Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 150 Death Scythe
Brigadier General Smart was not involved in the conversation between the two school officers.

His battlefield intuition told him that a group of soldiers who dared to put themselves into complete death would never let the defeated generals of the past succeed so easily.

Even if the Japanese are tenacious enough and extremely cautious.

Perhaps the turning point of the battlefield was at the moment when those Japanese launched a thunderous blow.

The brigadier general's instincts were right.

The reason for the lieutenant colonel's self-confidence is also valid.

It's just that none of them expected that the counterattack from the warehouse would be so fierce, and the two highest commanders in the warehouse would personally go into battle shirtless.

When the two armies are facing each other, the leading general behind the main army is certainly admirable, but the leading general takes the lead and stands in front of the army with a knife, leading thousands of horses and horses to march forward, but it is even more bloody. Zhang Zhang, regardless of life and death, followed behind.

Two different styles of leading troops, which one is better, may only be judged by victory.

But in the current battle situation, Tang Dao undoubtedly made the most correct choice.

If you risk your life for the sake of a general, how can your subordinates dare to risk their lives?

Tang Dao and Lei Xiong came to the first floor of the warehouse with the MG34 machine gun with a replaced short barrel at the moment when the machine gun and the infantry gun were bombarded.

That was the most dangerous position in the warehouse but also the best shooting range. To be precise, it was the best area for shooting infantry.

The most powerful heavy firearm in the warehouse is naturally the machine gun. There can be no living people on the trajectory of the machine gun with a flat firing range of up to 2500 meters.

However, the rate of fire of the machine gun is really too slow.

If a hundred fearless soldiers charge the machine gun in a semicircle within a distance of 50 meters, the machine gun can at most empty one bullet plate and kill five or six people, and it will basically be declared over.

But that is what the world's first high-firing general-purpose machine gun is most willing to see.

The MG1000 with a limit rate of fire of 34 rounds per minute is not afraid of intensive charging, as long as there are enough bullets in its belt.

The barrel can be replaced every three seconds at the fastest. If two or more MG34s cooperate with each other, the flow of sprayed bullets can be almost uninterrupted.

The Czech-style light machine gun with 20 rounds of magazines and the Maxim heavy machine gun with a cloth belt belt can be thrown out by the big brother of the "Hitler Chainsaw" in terms of continuous firepower output.

At the moment when the Japanese infantry were creeping forward and getting closer to the warehouse, Tang Dao stood in front of the window on the left wing of the first floor, kicked two hard kicks, and kicked off two sandbags on one side of the shooting pile, expanding the shooting range by one third , covering almost half of the frontal battlefield.

"Sir." The corners of Erya's eyes twitched slightly after following her.

Although you are used to the extremely unique fighting style of your own boss, don't be as virtuous as that reckless Lieutenant Commander Lei!The shooting pile is so big, not to mention the bullets, the Japanese grenades can be thrown over.

The signal soldier made no mistake. Lei Xiong, who was shooting at the other side of the window 40 meters away, almost made the same move, expanding his shooting range by one-third.

"Stop talking nonsense, bring the bullet box to me!" Tang Dao gave his messenger a rare look. "Niu Er, Yang Xiaoshan and the others are in place?"

"If I get killed by the Japanese's ruthless gunners and grenade launchers, remember to find trouble with them and stop talking here!" Tang Dao said while putting the bracket of the MG34 machine gun on the shooting stack.

"Bah! Bah! When a child talks, gods and ghosts don't remember it!" Erya said anxiously while knocking three times on the log of the fortification.

"The little kid didn't learn anything else, but he learned a lot of feudal superstitions!" Tang Dao couldn't help laughing at Er Ya's series of actions.

There was a slight warmth in his heart, which reminded him that when he was a child, his mother did the same thing, but instead of knocking on wood, he knocked on his head.

"Sir, what can I do for you!" Erya was not annoyed by Tang Dao calling her a brat, and leaned close to Tang Dao's side, asking for a fight in a low voice.

