My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 26 Appetizers
One after another, the shells slammed into the Sichuan Army positions as if they didn't want money.

"Boom! Boom!...Boom!"

Mortars are more powerful than Kid's grenade launchers and have a longer range.In this jungle full of trees, it is more practical than some large-caliber mountain guns.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion obeyed Liao Mingyu's order and entered the trenches to hide in advance, otherwise the casualties would be heavy.

Even so, there are occasionally one or two unlucky people who are directly hit by the cannonballs in the trenches, and the people and guns are directly blown into the air.

"Crash!" An explosion of soil poured over Liao Mingyu.

"All lay down! Get ready! The devils won't charge until the shelling is over."

Flicking the steel helmet to the mud, Liao Mingyu pulled the sniper rifle's bolt with a swipe and loaded the bullet on top.Shouted loudly around.

After a few minutes, the artillery fire gradually faded and ceased.Almost a squadron of more than 100 devils approached the Sichuan Army position!

"Everyone has it, get ready for battle! Put the devil in 200 meters and shoot."

Liao Mingyu commanded loudly: "Cui Yong! There is only one squadron of little devils, just arrange a machine gun team to shoot."

"Milong! Your group of light machine gunners have also been held back by Laozi. The first wave of the devils is just a tentative attack. Don't expose your firepower to Laozi!"

"understood!"

"Yes! Captain."

The two answered immediately.

Now there are about 200 people in the Sichuan Army. There are three heavy machine guns, four Czech and two Bren machine guns from the British.There are also several Taisho Elevens, and the overall firepower of the machine gun is stronger than that of a reinforced battalion.Not counting the soldiers holding Thomson, it's not a good thing if the firepower is exposed in the first wave of battle.

300 meters, 250 meters... Guizi slowly approached the Sichuan Army position.

Liao Mingyu took a deep breath.

A devil charging forward is appearing in his scope.The crosshairs were aimed at his wobbly helmet.

"Oh!"

The running little devil shot a blood flower from his head and fell to the ground instantly.

This gunshot was like a signal, and the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion, who had been holding back for a long time, opened fire one after another.

"Da da da da...!"

"Bang bang bang...!"

The unique Czech-style gunfire sounded on the position.The soldiers holding Thomson in front of the position also poured bullets at the little devil.

Many of the little devils in the charge were shot and fell to the ground in an instant, and the other little devils fired back one after another.But the momentum of the charge was dissipated.

"Whoosh... whoosh"

Bullets flew all over the battlefield, and soldiers on both sides continued to be shot and fell to the ground.The injured soldiers of the Sichuan Legion were quickly dragged to the rear by their comrades, where veterinarians, Li Erwa and others were giving them simple battlefield first aid.

Liao Mingyu stared at the front of the position intently, and pulled the trigger again with his ring finger.

"Oh!"

Another little devil was hit. The 7.7mm bullet ripped apart half of his face.

Without looking at him again, the thumb and forefinger pulled the bolt, quickly loaded the bullet, and pulled the trigger with the ring finger.

"Bam!...Bam!...Bam!"

Liao Mingyu used the British Li Enfield shooting technique to shoot at the little devils one by one, just like a semi-automatic rifle. With his superb marksmanship, he almost killed him.

The bullet in the "click" magazine was quickly emptied, Liao Mingyu crouched down, took out a bullet and quickly pressed it into the magazine, then raised his gun to shoot again.

This shooting technique was jokingly called "crazy 1 minute" by British soldiers.It refers to firing 1 shots in a rapid burst within 30 minute with a Lee Enfield rifle, just like a semi-automatic rifle.Bringing a strong sense of oppression to the enemy, it is indeed the pinnacle of the shooting speed of the bolted rifle.

"Everything is steady, your head is low, the bullets are enough, just fire at the little devil!"

"Get up! What are you shaking? Is the gun in your hand a fire stick?"

"Don't get together! The devil's grenade will be reimbursed to you all!"

Several veterans Mengfan and Yaoma were traveling back and forth in the trenches, stabilizing the front.

