"Boom boom boom"

The violent explosion shook the ground, smoke was everywhere, the position was in a mess, and the wails of wounded soldiers could be heard everywhere.

Zhao Zhiguo shook his head, which was buzzing from the shells, and looked up at the unfamiliar things around him, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Zhiguo, get down!" A second lieutenant threw Zhao Zhiguo to the ground, who was about to stand up to figure out the situation.

The fierce shelling around him almost made Zhao Zhiguo deaf. The shells exploded next to him, and the raised gravel hit his hands.

"Stop running around, everyone get down." A rough voice shouted above Zhao Zhiguo's head.

Fortunately, the artillery fire only lasted a few minutes before it began to extend into the depth of the position, but for many soldiers, these few minutes were the most painful moments in their lives.

"Zhiguo, are you okay?"

Zhao Zhiguo picked at his ears that were almost blocked by the soil, and the memory in his mind was also in chaos. The scene in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar to him. He was very sure that this was the bloody battlefield that he had experienced countless times, but it was different from him.

The experiences were very different.

"Platoon leader, the kid is coming up!" a soldier shouted to Zhao Ziming.

"Little devil? What are you doing?" Zhao Zhiguo struggled to accept this information.

"Hold the gun and protect yourself!"

As a qualified platoon leader, Zhao Ziming loves his younger brother very much, but there are more than 20 brothers under him. On this cruel battlefield, he must love his soldiers even more.

Lying in the bunker of the position, Zhao Ziming carefully poked his head out and looked at the situation on the battlefield. The Japs were attacking them again under the cover of artillery fire.

"Everyone get up and prepare to fight. No one is allowed to shoot without my order!" Zhao Ziming had no time to look at Zhao Zhiguo again and moved quickly in the trench to deploy soldiers to combat positions.

Zhao Zhiguo also moved very cautiously to the edge of the bunker, quietly observing the new world outside.

"Grandma, you're a bear, you're really a little devil! Why am I here?" Zhao Zhiguo twisted his thigh and patted his head violently to make sure he wasn't dreaming, "Where is this? What happened?

?”

After waiting for a while, Zhao Zhiguo remembered that his team's helicopter was hit by a rocket while performing a mission, and chaos ensued. When he woke up, the current scene happened.

Before Zhao Zhiguo could figure things out clearly, the fast bullet flew past his scalp, and the land in front of him also stirred up bursts of dust.

Zhao Zhiguo quickly retracted his head, looked around, and found a Hanyang hand next to him.

He took the gun in his hand and began to check the weapons and ammunition. Over the past five years, constant training had given him the instinct to prepare for battle.

But after inspecting the firearm, Zhao Zhiguo really wanted to speak out the most beautiful Chinese language he knew: "Sir, this gun is older than me, and it doesn't look like it has been maintained very much. It won't explode."

Chambered?"

With a gun of the same age as his ancestors, don't hit yourself first before hitting the little devil. He has just died once and is going to die again. God can't torture himself like this. The key to death is in the hands of the enemy. He also recognized it.

To die in his own hands would be even more unjust than Dou E!

Zhao Zhiguo slowly stretched his gun out of the bunker. At this time, the Japs were still about 400 meters away from them. The Japs were originally dwarfs. At such a long distance, the target looked very small.

"Ancestor, it's up to you whether you can survive today!"

Zhao Zhiguo was very confident in his marksmanship. After all, he was fed tens of thousands of bullets, and he said that a shot in the right eye would never hit the bridge of the nose. But facing the ancestor in his hand, he lost confidence.

"boom"

After selecting a target, Zhao Zhiguo decisively pulled the trigger!

The crisp sound of gunshots resounded across the ancient land, the bullets tore through the air and flew towards the target. A little devil fell down in response to the sound.

"Eh...what an unexpected surprise?"

The bullet did not hit the target chosen by Zhao Zhiguo, but the little Jaap on the right rear of the target was shot and fell. Originally, Zhao Zhiguo just wanted to test the gun and feel the temper of the gun, but he did not expect...

"There is a problem with the aiming baseline, but the flight of the bullet is quite stable. At a distance of 400 meters, the bullet does not drop much. It seems that when aiming at the target, it needs to be left to the left... Another shot!"

Before Zhao Zhiguo could take another shot, someone kicked him in the butt.

"Who asked you to shoot!"

Zhao Zhiguo was in pain and almost didn't take a bite of mud. When he turned around, he found that it was Zhao Ziming, staring at him with sullen eyes.

"I...I want to try the gun..." Zhao Zhiguo stammered.

Whether it is the training ground or the battlefield, you must obey orders. Zhao Zhiguo's squad leader told him on the first day he joined the army.

"Hide yourself!" Zhao Ziming thought that his angry look had frightened Zhao Zhiguo, and his tone immediately softened, "Hide yourself in a while, don't get hurt!"

Zhao Ziming couldn't tell the pain in his heart. The two brothers depended on each other, and Zhao Zhiguo suffered a head injury a few years ago and became a fool. If Zhao Ziming hadn't given several gifts to the regiment leader, Zhao Zhiguo would have been kicked out of the army long ago.

"Hehe... I just killed a little devil." Zhao Zhiguo showed off.

Zhao Ziming naturally would not believe that his brother had killed the little Jaap, not to mention that the little Jaap was now three hundred meters away from them, and even their best soldiers might not be able to kill him with one shot from a distance of three hundred meters.

Zhao Ziming didn't speak and patted Zhao Zhiguo's head gently. In fact, his heart was more complicated. If he died in the battle this time, who would take care of his brother?

At this moment, the artillery fire stopped. The battlefield suddenly became quiet. The silence on the position was so terrifying that Zhao Zhiguo could even hear his own heartbeat.

The artillery fire was the order, and the soldiers quickly prepared for battle. Zhao Ziming once again looked at the charging Japanese troops outside the position, and Zhao Zhiguo also looked at the Japanese troops in the bunker.

"The Japs' attack is very organized, with a triangular formation and a machine gun in the middle. During the attack, the machine gun is responsible for covering the soldiers on both sides..."

Zhao Zhiguo is very familiar with the formation of the Little Devils, because the three-by-three system is an upgrade, upgrade, and upgrade of this triangle formation.

Zhao Ziming looked at his younger brother suspiciously. In so many years of war, they spent most of their time fighting against local warlords such as the Jinsui Army and the Northeastern Army. They fought against the little devils very rarely, so they had no control over the little devils.

I am not familiar with the enemy's tactics.

But at this moment, his idiot brother suddenly revealed the tactics of the Japs' attack. How could Zhao Ziming not be suspicious?

Zhao Zhiguo ignored Zhao Ziming's suspicious look at all, and muttered to himself, and continued: "Find a few brothers with good marksmanship, keep an eye on the little devil's machine gun and grenades, and just make the little devil's machine gun misfire and throw the grenades."

If the cannon can't take advantage of its firepower, we can at least hold on until dark."

The formation of Little Devils has advantages and disadvantages. For the Chinese army that lacks heavy firepower, machine guns and well-trained soldiers, the formation of Little Devils is always disadvantageous. However, when encountering officers who are familiar with the tactics of Little Devils,
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