The heavens start from Changjin Lake

The broken troops have been loose for too long, and fighting is an important way to quickly grow them.

After a short thought, he gave an order: "Continue to maintain the previous firing frequency. When the enemy is close to 50 meters, stop shooting! Bring them closer and then fight!"

This is a sharpening battle for the defeated soldiers. Their knives have been decayed for too long and need to be re-sharpened.

Xia Yuan did not participate in the battle. In fact, if he participated, the battle would be better, but that was only his personal improvement, and the defeated soldiers remained the same as before.

This is Myanmar, not everyone is Shangganling, the God of War, and the soldiers in front of them are not volunteers, but a group of rout soldiers who have been defeated all the year round and defeated the whole of China. Their beliefs and will to fight have long since been worn away almost.

The rout soldiers passed on Xia Yuan's command, they slowed down their shooting speed, without the suppression of firepower, the actions of the Japanese devils became much bolder, one after another Japanese soldiers in yellow uniforms scattered among the jungle, With the help of terrain and trees as cover, we approached the English camp where the broken soldiers were stationed.

The broken soldiers hiding in the trenches clearly saw groups of Japanese devils rushing towards them from the depths of the dense forest. Few of their bullets could hit the Japanese soldiers. These Japanese soldiers were all fighting Veterans have undergone strict militarized training, while the broken soldiers are just a group of 'rabble' who have not experienced systematic training. The systematic training they have really received since joining the army is Xia Yuan's physical strengthening training for them. Three system tactical training.

And they have only learned some superficial knowledge.

The bullets of many rout soldiers did not know where they were shot.

"Ah Yi, how do you know if you hit or miss if you don't look at it! The Japanese devils are human, so there is no need to be so afraid. Think about your father! Think about those compatriots who died. If you don't kill them today, they will kill you tomorrow. relatives, your compatriots."

Xia Yuan watched Ah Yi's shooting action, and didn't even dare to look at it, so he stimulated him with words, arousing the blood in Ah Yi's heart.

Ah Yi was lying behind the bunker with tears on his face. He thought of his dead father, and even the picture of his father being shot and killed by the Japanese devils when he was at work appeared in his mind. Howling, with blue veins on his forehead, holding a gun and pulling the trigger at the Japanese devils.

The defeated soldiers looked at Ah Yi, as if they never thought that Ah Yi would be so crazy one day, until the submachine gun in Ah Yi's hand ran out of bullets, and Xia Yuan pulled him down at once.

"Leader, let me kill the devil!" Ah Yi's eyes glowed red, and he roared.

"In war, you need to use your brain. If you fight like this, you will die before your father's revenge is avenged!"

Xia Yuan held Ah Yi down, and continued: "You are dead, who will avenge your father? Shall I let you go?"

Meng Fanle said very cooperatively: "I won't go, I have to go by myself."

"Remember, you can only consider revenge if you ensure that you live longer than Little Japan."

Xia Yuan patted Ah Yi on the shoulder, gave him the bullet in his hand, and shouted: "Stop shooting!"

Meng annoyed and shouted, "Stop shooting!"

The rout soldiers stopped firing and waited for Xia Yuan to continue issuing orders.

"Captain, when will you let me move? I can't help it anymore." Mi Long held the Maxim heavy machine gun and couldn't help muttering.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, pour some ecstasy soup for the Japanese devils first." Xia Yuan grinned, "If it's spicy, not spicy, stand up and run behind immediately, wait for my signal, and then counterattack back."

They don't know what the leader's purpose is, but they are right to listen to him.

"Let's go."

Yao Ma yelled, picked up his gun and led them to run out of the bunker, turned around and ran, the two combat teams dispersed and ran, the Japanese devils pulled the bolt and shot at them.

The bullets of the Japanese devils passed through their heads, and some bullets hit the ground in front of them, splashing the soil high, and some penetrated the wooden houses in front of them, making the sound of wood cracking.

"Fucking bastard, run fast, bullets don't have eyes."

Bu La was jumping wildly by the bullets, cursing and swearing.

The snake's butt yelled: "Where to run, where to run."

Kang Ya shouted: "Never mind him, let's run away first. Didn't the head tell us to come back later, just run away."

