Ueda is an old army. As soon as he came up, he could see that the inverted triangular position of the Eighth Route Army was a bit ridiculous. He ignored him on the left for now. Even if he was attacked, he would not be able to dispatch large troops to detour. However, if the village on the right was not effective, he could try a side-distance attack.

Now, he is going to take out a small team and try the frontal defensive power. If he can pull down in one go, the Tu Eighth Route Army on both wings will have a dead end!

So he sent two teams to monitor the positions on both sides, and set off two cannons in front and aimed at the two hills.

Although the 92 cannon is small, it has a caliber of 70 mm. It exploded two kilometers away and the mountains on both sides and the smoke was filled with dust!

Artillery is just a continuation of infantry. Ueda also knew that the cannonballs alone could not blow up the position. Unless he had 150 heavy artillery, he could blow up a small hill with one shot, but that was just a thought.

While the artillery was bombarded, Ueda began to distribute troops. No matter how many troops were dispatched to test, the firepower was sufficient to cover it.

The distance between the left and right positions was measured in the artillery mirror. He ordered four heavy machine guns to move forward on both sides, and ordered them to set the machine gun positions at a distance of 800 meters from the top of the mountain, and it would not take a step more!

Although the 92nd Stage has a range of one thousand meters, no one is so stupid that he really shoots one thousand meters away, and he doesn't know where the bullets will fly.

The same is true for 800 meters, but it can form barrage attacks on the hills so that it cannot use heavy machine guns to counterattack, so as to cover light machine guns and infantry out forward.

The same is true for light machine guns. They can only waste ammunition at a distance of 500 meters. Only by covering each other with infantry and moving forward within 400 meters will the best distance for the Japanese army to carry out firepower.

By then, within four hundred meters, the machine guns will suppress the opponent's infantry, and the grenade launcher will bomb the light and heavy machine guns, pushing the front line to within two hundred meters. At this time, it is already the world where infantry shoots accurately, and the artillery fire can also stop shooting. If nothing unexpected happens, you can rush until within thirty meters and throw grenades on bayonets.

There were continuous cannons outside, and Zhao Hu found that a shell had not fallen to the position, so he took Shen Yuguo to the south of the village with him.

He only left four people in the entire special forces, that is, two soldiers with good marksmanship were led by the Shen brothers. Now, the sharpshooters are basically not used to attack outside, but it is just right to destroy the Japanese grenade launchers on the position. Now, Master and disciple Yumin followed Hao Dapao to the main position, leaving Shen Yuguo and an deputy named Ruan Ping here.

The three men quietly hid under the wall of a house, took away two bricks, and found that the Japanese machine gunner was carrying the heavy machine gun forward.

Zhao Hu shouted softly: "Get closer, get closer, do you lie down, the Japanese are so crazy, you're going to die if you take two more steps?"

Yuguo remained silent and aimed at the gun tightly. Ruan Ping stretched out his fingers seriously and tried: "Well, the northwest wind, three junctures, you can ignore it!"

Zhao Hu glanced at him angrily, and Shen Yuguo didn't raise his head and whispered: "We are in the village, and the wind is different from the open space outside!"

Ruan Ping blushed and never dared to show off again, but just followed the warning with the gun.

Yu Guodao: "From the flag of the Japanese Chief Cao, the wind may reach four knots, 450 meters. You can try it, but you can't guarantee that you will hit it with one shot!"

Zhao Hu did not answer, but picked up the helmet beside him and stuck it on Ruan Ping's head: "Put your hat, although the cannon here cannot be hit, but the wall falls down and still makes your head bleed. Don't imitate your master, he is an iron head, so he is not afraid of being smashed."

Ruan Ping stretched out his tongue, knowing that his master did not wear it in order not to affect the shooting, but he never dared to mention it, only the company commander often supervised!

