The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Such an approach was actually a last resort for Lao Pao and the others.

The old artillery who was not good at mortars originally had limited accuracy when using this thing, not to mention that now that the frame and base were gone, the accuracy of the accuracy was severely discounted.

Then in desperation, they can only use the saturation of the shells to make up for the lack of accuracy.

In the end, after these 6 shells were thrown out by one guy, one of them finally hit the ugly front of the armored car, causing the thing to explode into a ball of flames.

Another shell coincidentally landed near the Maxim heavy machine gun. Although it didn't overturn it, the main and deputy machine gunners were all knocked down by the flying shrapnel?

At the same time, by the way, more than a dozen Ergouzi were also killed.

Taking advantage of this good opportunity, Yuan Sin quickly got up and fired, using the roaring MG42 firepower, knocking down five or six people in a blink of an eye.

Let those two dogs have to lie on the ground to avoid, which can be regarded as effectively suppressing the charge on the opposite side.

It's a pity that we haven't waited for everyone to yell out a compliment, which is similar to something like: "Old Pao, you did a good job."

A bullet from the devil sharpshooter hit Lao Pao on the side of the neck.

Good guy!The splashed blood stained the cannon barrel in his arms red on the spot; at the same time, he let go of the old cannon barrel, and his whole body fell down with his head raised.

Seeing this, the grasshopper on the side quickly put down the cannonball in his hand, and while picking up the old cannon with one hand, he took out a ball of gauze from his pocket with the other, trying to plug such a wound.

However, Lao Pao ignored the blood that gushed out of the wound every time he opened his mouth to breathe.

Holding down the piece of gauze with one hand, he hurriedly yelled at the two assistants, Grasshopper and Baozi:

"Leave me alone! Now, Grasshopper, hold the gun barrel, and Baozi, you are responsible for continuing to reload, and listen to my instructions when you aim."

Such recklessness is mainly because Lao Pao knows the current focus. After losing such a key mortar firepower, the suppressed Ergouzi are afraid to kill them again.

The actual situation is indeed the same, while the old cannon is down.

A devil who acted as the actual commander of the Iron Stone Troop immediately roared while waving his command knife, kicking and beating Er Gouzi who was lying on the ground in front of him crazily.

Under his continuous beating and scolding, at least one platoon of Er Gouzi rushed up under the cover of that heavy machine gun. Even after the original sin joined the fire, they still couldn't suppress them.

Fortunately, after hearing what Lao Pao said, the grasshopper scholar Lao Pao hugged the barrel of the gun.

And according to the yelling of the old gun, he constantly adjusted the position of the muzzle; when the difference was not much, Baozi seized such a time and stuffed 4 rounds of shells in a row.

Under the operation of a rookie like Grasshopper, the aim of these shells is naturally not very high.

In the end, out of a total of 4 shells, only one shell landed in the crowd, directly bringing down Er Gouzi of a squad.

But no matter what, the lethality of the 82mm mortar still posed a great threat to the opponent, causing the two dogs to stop charging.

It's just that the devils are not stupid, they have long been eyeing such a threat.

When Baozi grabbed the fifth shell and was about to stuff it into the muzzle, a devil's precision shooter opened fire.

After such a shot greeted him, the grasshopper hugging the gun barrel was fine, but Baozi was directly pierced through the skull by a 6.5mm rifle bullet.

It's also a coincidence, the white brains that flew out immediately sprayed the face of the grasshopper beside him, and along with that gun barrel that was already a little hot.

Let the shell of this gun barrel be covered with these extremely fishy things.

The only thing I can be thankful for is that Baozi's hands instinctively still grasped the shells when he was about to fall down with his head raised.

No, when the thing hit the ground with a 'ding dong~', it just exploded.

This time, there is no need for the old cannon to continue yelling. The Czech light machine gun magazine that is being emptied, the mad dog with the bullets pressed, just spontaneously rolls on the ground in a row, crawling towards the scattered shells on the ground. past.

Even if he is very clear, the danger of operating this thing is too great.

It is certain to be headshot by someone who is only 80 centimeters high and used as a cover. The premise is that the headshot is taken after how many rounds are loaded.

Of course, he can also follow the tradition of the Zhongzhou team and say something before he must die.

So, after this guy got up, he picked up the cannonball with mottled blood and white slurry, and cursed in his mouth:

"Sun, your grandma's two dogs, remember that your grandpa is from Suzhou and Hangzhou (I don't know the details, it's fictional, and you can correct it after leaving a message)."

Then, it was desperate to stuff shells into the barrel.

His psychological bottom line guarantee is 3 rounds, and every extra round that is less than this number is a profit.

As a result, those Er Gouzi who got up from the ground under the yelling and scolding of the devil officer found out helplessly that it was another man in his 20s.

While he didn't know what to swear in his mouth, he frantically stuffed shells into the gun barrel.

One shot, two shots, three shots, four shots, five shots~

In such a process, they could only lie down on the ground again, avoiding the shells that did not know where they would fall, and the dense shrapnel produced. If they were killed, it would be their own fate.

And looking forward to, the sharpshooters behind him quickly opened fire and killed such a madman who was not afraid of death.

Finally, after five consecutive shells, the continuous explosions suddenly subsided.

For this reason, they raised their heads full of joy, and found that after a shot in the left chest of the lunatic, he could not hold on to the end; after stopping for a few seconds, he took another shell in his hand and stuffed it into the barrel .

