It has to be said that the coordination between the various arms and troops of the little devil is extremely tacit, far beyond what the Chinese army can match, and this is one of the main reasons why the Japanese army can always be invincible on the Chinese battlefield.

If it was replaced by other people, it would be almost impossible to guard this pass with one person's strength. If they were forced to guard it, they might even become the ghost of the little devil's gun.

But it is Yang Chen who guards this pass, he is different from others, he has his own space.

If others are driving heavy machine guns, they can only hide in one place. Even if they are locked by enemy artillery, they can only choose two options.

First, continue to shoot and live and die with the machine gun positions.

Second, run quickly and compete with the enemy's shells for speed.

Ordinary heavy machine guns basically weigh tens or even hundreds of catties. In addition to the huge amount of ammunition required by the heavy machine gun itself, its total weight is even more immeasurable.

Therefore, in the face of the enemy's powerful fire suppression, it is almost impossible for the machine gunner to transfer with the heavy machine gun.

The powerful firepower of the heavy machine gun also limits its mobility.

But Yang Chen was different, because of the existence of personal space, a heavy machine gun was no different from a light machine gun or even a rifle pistol.

With just one thought on his mind, the heavy machine gun can be included in his personal space in an instant.

In this way, his mobility will not be constrained by the weight of the heavy machine gun at all.

The only thing that can constrain him is whether he can find a suitable heavy machine gun position.

It was precisely because of this that the little devil's suppression of firepower would not have much effect on Yang Chen.

In the canyon, the Japanese captain saw the sudden misfire on the mountain, thinking that Yang Chen had been killed by the attack just now, he was overjoyed.

Under his command, a group of Japanese and puppet troops ran forward desperately.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da da da da da—"

However, at this moment, there was another burst of intensive gunshots on the mountain. The gunshots were heard by all the Japanese and puppet soldiers, and they were completely indistinguishable from the grinning grin of death.

The dense bullets flew towards them like a gust of wind and rain, and hit them in front of them, splashing a large amount of dust and debris, flying in all directions, forming a death penalty zone.

The most frightening thing is that with the swing of Yang Chen's wrist, this restricted area of ​​death is rapidly advancing towards these Japanese and puppet troops.

"Puff puff--"

Several Japanese and puppet army officers and soldiers were shot above their heads, and the Gatling bullets carried powerful potential energy, directly hitting their heads until they exploded like rotten watermelons.

Blood and brain matter, red and white, splashed all around.

Even though these Japanese and puppet soldiers did bad things, they have seen countless scenes, and their hands were stained with blood, but when the scalding brains and blood splashed on their faces, they were also very frightened, and they stopped in their tracks. Lie down on the spot.

He raised his gun and continued to fight back against Yang Chen.

"Ha ha!"

The corner of Yang Chen's mouth raised a sneer of disdain: "It is said that the little devil has extremely rich combat experience, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that?"

Yang Chen was condescending, not on the same level as these little devils. These little devils lay down on the ground, which made their goals even bigger.

If they were standing, the target was only as big as a head, now get down; well, even the back and thighs became the target of Yang Chen's attack.

The only thing that annoyed him was that some Japanese and puppet troops were hiding under the cliff on his side, which made him have no angle of attack.

Raising his head, Yang Chen glanced around, and quickly fixed on the corner of the canyon ahead.

Turn right, which he planned before the battle, because he was on the left side of the canyon. If he turned right, he ran to the ridge at the turning position, set up his machine gun just enough to block the oncoming Japanese and puppet troops, Being on the same straight line, no matter which side of the cliff they hide under, it is useless.

"Charge! Charge!"

Seeing that the machine gun on the ridge misfired again, Captain Guizi waved his command knife again and ordered his Japanese and puppet troops to charge forward.

At this moment, all the Japanese and puppet troops in the rear also rushed over and gathered together, with a total number of more than 200.

These Japanese and puppet troops were really scared by Yang Chen's previous attacks, so while charging, they did not forget to raise their generals above their heads for vigilance. Fight back.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da da da da da—"

Suddenly, gunshots rang out again, and the Japanese and puppet soldiers trembled suddenly, subconsciously pulling the trigger to fight back.

But this time the direction of the bullet flying over was somewhat unexpected, not obliquely above them, but directly in front of them.

Seeing this scene, the little devil's captain originally had an extremely gloomy expression, but this thorn was even uglier than eating shit, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Baga! The enemy's is just a company, and one of them was maimed!" The company, from the current point of view, has no fewer than 30 machine gun positions, which is a firepower that no regiment can possess.

How can a company have it? "

"Taijun, let's think about how to rush out."

The four-eyed interpreter hiding in the corner of the cliff suggested with a mournful face, trembling.

"The enemy's firepower is too fierce. If we want to charge forward, I'm afraid we will pay a heavy price. Therefore, under normal circumstances, we must first destroy the machine gun position in front of the enemy."

"Then hit him."

"To deal with the enemy's machine gun positions, artillery is the best choice; but our artillery has already become the target of the enemy's concentrated fire at the beginning of the war, and now it has all been smashed to serve the emperor."

"Then that...then what shall we do now?"

The four-eyed interpreter asked weakly.

"The machine gunner suppresses the firepower, and the rest continue to charge!"

"Kill the chicken!"

……

On the ridge, Yang Chen saw a group of Japanese and puppet troops stop suddenly. At first, he was a little annoyed that he fired too early. Although Vulcan Gatling's range is enough, if the distance is too far, both power and accuracy will be greatly reduced. .

So he was thinking about whether to give these little devils a few shots, but at this moment, these little devils charged them.

"Dangdangdang-"

A series of bullets hit the protective steel plate on the Gatling heavy machine gun in front of Yang Chen, and at the same time sparks were emitted after the collision, there were bursts of intense metal and iron sounds, which were extremely ear-piercing, which greatly shocked Yang Chen. accurate.

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