When the enemy machine gun fired the first shot, Zhang Yiping could feel their position and even the breathing sound of the machine gunner.
At the same time, Zhang Yiping’s gun also fired, quietly hitting the enemy machine gunners, and they fell down when they were ready to move.
The sound of machine guns changing two magazines in a row finally died down. The prostrate soldiers jumped from the ground and rushed forward.
"Boom" sounded around and at the same time, a burst of light was brighter than the bomb. The Zhang Yiping horse turned over and jumped forward again and again, hiding behind another crater, and the shadow quickly followed.
"You’re lucky that you haven’t been killed by an English sniper yet," said Zhang Yiping. "Do you know that taking pictures like that just now may kill me? Because this will expose the target, it will call for enemy fire or sniper strikes. "
"I am doing my reporter’s duty to record the real side of the battlefield," britta said. "I didn’t consider it so much."
"Mallwitz is the person you want to interview. You must make him a battlefield superhero."
"But do I have a real hero to interview a fake hero instead of interviewing him?" Britta said.
"But I’m from China, not your German hero," Zhang Yiping said.
"It’s their business whether the German people accept you or not. My duty is to make the most truthful reports and dig out heroes who can really attack the British. I think the German people need a real hero. It doesn’t matter whether the hero fights the British, French and Americans or not."
Zhang Yiping doesn’t want to entangle this problem. He doesn’t expect that the Germans will think that he is a China hero who is superior to the Germanic people. However, he doesn’t mind if they insist on thinking that he is a hero model. It won’t do him any harm.
A flare fell for a while, but it didn’t. Don’t flare up. The surrounding area was quickly swallowed up by the darkness. It became darker and darker. The fire in the distance occasionally flashed like a flash, and the old buildings were exposed one by one. The darkness was like a huge and terrible monster in front of the night.
"When I was in Germany, I heard that the British had some black troops hanging out in the dark, and it was really hard to deal with them. They were too easy to hide, especially in such a dark night," britta said.
"That’s not necessarily the case. I’ve met such black teams. They are as strong as cows but stupid. They are dark but their eyes are very bright. In the dark, it’s like two small lanterns aiming at each other and getting shot." To be continued.
Chapter 421st The Battle of Orleans (10)
The sky is full of bullets, and the bullets around the pores can be seen clearly, like raindrops, and the dark red trajectory is like a thread in a loom that shuttles irregularly at night.
The rapid shelling continued, and a shell made a loud noise and exploded continuously around it. In the dark world, there was chaos, and the trajectory of the intersecting shells divided the night into cracks and shot up desperately.
In the night, a series of dark shadows swept over the enemy positions. During their running, the guns kept spraying orange flames and tore up the stubborn enemies one by one.
The British and French allied forces guarding Orleans have been suffering from influenza virus for nearly a month, and they have been bombarded by the second German regiment for a week, day and night, and their morale has fallen to the bottom.
Compared with these British and French allied forces re-entering the battlefield, the foreign corps and officers and men of the 16th Division are a new force, especially the 16th Division, like Tiger Mountain, fiercely tore up the defense lines of the British and French allied forces along the way and plunged into the city center along the Loire River, trying to cut off the cross-strait links between Britain and France like two teeth.
Oriental white Zhang Yiping lay in a crater with his back against the gravel. The bullet crossed the surface of the crater and lay flat on his back. You can see that the bullet left a faint trace when it flew over.
Outside, the machine gun warfare spewed flames everywhere. No matter how agile Zhang Yiping was, if he jumped up forcibly, he would be riddled with machine guns.
Stay with Zhang Yiping and German war correspondent britta. She lay on her side and took a picture of Zhang Yiping. "Boom!" A white smoke came out of the hole.
Another gun pit was also suppressed and could not move. Vicke Wang immediately shouted, "Commander, are you okay?"
"It’s okay that foreign woman take pictures of me? At this time of his mother, there are still all kinds of photos, "said Zhang Yiping.
