Chapter 845

With a submachine gun in his hand, Donatello still felt like he was dreaming.

When they decided to join the death squad, the Italian soldiers received new weapons, all of which were MP36 submachine guns. This submachine gun, which has been retired from the German front-line troops, still has quite good performance, especially, they are suitable for close combat. of.

At this time, they were holding guns and were rushing up to the position of the opposite British army step by step.

Above the head, is the dark night sky, the time is already midnight, ordinarily, at this time, it is the easiest time for people to fall asleep.

They can only hope that the British army will be caught off guard, so that they can successfully break through the opponent's position, and only then can they survive.

Not far behind them, the German major was following them with a brand-new assault rifle, drum-fed.

At the same time, the German major at this time was carrying something strange.

On his back, he carried a box. A cable came out of the box and was connected to the upper end of the front assault rifle. There, there was something like a headlight, and under the headlight was a scope.

No one knew what it was, but they all knew it must be advanced enough to see things at night!

Because in front of them, there is a German instructor, holding the same thing, the visibility is only two or three meters, but the German instructor can lead them, skillfully walk the most suitable route, bypassing obstacles one by one.

The German major was behind them, of course, as an overseer corps.

It is conceivable that they have no way to retreat. If anyone dares to retreat, it will definitely become a hornet's nest.

And in this dark night sky, there are dozens of troops like them, and they take advantage of the darkness to advance towards the British army's position, either taking the position or dying on the road of the charge!

Under the leadership of the instructor, they once again bypassed a tank that had turned into scrap metal. Donatello remembered very clearly that the tank was destroyed by the plane in the sky just after it was launched.

Now, they are still 300 meters away from the British position, which is exactly the most suitable range of the opponent's machine guns, but at this distance, the submachine guns in their hands can't play any role.

One step, another step, every step, one step closer to death!

Suddenly, the German instructor in front raised his right hand, and the Italian soldier in the back quickly stopped.

The German instructor leaned down, carefully placed an old enamel jar, and signaled not to kick it in the back, otherwise the sound would disturb the British troops in front.

It should be on the remains of those soldiers who died during the day. When the British were moving the remains, this enamel jar was left out on the battlefield.

Moving forward, moving forward, every step is extremely heavy.

Donatello squatted down quietly and pretended to tie his shoelaces. As a veteran, he didn't want to move on. It was so dark, maybe he could fool around.

Always give it a try.

However, just after the Italian soldier next to him walked over, behind him, a gun pressed against his back and stabbed him a few times.

In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat. Sure enough, the German major behind him could clearly see the person in front of him!

He quickly stood up, indicating that his shoelaces were fastened, and took a few steps carefully, trying to catch up with the team in front, but after running a few steps, he suddenly stepped on the air and stepped on a In the big pit of the cannonball, in an instant, he instinctively made a sound.

"Hey!" Donatello shouted. It didn't matter what he said. In the silent night sky, the voice was extremely clear.

"Damn! Run, run, and charge at full speed immediately!" The German major behind gave the order.

At this time, they were less than 100 meters away from the British position, and at this distance, a careless Italian soldier exposed their whereabouts.

And almost at the same time, there was a point of fire on the British position in front, it was a Vickers machine gun!

The opponent's muzzle burst into flames in the dark. At this time, the British on the opposite side couldn't see where the attacking troops were. They just fired randomly according to the predetermined tactics.

When the machine gun opened fire, the Italian soldiers here panicked instantly. The machine gun, that's a machine gun, and the bullets don't have long eyes!

What's more, some people just turned around and wanted to run backwards.

Donatello squatted in the crater and watched all this helplessly.

I saw the German instructor in front, without much aiming, raised his hand and fired a three-point shot, the machine gun over there was dumb.

At the same time, the German major in the back also fired his gun, but his gun was aimed at the back feet of the Italian soldiers.

"Chong, let me rush, whoever rushes slowly will die! You noodle army, don't be weak like a bitch!"

The bullet hit the ground behind them, chirping, and as long as the Italian soldiers backed away, the German major would definitely open fire to kill them!

At this time, the German instructor in front had already shouted: "It's a man, just rush to me! The guy who has nothing in his crotch will be afraid!"

The German instructors simply killed the machine gunners over there neatly, and then led them to charge first, and behind, there were bullets from the German major who was supervising the battle, so the Italian soldiers had no choice!

Chong, follow along, the German instructors are all rushing in front, they are all men, they are not afraid, what are you afraid of!

Donatello was kicked hard on the ass, and the German major's voice was extremely cold: "Either die under my gun, or die on the road of the charge, you idiot, you screwed up. !"

If there is no Donatello, maybe they can touch the British position!

"If you're a soldier, just fight for me!"

Donatello got up from the ground and charged forward with his submachine gun. At this time, he had no choice.

What are you afraid of! When charging, the more afraid you are, the more bullets will come, and when you are not afraid of it, the bullets will be afraid of you! These were the words of the German major before they set off.

And now, look, the German instructor, rushing to the front, he has nothing to fear!

In the dark night, I couldn't see the figure clearly, but I could see the tongue of flame from the muzzle. Now I can clearly see that the tongue of flame that was rushing in the front from time to time was the assault rifle of the German instructor.

Behind him, there are also dozens of submachine guns, which are firing while following and charging forward.

Morale has been boosted.

"Come on, so that the Italian army will not be smeared, let me go!" the German major shouted loudly, the sound irritating everyone's eardrums, mixed with the constant gunshots, so clear.