The newly joined soldiers have a lot of raw melon eggs, and they are inevitably jerky and scared when they enter the battlefield for the first time.In order to make them grow up quickly, Liao Mingyu specially arranged for Meng Fan to teach them on the battlefield.

"Da da da da da!"

Milong kept shooting in the Czech style. This northeastern man was tall and tall, with a good physique, and was born to be a machine gunner.

But this guy's accurate head is really not to be complimented on. He will only keep shooting, and sometimes only one or two devils will be killed by emptying a magazine.

"Crack."

Milong emptied another magazine, and he kicked the bean cake lying on the side holding his head: "What are you loading, and the magazine, bring it to Lao Tzu."

Seeing Liao Mingyu shaking his head in his heart, it seems that after this battle is over, he must give this kid a good training.

Whose light machine gun is playing like this, it's a waste of bullets!
In contrast, Cui Yong was much more experienced. He held his temper and waited for the opportunity. When the little devil was lying on his stomach, he did not fire immediately, until one of the little devil soldiers commanded the squad to get up and charge. , his fingers instantly clasped on Maxim's trigger.

"Da da da da da...!"

Bullets splattered like ink splashes at the crowd where the little devil was charging.The group of Japanese soldiers fell in pieces like wheat cut down by a sickle.

How vulnerable the fragile human body is in the face of heavy fire weapons.

Cui Yong deserves to be called an old machine gunner. When shooting, he shoots in densely crowded places. A string of bullets is a large area.

And when the little devil is attacking with skirmishers, he will use three to five short bursts, and the little devils who are charging forward "dancing in the air" can always pour firepower on the battlefield at the right time. key positions without wasting a single bullet.

Cui Yong shot out an ammunition chain in less than a minute, but his efficiency was much higher than that of Milong. The long series of shots just now had reimbursed at least 1 Devils II and half infantry squads!
The devils couldn't take it anymore, and within a quarter of an hour, one squadron suffered more than half of the casualties. Without waiting for the others to do anything, the squadron leader reluctantly ordered the remaining soldiers to start retreating.The Huaxia people are too powerful!

The devils began to retreat, and the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion would definitely not miss the opportunity to beat the drowning dogs, and beat their butts hard. The little devils left a dozen corpses behind when they retreated.In the end, he was embarrassed and withdrew from the battlefield with less than 10 people.
The soldiers of the Sichuan Legion cheered happily. The veterans were okay. The recruits were so excited that they danced. I didn't expect that the little devil would be beaten away in three or five times.

Liao Mingyu was not surprised at all. With the powerful firepower and reasonable arrangement, the little devil did not reach the first 50 meters of the position in the entire attack. He used the binoculars to closely observe the movements of the Japanese on the opposite side.The battle just now was just an appetizer.

"Messenger, report the casualties!"

"Report to the regiment! Twelve people died in the battle, four were slightly injured, and three were seriously injured. The lightly wounded did not affect the battle!" Meng Fan ran over and replied immediately.

A total of 19 casualties are still acceptable, Liao Mingyu thought to himself.To know which troop in China and Xia in the Anti-Japanese War can hit a 2:1 battle loss ratio with the Japanese on the frontal battlefield, it can already be regarded as the elite of the elite.

"Let the brothers check their equipment and rearrange their positions." Liao Mingyu instructed him, "Is the condition of the recruits okay?"

"Yes, Tuanzuo! Hehe, those raw melon eggs were so scared that they almost urinated, like a big quail, lying on their buttocks. But after this victory, they dared to shoot, slowly Practice." Meng Fan was joking.

"God's trouble, say something else, you are not the same before?" Yuma ran over and joked.

"Okay, don't fight haha, hurry up, it won't take long for the next wave of the devils to attack." Liao Mingyu interrupted their frolic.

"Cui Yong, your machine gun position has to be relocated. You hit so hard just now, the little devil will definitely remember you. Don't be shot down by the little devil!"

The real battle is about to begin...

(End of this chapter)