"Yeah, it’s better to have sex than to have sex. It’s a pity that you may die as soon as you wait." Pan 500 doesn’t know where to interface.
"Bah, you crow mouth, Pan 500. Who do you mean to die?" Zhang Yiping drink a way
"Don’t get me wrong, I mean that the photographer is easy to die, not that you are dead. It’s a pity that I haven’t tried a woman from Germany!"
"Dream on. If you want to taste it, I should taste it. It’s not your turn yet," Zhang Yiping said.
Britta put the camera away, picked his helmet, and lifted a shot of wood. Zhang Yiping knew that she wanted to measure the height of a bullet from the ground and climbed out.
Soon a bullet shot down the helmet from her hand. britta said, "The bullet almost hit the ground. We are very close to the enemy position. If we climb out by force, we may just stick our head out and be shot by the enemy, and they may have snipers."
"We will find a way to britta!" Zhang Yiping said, "We will support you later."
"I’m not worried about the Commander’s Pavilion at all." britta will be beaten with a hole in his helmet and put on his head again. "I’m curious why you, the supreme commander of the regiment, and the founder of the army, enjoy a lofty position and take part in the first-line battle like ordinary soldiers?"
"That’s because the rifle in my hand is my life, and it needs the blood of the enemy to water it." Zhang Yiping suddenly felt this idea. Holding the rifle in his right hand, a warm current rose through his arm and hit his heart.
Zhang Yiping suddenly jumped up. Before the rifle appeared, the muzzle of the rifle had been stretched out. The bullet broke out from the orange flame ejected from the muzzle and spun with a flame "bang" into the eyebrows of a British machine gunner.
Hot bullets shot out continuously, and Zhang Yiping’s whole body jumped out. The enemy bullets passed by and blew up the skirts, hitting the rubble behind him and splashing like water drops.
Zhang Yiping projectiles like a warfare swept away "PiaoPiao Piao …" A few side by side a few machine gunners have come up to a blood hole at the back of the eyebrows, as they were surprised to open their mouths.
A corner of the dense fire net was torn, and Er Ga and Vicke Wang jumped up at the same time. Their guns were fast and accurate, and their feet were light. The enemy bounced their feet and crossed into a net, passing by them, but they gently evaded them.
Er Ga, Vicke Wang Zhang Yiping, three people together, such as the God of War, killed all the way to make the past unstoppable.
Boom! britta took a picture of three people in the background.
For Zhang Yiping, it seems to have stopped. He feels that he is above the front of this battlefield and has dangerous actions for him. His rifles all respond one by one. The bullets mercilessly drill into their eyebrows and heart, and they do whatever they want to nip their dangerous actions in the bud.
Zhang Yiping emptied the magazine in one breath and then threw away all the grenades in one breath. After the Grenade exploded, he reloaded and crossed the enemy line. A pile of rubble was holding a rifle and looking at his feet. A pile of enemy bodies stood proudly.
Britta rolled and crawled and ran to seize the opportunity "Boom". Once again, he took a picture of Zhang Yiping. Zhang Yiping came to his senses and said to britta, "britta, didn’t you just ask me what the commander of the Chinese regiment wanted to kill the front line first?"
"Yeah, what?"
"Because everyone in our regiment is a soldier, I am also a soldier. I am a soldier first, a soldier who can kill the enemy on the battlefield and then an officer. This is why the regiment is victorious."
Britta’s eyes glowed with brilliance. She suddenly stood on tiptoe in front of Zhang Yiping and kissed Zhang Yiping. Then she looked at Zhang Yiping and said, "You are a real hero and the bravest soldier I have ever seen."
Zhang Yiping touched the place where he was kissed. Pan 500 rifles shouldered his shoulders and squinted enviously and asked, "What’s the taste of German girls? Commander in chief "
"That girl got up early and didn’t brush her teeth!" Zhang Yiping said.
"I don’t mind if people brush their teeth." Pan Wubai grinned with a grin. "Because I didn’t brush my teeth either." To be continued.
Chapter 422 The Battle of Orleans (11)