During such a process, Xu was a mad dog whose lungs were wounded. He kept coughing up blood from his mouth and sprayed it on the running tube that represented death and the death of both parties.

"Crazy~" After swearing, Er Gouzi and the others lay down again.

Then, after another three rounds in a row, one round, two rounds, and three rounds, the sound of the cannon finally stopped.

That was when the lunatic was finally killed. A bullet that hit the right eye socket cut off all his vitality in an instant, just the moment he fell down.

All the two dogs can see that this guy's face is covered with blood and filth, and there is a smile that seems to take advantage of it.

Just like the very familiar sentence in their battles with the Anti-Union fighters: "Killing one is enough, killing two is profitable."

Immediately, a gust of cold air and their tailbone directly rushed to the top of the sky...

Chapter 204 Great Gift (Adding 4/4 as before)

After the mad dog was killed, the moment the gunfire was silenced.

At that time, he was firing crazily, suppressing the blocking team on the opposite side with the firepower at hand, and he didn't have such a spare time to think about too many things.

Busily using the firepower of MG42 to suppress a Maxim on the opposite side, plus three or four light machine guns, and even a grenadier, the original sin of so much firepower.

It's just like when Hu Biao drove them to rush out holding the explosive pack in the brown Yanggou position in the past.

He yelled out a sentence: "The next one is on top, we must not let this thing go out, it is best to fire all the shells, don't waste it."

At this moment, the original sin actually suddenly became clear. Hu Biao’s helplessness and bitterness in issuing such an order before, knowing that the grandson actually disagreed.

But then again, the next time I have a chance, I still want to gang up on that grandson for a while,

And under the order issued by Yuan Sin, the few remaining members of the blocking team also responded.

"What the hell! You do what you can." The interpreter, who thought that there were still a dozen shells left, and it was extremely difficult to shoot them all, cursed this sentence in his mouth.

Then, with a lot of busy work, he rushed to the grasshopper who was still hugging the barrel.

This buddy was actually shot now, even half of his left ear was blown away, and he was hanging on the hot cannon barrel at this moment, the scene was indescribably horrific.

So the current grasshopper is just holding on with the evil breath in his heart.

In this way, the interpreter rushed to the gun barrel that was cursed by the personnel of both sides, but still had to fight around it.

After picking up a shell from the pried open ammunition box, he stuffed it in in the same way, so that the strong firepower on such a small battlefield suppressed the firepower, and began to show its power again...

"What the hell, I'm at a loss~"

More than half a minute, to be precise, 35 seconds after hearing the sound, the translator cursed and closed his eyes regretfully.

The main reason is that after he fired three shells, the shell that whizzed past and fell landed more than 3 meters before the running position.

The caliber of that thing is not big, but the air waves and the splashing shrapnel produced by the explosion immediately knocked the translator and the grasshopper to the ground.

At the same time, under such an impact, Lao Pao continued to roll a long way, to the edge of dying.

In fact, in the previous 2 minutes, Lao Pao became weaker and weaker due to the massive blood loss from the wound.

The ball used to hold down the wound was simply a huge joke to the blood gushing out of his wound, how could it be held down.

So Lao Pao, who has now entered a dying state, is already muttering in his mouth, muttering something that fills him with resentment:

“59式100毫米高炮、59式57毫米高炮、85式23毫米双管高炮、87式25毫米双管高炮、p793型37毫米双管高炮~

As long as I give Lao Tzu any one, today it won't be a one-way trip. "

As for Baozi, because the throat was cut open by a shrapnel, no sound could be heard from that constantly opening and closing mouth.

In this way, the lives of Baozi and Lao Pao have entered the countdown.

After a lot of shrapnel was added to the body of such a greasy man as the translator, although they were not too deadly parts, they would not die immediately.

But the serious injury still made him unable to move at all, losing all his fighting power.

The remaining 10 or so mortar shells can only be completely wasted.

Because the blocking team at this moment has no extra manpower to pick up a car that is rolling all the way, and it has already rolled to the side of the road.

An 82mm tube covered in blood, brains, half-pull ears, and snow.

******

The culprit for all of the above was a small convoy of Type [-] medium tanks and two Type [-] light tanks.

After the leading Type 47 medium tank stopped, it immediately opened fire with the [-]mm short-barreled tank gun above it, and fired a shell towards it.

Then, it caused the current killing effect.

The battle has actually lasted for more than four minutes at this moment; Hu Biao's attack on the position at the gate of the city also only lasted for seven or eight minutes.

In such a short-term battle, the only people alive and capable of fighting in the current sniper position are the original sin, the magic stick, and the sinner.

As for Hu Biao and the others, they don't know exactly what they have done so far, and Yuan Sin and others don't know, nor are they in the mood to know.

However, as long as Hu Biao didn't come to send a signal flare, they had to stay here.

The question is, what can they do against the devil's tank squad?

"Hu Biao's grandson has always been doing things in a hurry, and he has never been happy."

At the same time that he cursed out his mouth, it was the original sin that he replaced a bullet chain, and with the help of the magic stick, he replaced the hot barrel, and he had no intention of retreating at all.

It was just that they continued to fire, and a few more shells came from the opposite side; in addition to the 47mm shells, there were also smaller caliber 37mm shells.

But no matter what, the 37mm shell is still a terrifying and cruel weapon for infantry.