Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 125 First Kill

What is his power? What is agile?

In order to kill more little devils, he practiced throwing grenades in other exercises these days, others practiced throwing grenades while others were shooting targets, and others stabbing a bayonet, he even practiced throwing grenades. Funny thoughts.

The Japanese cat has been on the slope for a while, waiting for the defeated British soldiers and expeditionary soldiers to intercept when they flee towards the airport. The machine gunner was drinking water, but only heard a patter behind him. When he looked back, he saw that it was a risk. Smoke’s stuff.

Where did the grenade come from?

boom!

This thought flashed through my mind, and there was an explosion next to him, and the captain with the grenadier by his feet was blown up to a height of more than one meter.

“Enemy attack!”

The machine gunner just yelled this sentence, and with a bang, the grenade next to it exploded.

A ball of blood was spilled on the scorched smoky earth, and next to it was a blasted crooked sub-machine gun.

The infantry hiding in the bushes on both sides was dumbfounded and hurriedly looked for the enemy’s trail. They looked at the front to the left and the left to the right. Both eyes were not enough.

At this time, the Japanese soldier who was behind the cat letting out the wind on the tree turned around, and before he could find anything, a gun shot in front of him.

When, a spark sprang up on the surface of the helmet.

The Japanese soldier rolled his eyes and planted from the tree.

“The enemy is behind.”

At this time, the leader of the sergeant reacted, pointing to a place slightly higher behind and shouting and shooting.

However, the voice fell, and a bullet passed through his chest, taking away his life.

The machine gun was used, the tossing barrel was damaged, and the sergeant who led the team was shot dead by the enemy. The formation was not broken yet, and several rifles fired back at the place where the gunfire sounded at the same time.

Da Da Da Da…

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

At the same time, there was a burst of gunfire from below.

Three Japanese soldiers who got up and shot were beaten into sieves.

After several other Japanese soldiers hurriedly retracted into the bushes, there was another gunshot in the distance, and the first-class soldier holding the grenade in his palms kicked his legs and died.

When it was over, another grenade was thrown over, killing two privates.

Eight people died in the blink of an eye, and the remaining Japanese soldiers began to flee west, but Yao Ma and others marched in a fan shape. After a few steps, Li Wula blocked a frantic sweep. There was a first-class soldier. Fleeing a long way under the cover of the trees, he was about to run out of the effective shooting range of the submachine gun. Who wanted a bullet to hit his right leg accurately, fell to the ground with a loud sound, and was stabbed to death by Cui Yong who was chasing him.

A small team, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, were here in less than five minutes.

Yao Ma hardly kicked the captain who was blown away by the grenade, and pulled out a box of canned pork from the ration bag: “Hot grenade cans, so good.”

He had just finished speaking, feeling a tight step, and looking down, he saw a bloody hand grabbing his ankle.

It turned out that the captain who was blown up by the grenade hadn’t died yet.

“Ah~”

Yaoma was startled, the can fell on the ground without holding it firmly.

At this time, Lin Yue walked over and smashed the butt of his rifle, killing the seriously injured corporal.

“Tortoise son drips, scared to death, daddy is chattering.”

Yao Ma kicked the devil corporal again, picked up the canned pork from the ground and put it in the dry food bag. The British are rich, but they don’t eat meat for expeditionary soldiers. They will be given it when they leave the airport. Send out some compressed biscuits, and now a devil team is formed, and the search for loot is a welcome part.

Over there, Li Wula carried a gun on her left shoulder and walked over cheerfully with a 95 saber slung on her right shoulder.

“Did it all?”

“It’s all killed.”

Lin Yue didn’t need to make up the knife at all. From north to south, from east to west, I fought many defeats. I didn’t learn anything else. I dreamed of making up a knife on the devil.

“Lin Yue, where do you go next?”

Li Wula was really convinced. When Zhang Lixian named him, Milong had run on him. Li Liansheng? A fart of winning streak. Fought a war? I have fought many defeats, and I have never had such a refreshing battle like today.

“What are you doing with it?” Lin Yue pointed to the 95 saber.

“Be a memorial.”

“lost.”

“Oh.” Li Wula threw the saber aside with a look of dismay.

Lin Yue took out the map he had turned up from the sergeant, looked around and said, “We only have less than two squads of troops. If we don’t fight a big battle today, we will fight a small battle.”

After speaking, he raised the Lee Enfield rifle in his hand: “Come with me.”

…

Lin Yue has never been to a military school, and his thinking on modern warfare is still at the level of movies and games. Compared with officers who have been systematically trained, he is very shallow, but he is better than someone who can be an officer by knowing a few words. Too much, not to mention that he has the two supernatural skills of all-seeing eyes and stealth scouts.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

From the airport to the pocket-shaped river valley, there were frequent gunshots from the dense forest.

The Japanese army chased the main force of the British and expeditionary forces away. The Japanese soldiers of almost one battalion were divided into several detachments to stay and hunt the defeated army. Some detachments continued to divide and cut the remaining Allied soldiers so that they could not assemble. The squad lay in ambush on the only way to the airport, reaping the defeated soldiers who used the airport as a life-saving straw.

The most important thing in an ambush is to be unexpected. However, to Lin Yue, the Japanese soldiers lingering on the branches, bushes, and ramps are just fat sheep.

As a result, the squad that was in ambush was attacked repeatedly and lost its helmets and armor. In one afternoon, 50 or 60 bodies were left between the airport and the Pocket River Valley. Lin Yue injured two people here, and a grenade was thrown out by his companion. Involved, he stabbed himself in the foot when he stabbed a bayonet.

When he was approaching the pocket river valley, Yao Ma saw a Japanese soldier on a bicycle stop to urinate, and Lin Yue quietly touched it and cut his neck with a knife.

There was no sound at all, so clean and stunned.

In the end, the bicycle went to Li Wula, as did the Type 89 grenadier in the back.

In addition to the execution and well-trained ability of the Japanese army, another important reason is the application of the 89-style grenadier. Just as Yu Xiaoqing said in the containment station, “It was smashed by a small Japanese hand cannon. Right.” Meng was annoyed and once complained that the Japanese combat style was very rigid-the artillery finished the infantry charge, the infantry finished the artillery bombardment, but it was such a rigid and constant dismissal for thousands of years. China.

Li Wula got a bicycle, but he could only push it behind. A group of people laughed at him as the second lieutenant platoon leader and changed his job to become a driver.

In the evening, Lin Yue ignored the tasks arranged by the British and led the crowd into the pocket-shaped valley, and slipped out while they were eating.

After fighting during the day, this group of people was convinced by him, and they never thought about what to do if they plunged into this kind of place if they were blocked by the Japanese army.

It doesn’t need many people, just push a Type 92 heavy machine gun to the entrance, not to mention two squads, even one platoon can’t get out.