Without further explanation, those who can still stand now are those who survived at least three battles.

Therefore, when facing the enemy's charge after shelling, everyone knows how to do it.

Soon, people went to the high ground positions and key points of defense, and they aimed at the outside of the position one by one.

"Uka!"

"Wuka!"...

The Iron Eagle Man shouted slogans that sounded very bad to Liu Zheng and the others. After the scattered soldiers advanced to four hundred meters away from the position, they launched a collective charge, and they were extremely fanatical.

Bang!

"Fuck his grandma, brothers, beat me! Kill the red-haired ghosts raised by this group of bitches!"

Wu Wenkang fired a shot into the sky and roared angrily at the same time.

"beat!"

"Fuck them to death!"

Dadadadada···

Bang! Bang!

The heavy machine guns on both sides were fired immediately, and the hot flames burst out with fierce bullets. The cross-fire fire suddenly made a burst of blood mist rise, causing the iron eagle people to fly in flesh and blood, limbs were broken, and a scream and wail broke out.

Immediately afterwards, most rifles opened fire, and fire lights flashed, and bullets flew towards the enemy, causing a large number of charge Iron Eagle people to fall down, and the howling ghosts and wolves no longer had the fanaticism of the previous strange screams.

The Iron Eagle Man's charge was expected to be effective. He hit the steel storm composed of bullets with his flesh and blood, causing heavy losses for a while, and the momentum of the charge was exhausted.

The officers among the Iron Eagle soldiers also urged the soldiers to counterattack as soon as they were hit. Bullets came back and hit the sandbag beside Liu Zheng's side and banged.

Bang!

"one."

After killing an officer with one shot, Liu Zheng aimed at the second target.

"two."

"Three."...

The 11th rifle is a good gun. It is not only a rare and rare air-guided semi-automatic rifle, but also its accuracy and range are not inferior to a single-shot steam rifle. The magazine can hold ten bullets. Liu Zheng can take away one life with every shot, transforming into a killing machine on the battlefield, constantly looking for targets to kill.

He didn't know what was going on. After surviving on the battlefield for a long time, his marksmanship became particularly accurate, and his perception of danger became extremely keen. Especially the former, it made him stronger than all the precise shooters on the entire position, and the name of Death is even very famous among the Iron Eagle Man.

Just as he finished shooting a magazine and was about to change it, a nerve in his brain suddenly thrusts, giving him the feeling of hair standing upside down all over his body.

Immediately, Liu Zheng rushed forward without thinking, and rolled towards the other side of the trench.

boom!

Just three seconds after he left his original place, he was hit by a shell at the place where he was, and the air waves made Liu Zheng's face hurt.

grass!

It is a light infantry mountain cannon!

Liu Zheng cursed inwardly, his face gloomy.

Judging from the craters exploded by the shell and the power generated after the explosion, this is not the power that can be fired by the convenient position cannon, but the shells of infantry cannons.

There was no comprehensive shelling of the position. It seemed that his sniper was noticed by the enemy and he fired cannons here alone.

Liu Zheng took a deep breath, and did not feel palpitations for almost becoming a dead soul under the cannon, but continued to move his position and used bullets to kill the enemy even more fiercely.

He experienced this danger almost every day. Except for the first half of the year of fear, in the days that followed, since he had this sense of the sixth sense, as long as he avoided it in time, he could avoid fatal danger.

In addition to being beaten to run away with his head and head, the Iron Eagle men stabilized, either looking for hidden points or rolling into the crater to counterattack. From time to time, individual soldiers jumped forward to advance and set up killers like machine guns to shoot towards the position.

The soldiers under Liu Zheng began to suffer casualties. After all, bullets did not have eyes, and grenades could occasionally fly in. The enemy's convenient positional artillery shells could also drift across the air and directly smash into the trenches.

The medical soldiers were busy, and kept traveling through the trenches in the rain of bullets, bandaging and stopping the bleeding of the lightly injured, and carrying the rescued people down on a stretcher.

Dadadadada···

The two-shot machine guns were spraying angry flames, and they were taken care of from time to time, causing the machine gunner to die directly, but someone took over immediately.

In the war, one of the soldiers on both sides was the officers in uniform, and the other was the machine gunner.

So this leads to the former usually changing their military ranks and officer uniforms to ordinary soldiers on the battlefield, and the fewest soldiers who want to become machine gunners.

"Architecture, artillery, where are our artillery? **, fire the artillery!"

Wu Wenkang's eyes were red. He roared while watching the soldiers fall down while still grenades outside the field.

