under fire

Chapter 204
Exhausted, the devils fell into pieces and fought back on the spot, losing nearly one squad. The devil grenadiers who were under intensive care were still alive and kicking, not even a single wounded.

On the Eighth Route position, three soldiers died, and one was stripped of his pants while screaming, and was being bandaged by He Gensheng, and his buttocks were cut open by the shrapnel from the devil's projectile while lying on the stone.

No one paid attention to all this, the bullets rang out in a hurry, and the grenadiers continued to pour their anger into the position of the eight-way machine gun, but the eight-way machine gun always changed places before finishing shooting.

The Devil Grenadier's attention was distracted by the constantly changing positions of the machine gun fire points, always half a beat behind.

It wasn't until Balu also began to discover the problem that as long as the position of the machine gun was fired, within a few seconds, it would definitely be bombed.

Luo Fugui ran a little slower this time, and the grenade exploded not far behind him. There was a loud bang, and he was knocked over by the shock wave. After a while, he got up, groped around, and grabbed the ancestral heirloom first. I found that it didn’t seem to be very important. I leaned to the side and groped around myself, and finally found that the place where the money was placed on my back was a little painful. The root seems to be a little more.

Quickly pulled it to the chest and touched it again. Looking carefully, a piece of shrapnel scratched the cloth bag and was stuck on the gold bar.

Regardless of his face being wounded by the bushes, the little blood oozing gradually formed drops on his face, and the ears were full of messy voices, and even the gunshots could no longer be heard, so he shook his head: "My grandma, this What's going on?"

The sound seemed far away.

The bullets flew all over the sky again, hitting the rocks and splashing stone chips, seeing Boss Hu moved to another place, and then a grenade hit that place again, blowing up a bush and flying around, but she couldn't hear anything , subconsciously climbed behind a rock, supported the rock, slowly shook his staring head, and touched a soldier who was shooting in front until he touched the one that had emptied the magazine and was pressing bullets into the gun The soldier's legs did not stop.

With a broken voice, he shouted: "Wang Xiaosan? Your grandma's, hurry up and see if I'm missing anything?"

After loading the bullet, Wang Xiaosan turned around and cast a glance at the guy: "You don't have any blood on your body, you're missing something, get out of here quickly, don't disturb. Uh. You're a trickster?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the rifle and ran to the side.

Seeing Wang Xiaosan's lips fluttering up and down, but he couldn't hear anything, Luo Fugui was a little dumbfounded: "He's a grandma, could it be that he was deaf because of the blast?"

Hu Yi also heard Luo Fugui screaming, and found that Luo Fugui was talking to Wang Xiaosan, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with the situation.

As soon as they came to the back of a rock, the faces of the two soldiers who were lying on their stomachs changed drastically, and they quickly gave up their positions and ran to both sides.

Hu Yi didn't care. He mounted the machine gun and observed for a while. He looked at the place where there was a muzzle flame in the bushes in the distance. He pressed the trigger based on his feeling. There was a sound of three-point shooting, and the ballistic trajectory was weird. The place where the fire was flashing was torn left and right, and then based on the feeling, another shuttle was sent to the other place where the fire was shining. After twenty rounds of bullets were fired, I quickly pulled the machine gun and ran west. It was only about ten meters away. He arrived at the place where Luo Fugui was squatting.

"Not dead, what are you doing lying there, change places quickly!"

He didn't hear a reply, Hu Yi looked at the mule that was staring at Toad and looked at him, and kicked over: "Why are you so stunned? Hurry up and shoot to suppress it!"

Even though the devils had two squads, they had nowhere to say anything to the eight formations in front of them, and the firepower of the eight routes was unprecedentedly fierce!
The Second Lieutenant Devil, who was commanding the machine gun and grenades in the back, didn't want to stay any longer. He saw his colleague, the Second Lieutenant Yu Sui, through the binoculars, but he didn't arouse his ferocity. No matter what, if he attacked again, he didn't seem to be able to take advantage of it. nothing cheap.

The sky turned from orange-red before sunset to gray, and it was meaningless to frantically suppress the firepower of the Eight Routes. The front team no longer charged, and more than half of them were killed or injured. The team I sent up also hid in the bushes and couldn't get up.

He took off his sweaty and grease-stained gloves and threw them angrily into the nearby bushes.

