The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

After hearing another shot, their squad leader immediately fell backwards like a piece of wood.

"No, there are snipers."

The lead shooter of the German stick machine gun team, after muttering something in his mouth, wanted to set up the machine gun with the deputy shooter on the spot to suppress firepower for his teammates.

As a result, the sentence in his mouth was spit out: "Hurry up~"

A 6.5mm Tomosaka bullet directly punched a hole in the center of his head between the eyebrows.

After being shot at such a vital position, even a penetrating wound is still fatal; the core of the firepower in the German stick team was immediately killed on the spot.

So he didn't see some of the things that happened later.

For example, several submachine guns such as Thomson, P40, 3, and Bobosha, and even a Type 96 light machine gun, together with seven or eight Mosin Nagant rifles.

Facing those German sticks, firepower was poured from multiple directions.

In the blink of an eye, such a combat squad was completely wiped out.

During such a process, Lang Qing pointed at a German stick soldier again, and after aiming for a long time, he pulled the fingertip trigger.

As a result, after three rounds of submachine gun bullets greeted them, they successfully shot a cloud of dust on the ground 3 meters in front of him...

Chapter 432 The Growth of the Rookies ([-])

3 minutes later, in the same place.

When German stick soldiers, about the size of a combat platoon, heard the gunshots and came, there was no sign of any opponent in the place where a short battle had taken place before.

All that was left on the ground were some bullet casings, blood, footprints, and the bodies of our own personnel.

And on these corpses, all the bullets, firearms, food and other useful materials, even some military coats and boots, were pulled clean one by one.

Because at such a time, a combat team that ambushed their Central Continent team had already moved to a certain ruin a mile away to hide.

On the positions at their hands, there are packages made of German jackets.

When they move with these things, they look a little like refugees fleeing famine.

Talk!For the problem of how to make the 6 rookies of the team and the recruits of the 8th company form a little fighting power as quickly as possible.

For Hu Biao, a commander who has participated in many missions and is no longer so aggressive, he actually already has an answer in his heart.

Of course, let them fight continuously, let them grow up quickly in the polishing of the battle.

Because the current Volgograd battlefield, although the daily battles are extremely fierce, generally speaking, it refers to the northern area of ​​the city.

The area they are in, and the current point in time, is not the most difficult time yet.

At least it wasn't too long before the war started, and the city still had a small reserve of various materials such as food and ammunition.

But after waiting for the winter, as the temperature drops rapidly, the reserves in the city are basically exhausted, and that is the most difficult time.

Based on such an idea, Lieutenant Hu Biao woke up early the next morning.

He held up the binoculars on the roof and looked around, and saw that although there were small German stick troops around, they did not come to attack the Youth Palace building where they were located.

After some thought in my mind, I came up with a plan.

After a little communication with Comrade Major Chekhov, he took the initiative to send the men of the 8th Bria Company out to let them go through such a war-torn training.

The key to this kind of battle is that Hu Biao's main purpose is to train soldiers, not to fight with the German sticks.

That's why Hu Biao dispatched small groups of troops, basically half a platoon with sixteen or seven people as a battle group; led and guided by three or four veterans, they carried out flexible and mobile operations.

Before setting off, Hu Biao solemnly explained to the veterans who led the team:

Be smart, these people will be of great use in the future, and they are all part of our starting team, so we can't let them die too much.

In a word, after going out, you can only take advantage of it, not suffer it.

After hearing the words, the veterans all laughed and expressed: Don't worry!They are familiar with this kind of battle of taking advantage.

So under such a tone, the Brian company of the entire new army was divided into 8 combat groups and set off.

Specifically, it is to let the rookies go up and shoot black guns, which can be regarded as multi-purpose in terms of practicing guns, luring the enemy, and practicing courage.

Then, after the opponent was attracted and entered the ambush circle arranged by the combat team in advance, he immediately opened fire with all his strength.

After finishing the battle, it takes a very short time to clean up the battlefield, and then run away.

And even the other party's coat and boots, these are all taken off in such a way.

It's just that Hu Biao and the others are making preparations in advance to resist the bitter winter in Maozi's house; you must know that according to the recruits, as soon as it starts snowing here in October, it means that winter is coming.

No!This time, a combat team led by three veterans, Cang Guan, Xi Ling, and Da Huyou.

If the battle that just ended is counted, in today's day, the second batch of German sticks has been successfully destroyed.

After all, in such a street fight, the German sticks will not be dispatched on a large scale.

During the battle, except for one unlucky recruit who was hit in the thigh by the opponent's counter bullet, the other losses of their combat team can only be described as negligible.

If there is any dissatisfaction, it is that Lang Qing, who has fired twenty or thirty rounds of bullets, has not yet had a real victory.