Shen Yuguo glanced for a long time and finally fired a shot. The 38 gun mixed with the violent machine gun sound could not be heard at all, but Zhao Hu obviously saw a Japanese man behind the machine gun shooter pounced on the ground and then flew desperately.

Shin Yuguo pulled the bolt and pulled the bullet back and loaded it. He said, "The wind is getting stronger, it seems that it will rain tonight."

After saying that, aim again.

At this time, soldiers from the top of the mountain began to counterattack from time to time, and the light and heavy machine guns of both sides also began to fire, throwing grenades and making a sharp scream in the air. One or two soldiers fell from the Japanese team, and no one went to see them.

"Bao Gou" another shot. As soon as the bullet was released, Shen Yuguo said, "This gun is available!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the 92-year-old shooting stopped shooting. The main shooter tilted his head and a bunch of hot tofu poured on the deputy shooter's head and face.

The deputy sniffer wiped off the bloody tofu on his face, called another deputy to come and hold the bullet, dragged the main sniff away, leaned in front of the machine gun, pressed the iron with both hands and shot.

"Great, great!"

A six-five bullet just hit the bullet plate. The bullet plate that was rolling to the right was hit violently and ran to the left, leaving the exiting bullet shell with no way and directly stuck inside.

The bullet remains unabated, and it hits the fragile plucking board again. The deputy shooter ignored his face being smashed by the bullet platoon and just looked at the machine gun in a daze. After that, the parts inside were broken. Not only did the machine gun work, but the nine people around him were unemployed at the same time.

"Baga, right front! Uh!"

Shin Yuguo shot the deputy shooter open his mouth and cursed: "You're just talking too much!"

When Zhao Hu saw that the machine gun was broken, the Japanese must have noticed it. He also fired several shots at the machine gun position, and then pulled the two of them away.

Sure enough, just as another heavy machine gun swept towards the wall, the Japanese grenade launchers also shot shells at the place, and the dense whistling sound made people's scalp numb.

The Japanese heavy machine firepower was attracted on the side, and they found an opportunity for the soldiers on the top of the mountain. Three heavy machine was carried onto the machine gun position in succession. Facing the Japanese heavy machine gun and grenade launcher, "Gugugu" was a bullet board.

The nine-second level was equipped with scopes, two machine guns swept one heavy machine, and the other was grenade attacking the Japanese through more than 400 meters without any pressure.

As a rain of bullets hit, the two grenadiers raised their hands and threw themselves to the side. One of them was swept into the forehead. The powerful stopping effect made his helmet fly out together with the skull.

The deputy shooter was hit in the lungs by two bullets and knelt on the ground and coughed constantly. When the soldier next to him saw the pink lung leaves that were sprayed out of the guy's mouth, he knew that he was helpless!

Two machine guns were aimed at heavy machine guns, and after sweeping down a large area of ​​Japanese devils, they quickly dragged the gun and retreated. The other one might think that the first battle was very smooth, and one would sweep down the two Japanese devils after a longer time. So they turned the gun and swept the crooked handle and swept the other one again.

Unfortunately, the machine gunner retreated a little late, and a 38-gun bullet hit the forehead accurately. When the person fell back, he lost his breath.

The squad leader slapped the crying deputy shooter on the head, and took two soldiers to drag the heavy machine guns and retreated. As soon as the deputy shooter followed in front of him, the previous machine gun position was hit by two grenades, and the sacrificed main shooter was once again inserted into shrapnel.

"Be smart, it's not the time to cry on the battlefield!" The squad leader cursed the deputy archer, and then took the man to carry the machine gun to find the fighter plane, preparing for the next round of strike!

For a moment, guns and artillery were coming and going, and people were shot and fell to the ground from time to time. Just as the Japanese attacked within 200 meters, each platoon was preparing to use light machine guns, a whistle sound suddenly sounded behind the Japanese. The machine guns on both wings suddenly increased their firepower, while the Japanese in the middle lowered their bodies and gradually retreated!
Chapter completed!