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Chapter 335

The machine guns in the left-wing position were frantically firing at the Maxim heavy machine guns in the right-wing position.

At this moment, the first company commander led the soldiers to kill from the left flank suddenly.

Bang bang bang!
Da da da!
The dense stream of bullets knocked several devils who were operating the Maxim heavy machine gun to the ground in an instant.

However, one of the ghost soldiers hurriedly turned the muzzle of the Maxim heavy machine gun and fired at the first company commander.

The Maxim heavy machine gun has always had the notoriety of the death of infantry.

In an instant, a stream of iron flew towards the company commander and the others.

The first few fighters were immediately beaten to pieces.

Looking for cover for the first time, the company commander shouted loudly: "Be careful of concealment! Be careful of concealment!"

The rest of the soldiers hurriedly looked for cover to avoid the little devil's strafing.

The devil's Maxim heavy machine gun hit the soldiers so hard that they couldn't lift their heads, and soon the Maxim heavy machine gun's ammunition belt ran out!

Peeking at the devil who was changing the ammo belt, Lianchang shouted in a low voice: "Wang Dagen, come on!"

After agreeing, a man named Wang Dagen stooped and touched the firepower of the heavy machine gun controlled by the devil.

Wang Dagen moved secretly to reach the effective bombing distance.

Suddenly igniting the wooden-handled grenade in his hand, Wang Dagen was about to throw a bomb at the devil.

He raised the grenade with a wooden handle in his hand, and Cao Cao, a devil soldier with sharp eyes and quick hands, pulled the trigger at Wang Dagen.

Bang!
Wang Dagen's thigh was pierced by rifle bullets.

The wooden handle grenade in Wang Dagen's hand fell to the ground.

Wang Dagen lay on the ground, desperately grabbing the unexploded grenade.

Boom!

The grenade exploded.

Wang Dagen's body was inlaid with several pieces of shrapnel.

Wang Dagen swallowed his last breath.

With red eyes, the company commander cried out sadly: "Brothers, hit me hard!"

Qi Shushu poked his head out, and the soldiers fired wildly at the devil soldiers one after another.

Bang bang bang!
The devil's Maxim also rang out a death roar.

Da da da!
Where is the rifle the opponent of the Maxim heavy machine gun.

In an instant, the company commander's troops were once again overwhelmed by the Devil's Maxim heavy machine gun!
At this critical moment, Battalion Commander Cao led another group of troops to enter through another gap.

Bang bang bang!
Several guards were ambushed by heavy machine gunners, and the little devil hurriedly fought back, but was caught off guard by Commander Cao.

The Devil machine gunner hastily turned the muzzle of the Maxim heavy machine gun.

Da da da!
The dense stream of bullets rushed towards Battalion Commander Cao.

Turning over suddenly, then straightened his back, Battalion Commander Cao knocked down the devil's machine gunner with a single shot.

After raising the Dezao in his hand 20 times, Battalion Commander Cao shouted loudly: "Quick, clean up the battlefield! Control the heavy machine gun!"

The company commander and others rushed to cooperate with the attack.

The ghost soldiers were beaten into sieves.

The little devil who was lying down still had some wounded soldiers.

The soldiers were not merciful at this time, and kept shooting at the devils with rifles.

In the sight of Battalion Commander Cao, the devils were constantly pouring into the grocery store, intending to break through the heavy machine gun positions of the Second Battalion.

The position of the Second Battalion was in dire straits at this time.

Greeting a few veterans, Battalion Commander Cao hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, sweep up the little devils at the door of the grocery store! Hurry up!"

A veteran of the third battalion hurriedly re-aimed the firepower of the Maxim heavy machine gun at the door of the grocery store.

Immediately afterwards, another veteran hurriedly loaded an ammunition chain into the loading port of the gun body.

……

The right wing position of the 181st regiment.

The ghost soldiers were aggressively attacking the second floor guarded by the second battalion.

The soldiers of the second battalion desperately guarded the stairs.

As long as you control the stairs, even if thousands of devils come, if you want to take down the heavy machine gun position on the second floor, you will have to shed a layer of skin.

A shuttle knocked down a ghost soldier at the corner, and the second battalion commander raised his voice and shouted: "Little devils, you come up! I come to kill one, and two to kill a pair!"

As soon as the words fell, a squad leader who was fighting next to the second battalion commander shouted anxiously: "Battalion commander, be careful!"

A smoky pumpkin grenade landed beside the Second Battalion Commander.

The squad leader threw the second battalion commander down.

Almost at the same time, the falling pumpkin grenade exploded.

When the second battalion commander jumped up, he found that the squad leader's neck was blown to pieces by the devil's pumpkin grenade.

Big mouthfuls of blood were pouring out of the squad leader's mouth.

With red eyes, the Second Battalion Commander kept shouting: "Old Wang, Lao Wang, you fucking support me, you still owe me a meal of Erguotou!"

Shaking his head with difficulty, Squad Leader Wang shouted: "Battle Commander, I...I..."

Without further ado, Squad Leader Wang's head fell to the side.

At this time, four or five devil soldiers stepped over the corpses of their companions again and rushed up from the corner.

After careful calculation, this is already the ninth attack of the little devil!
The molars of the two rows behind were gritted, and Battalion Commander Cao roared sharply: "Little devil, I will never stop with you! Brothers, bomb me, blow me to death!"

Three or five soldiers hurriedly took out the grenades with wooden handles behind their waists.

The grenade was ignited.

A row of smoking grenades flew down the stairs.

The grenade rolled down the stairs.

The ghost soldiers who were climbing the ladder couldn't help being taken aback, and they all turned around and wanted to run away.

But the reaction speed of the devil soldier can't catch up with the explosion speed of the wooden handle grenade.

Almost at the same time, five wooden-handled grenades exploded at the corner of the narrow staircase.

Needless to say, none of the little devils at the top of the stairs can breathe!

Looking at the devil's corpse at the corner of the stairs, the second battalion commander shouted excitedly: "Brothers, this grenade is so beautifully thrown, just throw it like this, it will not be a problem if you persist until dark, let me continue throwing it!"

At this time, one of the soldiers frowned and shouted: "Battalion Commander! I don't have any grenades!"

His eyes froze, the second battalion commander shouted: "Who, who still has grenades?"

The other soldiers shook their heads one after another, and shouted one after another: "Battalion Commander, we are gone!"

Around the corner, the crazy shouts of the ghost soldiers sounded again.

A soldier who was watching the corridor raised his voice and shouted: "Battalion Commander! Devil, the devil is coming up again!"

After a little hesitation, Battalion Commander Cao shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, fire up all the bullets in your hands, and we'll fight the little devils!"

All the soldiers responded in unison: "Yes!"

A crooked machine gun fired wildly.

With the cover of firepower, the five little devils rushed towards the stairs guarded by the second battalion commander while shooting.

Bang bang bang!
Da da da!
The three soldiers were sieved by the bullets of the devil one after another because of their slow reaction.

Two pumpkin grenades were thrown up from under the stairs.

A soldier desperately covered the pumpkin grenade with his body.

Soldiers block pumpkin grenade splinters for other comrades.

Taking advantage of the opportune time filled with gunpowder smoke, the devil soldiers rushed to the stairs on the second floor.

Battalion Commander Cao shouted urgently: "Brothers, all bayonets, fight with the little devil!"

The soldiers stood up one after another, fighting with the little devil with their bayonet-mounted rifles made in Hanyang.

For a while, at the narrow stairway, the enemy and the enemy fought back and forth.

In just one face-to-face effort, there were seven or eight corpses lying on the ground.

(End of this chapter)