Film and Television Beacon Fire: I Have an Equipment Column

Chapter 380 Strong Wind ()

On the east side of the culvert entrance of Jiangpu Road.

The combat unit team to which Lu Feng belonged was still busy harvesting the little devils ahead.

Out of an in-depth understanding of the concept of elite special operations, the team members assigned to Lu Feng by Zhou Weiguo can all be said to be top-notch personnel in the "Wind" battalion.

At the same time, great efforts have been made in equipment allocation.

In addition to Lu Feng's own light and heavy firepower, Zheng Shusen and Zheng Mantou are also equipped with an MG34 machine gun each. As for the other sentries, they are only equipped with a flower machine and a pistol in order to move lightly.

This outfit was so light that even the driver, Zhang Chu, was not left behind.

Faced with so much powerful fully automatic firepower, and after their own armored vehicles were knocked out by Lu Feng at a given point for the first time, these more than a hundred Marines who lacked bunkers and counterattack firepower could only do the most difficult things. In the battle between beasts, it is only a matter of time before the entire army is destroyed.

Of course, Lu Feng didn't know that they had accidentally escaped an artillery bombardment. Otherwise, if they were really going to be bombarded by the "Izumo's" main gun for several rounds, Lu Feng and his team would Even if not all were reimbursed, there would still be heavy casualties.

But reality doesn’t have so many ifs.

Lu Feng casually hit them one by one.

"boom"

The sharp scolding passed through the thick helmet and reached Lu Feng's ears. Lu Feng looked around and saw a little devil wearing headphones with a crazy face in this armored car full of bullet holes. Shouting something.

Heavy steps stepped on the solid ground, splashing water and making a muffled sound.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Then, he found a Japanese raincoat and wrapped the radio equipment, picked up the equipment and ran towards the truck.

"Shellardment! Where's the shelling? What are you doing?"

Looking at the radio equipment with the indicator light still on, Lu Feng did not immediately kill the Japanese telegraph operator in his hand.

But Lu Feng was not stunned. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the little devil, and at the same time took off the headphones on the other person's head.

This strange movement immediately attracted the attention of the surviving little Japs. Several Japs poked out half of their heads to take a look, and were stunned at that time.

Zheng Shusen and the others did not show any ambiguity or hesitation. As soon as they saw the Japanese standing still, they opened fire immediately.

When he noticed Lu Feng's head protruding over, he was also stunned.

A few minutes later, this short but fierce ambush battle came to an end. Listening to the increasingly sparse counterattack gunshots in his ears, Lu Feng decisively walked out of the bunker.

Lu Feng threw the telegraph operator to Zheng Shusen and others who were already following him.

"Da da da"

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

"Tie him up."

So when Lu Feng walked to the armored vehicles, the only ones he could see who were still breathing were three or two little Japs.

Immediately, he waved to Zhang Chu and said:
"Zhang Chu, come here and get this thing back, quickly! Others, collect all the grenades on them."

Zhang Chu and others immediately ran over quickly. When he saw the radio equipment in the car, Zhang Chu also knew the importance of this thing. He first took a look and noted the channel band of the radio station, and then immediately disconnected the power supply.

Lu Feng looked towards Zheng Shusen and saw that the Japanese telegraph operator took out a Southern 14 pistol from nowhere and shot himself in the head.

Looking at the Japanese telegraph operator with his head blooming, Lu Feng had to admit that the gun of Nanfang Fourteen was sometimes reliable, and it was not true that he could shoot himself seven times in the head.

"This is me." Zheng Shusen was a little at a loss.

"It's okay. Just forget about him asking for death. Retreat immediately."

After hearing Lu Feng's order, Zheng Shusen didn't care about anything else. He nodded and ran towards the place where the truck was parked with the others.

Lu Feng pulled away two Japanese grenades and threw them into the pile of Japanese grenades that had just been collected.

Then, turn around and run.

Walking slowly and pretending to be cool is what you see in movies. On the real battlefield, safety must come first.

Thanks to the extra-long fuses of the Japanese grenades, the two grenades didn't explode until Lu Feng ran out dozens of meters away.

"boom"

The flames from the explosion of ammunition engulfed the Japanese armored vehicles. At this time, these armored vehicles were completely scrapped.

By the way, most of the traces of Lu Feng and his group were also erased.

In the light of the explosion, the Japanese telegraph operator's eyes were still staring in the east direction, seeming to be issuing some kind of silent question:
What about the bombardment of the call? Don't you even know how to fire a cannon without these losers?

The junction of the Central District and the West District of the Public Settlement.

This once bustling and bustling area has now completely turned into a place of chaos. Countless people are walking back and forth among the broken bricks and rubble, searching for survivors in the ruins.

Among them were residents and passers-by, as well as patrolmen from the patrol house in the concession, as well as White Russian mercenaries from the merchant corps of all nations.

The power of the 203mm caliber battleship main gun is absolutely extraordinary. The lethality is not just a certain point, but a true large-area destruction.

Not to mention what happened to the center of the explosion, even the International Hotel a few hundred meters away had a lot of glass shattered by the shock wave of the shell explosion, and glass shards fell all over the floor.

Nine huge craters were almost lined up within a range of more than 100 meters. Looking down from the rooftop of the International Hotel, you can see a bit of post-modernist art.
What a ghost!
Satoshi Tetsutaro (the representative of the Japanese observers, I gave him a name after thinking about it) looked at the scene below, and he was ready to jump down from the rooftop on the spot.

This bunch of red deer from the navy also said that they would be allowed to witness the glorious moment of their third fleet, and they also said that they would make themselves the most eye-catching presence among the crowd.

Is this your "brilliance"? This horse riding is what you call "eye-catching"?
Even if you really let me turn into a Saru (the same pronunciation of monkey in Japanese), that's it, but what do you mean by shelling the public concession?
He also fought three times in a row on horseback, leaving me unable to even defend himself.

After mentally greeting all the eighteen generations of the Red Deer ancestors of the Third Fleet, Satoshi Tetsutarou led his men and quickly left the rooftop of the International Hotel.

This shelling problem is extremely serious and must be dealt with immediately, otherwise it will cause a major diplomatic incident.

Satoshi Tetsutarou and the others were not the first to leave the rooftop of the International Hotel. After the bombardment, military observers from various countries rushed to leave the rooftop.

They didn't even take the elevator. They all ran down the stairs, without any of the "Juantman" demeanor they had before.

As observers with rich military experience, they knew very well that there was no cover in a place like the rooftop, and it was so high above the ground that if the Japanese were to continue firing at this place, they would have no place to escape.

They are here to get paid and go to work, not to risk their lives.

As a result, within a short time, only a few Chinese reporters were left on the rooftop of the International Hotel.

Although they were also afraid that the Japanese would continue to fire artillery fire in this direction, they wanted to record the heroic gesture of the Chinese army in front of them in their efforts to resist the war.

Heroes need to be remembered.

And they are the ones who record these heroes.

(End of this chapter)