"Pig Tu? What is Pig Tu?" Company Commander Cao asked while shooting. Unfortunately, his shooting skills were not very good. He shot five times before hitting a Japanese man, but he still shot his legs. He glanced at Zhao Hu in a blink of an eye and saw that he kept pulling the board. Any Japanese man he was targeting could not escape the fate of being hit!

"Zhutu means that regardless of the life or death of the people ahead and around him, he is dedicated to the target. It is also a way of fighting for death. Therefore, we must eliminate as much as possible before they form a charge!"

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Cao Dayong saw Zhao Hu fired four shots in a row, and two grenades running wildly dodged left and right, but they were still hit by bullets and fell to the ground. One of them was not dead for a moment, but they just kept rolling around with their stomachs in their arms.

"Hey, battalion commander, your marksmanship is amazing. Those two old Japanese men are in a weird way and they can't aim at it at all. How did you hit it?"

Zhao Hu gently patted the gun body and said, "This is a semi-automatic rifle. I forced him to turn right with one bullet, and then waited for him directly in front of me. The Japanese did not expect my gun to shoot, so I couldn't figure it out until I died!"

"Damn, there is also this operation? How can I get it in advance?"

"It's nothing, you can only fight and practice more. Look, the Japanese who is carrying a small flag in the front right, pay attention to his steps. Although he is going to the left, his target must be the stone in the front right. Now, aim at the back of the stone, hurry up, shoot!"

"Bang Hook"

The gun body was shocked, and Cao Dayong suddenly looked up while pulling the pill. He saw that the Cao Cao really threw himself to the front right. Unfortunately, he had delayed a little just now. The bullet shot into the Japanese left buttocks, making him turn upwards suddenly, and then threw away the rifle, hugged the back buttocks and rolled wildly.

Cao Dayong was about to re-shot the gun, but Zhao Hu said: "Save it, he has lost his combat power. Instead of hitting him, who is rolling all over the ground, it is better to find the target again. Seeing that, the Japanese behind him didn't even look at this guy, it must be the non-commissioned officer level among the Japanese. These Japanese guns are particularly accurate in shooting skills, and they are also the first target we need to eliminate!"

Company Commander Cao followed and saw the Japanese waist from the two stones. So he took the gun again and aimed calmly. Just as the Japanese were about to shoot, he shot him.

The old Japanese man suddenly arched upwards, then bent there like a prawn. After several seconds, he fell softly to the ground.

"Okay, it's a good shot. This shot shattered the Japanese liver and kidneys, and it hurt him to death. Therefore, when shooting a target, you don't have to aim your head. Any place where the bullet hits can leave some things. We don't want to kill more now. Even if it's just killing, it can weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness. Not good, roll!"

"Woo" A grenade throwing was a sharp and strange cry. When it fell down, fortunately, the initial speed of this thing was very low. After hearing the sound, as long as there was time, there was no time to avoid it.

Only a "boom" sound was heard. Company Commander Cao felt his head full of dirt and shook it. There was still a buzzing sound in his ears. When he looked at Zhao Hu again, he had found a new shooting position, shooting one after another!

The bullets roared on the right hand for a while, and a light machine gunner tilted back, and a bullet was already hit by the forehead, and he saw that he could not survive.

Seeing that the deputy shooter took the machine gun, Company Commander Cao yelled: "Machine gunners should be careful to transfer positions. Don't stay in the same place. You can recruit guns. Everyone shoot calmly. As long as you can hit the Japanese, there is no need to make up for the gun!"

Hearing this, the soldiers came to their senses. No wonder they could not shoot one of them in several shots. It turned out that wounded Japanese were harder to fight than living Japanese, because they all lay down after being shot and found a bunker. The target suddenly became much smaller. Anyway, there were many Japanese below, so why bother to hang them? The same is true for killing them!

