Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

Everything went dark before his eyes and after a moment of dizziness, he appeared in a ditch. He said "Fuck!" and then someone knocked him down.

Just when he was about to punch the man away, he stopped abruptly when he saw his clothes. Isn't this the uniform of the Eighth Route Army?

"You're crazy! The Japanese are very accurate with their guns. Why are you exposing your head? You're making yourself a target for the enemy!"

Hong Guan nodded but said nothing, because he had no memory, didn't know where he was, or who was in front of him.

Seeing Hong Guan's reaction, the man smiled on his dusty face. "Be careful, kid. Stay still and wait for the attack signal before showing up again. Got it?"

Hong Guan nodded. At this moment, he had two thoughts in his mind. Either he was filming a TV series, or he had traveled through time and space to an anti-Japanese war drama. Judging from the reaction of the man in front of him, he must have traveled through time and space to an anti-Japanese war drama. Otherwise, with such acting skills, how could he be a supporting role?

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of a shell exploding with a "bang" not far away. A shrapnel flew over from somewhere and hit his comrade's head. The man was stunned for a moment, then fell to the ground with a thud, and blood quickly flowed out.

At this moment, the charge sounded. Hong Guan watched his comrade-in-arms who was still alive just now die in front of him. He felt his blood boiling. He jumped out of the trench with a gun and aimed at the No. 60 gunner seven or eight hundred meters away!

The gun in his hand is a Type 38 rifle, which has an effective range of about 300 meters. Beyond this range, although it is still lethal, it will be affected by many factors, and the trajectory is still curved!

Hong Guan's shooting level was level two, equivalent to that of an average sniper. Without the assistance of aiming equipment and observers, his first shot missed. He quickly adjusted and fired the second shot, hitting the enemy in the chest. The enemy fell down, and a 60-mm gun misfired.

A hoarse voice sounded in the distance, "Damn it, good job, who fired the gun just now?"

When he heard this voice, Hong Guan knew where he was. It was definitely the Sword of Light. He would never forget this voice.

He was not in a hurry to strike up a conversation, but continued to adjust his posture. After nine shots, the bullets were used up and the three Type 60 gunners all fell down.

Just when he was trying to find some bullets to continue shooting the machine gunner, the enemy's machine gun fired at him, suppressing his fire. A bullet passed by him, leaving a bloody mark on his arm, and a burning sensation spread all over his body.

Hong Guan quickly climbed into the trench. He was not one of those idiots who watched anti-Japanese dramas all day long. The range of a machine gun could reach one or two thousand meters. If he had hit the torso more correctly, that would have been a hole!

Even if I have great endurance, I can't withstand this shot! Looking up from the trench, the charging Eighth Route Army was already fighting with the enemy with bayonets.

This is different from the TV dramas. Although the Japanese soldiers are not tall, they are very strong and very fast. Usually the Eighth Route Army has to outnumber them three to one, or four to one, and suffer casualties before they have a chance to kill the enemy.

Hong Guan also rushed out. He was a real man. He could be killed but not scared to death. While running, he picked up a red tasseled spear and threw it, pinning a Japanese soldier who was about to attack his comrades to the ground.

He drew out the big knife from his back and chopped at the devils. He dodged, swung his knife, dodged, swung his knife. There were not so many fancy moves on the battlefield. He didn't know how long he had been killing. When there were no more enemies around him, he stopped panting and breathing heavily!

The hoarse voice appeared again, "Haha, Zhang Dabiao, whose soldier is that guy? He's awesome. He killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers by himself. Bring him back to me. It's such a waste of talent to follow you!"

"Reporting to the regiment commander, we have suffered heavy casualties at the company and platoon level. I don't know whose soldiers they are, but they must be from the New 1st Regiment. They are your soldiers!"

"Haha, you're right, let's clean up the battlefield quickly and send a messenger to the rear to ask if the division headquarters and the field hospital have been relocated. The enemy is increasing in number. If we keep defending, all the people in our New 1st Regiment will be wiped out!"

"Yes, Commander. I'll arrange for a messenger right away!"

On the other side, Hong Guan finally recovered and cleaned up the battlefield with his comrades. While rescuing the wounded, he selected an almost new Type 38 rifle and two bullet boxes of the Japanese devils, with about a hundred bullets.

Why do we do this? Because the gun is new, the rifling inside is less worn, and the accuracy is high. Why do our troops always say to shoot at people close to them? Don’t they know the effective distance?

Not at all. On the one hand, it is because there are few bullets, so there is no way to practice and the shooting skills are poor. On the other hand, it is because of the rifling. The rifling of many guns is worn out. They can shoot, but at a distance of more than 30 meters, the bullets will have no accuracy at all.