Tang Dao looked at the opened bullet box and the metal bullet chain that had already been loaded with bullets, and said, "Just help me fix the bullet belt, and don't let my gun jam."

"Also, lower your head, the shell casing is very hot." Tang Dao had turned over and entered the battle position, looked forward, and continued to explain.

Tang Dao's tone was very gentle, as if his brother had told his siblings to be careful when playing, but Er Ya, who was squatting beside him and lowered her head according to the words, for some reason, at that moment, the hairs all over her body stood on end.

That was the killing intent, the gushing killing intent from one of the strongest single soldiers of this era!
In the hands of Tang Dao, it is not a rifle or a submachine gun, but a high-speed machine gun that can serve until the next 40 years. It has been connected to the bullet belt of the machine gun, but it has loaded nearly 1500 rounds of bullets.

1500 rounds of bullets will be shot out of the muzzle in about 2 minutes, and it will be done by a machine gun. What kind of scene is it?
I am afraid that in the end 90.00% of [-] people have never seen it in their lives.

Erya, who bowed his head at the order, actually didn't see this grand occasion. He had to hold the metal bullet belt to ensure that the Tangdao machine gun wouldn't get jammed.

However, he saw the bullet casings falling to the ground like raindrops with his own eyes.

With such a large amount of ammunition, it was hard for Erya to imagine that there was only one machine gun firing beside her, and she was a little dull 'Puff! 'The shooting sound is different from the Czech-style crispness, and it is also different from the shocking roar of the Maxim heavy machine gun, but it is definitely more palpitating.

Of course, compared with Arya who was only relying on feeling, the Japanese infantry who were never more than 34 meters away from the MG60 machine gun had a thorough understanding of the horror of the so-called high rate of fire.

A great man once said: Without practice, there is no right to speak, and practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

When the Japanese infantry arrived only about 30 meters away from the warehouse, as the rear siren sounded, the prostrate Japanese sergeant raised his rifle, and the sun flag pointed forward.

This is the signal to charge.

It's just that the Japanese don't know that the future Chinese have a saying on the Internet: Don't set up a few flags if you have nothing to do.

It is all summed up by the majority of netizens with bloody life experience, which is the same as the old proverb respected by Westerners.

The moment when the Japanese infantry climbed up, flat-ended their rifles, and rushed four or five meters, they just entered the acceleration stage.

The shooting sound of "Puff puff puff" suddenly sounded, like a blunt knife cutting the linen, and the space in front of him seemed to be torn apart by a fiery whip.

Yes, that's not called bullet rain, it should be called bullet whip.

A fiery red whip made of warheads is like a scythe in the hands of the god of death, cutting back and forth.

What the god of death reaps is naturally the old life of a person.

There are many people who have been shot on the battlefield, but it does not mean that they will die if they are shot.

As long as you are not hit on the spot, if you are lucky enough to have the chance of surgery, and God loves you so much that you can resist bacterial infection, more than 30.00% of people can still see the sun in the future.

Most of the soldiers who died on the battlefield were actually killed by artillery. The consequences of being bombarded by terrible shock waves are actually far more terrifying than bullets that seem to cause bloody flesh.

The post-war statistics of both world wars prove that the proportion of soldiers who died from shelling was much higher than that of soldiers who died from bullets.

In fact, this also stimulated the artillery doctrine that China will rule the military for 50 years in the future. In fact, only those who have experienced the War of Resistance Against Japan and the ice and snow battle in northern China will know the horror of the king of land warfare.

Most of the comrades-in-arms of those who survived died in the overwhelming artillery fire of the opponent, and they were always at a disadvantage, almost using their flesh and blood to fight against the endless steel of the opponent.

But this law, today, has been completely broken.

It turned out that there was another kind of machine gun, which caused casualties to the dense assault formation, and even some artillery could only be carried behind.

(End of this chapter)