Chapter 56 The Flames of War Spread

Around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The reconnaissance team was suppressed on this empty road, and they had no cover except for the jeep reinforced with armor plates.

Therefore, if it is delayed further, it will turn into a unilateral massacre.

And blowing up the enemy's machine gun positions is half the battle, unless they still have mortars, or tank destroyers and armored vehicles.

Now, Lu Li's idea is very simple, use PIAT, aim at the target and shoot.

As for the specific location of the death harvester, Marksman Henry was looking for it, and saw him holding a mirror sideways and moving it slowly.

And the death of the Dutch girl Anhe deeply stimulated Munch. This guy fiddled with the Bren light machine gun without saying a word, only waiting for the officer to give the order to fire.

Frankly speaking, Lu Li wasn't too worried about his state, after all, it was ten thousand times better than covering his face and waiting for death. Besides, there is no psychiatrist on the battlefield, and it is up to oneself to think about things like seeking comfort.

clang!

Sparks were flying from the bulletproof steel plate, it was about to be smashed. As for the tires, they had already become 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 oil storage barrel. Fortunately, these parts of the Jeep have been reinforced twice, otherwise they will all have to be reimbursed.

"Have you found out where MG42 is?"

Correspondent Jerry couldn't help urging, because the smell of blood and wailing from behind made people panic.

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

"The machine gunner is reloading, or changing the barrel, but I can't see the flames coming out, but I can be sure that the machine gun position is at eleven o'clock, about three hundred yards from here."

"That mound camouflaged with hay."

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

It would be great if we could move forward a certain distance, but the opportunity cannot be missed. At this time, taking advantage of the enemy's machine gun positions not being effective, it would be best to carry out reverse suppression.

Thinking of this, Lu Li turned his eyes away from the mirror and said in a low voice, "Munch, it's up to you!"

"Guys, beat the Germans down!"

Almost at the same time, he clung to the edge of the jeep and rushed to where the big Miller was.

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

The bullet smashed the window glass into powder, and Lu Li felt something buzzing in his ear, like a wasp.

He cursed secretly, lowered his body down again, and moved straight along the armor baffle.

Lu Li hated this feeling, and like a mouse, he became more and more determined: use the last bazooka to launch a counterattack against the Germans.

At the same time, the commander of the German position also judged the reality of the team in front of him: although it was equipped with modified jeeps, the number was very small, and it should be used as an outpost for reconnaissance.

Therefore, he was no longer satisfied with defending in place, but decided to wipe them all out.

The tactics are also very simple, strictly following the guidelines of infantry combat: the heavy machine gun occupying the best firing position fires from the front, attracting and suppressing the enemy's firepower, while the rifle team approaches from the flanks and wipes out the enemy with submachine guns and grenades in close combat.

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

The big Miller propped up a machine gun on a tripod and fired to the left front, exposing himself to the German machine gun.

There is no contradiction between fighting hard and protecting oneself. When three Bren 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 went up to replace it. The loader got another bullet in the head, and it came from the sharpshooter Henry. The German guy appeared in the field of view of the triple mirror because of his excessive range of motion——

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

Amidst the gunfire, Lu Li stood up.

Every non-commissioned officer who knows how to use PIAT knows a saying: You must hit the target with the first shot, because you will not get a second chance.

Because its spring tension reaches 90 kilograms, the shooter needs to pull it while standing, and at least two fingers are required to pull the trigger, and the anti-tank projectile must be held for a few seconds before it can be fired. Can't hold the launcher, and at the last moment, the anti-tank shell will miss the target.

In other words.

This is too much a test of the shooting environment.

But Lu Li had put aside his distracting thoughts. When he heard a "click" from the hook, he immediately put the bazooka on the back of the jeep, pointed the rear sight at the grass-covered mound, and pulled the trigger.

The shoulder vibrated violently, and even with a rubber shock absorber for protection, Lu Li still felt a dull pain there.

And his eyes never shifted, staring straight ahead to the left, until a pile of smoke and dust rose there, and the observer holding the telescope shouted:

"Take it! There are two attacking teams approaching from the left!"

After realizing that their machine gun positions had been taken away, twelve German soldiers began to charge. They used bushes and submachine guns to advance methodically.

Both sides know: it just needs to get a little closer and the grenade can be thrown.

The Bren machine gun with a slightly hot barrel fired alternately, trying to keep the enemy out of the throwing range.

At this moment, Monk, who is often regarded as a typical demonstration by the instructors on the training ground, has entered the state. His hit rate is very high, and he seldom wastes bullets. He uses bursts to harvest.

The situation became clear in an instant, and the enemy's snipers, machine gun positions, and offensive teams all lost their combat effectiveness.

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

They spared none of the bushes where the snipers had once been hidden, and began to refill their guns to ensure that the group of bastards were completely dead.

A Mesers 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 situation was even more tragic. When Major Goff's large troops approached Wolfheze, they were almost completely blocked.

The soldiers left their jeeps and continued to weave around the country roads, getting caught up in mobile combat.

Correspondent Slitan hid in the hedge, trying to contact Lu Li who was on the route of the lion. Major Goff wanted to know what was going on there. If there was no resistance, or only a small-scale resistance, he would divide his troops immediately and occupy it first. Let's talk about Arnhem Bridge.

But the signal keeps breaking.

boom!

Slitan was wounded by mortar fire, a shrapnel pierced his ankle, and the radio transmitter dropped, and he stooped to pick it up.

Suddenly, a black shadow broke into sight.

Slitan looked up, his heart was beating wildly, it was a German soldier.

The recruit Hyde was equally frightened, because he met the British soldier in the brochure with a thigh injury.

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