As for scratching more bullets, of course it was to kill the enemy. Hong Guan saw the armband, it was the New 1st Regiment, which proved that it was the beginning of the TV series. This was an anti-mopping up operation, and who knew how many enemies they would have to encounter!

After collecting another fifty bullets and a firearms box, he heard someone shouting for everyone to return to the trench, so Hong Guan hurried back as well.

As soon as I lay down in the trench, I felt someone pat my shoulder and heard Lao Li's hoarse voice, "You are a good boy. Whose soldier are you?"

"Report to the regiment commander, our platoon leader just died, and I don't know whose soldier he should be counted as!"

"It's okay. From now on, just follow me, Lao Li. You can go wherever I tell you to. Come and have a cigarette!"

Hong looked at the Japanese cigarette still stained with blood, and took it with nausea, "Thank you, Captain!"

Following Li Yunlong to the command center, he lay down and waited quietly. Old Li held a telescope and kept looking outside.

Hong Guan knew that he was only calm on the surface, but he was actually very anxious. This place had been surrounded, and the number of people around him was decreasing. If he broke out one minute late, many people might die, and he might even be surrounded by the enemy!

At this time, Zhang Dabiao ran over and said, "Captain, the messenger just ran into someone from the division headquarters. The division headquarters and the field hospital have already retreated. We can break out now."

Li Yunlong put down the telescope in his hand and said, "Great, great! This battle has made me so angry. It's finally time for us to fight back. Go, catch a tongue for me. I want to know what team the other side is!"

Zhang Dabiao smiled and said, "Captain, I already knew it. It was the Sakata Regiment of the 4th Brigade."

"Oh, that name sounds familiar!"

"During the last anti-mopping-up operation in Yunling, Kong Jie's independent regiment had an encounter with the Bantian regiment. The regiment commander Kong Jie was injured and the political commissar Li Wenying was killed.

You said he was the mortal enemy of our brigade."

"Well, it's his bad luck that we bumped into each other today. I was just thinking about how to avenge my two old comrades!"

Hong Guan was listening on the side, and his calm mood became excited again. This was Li Yunlong who would draw his sword against the enemy. Even if he was surrounded, he seemed to have a great advantage.

"Don't lie down, kid, follow me!"

The two of them came to the trench in front and soon found the headquarters of the Sakata regiment. They retreated to the back and found Wang Chengzhu, handing him the telescope. "Zhuzi, do you see the headquarters in front? Can you destroy it?"

Wang Chengzhu observed for a while and said, "Captain, this place is too far away. I'm not sure. If we can advance 500 meters, I promise to blow it up!"

"You didn't lie to me, kid?"

"Report to the captain, absolutely not!"

"Okay, then I'll advance 500 meters for you, and you must blow up the headquarters for me!"

Soon he got together with Zhang Dabiao and said, "Dabiao, you set up a commando team for me. The other troops will provide cover for a while. You will lead the commando team to advance 500 meters and occupy it.

If we take over the Sakata Regiment's headquarters, we can break out head-on. Then, show us the skills of your 29th Army's broadsword team and let the Japanese have a taste of our might!"

"Leave it to me. We are no match for the Japs when it comes to firearms, but when it comes to cold weapons, we are their ancestors."

"Okay, let me see what you can do. Come here, kid!"

Hong Guan pointed at himself, and when he saw Li Yunlong nod, he ran to Li Yunlong and said, "Captain, my name is Hong Guan. What can I do for you?"

"how old are you?"

"nineteen!"

"I'll give you a mission. You're good at swordsmanship. Do you dare to join the commando team and take down the position 500 meters ahead?"

"I dare! But I think my shooting skills are better. I kill more people with guns than with swords. I was the one who killed the three Type 60 gunners of the Japanese just now!"

"You're not bragging!"

"Report to the captain, absolutely not!"

"Okay, when Zhang Dabiao and his men charge, keep an eye on their heavy firepower and don't let them suppress you. Is that okay?"

"Report to the regiment commander, I want two escorts and two new Type 38 rifles!"

"Okay, I'll give you 50 rounds of bullets!"

Hong Guan laughed and said, "No need for this, I just picked up a lot!"

Li Yunlong laughed and scolded, "You kid, you have planned this!"

"Because the bullets are in my hands, I can kill more enemies!"

"Okay, get ready and go to the front in a moment."

In less than thirty minutes, Hong Guan, followed by two ammunition escorts and three Type 38 rifles, came to a slope behind the front trench and carefully examined the enemy camp.

