under fire

Chapter 1432 It's all about the masters who dare to die

The drought to the south of the Zhang River has cracked the earth, and the scattered green gauze tents to the north of the Zhang River are scattered all over the place.

The green gauze tents become denser as they go north.

Good for ambushes.

The 82mm mortar has a maximum range of [-] kilometers, commonly known as five and a half miles.

Li Xianglian, who was lying in ambush on the west side of the road, was less affected by the poisonous gas, and his combat effectiveness was still there.

Wan Baxi focused on aiming and shooting, and Li Xiang focused on putting propellant on the tail of the grenade.

The elevation angle of the two mortars is adjusted to about [-] degrees, and the third charge is used.

As for whether it can reach the range limit, it can only depend on luck.

Li Laosi acted as an observer and measured the distance: "The distance is five miles, and the southeast wind is three."

As for whether it is five miles away, only God knows. Whether it is a third-level wind or a fourth-level wind can only be felt.

Liu Yuanqing brought a lot of new words to Jiuying, such as passed on the jingle, the first level is the smoke of the kitchen;
In fact, several levels of wind have almost no effect on the seven or eight catties heavy grenade fired, but according to Liu Yuanqing's habit of memorizing formulas when shelling
Two grenades are loaded directly.

There is no test firing, because the high beams cover the line of sight and the impact point cannot be seen.

Anyway, there are many devils, as long as the deviation is not too large, they may be able to smash into the enemy convoy.

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After two muffled bangs, the surrounding area of ​​the mortar seat was instantly filled with dust.

"Loading!" Wan held the direction leveling machine in his thin hand. As a mortar player, he didn't even look at the impact point.

The distance from the enemy is not too far, and it is necessary to prevent the enemy from regaining consciousness and retaliate with gas bombs. After a few shots, the position must be changed quickly.

"Hit the target, continue to beat the mother!" Standing at the top of the temporary three-story ladder, Li Laosan said excitedly.

Holding the grenade and placing it on the muzzle of the gun, the grenade slid to the top of the gun with the sound of metal friction to fire the fuze.

Wan Baxi didn't think too much at all, he took the cannonball and stuffed it directly into the muzzle, his movements were dizzyingly swift.

After the five grenades were fired, he immediately shouted in a low voice: "Move the position immediately."

After the soldiers on the ladder heard the sound of the shell explosion, they methodically retracted their hands and put down Li Laosan who was standing on a high place, and hurriedly lifted the mortar and ran away.

Liu Yuanqing, who had been infected with a small amount of mustard poison, yelled to find lime water to disinfect.

For the first time, Luo Fugui did not get a capture, and felt that it would be unlucky to go back here. There is no reason to go back empty-handed after going out of the mountain all the way.

Let the two soldiers lead the wounded soldier Liu Yuanqing to bypass the spread of the devil's poisonous gas to the north, and go back to find lime water.

Eight figures in gas masks zip across the sorghum fields heading east.

Li Laosan, who was carrying the crooked machine gun he took over from Liu Yuanqing, led the way, followed by Crazy Yang, who was carrying a grenade behind him, with ammunition.

Xiao Hongying ran after Zhang Xiaodao.

The swearing big dog and Luo Fugui led the soldiers carrying the ammunition boxes.

Xiao Hongying didn't expect that the wretched mule, who was afraid of death, was willing to take risks with Crazy Yang.

Thousands of fine Li Xiang in the south began to shell the devils, and the large swathes of sorghum in the east had a wide space for detours.

Crazy Yang believes that the devils who dare to use poisonous gas must not be lenient.

The new plan is simple, a long-distance sneak attack, at least a sneak attack to kill the devil's gunner who used gas bombs.

Of course it would be best if it could hit the devil's gas bombs from a long distance.

As an excellent commander, Oishi Kuma Erro would naturally set up guard posts around the battlefield.

And the bombardment order issued by himself earlier accidentally injured more than [-] warriors under him.

Following Tuba Road, they launched a shelling attack on the imperial army!

Thinking that this was okay, he immediately asked the observer standing on the roof to find the artillery position on Tuba Road.

Give him two gas bombs in return, and they must make their deaths look ugly!

