannons for you."

The old monkey glanced at the box of cannons Ding San carried on his waist!

Most of the infantry of the Ming Army were equipped with revolvers, and close combat weapons such as box guns were almost every infantryman's dream.

"If you can touch and hear the sound, it will be useless no matter how fast I draw the gun.

With grenades, at least we have a chance to kill each other.
To be continued...