This made the worker of the sewage treatment plant very depressed now.

In such a situation, until such a group of people hid here for half an hour, thinking that the German stick had now relaxed a little bit of vigilance.

The warehouse manager was about to greet everyone to continue to move, but after seeing the lonely expression on Lang Qing's face.

He comforted him: "Lang Qing, are you okay?

Be more open!How many rounds have you fired, you can't even walk, and you still want to learn how to fly?When your shoulders are swollen by the recoil of the gun butt for several days in a row, you are almost on point.

At that time, at a distance of more than 100 meters, as soon as you raise your hand, you will probably know whether the gun is there. "

"Okay, I'll listen." Lang Qing gritted his teeth and agreed.

Then, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, during the last operation of the day, I don't know how many shots have been fired. As a result, the wolf blue on the shoulder was obviously red and swollen, and the trigger was pulled on the target again.

Finally, he saw a bunch of blood spouting from the opponent's chest, and the whole person slowly collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, Lang Qing felt that his whole body felt indescribably refreshed; saying something that was not so decent was better than that.

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Of course, the mobile operations of the Zhongzhou team cannot always be smooth sailing. On the complicated battlefield, there will always be such and such situations.

For example, at around three o'clock in the afternoon, next to a dilapidated street.

Po Gong, a veteran who is not considered very experienced, made a series of hand gestures to the rookie Bazi under the command of some jerky tactical movements.

The representative meaning is: carefully poke your head out to see if there are any targets on the street that you can touch?If so, we'll have a guy.

The train driver Ba Zi with a 1 carbine in his hand, after even guessing, he barely understood the tactical movements of the broken gong.

After taking a deep breath in his mouth, he looked out at the street from behind a broken window.

He intends to find a target, and comes with a bunch of black guns.

Bazi has done the above-mentioned action countless times today; when he first did it, his head was numb and his heart was very nervous, but now he has become a bit accustomed to it.

Sure enough, constantly participating in battles and killings is really the best way for rookies to grow rapidly.

"Isn't it just fighting? I was born to fight."

So in the process of poking his head out with a gun in his hand, Bazi even thought about it a little nervously; the main reason is that compared to Langqing, he was too lucky.

Just in the last battle, a random shot killed a target like luck.

Then, and then this thing that just floated up, his whole body just became uncomfortable.

Because first of all, he could feel the ground under his feet trembling faintly.

Later, out of the corner of my eye, I could see a No. 20 tank appearing on the other side of the street under the cover of about [-] German infantrymen.

A 50mm tank gun was raised high, and there were as many as three machine guns.

And walking all the way, looking carefully at the infantry around, it can be said that Ba Zi completely forgot the idea of ​​"born to fight" just now.

"Tank, tank~" With a stammering voice, Bazi expressed it to veterans such as Pogong, Feng, and AT.

After hearing such a statement, the three of them were no longer as calm as before.

He just thought that everyone in the combat team would withdraw, but when he saw the excited firefighter Feng, he took out two Molotov cocktails full of gasoline from the cowhide satchel on his back.

What the hell!Because Mao Feng is obviously a firefighter, but he likes setting fires so much.

Why did he want to stuff these two Molotov cocktails into his hands? Is this the rhythm of throwing the Molotov cocktails at a tank?

That's right, this is the idea of ​​a few veterans.

After such a tank drove a few meters past the building they were in, these people suddenly poked their heads out and used a lot of automatic firepower to shoot at

When the infantry, caught off guard, fell down in an instant, and the machine guns on the tanks could not be adjusted at all.

Bazi threw two Molotov cocktails down towards the Panzer III tank.

After two consecutive bangs, two large fires ignited on the top of such a No. [-] tank; what was even more deadly was that one of them hit the incendiary bottle on the front of the turret, and the gasoline in it flowed into the tank. Among the tanks.

So soon after, the crew inside opened the hatch and escaped desperately.

Then they were beaten to death by AT and others one by one next to the tank.

The only pity is that they have no way to clean up the battlefield this time; because the tank shells were detonated by the huge explosion, they dare not approach at all.

Chapter 433 The Growth of the Rookies (3) [Add 3/[-] for the Rothschild Iron Egg]

时间，42年9月16日。早上的7点31分。

Location: In a ruin about 1.5 kilometers away from Hu Biao's Youth Palace.

At such a time, under the already rather cold morning temperature, Su Hong was like those lifeless bricks around her.

Ever since he came here in a disguise at dawn, he has been lying here patiently.

The reason is simple, the building opposite should be a bank, so in a building with a particularly strong structure, a German stick regiment is now used as a base.

With the help of this place as a stronghold, they continued to attack all around.