While using the M2 carbine in his hand, he opened fire at the heavy machine gun and the Volunteer Army was jammed; while he led his seven or eight soldiers to advance.

Suddenly, after some discoveries, he quickly shouted: "Stop moving forward~"

That was when he saw a tank gun attacking him. At this moment, a volunteer soldier was lying on the ground without knowing his life and death.

This guy was so unlucky that he pressed on the trunk of the thick pine tree on him, weighing at least hundreds of kilograms.

Faced with such a discovery, Sergeant Martin did not dare to be careless at all.

Even at this moment, the volunteer soldier lying on the ground was constantly blown off one of his legs, and there was a large piece of blood under his body that seemed to make all his blood flow.

There are wounds everywhere in other parts of the body. With such a serious injury, it seems that he has died long ago.

However, based on years of combat experience, some cautious practices developed.

Sergeant Martin did not hesitate at all, but raised his hand and called him over with a shot.

The bullets that were called out in a hurry were slightly missed and did not hit the target's chest and abdomen; instead, they hit the only remaining thigh of the volunteer army.

After the bullet was shot in, a ball of blood immediately splattered.

But the problem is not big, because in such a process, the volunteer soldier on the ground did not even react at all.

Seeing this, Sergeant Martin let go of his biggest worry.

Because based on the rich combat experience he gained during World War II, he knew that whether it was the bravest and resolute SG Guard soldiers under Xiaowang's men or the crazy Japanese.

When they see the defeat, someone may lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and then jump up to attack after they get close.

However, these people cannot remain unmoved after being shot, because this physical instinctive reaction cannot be tolerated by mental power at all.

Besides, there are very few people who can do such things.

More opponents will surrender and be sent to prisoners of war camps. After receiving treatment, they will continue to survive until the end of the war.

After letting go of such a worry, Sergeant Martin smiled and cursed at the rookies who disagreed with:

"Rookies remember well. If you want to survive on the battlefield, don't be afraid of any trouble."

After saying that, he continued to rush up with his soldiers; but after just running five or six steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

By the way! There should be a gaze that made him feel bleak. He was looking at him somewhere at this moment, and he was like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

After instinctively lowering his head, he suddenly saw a scene that made him extremely scared.

At a very close position under the feet of their group, the Volunteer Martin, who was once extremely sure that he had absolutely died, was working.

On the side of his waist, thick smoke was already coming out of a bundle of wooden grenades.

What's even more terrifying is that the other party's face, which opened his eyes at some point, had a smile on his face.

Finally, the Volunteer Army soldier said softly in English with an accent in Connecticut:

"Hey! soldiers, welcome to the beautiful East."

After hesitating for up to half a second, Sergeant Martin finally reacted; then, with fearless courage, pounced on the bundle of grenades.

No matter in any group, there will be some brave people, and the difference is just the proportion.

But the moment he set off, a large fire suddenly burst out from the ground, bringing Sergeant Martin and all the surrounding personnel to the ground.

At this time, Lang Qing, who was more than 60 meters away, finally prepared the stuck M2 heavy machine gun.

"Damn you fairy~" After seeing such a scene and cursing like this, Lang Qing opened fire with the machine gun wildly.

At the position a hundred meters away, a group of soldiers greeted him.

Facing the fire snake that was beating over, these soldiers began to dodge in their instinct.

Suddenly, the difference between veterans and new recruits was clearly displayed at this moment; several new recruits hid behind tree trunks, while veterans would rather lie on the snow on the ground.

Soon after, the wisdom of these veterans was revealed.

Because many seemingly thick tree trunks often cannot even block small-caliber bullets, let alone M2 heavy machine guns, which are heavy weapons with 12.7mm caliber and powerful bullets.

Under the firepower output of Lang Qing, wood chips and snow powder in the sky began to fly.

The soldiers hiding behind directly pierced through the tree trunk, and their bodies exploded with powerful kinetic energy.

Even several thick tree trunks were broken into two pieces by half; the trunks covered with snow suddenly hit the ground with a bang.

The veterans who were lying on the ground and fighting back with M1 Garland rifle were buried directly.

Unfortunately, the young Wolf Green, who fought alone at this firepower point, has not been able to maintain such an excellent performance for very long.