Finally calmed down completely, he ordered the machine gun next to him to stop firing, but the grenadier was still firing in front. The second lieutenant slowly stepped forward and kicked the grenadier to the ground. The accurate guy fought for a long time, and didn't even get rid of the machine guns on the Eighth Route position. It seemed that the training during this period must have been inattentive, and he had to practice to the death.

The suppressing machine gun stopped, and the devils breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the commander was preparing them to retreat or hide on the spot, waiting for the next attack.

It's almost dark, next time?It's impossible to attack again after dark, right?Anyway, you should be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The sound of the devil's rifle became thinner in an instant, and the eight roads on the other side cooperated well, and the shooting changed from dense to sparse, and gradually decreased.

Second Lieutenant Guizi was a little unsure. He didn't expect the firepower of the Eight Routes in front of him to be so fierce. It seemed that he might have encountered the main force of the Eight Routes. He also realized that there must be big people in this group of Eight Routes. The moon appeared, but it didn't emit any light. At this moment, I suddenly felt that I couldn't see anything except the bleakness in front of my eyes.

If he hadn't known that his subordinates were lying in the bushes in front of him, he would have thought that these three or five people were wandering around in the barren hills.

The machine gunner lying behind the crooked machine gun turned his head and looked at the second lieutenant who was about to merge into the bushes. The deputy shooter was still pressing bullets into the machine gun. For some reason, the second lieutenant suddenly ordered a ceasefire.

Only on the Eighth Route position, gunshots would occasionally sound.

No one on both sides could see who they were, and the rest were the two sides who hid their bodies, only the occasional wailing from the wounded soldiers.

Obviously, the screams on the devil's side are much more intensive, but the voice is much lower. The devil is well-trained, and his endurance is naturally better than that of Balu.

Sergeant Cao was lying in the bushes, and was commanding some devil soldiers to bandage the wounded soldiers. The devil health soldiers accompanying the team were too busy at all. Eight roads away, they didn't have the consciousness to show mercy to those people with their hands wrapped in white cloth strips , who cares what kind of soldier you are, as long as you dare to stand up, the muzzle of the gun behind the stone will burst into flames.

Hu Yi, who was leaning against the rock, frowned. He had seen just now that the devils were armed with two light machine guns. It was getting dark, and the devils would not have the guts to attack in the dark. Take the lead, most of them become a dead word.

This kind of terrain is only suitable for defense, and most of the time the devil is crushed and unable to lift his head.

For Jiulian, this battle was not difficult, but the situation was not very good.

One is the ammunition, just like this for a while, Hu Yi knew by feeling that there should not be too many bullets left. The battle was fierce. Hu Yi poked the barrel of the gun with his sleeve, and he could feel the barrel of the gun through the cotton cloth. temperature.

The devils on the opposite side stopped firing, and most of them hid in the bushes a hundred meters away. It would be foolish to fight again. There is no need to waste bullets. Wounded soldiers are absolutely indispensable.

The Nine Company also ended the battle. The soldiers squatted behind the rocks, pulled out their bayonets, and carved horizontal lines on the butts of their guns. Some soldiers also carved orthographic characters.

What is the result of the battle just now? Those who are close to each other are bragging about each other. He Gensheng is excited, so many wounded soldiers have to be dealt with!
Not many soldiers were directly hit, and most of them were injured by grenades from Devils grenade launchers.

The two soldiers who were shot in the head had already lost their breath.

He is usually the best brother, holding his comrades in arms, with red eyes and tears, angrily cursing the devil on the opposite side, if words can kill, the eighteen generations of the devil's ancestors on the opposite side will be pulled out by him to connect with each other and kill him first.

Luo Fugui was not interested in the number of enemy casualties, and he ignored the bullets that were being thrown at the sacrificial soldiers, and even swearing fiercely, because he couldn't hear them at all, and just cried with a mournful face, holding dead fish eyes Staring at Hu Yi, hoping he can retreat.

However, Hu Yi hadn't seen any movement, but kept pressing bullets into the machine gun magazine.

Finally counting that Hu Yi had filled the three magazines with bullets, he put the machine gun aside, and then watched Hu Yi pull out the binoculars and look at the devil, motionless like a statue.

As a result, the bear's eyeballs also became dull.

(End of this chapter)