The mortar is much more powerful than the Japanese grenade launcher.

And the range is also long. In this jungle full of trees, mortars are even more useful than some large-caliber artillery.

"Captain, according to your order, the soldiers have already entered the trench early, otherwise our casualties will be heavy!"

"But the artillery fire this time came too suddenly, we must think of a solution."

Li Yunlong frowned and said, "There is no other way, tell the soldiers to hide."

"The Japanese are just those two brushes, and they won't charge until their bombing is over!"

While talking, Li Yunlong took off his Russians and threw away the soil on it.

He is waiting now, and the Japanese stop the artillery fire and charge, that is their chance.

After a few minutes, the sound of artillery fire gradually weakened.

Almost a Japanese squadron of nearly a hundred people approached quickly towards them.

"Everything is available, be ready for battle!"

Li Yunlong yelled: "Don't rush to shoot first, wait until these Japanese guys are put in about two hundred meters and firing."

After saying that, Li Yunlong turned his head and looked in the direction where Milong was.

"Milong, you are so shameless. Don't just come up with me."

"The first wave of the Japanese devils is just a tentative attack. Don't expose my firepower!"

"yes!"

There are only about two hundred people in the entire team, including three heavy machine guns, four Czech and two Bren machine guns.

The overall firepower of the machine gun is stronger than that of a reinforced battalion.

This is not considered to be the M16 special forces team and the older Sichuan army.

If all his firepower is exposed in the first wave, this will not be a good thing for Li Yunlong and the others.

After all, this is an expeditionary force now, not in the northeast or northwest of Shanxi.

If there were German air defense guns in the past, no matter whether they exposed their firepower, they would just fire the gun and wash it first.

“300 meters!”

“250 meters!”

The Japanese slowly approached Li Yunlong and the others' positions.

Li Yunlong took a deep breath and raised the rifle in his hand.

When a forward-rushing Japanese appeared within his range, Li Yunlong pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

As the gunshot sounded, the running Japanese instantly had a hole in their heads.

Blood mixed with brain matter burst out directly from behind his head and fell to the ground in an instant.

And Li Yunlong's gunshot is also a signal.

The soldiers of the Sichuan Army, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately pulled the trigger in their hands.

"Da da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The unique Czech gunshots sounded on the positions, and the soldiers holding M16 also shot at the Japanese.

In an instant, many Japanese chargers were shot and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the other Japanese shot and fired back.

But their charges gradually disappeared.

On the battlefield, bullets were covered like a fishing net, and soldiers on both sides were constantly hit and fell to the ground.

On the side of the Sichuan Army, the injured soldiers were quickly dragged behind by their comrades, where Hao Xichuan and several soldiers were doing this simple battlefield first aid.

With years of combat experience and accurate shooting skills, Li Yunlong and the members of the special forces kept killing the rushing Japanese.

But those new recruits and defeated soldiers were not so lucky.

Many of them saw such a scene for the first time, and they were all very hand-made, just like a cat and a tiger.

"Damn it!" Li Yunlong cursed angrily when he saw this: "Meng Fan, what are you doing? You can't keep your side still!"

Meng frowned and didn't care too much, so he started shouting.

"Everything is stable, put your head down and lower it. You can only fire at the Japanese devils!"

"Sunny, why are you trembling? Is the gun in your hand a fire stick?"

"A few idiots over there, who made you gather together? The Japanese came over with grenade launchers, and you all will be finished!"

Meng Fanle was also forced to do so at this time, and yelled and yelled at the group of recruits and stabilized the front line.

There are particularly many new soldiers who have grown melon seeds.

They were scared themselves, and now they were even more guilty when Meng Fan yelled.

Fortunately, Meng Fanle specially arranged a few slightly experienced soldiers to point at the side, which also stabilized the new recruits a lot.

Milong kept firing with Czech machine guns.

As a Northeastern man, Milong is tall and big, and is naturally suitable for resisting machine guns and is also born as a machine gunner.

However, without training, his accuracy did make Li Yunlong a little anxious.

This guy only sweeps around with a machine gun. Sometimes he can only kill one or two Japanese men after he has exhausted all bullets.

"Click!"

Soon, Milong ran out of a magazine.

"Magazine! Change the bullet!"

Milong roared anxiously, but no one paid attention to him.

The angry Milong immediately kicked Doupan at the ground: "Why are you pretending to be dead? Hurry up, bring the magazine for me!"

This scene happened to be seen by Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong shook his head and thought to himself: After this battle is over, he must teach this kid a good lesson.

Whose light machine gun is playing this way? This is too much of a loser.

This scene also made Zhou Weiguo think of Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao also likes to hold a light machine gun and shoot at the Japanese.

But Zhang Dabiao was accurate in his hands, and a shuttle of bullets could kill a lot of Japanese devils.

Compared to Milong, Cui Yong is much more experienced.

He was holding his temper to wait for the opportunity. When the Japanese were lying down and shooting against the Sichuan Army, he did not fire immediately.

He didn't start shooting until one of the Japanese officers commanded his squad to get up.

"Da da da da!"

The bullets crossed the sky like a meteor and shot at the Japanese.

Soon, a large number of Japanese devils fell down like leeks.

The Japanese quickly realized this and used straggler assault.

But Cui Yong was not panicked, and the machine gun shot three or five short shots directly in his hands.

The devils were beaten directly by him and started dancing.

The right time to pour the firepower to the key position saved him a lot of bullets and a lot of time to change bullets.

Less than two minutes ago, Cui Yong also drew all of a magazine, but his shooting percentage was much higher than Milong.

A series of designs have served at least twenty or thirty Japanese.

The Japanese seemed to realize this.

In less than a quarter of an hour of attack, more than half of a squadron were injured or killed.

Seeing this, the Japanese squadron leader was very helpless and ordered a small team to start retreating under the command of the team leader.

After all, the firepower here is too strong, and they can't stand it at all.

The Japanese retreat also gave the Sichuan Army a chance.

Of course they would not miss this opportunity to beat the dog in the water.

When the Japanese retreated, they left ten corpses directly, and when they retreated from the battlefield, there were less than thirty people.

In an instant, the soldiers of the entire Sichuan Army cheered and celebrated the victory of the battle.
Chapter completed!