For a moment, the squad leader also noticed everyone's shooting level and quickly divided the soldiers into combat groups, paired up in pairs, or dealt with three people. As the gunfire on the position increased, there were a lot of fallen Japanese!

Zhao Hu pressed a row of bullets again and said to Company Commander Cao with a smile: "These soldiers are good. They adapted quickly and can learn from each other. When they turned back to the base, they used more bullet training. Within half a year, they were all elite soldiers and strong generals!"

"Use more bullets?"

Cao Dayong only then recalled that it seemed that Battalion Commander Zhao had never asked the soldiers to save ammunition. Although everyone had seized a lot of ammunition before this, they were fighting. In peacetime, which unit would be willing to use a large number of bullets to train soldiers?

But after thinking about it again, I feel that it is very likely. It is said that Battalion Commander Zhao is a military expert, and he is next to the arsenal, and he is not like playing with the idea of ​​making bullets?

Thinking of this, he was no longer stingy. He picked up a full magazine and pressed it on. He calculated the Japanese's pace and trajectory in his mind. He no longer stared at the Japanese. Instead, he calculated the measurement in advance before shooting calmly. Unexpectedly, this method really worked. Five guns actually knocked down two and scratched one!

In addition to tempering infantry, fighting is also a double test for machine gunners, because on the one hand, they must shoot stably and maintain firepower, and on the other hand, they are hated by the Japanese. Who told them to sweep it into a large area?

Look, the gorilla was holding a universal machine gun in his hand. He relied on his strong body and did not use a tripod, but always shot in a light machine gun posture.

In addition to two ammunition belts hanging around his neck, there are two ammunition hands following him. One of them had several ammunition belts hanging around his neck. As long as the orangutan roared, he pulled down one and loaded the bullet. Then he lay next to the machine gun to provide the orangutan with target information and listened to the super machine gunner's shooting sound like a drumbeat.

Although the gorilla is huge, it is not dull at all when fighting. A machine gun is as long as music is heard. The bullets swept out are like leveling on the ground, and the elevation is like measuring with a ruler.

Moreover, this guy was very scheming and did not shoot at the Japanese in front of him. He only picked the Japanese in front of the left or right. Every time he swept out a long time and knocked down a few Japanese, he immediately turned the muzzle and shot the Japanese on the other side, which made the Japanese hated him and couldn't do anything to him for a while.

In the words of the gorilla, if they have cleaned so many of the left and right wings, they will help them eliminate the middle-lane Japanese, right? Of course, this kind of cross-fire fighting style is not easy to be hated by the Japanese. When the front-line understands it, the saddles and horses around them are sparse and they can't make any big waves.

Although the special forces killed and injured a large number of soul figures among the Japanese and extinguished their mobile firepower, the Japanese still had a lot of bases. They defeated a group of people in the front and then rushed up from behind, as if they had already drunk the talisman water, and felt that they were invulnerable to swords and guns, they howled and rushed forward.

But these Japanese men had quite accurate shooting skills. In addition to defeating many new recruits, machine gunners, they also shot many soldiers, causing Cao Dayong to suffer heavy losses.

Finally, under the bayonet, they put away the rifles with slow firing speed, picked up grenade launchers and started bombarding. Fires rose up among the Japanese crowd and immediately exploded one after another. If the Japanese shoot down, they would hinder the attack of the subsequent troops and lose their precious attack time. In the end, they could only fall into the vast ocean behind them.

Therefore, the casualties caused by these waves of grenades to the Japanese were even higher than those of machine gunners, which forced the Japanese officers to wave their command knife and shout and attack desperately. The Japanese who climbed to the hillside in front had even gotten stuck in bayonets and prepared to fight hand-to-hand!

Seeing the Japanese who ignored the casualties gathered more and more at the foot of the mountain, Zhao Hu issued an order at the right time, and only heard a few dull sounds of "bangbang". The Japanese at the foot of the mountain raised their heads and saw black pancakes falling from the sky!
Chapter completed!