The six of them ran forward in a panic, and they had no direction, and finally ran to the house with a turning point in fate. Bula opened the door and got in. This scene left Xia Yuan speechless. This really did not forget the original intention. I thought that my appearance could change the trajectory of some plots, but I didn't expect them to sneak into this house.

When they made such a move, the Japanese devils thought that the Chinese troops blocking them in front of them were going to die, and the troops who had been hiding in the dark also came out of the forest.

Long Wenwen on the flank was aware of Xia Yuan's plan. He wanted to create an illusion that the Japanese devils could not fight, let the Japanese devils relax their vigilance, and then attacked unexpectedly, causing heavy damage to the Japanese army.

"It turned out to be like this. The firepower has decreased from the ferocity at the beginning to the present. Let a few soldiers create the illusion of rout, and the Japanese devils will be fooled."

Long Wenwen ordered the ten people brought here not to shoot yet, but to let the devils pass.

As soon as they shoot, Xia Yuan's plan will be destroyed, and the Japanese devils already know that Xia Yuan and the others can't stand up to them. When their flank guns are fired, the Japanese devils will definitely come to support them. At that time, the pressure on their side will rise in a straight line.

Long Wenwen decided to let the group of little devils go there first, and when Xia Yuan started to attack, they directly operated on the back of the little devils.

The little devil's flank troops had already touched them, and there were only fifteen or six little devils. Long Wenwen waved his hand and led the man and cat behind the little devil, keeping a safe distance. What a lot of casualties it caused to the soldiers around him in the first place.

Long Wenwen has already made the soldiers ready to give a heavy blow to this group of sneak attacking devils at any time.

frontal battlefield.

After the heavy machine guns of the Japanese army rang for a while, they stopped. The Japanese infantry stepped on the dry branches on the ground carefully and approached the Yingjili camp.

In such a huge camp, there was no one to be seen. When the British army left, they left behind many dilapidated fortifications. The sacks filled with sand were randomly placed on the ground. The ground was dug up with new soil.

The approaching Japanese soldiers learned the lesson from last time. After they approached the camp, they threw grenades over.

They scolded the little devil in their hearts for being cunning, and they still didn't dare to move until they received the order to shoot.

Yao Ma, Bu La and others in the house watched the little devil approaching through the gap. The little devil came out of the woods and walked to the open space of the camp, their expressions changed slightly.

"There are more than 30 little Dongyang, the leader and the others are in trouble." Bula counted twice, but there were no numbers, but there were more than 30 little devils, and the yellow figure was wandering in the jungle. The little Japanese devils were still as cunning as ever , They threw out the grenades on their bodies, blowing up all the bunkers in sight that could hide people.

Fortunately, after they left, there were only a dozen rout soldiers left in the trench, and the positions were very scattered. The grenade of the little Japanese devil did not cause much damage to the rout soldiers.

"The leader has a way, don't forget, the leader led us to kill more than 20 little devils."

After two battles, Snake Bottom had no doubts in Xia Yuan. With more than 30 people, he dared to fight a small team of Japanese devils. Who would dare to fight without any confidence.

Even when there were many people in the past, they were often chased and beaten by Japanese devils. Many recruits were frightened when they saw Japanese devils. Haven't even killed chickens, let alone let them kill.

And those who are officials can only search for money, and when it comes to the battlefield, there are not many who can fight.

Few fought with a small number of troops and the Japanese army taller than themselves.

The defeated soldiers all felt that the regiment leader was different from the others, and that he really wanted to fight.

If they wanted to numb them, they would lie down in the room through the gaps and bullet holes, waiting for Xia Yuan's orders at any time. The appearance of the little devil made them sweat for the broken soldiers hiding in the trenches.

Xia Yuan put his hand on the carbine, listened to the footsteps of the Japanese devils by listening to the sound, and judged how far the Japanese devils were from them. When the distance reached seven or eight meters, he shouted:
"Milong!"

"I'll kill them all!"

Milong hurriedly asked Yangdanzi and Douban to put the heavy machine gun on the cover, stretched out his hand to grab the trigger of the heavy machine gun, and poked his head out of the cover.

The rout soldiers leaned out of their bunkers, raised their submachine guns and pulled the trigger at the Japanese devil in front of them. The bullets whized through the Japanese devil's chest, and Milong's heavy machine gun rang out. Exploding, reverberating, and aiming the gun in the direction, the Japanese devils fell like cutting wheat.

