After talking to the two squad leaders, Yang Yiming then lay back on the trench with a rifle. Thinking about coming here, he would be at ease. If he came here, he would be at ease. He would have to pass the level in front of him. After thinking about it, Yang Yan turned his eyes to the distance. Sure enough, a small team of infantry bombed the large-caliber artillery fire in the enemy's distant position was a tentative attack by a small team of infantry. According to Yang Yiming's vision, the Japanese army walking in front was less than one thousand meters away from the exploration pit in the front of the position, only one thousand meters away. The small dots were as big as soybeans. At present, without artillery bombing, they were still safe for the time being.

If a distance of one thousand meters passes, it will only take a few minutes to reach this fast speed. But after all, this is a battlefield, and the battle for every inch of land may be a few minutes, or hours, days or even months.

"800 meters!" The soldier hiding in the exploration pit shouted loudly.

The distance of 800 meters is not the effective range of an ordinary rifle, but all the soldiers lying on the position still subconsciously twisted whose weapon.

Yes, war is cruel, and who can guarantee that he can save his life in the next battle, so nervousness is inevitable. Yang Yiming felt uncomfortable when he really went to the battlefield for the first time. As for the third battalion, the enemy's attack was obviously not the first time. Therefore, when he saw the corpses falling from the front of the position, although it was winter, his stomach still rolled unconsciously.

"500 meters!" The soldier hiding in the distance made a sound again. Hearing the sound, Yang Yiming carefully poked his head out with his left hand and held his helmet and looked out.

This is the first time that Yang Yiming has truly seen the Japanese army, which is also the reason why domestic anti-Japanese war films are rampant in their previous life. The appearance of Japanese soldiers in the distance is similar to what Yang Yiming thought. The only difference is the issue of killing people and not killing people.

The 500-meter distance has reached the effective range of Japan's 38th hood, but it has little lethality, so nearly a squad of soldiers did not shoot under the command of the squad leader, but just raised their waists and walked carefully towards the Niushou Mountain position.

Looking at the formation of the team opposite, the soldiers of the Third Battalion felt uncomfortable. Although most of the soldiers were defeated by the Songhu Club, had experienced blood in battles, and were now just a tentative attack of seventy or eighty people, the Japanese army's indomitable spirit and advantages of advanced equipment still caused an indelible shadow.

The battle is about morale. When He Sanye felt uncomfortable when he saw the people in the Third Battalion, he was also very embarrassed, but as the supreme commander of the position, he still showed the courage he deserved.

"Brothers, what are you doing? Grandma's all cheer me up." As soon as she finished speaking, a recruit who was temporarily arrested next to her said tremblingly: "Bail...Battery Commander, I'm afraid!"

"Ba!" Before the other party could finish speaking, Mr. He San slapped the other party and then said, "This slap is for giving gifts to save your life, so I can gain a memory."

The beating recruit Danzi felt a pain on his face and found the courage he deserved in a trance. However, it is still unknown whether such temporary excitement can persist in the next battle.

Yang Yiming was not feeling well. After all, facing the first murder, his whole heart was beating in his throat. The posture of holding the rifle in both hands was stiff and hard at this time.

"400 meters!" After reporting the distance from the trench, the soldier quickly turned out, and then his whole body slowly crawled towards the T-mouth trench in the position. Seeing that the soldier who was reporting the number was about to return to the trench, a blood-red hole suddenly appeared behind the green military uniform.

Shocked, at such a long distance, all the snipers in the Japanese army could be fatal. The t-word mouth is not far from Yang Yiming's position. Yang Yan saw the shot just now and felt inexplicably nervous.

At this moment, bloodshot in Yang Yiming's eyes came out, and the accumulated breath in his chest kept the whole chest up and down. He swallowed hard, and Yang Yiming wanted to calm down, but it was not easy.

"Listen to my order, the bullets are loaded!" Just as Yang Yiming didn't know what to do, Mr. He San's voice came from there.

With the order, Yang Yan felt better. Although his hands did not control the gun as quickly as he received the rifle for the first time, at least he now had a little peace in his mind.

After a brief silence, there was a "bang" sound, and I don't know who shot the opposite one first. A Japanese army then fell down, and then the voice of Mr. He San burst into tears again: "Brothers, shoot me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, various rifles "ping-pong" sounds suddenly came from the position, and of course they were mixed with the "spout" roars of Czech machine guns, the only four heavy weapons in the camp.

The distance between two hundred meters is very lethal. In half a minute, more than ten people fell from the front row of the Japanese army. However, the killing of ** is limited to this. For those well-trained and super capable Japanese soldiers, it is difficult for bullets to find their bodies in the next moment.

Crawling, the Japanese walking team did not care about the previous casualties. When the gunfire on the ** position decreased, the team slowly stood up again and raised their rifles and moved forward to the ** position. The team had just entered a distance of 150 meters, and He Sanye launched another shooting. Everyone in the front line threw a grenade into the battlefield. Although this cheap grenade was not powerful, it could not hold back the number, so the number of Japanese troops lying down increased by about twenty. However, at this time, the Japanese team officially opened and immediately launched the most violent counterattack.

The power of the 38th Great Cave is beyond doubt, and the guns are deadly. Suddenly, twenty or thirty of the Third Master He's Third Battalion fell down immediately. This was another heavy blow to the Third Battalion, which was not large in number. However, this was not the most critical. Xiao Dabiao next to Mr. He said to Mr. He's Third Master: "Battery Commander, look!"

After taking Xiao Dabiao's telescope, He Sanye saw two Japanese squads in the distance, and there were two Type 94 mountain cannons behind the two squads.

"Grandma, the little Japanese will solve us just by thinking about it. There was a large-caliber artillery battalion bombing behind it, and the infantry sent mountain cannons to cooperate." As he said that, Master He raised his hand and shot him.

"Yes! What should I do? Third Master?" Xiao Dabiao asked anxiously.

"What else can I do? Just beat me hard! Don't we have so many brothers?"

"Why!"

As he turned around, Yang Yiming slowly calmed down his heart in the confrontation between the Japanese army at the position just now, and he also fired two bullets. Although he did not hit the target, he probably mastered the performance of the Hanyang-made shot in his hand.
Chapter completed!