Volume 1 Deserter's Bloodbath Chapter 100: The annoying positional warfare!
The annoying roar of machine guns, the roar of infantry artillery fire, the screams of brothers, and Zhao Liang's roar all poured into Feng E kept frowning, and he always felt a headache and dizziness.
“Plop, plop…”
More and more brothers fell down from the trenches, and the Japanese attack was carried out in an orderly manner. If it were not for the heavy machine guns joining the battlefield, the Japanese would have probably rushed to the position!
“Wow…”
After taking off his helmet, Feng E poured half a pot of cold water over his head, soaking himself all over. Then he shook his head and put on his helmet again!
“Crack!”
After loading his rifle with bullets, Feng E gritted his teeth and stood up.
"call!"
After resting for a few minutes and being stimulated by the cold water, Feng E felt much better. This time he did not fall again and successfully climbed up the trench.
"boom!"
Feng E pulled the trigger as usual, but unfortunately the bullet did not hit the enemy's helmet, but flew past the enemy's head and went farther away...
"call!"
Feng E squatted down again, let out a long breath, then shook his head, pulled the bolt, ejected the shell and pushed the bullet up, then climbed up again.
"Captain Zhao, have you called for help?"
Feng E frowned and asked,
"Someone has been sent!"
Zhao Liang turned his head and said to Feng E who had climbed back up the trench.
"We are running out of people. I hope we can hold out until reinforcements arrive!"
Feng E prayed, this was the helplessness of positional warfare. Compared to street fighting, positional warfare was unavoidable. You hid in the position and did not shoot. First of all, you had to pray that the enemy's shells would not hit you, and also pray that the position could be defended, otherwise sooner or later you would be destroyed along with the position. Street fighting was different. You had to find a place and hide, and if you were lucky, you could avoid the enemy's search.
"Feng E, what should we do?"
At this time, the voice of Big Min was heard. Feng E turned around and saw that Big Min was in the trench behind him, about a hundred meters away from him.
"What can I do now? Take care of myself!" Feng E answered helplessly.
"The brothers are all here. If you're not here, they won't be able to make it easy!"
Big Min held the machine gun and fired two long bursts of shots, then shrank back. His fearful look made Feng E frown!
"Go take care of your own people. Remember, you cannot retreat!"
Zhao Liang told Feng E that now that an all-out firefight had begun, it was time to compete for casualties and reinforcements. He felt that there was little point in Feng E staying by his side!
"call!"
Feng E nodded, let out a long breath, and began to run along the trench towards the trench where the brothers of the Death Squadron were...
"How many people died?"
Feng E ran to the place and first asked about the casualties.
"Brothers, everything is fine. What should we do now?" Big Min said, pointing at the position.
Feng E knew what Big Min meant. The main force on the position suffered more and more casualties, and there was only one Czech light machine gun left. Fortunately, the heavy machine gun position at the back was strong enough, and it was still firing after being hit by two shells from the Japanese infantry guns.
"I estimate that there are more than fifty people left in the company. We can still hold on for a while! Let's fight!" Feng E frowned, indicating that he had no other choice now.
"Feng E, look over there!" Chen Hua's voice came. No one knew when he had touched the Japanese telescope in his hand, and even Feng E didn't know.
"Damn it, the heavy machine gun business is at stake!"
Feng E looked in the direction Chen Hua pointed, and through the sight, he saw more than a dozen Japanese soldiers pushing two infantry guns forward. They had already passed a distance of 400 meters, but they showed no intention of stopping. They were ready to withstand the burst fire from the heavy machine guns!
"Don't lie low , shoot at full speed, if the devils come at us, none of us will survive!"
Feng E shouted loudly, then lay down on the trench again and raised his rifle.
"boom!"
This time Feng E didn't dare to aim at the head, and the bullet went straight to the devil's chest!
"puff!"
A Japanese soldier was shot in the thigh. Feng E was obviously stunned for a moment, then he pushed the bullet again. It seemed that the dizziness in his head not only restricted his movement, but also caused problems with his shooting skills, which he was confident in.
"Feng E, don't worry about the Japanese in front, shoot their heavy machine gunner!"
Zhao Liang reminded Feng E. According to Zhao Liang's impression, shouldn't Feng E's shooting skills be aimed at the Japanese machine gunners? Why is he now shooting at the Japanese infantry in front?
In fact, Feng E is suffering now. He has to hold back the urge to vomit and control the dizziness and pain in his head. In this situation, it is really difficult for him to focus and aim at the Japanese soldiers hundreds of meters away!
Gritting his teeth, Feng E felt the pain in his head ease a little. He raised the muzzle of his gun slightly and pointed it at the Japanese heavy machine gun position two hundred meters away.
“Boom boom boom…”
The ferocious face of the Japanese machine gunner appeared in the sight, and Feng E felt that his previously steady hands began to tremble.
“Hoo, hoo…”
After taking two deep breaths in succession, Feng E tried his best to adjust his breathing. He placed his right index finger on the trigger and pulled the trigger unconsciously according to the method he had learned when he first took over the sniper training!
"boom!"
It took Feng E thirty seconds to fire this shot.
"when!"
Finally, this shot did not disappoint Feng E. The roaring heavy machine gun of the Japanese stopped roaring, and the Japanese machine gunner fell back with his head raised into the shell crater.
“Crack!”
Feng E pushed the bullets into the rack again. When he aimed again, the Japanese ammunition handler had already loaded the rack again and the Japanese heavy machine gun began to roar again.
"No! This won't work!"
Feng E muttered to himself that according to his previous normal level, his shooting speed was enough to suppress two of the Japanese machine guns, but now he couldn't even suppress one machine gun!
"Kill him!"
In just two minutes, the Japanese attacking infantry had approached within fifty meters. The Japanese sergeant roared and ordered the Japanese to start charging!
"Grenade! Throw the grenade !"
Zhao Liang shouted loudly, put the rifle in his hand on the trench, pulled out the wooden-handled grenade behind him, pulled the string, and threw it out when white smoke came out!
“Boom, boom, boom…”
In fact, fifty meters was still a bit far. No one on this position could throw a grenade to fifty meters. The wooden-handled grenade spun and fell about thirty meters in front of the position.
“Boom, boom…”
The Japanese infantry artillery had not yet moved to its position, but their grenade launchers had never stopped firing. The dense smoke and splashing mud and sand made it impossible for the brothers to stretch their waists and fully exert their arm strength.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
As wooden-handled grenades exploded, shrapnel flew everywhere and the Japanese soldiers who had just launched a charge climbed down again.
"ah!"
A few Japanese soldiers who were rushing in the front were unlucky. They were hit by shrapnel from the grenades and fell down with screams!