Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

 Chapter 4 Ula!

Although it was judged that there was no danger, the cautious Makarov still ordered the convoy to pass through the canyon at full speed to avoid a long night.

From the perspective of the ambushing Fang Japanese, the convoy was falling into their trap bit by bit. The squadron leader next to the heavy machine gun couldn't hold back his excitement, rubbing the handle of his family's samurai sword over and over again.

 After carefully observing the transport team with a telescope, he tried his best to lower his voice and issued the last order before the attack: "They are coming! Pay attention to concealment!"

 The Japs who were ambushing the attack position on the right were covered with withered grass. After hearing the order, they immediately lowered their heads and completely concealed themselves in the position.

At the same time, there was a large sound of gun bolts being pulled.

When the transport convoy entered the ambush area, the Japanese squadron leader signaled the soldiers manning the grenade launchers to open fire first. Eight grenade launchers aimed at the GIS-5 vehicles and poured out shells.

 Boom boom boom····

 The enemy's attack broke the peace of the transport convoy, and several huge explosive fireballs instantly shot up in the front and middle of the convoy. The grenade was originally designed to enhance the firepower of infantry, so the rate of fire of this weapon is very fast.

 The experienced old devil's hit rate from 400 meters in actual combat is not even less than 80%.

 In a series of explosions, two unlucky transport trucks were directly blown into the body of the truck. These trucks were obviously transporting ammunition, and the explosions they produced when hit were similar to those of suicide bombers.

Not only was the entire vehicle violently lifted up by the shock wave, but the explosion also produced fragments that scattered in all directions. These fragments flew towards the nearby vehicles, even breaking the windshield and killing several shocked drivers.

Seeing that the first wave of attacks achieved such amazing results, the blood in the entire body of the Japanese squadron leader was boiling, as if he had heard the enemy's wailing. He pulled out his command sword and shouted loudly to his men:

 “Attack!”

 The soldiers ambushing on the right side immediately began to attack. Several crooked guns and a Type 92 heavy machine gun opened fire on the enemies on the canyon road.

At the same time, the Japanese infantry also pulled the 38 big covers in their hands. Under the command of each squad leader, they first threw a wave of melon grenades downwards, and then fired rows of dense bullets at the transport team.

Da da da····

 Papapapa·····

Facing the sudden and violent attack, the transport team, which was not prepared for combat, was immediately silenced.

However, these soldiers are not vegetarians. Although their combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of their own army, their experience in carrying out transportation missions all year round plays an important role at this moment.

During the gap between the two rounds of Japanese grenade attacks, except for the two trucks that were bombed, the soldiers in the other trucks immediately jumped out of the trucks.

 They quickly looked for shelter to avoid the debris and debris caused by the explosion as much as possible.

 But in this ambush area carefully chosen by the Japanese, there were very few places to hide, and they could only cling to the sides of the truck.

Huang He and Makarov luckily escaped the first wave of explosions. Huang He stood stunned at what happened in front of him and was at a loss in the co-pilot.

He had never been to a battlefield. When he saw two trucks blown up, the comrades and weapons and supplies on the vehicles were killed in the sea of ​​fire, and there were stumps and broken arms on both sides of the road, Huang He actually forgot that Makarov was there before. Instructions given to him on the way.

  I didn’t remember that I should dodge at this time, my hands and feet were out of control and I couldn’t move.

 But this reliable comrade did not give up on him. After seeing that Huang He had no reaction, Makarov grabbed his clothes and took him out of the car.

This Siberian man shook Huang He vigorously and shouted at him: "Huang! Cheer up! I'm going to fight! You have to protect yourself!"

At this time, the soldiers of the transport team also saw which force the people ambushing on both sides came from. From a distance of just over a hundred meters, the ointment flag and command knife were highly distinguishable. “Suka! Japanese!”

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. Facing those dwarfs with feuds, the eyes of comrades are full of anger!

But Makarov, as the commander of this unit, was not carried away by anger. He shouted at the top of his lungs at the survivors: "Smoke bombs cover it!"

 Luckily among the misfortunes, the two 82mm mortars were not damaged. After several soldiers set up again, they hurriedly fired several smoke bombs at the enemy position on the right.

 The smoke spread, obscuring the Japanese's shooting sight.

 But at this time, the squadron leader had a new idea. He already knew who the enemy was through observing through the telescope. He did not expect that these enemies could actually encounter feuds here.

 In his opinion, these people must have some purpose. If they can capture some prisoners of war, it must be a great achievement. And he didn't think those enemies would still have any fighting power after experiencing the blow just now.

The Japanese raised his samurai sword, rushed out of the bunker, pointed the tip of the knife in the direction of the transport team and yelled:

 “Attack! Attack them all! Capture them alive!”

 At this time, under the command of Makarov and the instructor, everyone in the transport team had gradually formed a defensive formation.

 Although I don’t know why the Japs gave up their heavy firepower advantage, they took advantage of this short opportunity to quickly find a suitable shooting angle, avoid bullets and fight back at the same time.

　　When they saw that the Japanese soldiers actually gave up the advantageous terrain, shouldered their bayonets, bent over and launched a charge. Makarov snorted coldly, his eyes were full of coldness, these arrogant dwarfs actually looked down on them so much.

 “No! These people are looking for death! Let them try it!”

 After coming out of the smoke, the Japanese were greeted by DP light machine guns, Mosin-Nagant rifles, and mortars. Unlike the enemy's petty weapons, the 47-round drum-fed chicken is much more powerful than the crooked weapon.

Although the transport team did not have a numerical advantage, the powerful firepower delayed the Japanese charge. But even so, these dwarfs continued to rush towards the crowd as if they didn't care about casualties.

Faced with this situation, Makarov knew that close combat was inevitable. He shouted at the surviving people: "Bayonets on! Everyone, bayonets on!"

 “Don’t stop shooting, focus on the dwarf at the front first!”

 Everyone took out their four-edged bayonets and prepared for close combat.

These Japanese soldiers who are rushing up are completely live targets. There is no shelter between the attack position they choose and the transport team. Being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself.

  Dense bullets were fired non-stop, and the Japanese who rushed down from high places fell in pieces. These dwarfs may have been accustomed to the firepower of the Eighth Route Army or the Jinsui Army. At this moment, they paid a heavy price for their decision.

But the arrow has to be fired when it is on the string. If they retreat to their position now, their backs will be exposed and they will only end up with a worse end.

Seeing the enemy's figure getting closer and closer, Makarov's breathing became heavy. He was waiting for a suitable moment to issue an order to engage the enemy.

 But at this moment, a familiar shout came from behind him!

 “For the motherland! For the SDL! Attack! Hurrah!”

Their instructor was the first to rush out from behind the bunker car, holding a TT33 pistol in his left hand and shouting, encouraging his comrades to bravely charge towards the enemy with him.

 Behind him was a flag bearer carrying a bright flag, who was about to charge even though his whole body was on fire.

In fact, it is a bit unreasonable for the instructor to shout like this, but I think it would be meaningless without these two sentences before charging.

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