Wang Xiaoer had disassembled a machine gun, but had never used it. When he lay down behind the machine gun, his body was a little small, so he had to adjust the position of the machine gun with great effort. He pulled and pulled the machine gun until his face turned red, and he moved the machine gun handle.

He lifted it up, and then stretched out his little arm with great effort. The sound of the gun being pulled was very slow amid the clicking sound. The main reason was that the gun body was a bit heavy, and he couldn't hold it with one hand, so he had to hold it.

He pushed his left elbow into the soil and held the bottom of the gun butt with his palm. He pulled the gun back hard and then raised the gun handle. The man was small and short. He looked forward from the circular ruler on the left, but his mouth was closed.

Instead of facing the sky, he hurriedly changed his prone position to a kneeling position. Now his body leaned forward, and the machine gun also ran forward. It soon exceeded the verticality of the machine gun frame, the center of gravity moved forward, and the machine gun began to slide forward.

Seeing that Zhao Dashan, who had been correcting Wang Xiaoer's posture, had a black line on his head, he quickly stretched out his hand to pull the machine gun back, laughing secretly in his heart, this guy's little posture is quite unique, otherwise he would not be able to follow the machine gun now.

Rushed out of the trench without firing a shot.

Unable to hold back any longer, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "This is the first time I've seen someone use a machine gun to shoot himself out of the trench as a bullet. You are awesome, you are the first."

Wang Xiaoer was not discouraged and adjusted the machine gun again. Fortunately, he didn't put his hand on the trigger just now, otherwise wouldn't this shot scare everyone to death?

The movement above attracted the attention of the Japs. The Japs riflemen began to aim at this machine gun position. It was more than 300 meters away. From a distance, a small black dot could be seen moving, but it was not clear in the bushes. The Japs

The infantrymen planned to wait for the machine gunner to fire and use the muzzle flash before shooting.

Seeing Wang Xiaoer finally correcting his posture, Zhao Dashan thought that it was attracting anyway, so it didn't matter if he hit him. Now that the Japanese didn't show up and the Chiang platoon leader below didn't attack, he couldn't help but look at Wang Xiaoer curiously.

To see what kind of fight he could make, he slowly poked his head out to look at the Japanese and puppet soldiers looming on the path ahead.

Everything was ready. The eye that Wang Erxiao was aiming at in the circular sight began to become brighter and clearer, revealing determination and perseverance, as beautiful as a bright star; the index finger of his right hand began to slowly pull back.

When the trigger is lowered, the trigger moves steadily toward the rear with an indiscernible creaking sound.

The blocking piece in the machine gun was finally pulled open. The firing pin pushed the bolt under the force of the return spring and immediately hit the primer of the bullet. The gunpowder in the bullet case was ignited and expanded instantly, violently pushing the 79.2 bullet forward.

The barrel deformed under the pressure of the rifling and began to rotate forcefully. The bullet on the butt that was on fire quickly rushed out of the muzzle, and the air pressure increased violently.

He rushed into the air guide hole at the muzzle, then rushed into the gun box and pushed the piston backward, driving the firing pin of the bolt to retreat rapidly. The strong recoil force was transmitted to Wang Xiaoer's shoulder. The ejection mechanism simultaneously ejected the bullet casing, and the gun

The gun was sent back by the re-entry machine and the second bullet entered the gun chamber. At this time, the firing pin rushed forward under the pressure of the spring and began to impact again.

Ta da da da da...

The Czech machine gun shook arrogantly in Wang Xiaoer's hands, and the recoil was transmitted backwards in waves, hitting Wang Xiaoer's still very immature shoulders. The bipod kept beating, pushing

His thin body retreated bit by bit into the machine gun position, pushing him slowly out of the shooting crenel that served as a drainage outlet.

After the twentieth bullet rushed out of the muzzle, Wang Xiaoer had completely retreated into the position, and the machine gun had completely retreated behind the ridge. The muzzle of the gun was facing the sky, and smoke was still rising from the muzzle.