Even a tiger cannot resist the wolves, and this statement still makes some sense.

In order to attack Lang Qing, a flanking firepower point, the army with sufficient troops actually dispatched two platoons of troops and pressed towards this side.

Therefore, even bacon took seven or eight people away before his death by self-destruction; then Lang Qing's heavy machine gun fired, knocking down more than a dozen people.

But when the M2 heavy machine gun in his hand was shot, a 100-round chain was shot.

He had no time to change to a new one, because taking advantage of such an opportunity, more than 40 soldiers left immediately took the opportunity to rush up.

Seeing this, Lang Qing released a Type 50 submachine gun from the space ring and started firing again.

There was a submachine gun with 71 rounds of drums, and only a dozen rounds of bullets were fired, and a super Bazuka rocket was bombarded.

After hitting the small earth slope where he was, Lang Qing flew backwards several meters as if he was hit by a truck.

The 50-style submachine gun in his hand flew backwards in mid-air, and flew out of his hand.

When Lang Qing's back was heavily mounted on a big pine tree, he stopped flying backwards and felt that his poor lungs were almost knocked out of his chest.

But even so, after landing, Lang Qing still gritted his teeth and pulled out the M1911 pistol from the holster on his thigh.

At the front position, several soldiers who had already rushed into 50 meters opened fire, and in a blink of an eye, they knocked down two of them over.

According to Lang Qing's plan, after firing a few bullets in the pistol, he was ready to start the final hand-to-hand combat.

Unfortunately, at this moment, a 105mm caliber tank shell landed directly at a position of up to two or three meters beside him.

When the violent explosion of fire wrapped the wolf green, it regretfully represents one point:

In the new battle, three or four minutes after just started, the hilltop used to resist the attack of the 7-man team, and two people were damaged.

It’s not that they are not strong in combat, but that their opponent’s firepower is a little too strong.

It takes too much life to use flesh and blood to resist such powerful firepower...

*******

The flank fire point composed of Lang Qing and Bacon no longer had any movement in a short time, and it should have been a situation where it was knocked out by the soldiers.

He naturally saw the rookie Amu, who had just summoned this time, clearly.

But even if I saw such a scene, this rookie was powerless at this moment; just like the sentence that bacon shouted before he died:

Sooner or later they all die, and they are just dying later.

Therefore, instead of heartache, two more team members died in battle, it is better to kill more soldiers before you die.

Damn! This slug light machine gun made by the Japanese has been replaced by many team members as the masters. Who knows how many soldiers need to be killed to fulfill the expectations that everyone puts on.

Anyway, Amu felt that he could not fulfill such a huge expectation.

I can only kill some soldiers as much as possible before I die.

With this idea, Amu used his already very skillful movement to operate the crooked light machine gun in his hand.

He kept calling out to the soldiers under the hillside with his sophisticated shots.

Yes, that's right! Now Amu, a rookie, can already be regarded as a somewhat reliable light machine gun main shooter.

Although in this mission, the novices summoned were a little unlucky than their predecessors.

Mainly in this mission, Hu Biao did not have the right time and supplies at hand, giving them a chance to train and grow.

But actual combat on the battlefield is the best way to train and grow.

As long as you don’t die in the battle and feel the intense process of the battle in the cruel war, you will be able to grow up quickly.

This is right! After fighting several battles, Amu was already a little bit.

Under his very experienced shooting, a soldier who was waisting just emerged from the hidden place, but Amu didn't blow his head.

"The 17th one~"

Immediately, Amu's mouth, with a very relieved tone, he said this.

Although these 27 results need to be included in the positions of the Sansouli, operating this crooked light machine gun, all the enemies he killed were enough.

It is also in a defensive mode, and the soldiers are a little irresistible for casualties in order to attack, and it is easy to achieve results and other factors.

But for a rookie, it is already very good to have 17 opponents killed so far.

Unfortunately, without waiting for Amu to have a good expectation, he is still looking forward to when the number of opponents he will kill can reach 20 people.

A mortar that should be a 107mm caliber sounded at them.

Just hearing the noise does not mean that Amu and the two rookies, who were the ones behind the scenes, could escape this huge crisis.

After blurting out the words "Run~" from the commander behind the scenes of the deputy shooter.
To be continued...