After the enemy reinforcements arrived, they deployed heavy firepower at several commanding heights, with a distance of more than 500 meters. From this distance, they looked like just a small black dot!

Hong Guan was checking the route. If the assault team charged forward, he had to follow behind, otherwise it would be difficult to fight against the heavy firepower.

After determining the route, the attack began with a gunshot. All weapons on the New 1st Regiment's side opened fire. Hong Guan aimed at the earthen slope with heavy firepower and kept firing. Even if he couldn't kill them, he had to keep suppressing them.

The two ammunition escorts kept changing guns for Hong Guan. When the second heavy firepower point of the Japanese army fell silent, the charge sounded. Zhang Dabiao led the assault team and launched a charge under the cover of the mountain.

After they ran about a hundred meters, Hong Guan said hello to the two ammunition escorts and ran out along the mountains on both sides.

When he reached about a hundred meters, he fired fifteen shots in succession, killing two Type 60 gunners and making the enemy's Type 60 gun temporarily silence, then he continued to run forward!

Suddenly, a bullet came from somewhere and hit the shoulder. The power was not strong and was blocked by the clavicle, so no penetrating wound was caused.

But Hong Guan couldn't even lift one of his arms. This was not a good option. The enemy's heavy firepower was organized into teams. Even if one was killed, there would be someone else to take his place, and the assault team would suffer more casualties!

He turned around and called a gun escort, "Liu Er, follow me. I can't lift my arm. I'll put the gun on your shoulder. Be sure to keep it steady. Is that okay?"

Liu Er gritted his teeth and said, "It can be done!"

The three continued to run forward. After running about 150 meters, the intense exercise and injuries caused a large amount of adrenaline to be secreted, and sweat continued to flow down their faces.

"Stop, draw your guns!"

Liu Er came to the front of Hong Guan, and they both knelt on one knee at the same time. "Ma San'er, come and help me pull the bolt!"

The bullets were loaded and a bullet was fired. Ma Saner continued to reload. The three of them cooperated and killed the enemy's machine gunner again, making the enemy's two Type 92 heavy machine guns completely silent!

Li Yunlong and the people behind him caught up, and when he saw Hong Guan’s marksmanship, he laughed out loud and said, “Great!”

Soon the stormtroopers advanced 500 meters, reached the designated position, and began to reinforce the trenches and hold their positions.

Hong Guan advanced again and stopped about a hundred meters away from the assault team. The three of them cooperated again and continued to suppress the opponent's heavy firepower.

At this time, a 60mm artillery shell landed not far away. Hong Guan felt a pain in his body and fell to the ground. He felt a little cold. He must have been hit by shrapnel!

When he was half asleep, he felt like he was going to die. He thought that killing so many Japanese devils meant that his life in this world was not in vain, and he soon fainted.

In fact, Hong Guan was not dead. He was just exhausted after the massive secretion of adrenaline, coupled with intense exercise and excessive blood loss, which caused him to fall into a coma.

The second-level Zaun bloodline was still very powerful. The bleeding of the wound stopped quickly and his life was saved.

When I woke up again, it was already dark. There were several bonfires lit around me. I looked around and saw that I was lying on a stretcher with the wounded.

Let out a breath gently, at least you are not dead. As long as you are alive, everything has a chance!

With bloody gauze wrapped around his body, he took out the cakes and chocolates he brought from the ship while everyone was resting and showed them off. It was not that he didn't want to share them with everyone, but he couldn't explain where they came from because these things were too exquisitely made.

I took a look at the system and cursed inwardly, thinking that I was careless. If I had known to turn on BUM, I wouldn't be in such a mess. Fortunately, I have Zaun blood!

I looked at the system's mission and determined to eliminate the special forces team led by Yamaki Ikki.

This mission is going to be difficult. Apart from anything else, just look at their marksmanship in the TV series. They defeated Kong Jie's independent regiment.

When Li Yunlong raided the observation group, they raided the Eighth Route Army's headquarters and killed the second battalion commander under Li Yunlong, and then they escaped unscathed!

A head-on confrontation will definitely not work. I am just hard to kill, not impossible to kill. I still have to find a shortcut.

Looking at his own skills, although his electromagnetic control was very weak, he could still control a few embroidery needles. This thing was not obvious, and as long as it could pierce the vital points, it would be no problem to kill people, but the distance was the most fatal flaw.

Then there is the bomber’s skill. He can charge the rocks on the cliff and then persuade them to bury mines. The explosion should not be audible. Well, let’s do it!

The biggest benefit of this is that we will eliminate Yamamoto's special forces team in advance, and then there will be no problem for Zhao Jiayu in the future!