Both parties cannot see each other.

Xiong Erlang didn't know that there were several Eighth Route Movements going to the east to shoot him with black guns.

For Zhang Xiaodao, after running with the guard battalion for a few days, he first experienced the big scene of beating the devils' armored vehicles.

Followed by a surprise attack on the hordes of devils.

Originally, she was dissatisfied with Xiao Hongying, but she only hit one devil with twenty bullets in one shuttle, while Xiao Hongying killed six devils with eleven bullets!
His mentality began to change. After practicing his hidden weapon skills, he finally understood that killing enemies with flying knives on the battlefield is a joke.

The ruthlessness in his bones finally broke out.

Began to take an interest in the sniper rifles he captured with his own hands.

Slowly torturing and killing devils can relieve hatred, but killing more enemies can become a qualified fighter.

The battlefield of blood and fire can make people grow rapidly.

It has nothing to do with age.

This psychological shift is quick.

It doesn't necessarily take time for a recruit to become a veteran, but more of the baptism of bullets and artillery fire.

This feeling is very complicated, and the guerrilla detachment has a lot of shell guns, but no one can shoot so accurately.

Moreover, the guerrilla detachment couldn't afford the prodigal behavior of the guard battalion, which fired eighty rounds of four shell guns and eighty rounds of ammunition in less than a minute, and was even more reluctant.

The guerrilla detachment puts more emphasis on destroying an enemy with one bullet.

If he knew the military theory that it takes tens of thousands of bullets to eliminate an enemy, he would probably think that the guerrilla detachment is actually full of sharpshooters.

Sadly, guerrilla combat is almost all point-and-shoot, and every ambush takes its own toll.

There is almost never any talk of sustained fire!

It is not uncommon for light machine gun bursts to be used as rifles.

Press a row of bullets into the magazine, pull the bolt and load it, and look back at the red instructor who is holding up the binoculars to observe: "Hit the target a mile away, how did you do it?"

Xiao Hongying, who was wearing a gas mask, said in a low voice, "You'll know after you've loaded a hundred bullets."

Not far ahead, Crazy Yang was setting up the equipment and military uniform of the devil's guard post.

Uh... It's not easy for devils without blood to clean their military uniforms.

Luo Fugui was checking the barrel of the light machine gun, shaking his head: "There are still two magazines
The big dog next to him held his rifle on guard.

The ammunition hand is loading bullets into the Czech-style light machine magazine.

Crazy Yang in front of the "sniper team" turned his head and waved: "Front out to the right"

Xiao Hongying's face behind the gas mask was excited, and she was about to step forward, but was held back by Li Laosan: "You stay, I'll go."

Xiao Hongying knew where her shortcomings were, so she could only say in a cold voice: "Be careful."

It's not that she doesn't want to go, it's that the situation doesn't allow it!
That pervert Zhang Xiaodao can run faster than a dog, she can't keep up at all!

In other words, she is not even qualified to be an observer for Zhang Xiaodao!
As an instructor, I am still conscious, and I didn't mess around at this critical moment.

"Hit the devil's artillery position, find a way to blow up the devil's gas shells." Xiao Hongying told Zhang Xiaodao.

Luo Fugui with the machine gun on his back and the big dog looked at each other.

The two of them had roughly the same idea. Is this that wicked and smoldering little girl?

It is the nature of a wicked girl to have good things hidden.

Big Dog's thoughts were more complicated. The sniper rifle made him very jealous, but he didn't take the initiative to ask for it.

On the battlefield, the best way to deal with enemy sharpshooters: shelling!
With that rifle in his hand, sooner or later he will be targeted by devils!
Let the big dog's consciousness rise to act as a sniper, unless the sun comes out from the west.

To him, killing devils is indeed very important, but keeping the dog's life is more important.

A group of eight people spread out and approached the road.

Through the cracks in the sorghum, part of the situation on the road can be seen, and the devils who have been shelled are preparing for the shelling.

Crazy Yang held up his binoculars, and he planned to find out the devil's artillery position where the gas bombs were fired.

The voice was too noisy to hear the devil's password clearly.

In addition to setting up peripheral guards, the devils also have guard posts around the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)