I rise from the sword

Chapter 63 Attacking the Prisoner of War Camp

"boom!"

Everyone in the prisoner-of-war camp looked in the direction of the explosion, but saw that the watchtower on the right side of the gate had collapsed in the flames.

Several Devil machine gunners were blown out with their guns.

"not good!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The devils reacted extremely quickly, and after realizing something was wrong, they all ran towards the fence.

Only a small number of devils were left to maintain order in the yard.

"boom!"

At this moment, the sentry tower on the left side of the gate also collapsed.

"Mengzi, do it!"

In the chaos, the monk realized that this was an excellent opportunity.

After he greeted Hou Meng, he jumped forward and pressed his right knee hard on Fujiwara Ichiro's neck.

"Crack!"

After a crisp sound of bone shattering, the old devil's neck tilted, and he lost his life immediately.

The monk conveniently pulled out the pistol from Fujiwara Ichiro's waist, and fired a few shots at the devil agents around him.

Hou Meng took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the submachine gun dropped by a Devil agent, and raised his hand to shoot in bursts.

Immediately he shouted again: "Brothers, fight with these bastards!"

The other prisoners of war didn't want to sit still, and the actions of the monk and Hou Meng gave them great courage, and they roared and rushed towards the nearby little devil.

The entire prisoner-of-war camp suddenly became chaotic.

……

On the other side, Yang Lin had led his troops to a position less than 300 meters away from the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp.

There is already an open space further ahead. Although there are some rocks that can be used as shelters, it is impossible to hide the whereabouts of the large troops.

"Machine gunner, fire suppression, the rest, follow me!"

Yang Lin gave an order, and more than a dozen machine gunners immediately set up Czech-style light machine guns and opened their mouths fiercely.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da da!——"

Gunshots sounded, and dense bullets immediately poured forward like a gust of wind and rain, covering the prisoner-of-war camp walls made of masonry and rammed earth. Smoke and dust were everywhere, and gravel and soil debris fell down.

Several little devils who had just rushed up the fence before they had time to dodge were shot several times, leaving only a last word of "ah", they fell down from the fence and died on the spot.

After Fujiwara Ichiro was killed by the monk, Yagyu Hideyoshi became the supreme commander of the prison camp.

While organizing manpower to fight back, he organized manpower to suppress the riot.

Compared with the independent camps outside, the problems in the prisoner-of-war camps are obviously much easier to solve.

After all, except for some prisoners of war who robbed some guns, most of the rest had no weapons in their hands.

Under the firepower of the Devil's machine gun and the strafing of submachine guns, a large area fell quickly.

"Return to the detention room!"

The monk and Hou Meng initiated several breakouts, but after they were all suppressed, they could only lead their troops back to the detention room.

"Fight with these bastards!"

Some prisoners of war had had enough of this kind of life long ago, they ignored the command of the monk and Hou Meng, no matter how much the two scolded them, it was useless.

However, unfortunately, many things cannot be accomplished with only a passion. Before they rushed to the wall, they were knocked to the ground by the dense rain of bullets.

……

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were two more bangs.

The other two watchtowers of the Devils POW Camp also turned into balls of fire under the bombardment of the artillery company. However, because of fear of accidentally injuring the prisoners inside, only Zhao Yuting was the main gunner.

In this way, it was a waste of time to fire 4 shots in a row.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little devils inside the two watchtowers have already brought out several light machine guns.

Under the command of Yagyu Hideyoshi, these devil machine gunners came to the front of the wall. They set up their machine guns and pulled the trigger on the oncoming guard battalion soldiers.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da da!——"

"Crack, clap clap clap!—"

Although the soldiers of the first company and the guard platoon charged in a long line of skirmishers, under the intensive firepower of the devils, more than a dozen people, either dead or injured, fell to the ground screaming.

"Hidden, hidden!"

Under the command of the company commander Ma Gan, the soldiers immediately searched for a nearby bunker to avoid, or lay down on the spot.

"Damn it, there's even a machine gunner!"

Yang Lin dodged to avoid the oncoming bullets, and then shot backhand.

"Snapped!"

Although the devil machine gunner hid behind the battlements of the wall, leaving only half of his head, he was shot dead by Yang Lin.

The bullet shot out of his face, knocking out his skull and helmet.

Blood was accompanied by brain matter, and red and white splashes were everywhere.

"Ding! The system prompts, congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy machine gunner, merit +10, experience +10..."

Yang Lin ignored the system prompt, turned the gun, and continued to pull the trigger.

At a distance of less than 300 meters, Yang Lin hardly had to aim deliberately, and soon three more Devil machine gunners were killed one after another.

But soon, other little devils rushed over to fill their seats.

It is impossible for the independent battalion to organize a charge.

"Damn it!"

Just killing the devil machine gunner by sniping is obviously a solution to the symptoms but not the root cause. After all, there is only one sharpshooter, Yang Lin, and it is difficult for him to suppress all the devil machine guns.

And if they stop moving forward and start shooting at the devil at this distance, the current independent battalion is no match for the devil at all.

The difference in marksmanship is too big!

If you want to completely solve the threat of machine guns to your side once and for all, the only way is to destroy the devil's machine guns.

After Yang Lin cursed angrily, he turned his head and shouted to Ma Gan not far away: "First company commander, wait for the grenadier, and get rid of the devil's machine gun position for me!"

"But……"

Ma Gan hesitated and said: "But the artillery skills of the brothers are not very accurate, what if you accidentally injure the prisoners inside?"

Yang Lin gritted his teeth and said: "I can't control that much, we must take out the remaining machine gun firepower of the little devils, they are too great a threat to our army.

As for the prisoners of war inside, I think they will find a place to hide by themselves. "

"Yes!"

Ma Gan agreed with a bang, then turned his head and shouted: "Throwing gun, get ready!"

Soon, 10 grenadiers were erected.

"Rapid fire, three rounds, fire!"

After receiving the order, the 10 grenadiers each picked up a yellow-orange shell and stuffed it into the muzzle, and then turned sideways to cover their ears.

"Tom!"

"Tom tom tom tom!—"

Three rounds were fired at a rapid rate, and the entire front door of the devil prisoner-of-war camp was directly turned into a sea of ​​flames. Although most of the shells fell in front of the wall or inside the prisoner-of-war camp, two or three shells still landed on the wall, killing the surrounding people. The little devil swallowed it.

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!—"

Immediately, screams rang out, and some little devils were directly torn apart by the shock wave of the explosion, and bloody stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere.

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(End of this chapter)