Ah Yi shouted like an angry beast, and the submachine gun in his hand was his best offensive weapon.

Fanla, Veterinarian Hao also shot at the Japanese devils. They squinted their eyes and looked at the fallen Japanese devils. Their hearts beat more violently, and the sonorous and powerful beating sent the hot blood to all parts of the body. They were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. , The fallen Japanese devils inspired the fighting spirit in their hearts.

It turned out that the Japanese devils were nothing more than that.

In this battle, the rout soldiers seemed to have found the long-lost feeling of killing the enemy on the battlefield. This feeling was hard-won and never had before.

It was brought about by a small-scale victory after consecutive defeats. It was like a person who was dying of thirst in the desert suddenly encountered a desert oasis. His heart was beating, his adrenaline was soaring, and he fell down. The Japanese devils inspired the broken soldiers' desire for victory.

Even Meng Fanle, who was avoiding the battle, felt an unspeakable agitation.

Milong's heavy machine gun played a huge role. In front of this flat camp, his bullets were like harvesting wheat. Ten of the more than 30 Japanese devils died under the muzzle of his heavy machine gun. What surprised the broken soldiers was that the heavy machine guns of the Japanese devils never fired from the beginning to the end.

Only Meng Fanle saw that all the heavy machine guns of the Japanese devils were destroyed by their commander.

"It's spicy! Not spicy!"

Xia Yuan quickly pulled out the punched magazine, put the bullet in the magazine, and shouted at the house behind him.

"Flank, flank!"

Seeing them coming out of the house, Xia Yuan yelled, and coordinated with the movements of his hands, trying to numb them, he moved towards the flanks in a battle formation.

Xia Yuan pressed the bullet, loaded the magazine, and shouted: "Yi, look at them, don't let those little Japanese devils show up, don't save bullets, there are plenty of bullets!"

"Yes!"

There were more than 30 Japanese devils, and a few surviving ones hid behind the bunkers. The surviving Japanese devils did not pose a threat to Xia Yuan. He could reimburse the Japanese devils with a single grenade, but he did not do so. It's better to stay and practice for this group of defeated soldiers, let them find the feeling of a battle commander killing the enemy, and let them understand that the Japanese devils are actually nothing to be afraid of.

"Hit, hit, don't save bullets."

Ah Yi’s voice trembled a little. Just now he killed a Japanese soldier, his body was smashed by bullets, and the blood flowed horizontally. Ah Yi’s heart was trembling. He resisted the churning feeling in his stomach and shouted tremblingly, He curled up into a ball, tears streaming down his face.

Meng Fanle emptied the magazine, turned his head to see Ah Yi, and quickly said to Veterinary Hao: "Look, take a quick look, isn't it hurt?"

"oh oh."

Veterinarian Hao crawled over, opened Ah Yi's body, and asked, "What's wrong, where does it hurt?"

"I avenged my father, I avenged my father, I killed a Japanese soldier." Ah Yi cried and grabbed Dr. Hao with his hands.

Meng Fanle and Veterinarian Hao were stunned when they heard Ah Yi's yell.

Just as the rout soldiers were suppressing the few remaining Japanese soldiers, gunshots rang out from their flanks, and the gunshots didn't last long. After a while, they wanted numb, not spicy, snake butt, Kang Ya and the others He ran back excitedly.

"We won, we won. Little Dongyang was killed by us!" Bula excitedly grabbed the bean cake and said happily, "I, I killed two, I killed two little Dongyang."

"Guilt son, you beat me to death? Obviously I beat you to death." Yao Ma cursed and said so, unable to hide their joy.

In the end, the few Japanese soldiers who survived were groped from the back of the buttocks led by Long Wenwen, and all of them were killed, leaving no one alive.

Statistics after the war, Long Wenwen said: "Three people were slightly injured and bitten by a bullet. This battle was fought beautifully, very well! You fought beautifully. There are more than 30 people, and they beat a team of little Japanese devils." , very good! very good!"

The defeated soldiers ignored Long Wenwen, all of them were still immersed in the joy of victory. They had been defeated for too long, and even such a small-scale victory was enough to make them happy for a long time.

Each person more or less killed two Japanese soldiers. This is an unprecedented sound and an unprecedented victory.