A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　 Around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The 　　 reconnaissance team was suppressed on this empty road. They had no bunkers except for the jeep reinforced with armor plates.

　　 Therefore, any further delay will evolve into a unilateral slaughter.

　　 And blowing up the enemy’s machine gun positions is half the win, unless they have mortars, or have tank destroyers, or armored vehicles.

　　 Right now, Lu Li's idea is very simple. Use PIAT to aim at the target.

　　 As for the specific location of the death harvester, the sharpshooter Henry was looking for it, and saw him holding up a mirror on his side and moving it slowly.

　　 And the death of the Dutch girl Anhe deeply irritated Munch. This guy fiddled with the Bren-type light machine gun silently, waiting for the commander to give the order to fire.

　　 Frankly speaking, Lu Li was not too worried about his state, after all, anyway, it was 10,000 times better than holding his face and waiting to die. Moreover, there is no psychiatrist on the battlefield, and seeking comfort depends on whether or not you want to take care of this kind of thing.

　　 Clang!

　　 The bullet-proof steel plate was spattered with sparks and it was about to be broken. As for the tires, they had long been riddled with holes. Lu Li only hoped that the spare tire would be able to function after the war.

　　Of course, the most important thing is the fuel tank and storage barrel. Fortunately, these parts of the Jeep have been reinforced twice, otherwise they will all have to be reimbursed.

　　 "Did you find out the location of MG42?"

　　 Correspondent Jerry couldn't help but urge, because the **** smell and wailing sound behind him made people panic.

　　 Some paratroopers were injured or died, and the situation is not optimistic.

　　 "The machine gunner is changing the ammunition, or changing the barrel, and no flames can be seen, but I can be sure that the machine gun position is at eleven o'clock, about three hundred yards from here."

　　 "The mound camouflaged with a haystack."

　　 300 yards is almost 275 meters, and the limit range of PIAT when used as a mortar is 300 meters.

　　 It would be great if it could move forward a certain distance, but the opportunity was not lost. At this time, taking advantage of the enemy's machine gun position to be unable to function, reverse suppression would not be better.

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Li looked away from the mirror and whispered, "Munk, it's up to you!"

　　 "Guys, beat the German down!"

　　 Almost at the same time, he pressed against the edge of the jeep and rushed to the spot where the big man Miller was.

　　 Three seconds later, the MG42 was angry. The machine gunner was indeed replacing the hot barrel, and this process only took a few seconds to complete.

　　 The bullet beat the window glass to powder, and Lu Li felt something buzzing in his ears, like a wasp.

　　 He cursed inwardly, lowered his body again, and moved straight along the armor plate.

　　 Lu Li hated this feeling, and, like a mouse, he became more and more convinced: using the last rocket launcher, he launched a counterattack against the Germans.

　　 At the same time, the German position commander also judged the reality of the team in front of him: Although it is equipped with a modified jeep, but the number of people is very small, it should be used as an outpost for investigation.

　　 Therefore, he was no longer satisfied with the defense in place, but decided to annihilate them all.

　　The tactics are also very simple. Strictly follow the infantry combat guidelines: the heavy machine gun that occupies the best shooting position fires frontally to attract and suppress enemy fire, while the rifle team approaches from the flanks, and uses submachine guns and grenades to annihilate the enemy in close combat.

　　 "Don't cease fire! Fight hard to protect yourself!"

　　 Big Miller used a tripod to prop up a machine gun and fired at the front left, and he was exposed under the German machine gun.

　　 There is no contradiction between fighting hard and protecting oneself. When three Bren-type light machine guns fired at the same time and the targets were exactly the same, the MG42 machine gun position fell into a brief silence.

　　 The main shooter was killed, and no one has been up to replace it. The loader was hit by a bullet in the head, and it came from the sharpshooter Henry. The German appeared in the field of vision of the triple lens because of the excessive movement.

　　 After completing the confrontation with his peers, Henry adjusted his muzzle and was looking for valuable prey.

　　 Lu Li stood up amid the sound of gunfire.

　　 Every non-commissioned officer who can use PIAT knows a sentence: You must hit the target with the first shot, because you won't have a second chance.

Because its spring tension reaches 90 kg, the shooter needs to be standing to pull it, and at least **** are required to pull the trigger. The anti-tank bomb can only be fired after the trigger is pulled for a few seconds. Can not hold the launcher, at the last moment, the anti-tank projectile will deviate from the target.

　　 In other words.

　　 This is too challenging the shooting environment.

　　 But Lu Li had put aside his distracting thoughts. When he heard a "click" from the hang-up, he immediately mounted the bazooka in the back of the jeep, pointed the sight facing the turf-covered mound, and pulled the trigger.

　　 The shoulders vibrated violently, and even with a rubber cushion to protect them, Lu Li still felt a dull pain in the place.

　　 While his sight never deviated, he stared straight at the front left until a pile of smoke rose up there, and the observer holding a telescope shouted:

　　 "Take it! Two offensive teams are approaching from the left!"

　　 When they sensed that their machine gun positions had been dropped, twelve German soldiers began to charge. They used the bushes and submachine guns to advance in an orderly manner.

　　 Both sides know: You only need to get closer to throw a grenade.

　　 Bren machine guns with slightly hot barrels fire alternately, trying to keep the enemy out of the throwing range.

　　 At this moment, Munch, who is often regarded as a typical demonstration by instructors on the training ground, has entered the state ~www.wuxiamtl.com~The hit rate is very high, and there is very little waste of bullets, so he uses burst shots for harvesting.

　　 The situation became clear instantly, and the enemy's snipers, machine gun positions, and offensive team all lost their combat effectiveness.

　　 Lu Li and Miller each led two soldiers, rushing forward along both sides of the road, with machine guns and rifles behind them.

　　 Those bushes where the snipers were hidden, they didn't let go of them, and started to make up their guns to make sure that this group of snipers was completely dead.

　　 A Myers automatic pistol fell from above Lu Li's head. When he looked up along the tree trunk, he saw a German soldier hanging loosely on a rope. Obviously, there was no need to waste bullets.

　　 At the same time, on the other road, the fighting was even more tragic, and Major Gough's troops were almost completely blocked when they approached Wolfhice.

　　 The soldiers left the jeep and kept winding round and round country roads, getting caught up in sports combat.

Correspondent Slitan hid in the hedges and tried to contact Lu Li who was on the route of the Lions. Major Gough wanted to know what was going on in that place. If there was no resistance, or just a small resistance, then he immediately divided his troops and occupied it first. Let's talk about the Arnhem Bridge.

　　 But the signal has been interrupted.

boom!

　　 Slitan was wounded by the mortar fire. A shrapnel pierced his ankle and the radio transmitter fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up.

　　 Suddenly, a dark figure broke into the line of sight.

　　 Slitan raised his head, his heart beating like crazy, it was a German soldier.

　　 The recruit Hyde was also scared, because he encountered the British soldier in the propaganda manual with his thigh injured.

　　 The two stared at each other until they couldn't hold it, and collapsed to the ground together.