"Who dares artillery fire at such a close distance in the offensive and defensive battle between the two sides?"

Liu Zheng responded and shouted after shooting another enemy soldier.

"What about our position gun?"

"I'm so tired, I haven't made up for us yet."

Chen Zhuang also shouted, in less than a few months, the shy young man who had just come to the position to serve as an officer had become a swearing man.

"Those damn masters only know how to save money. They are like iron roosters, so they should go to the front line to experience it." Wu Wenkang cursed and threw out the last grenade beside him.

After saying that, he continued to yell: "Brothers, beat me hard, and let the brigade pay to pay to buy meat from the logistics tonight."

"You are really good at borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, why don't you pay for it?"

Liu Zheng laughed and scolded him, and he turned around and dodged a bullet that shot in the creeping position before him.

"Who told you to be a team that costs 200 yuan a month, we only cost 50 yuan a month. In addition, you are still a precision shooter and you have an additional salary subsidy."

Chen Zhuang agreed very much on this point and continued.

"You two are messing around."

The three of them are brothers who have been working together for more than half a year. They never care about making jokes. Doing this on the battlefield can vent some tension and pressure.

"Captain, the red-haired ghost has set up another machine gun, and it's up to you."

Chen Zhuang's eyes were very sharp, and he noticed a location more than 300 meters away from the position, and said to Liu Zheng.

"Wait."

Liu Zheng observed and pointed the muzzle at the enemy machine gunner who had supplied the bullet link, pulled the trigger and started shooting wildly.

Bang!

With a gunshot, the enemy machine gunner's forehead was directly pierced by a bullet and his body fell back heavily.

The deputy next to him was stunned, and then immediately took the job of the gunman in the cell phone and continued to pull the trigger and shoot.

"Do you die for me!"

Liu Zheng shot another shot, causing the machine gun deputy to die tragically on the spot, with the same consequence as his previous colleagues.

Then another machine gun was not afraid of death, but it was still shot dead by Liu Zheng, who had already targeted the machine gun.

No one dared to get on now. The Iron Eagle soldiers are not fools. The distance from three hundred meters away has exceeded the average person's sight range. Either stray bullets or accurate shooters are targeting here. The latter is very likely.

An officer witnessed all this, pointed at the flinched soldier and scolded him, pointed a pistol at a soldier's head to force him to use a machine gun.

The soldier trembled and prepared to control the machine gun to open his mouth, and then it became cold.

Then another head was pierced and the officer fell straight down.

"Come on, you will die as much as you come."

Liu Zheng sneered and moved to the next shooting point. He didn't want to be targeted by an infantry cannon again.

"It's a chariot! a chariot!"

Suddenly there was a commotion on the position. It turned out that a steel monster with black smoke and steam appeared in the attacking team of the Iron Eagle.

This thing is similar to the tanks that Liu Zheng knows. They both have heavy armor that can withstand any bullet shooting. They are composed of a body plate and a turret, and have shooting holes. They can be called the last blow of the infantry nemesis and the terminator of the cavalry era.

At first, this kind of monster appeared on the battlefield and was invincible, but as the chariot was popularized by various teams and the corresponding response measures were come up, the chariot was no longer so invincible.

But even so, the huge figure and strong defense will make ordinary soldiers feel extremely afraid when they see it.

"Quick, where is the cannon? Where is the war defense cannon?"

Liu Zheng's face changed. If this thing rushes to the position, the attack on his position would be absolutely devastating, and the Iron Eagle Man could even follow the tank to rush up.

"The war defense artillery was buried where the shells just collapsed."

Chen Zhuang said anxiously.

"Dig, dig it out for me!"

Liu Zheng was anxious and yelled and ordered.

Regardless of whether the war defense cannons are damaged or not, they are still the only war defense cannons in their brigade, and they are powerful tools for dealing with monsters like war chariots. Without it, huge casualties will be required to prevent the chariot from advancing.

With the addition of the chariot, the morale of the Iron Eagle people has greatly increased. The turret on the chariot has little effect at all. The biggest use is that it slowly advances the enemy but cannot stop the oppression it brings to the enemy's heart, and can follow the chariot and push forward easily.

The chariots rumbled forward, raising the rolling steam, which brought huge psychological pressure to the Song army. The bullets hit its armor and were directly bounced away, which could not cause any damage to it.

Seeing that the chariot was less than 200 meters away from the position, more enemies were hiding behind the chariot and advancing, everyone was extremely anxious.
To be continued...