Wang Xiaoer was already pinched under his arm, and there were strange screams: "This hurts me to death, what kind of broken gun is this!"

Zhao Dashan was stunned. At this moment, he completely forgot about the Japanese in the distance. He covered his stomach and buried his head behind the ridge. His whole body was shaking, and he made unknown animal noises from his mouth. He was completely breathless with laughter.

The Japs and puppet soldiers lying on the ground were closer to the ground. The machine gun on the opposite side fired a full magazine of twenty bullets. However, this seemed a bit outrageous, except that the first few bullets narrowly missed a person who was raising his gun to fight back.

All the other bullets of the Japanese soldiers flew into the sky, flying higher and higher, causing the bamboo leaves to fly everywhere. It was amazing to see the bamboo leaves falling slowly, more and more flying.

The Japanese were completely confused. So, the gunfire came from the damn position in front. The first wave hit several warriors, but another shot was fired randomly from so far away. What's going on?

: I racked my brains and couldn’t figure out what kind of attack this was. An ambush was certain, but the attack was aimed at the sky. Just because of this, the Japs had hallucinations. Was this a war, or a test of a gun?

Wang Xiaoer emptied a whole magazine, and Zhao Dashan, who came to his senses, began to scold Wang Xiaoer in the bunker.

Platoon leader Chiang, who was still hiding nearby, didn't know why. Captain Li seemed to have taught him this tactic of shooting into the sky. Could it be that Zhao Dashan disliked the few of his men staying here and not attacking?

But wasn't it meant to be an ambush? We didn't plan an attack in the first place. But what does Zhao Dashan mean by shooting in the sky? Does he think we are too far away from the Japanese?

In this case, let's move forward.

Zhao Dashan stopped laughing and stopped his feet, and said to Wang Xiaoer: "Boy, now you know how powerful you are, this gun is beyond your reach, this battle is not fought like this, come here quickly and pretend

Bullet." After saying this, he pulled Wang Xiaoer's body towards him.

"Get out of here, I'll hit you again." Unconvinced, he pushed away Zhao Dashan's stretched out hand. Just as Zhao Dashan was about to exert force on his hand, Platoon Leader Jiang and his men in front opened fire with their rifles, targeting the Japanese sentry.

The position was suppressed, and at the same time a group of three people began to climb towards the Japs' position on the lower mountain terrain.

The Japanese also set up a machine gun with a crooked handle and began to fight back at Zhao Dashan. The machine gun bullets kept flying over Zhao Dashan's head, and some of them hit the soil in front of him.

The two Japanese infantrymen also kept firing bullets into the machine gun position.

By the time Zhao Dashan came to his senses, Wang Xiaoer had dragged the machine gun back into the formation and was replacing the third magazine. Braving the rain of bullets, he struggled to push the machine gun out of the bunker, and then used the ridge handle to support the bipod.

Pull it up, shake it left and right, and adjust it.

"I still don't believe it. This crappy gun is sitting on my head." As he spoke, he pulled the trigger again.

Seeing Wang Xiaoer with a dark face and stubbornly preparing to shoot again, Zhao Dashan did not stop him this time.

Not only did Zhao Dashan not stop him, but he also gave guidance: "You are such a brat. If you can't hit a continuous shot, can't you switch to a single shot?"

He took the time to glance at the situation outside, and while he was talking, his hands did not stop, but he touched the magazine that Wang Xiaoer had replaced and began to press bullets into it, moving quickly and swiftly.

Now that most of the Japs are lying on the ground, the fire suppression has been completed, and there is no point in fighting anymore. Let this kid just hit him one more time.

After Wang Xiaoer listened to Zhao Dashan's words and saw that Zhao Dashan had no intention of stopping him, he quickly raised his hand to adjust the shooting mode to single shot and put his eyes on the aiming line.

He looked intently at the Japanese machine gun that was firing happily on the Japanese machine gun position with little cover in the distance. Sometimes he would fire bullets at the machine gun position on his side, and at other times he would hit the position where Platoon Leader Chiang Kai-shek was attacking.
Chapter completed!