A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Zheng Kaixuan was right.

The Logistics Weapons Support Battalion is truly the ace unit of the Spearhead Regiment.

Zhao Gang, Li Yunlong and others had not had contact with the Sharp Knife Regiment for a long time, and the Logistics Weapons Battalion usually did not have many opportunities to take action. No one had ever seen them mobilized in full force in the true sense, so they were not clear about the combat effectiveness of this team.

It can be said that whether it is individual mixed martial arts, shooting, or long-distance training and other comprehensive projects, this unit is not inferior to the Sharp Knife Assault Battalion 1 and 6 of the Sharp Knife Regiment.

The logistics battalion can also complete the tasks that other battalions and companies can complete.

The logistics battalion can complete tasks that other battalions cannot complete.

They have all the equipment that other troops have, and they also have all the equipment that other troops don’t have!

Because they are in charge of equipment.

They have strong comprehensive combat qualities and more weapons and ammunition than they can use up. This is the Logistics Weapons Support Battalion.

This Japanese guy Fumisaburo Kawagishi is simply out of his mind. He comes to provoke this army. Isn't that just walking into a wall?

Zheng Kaixuan originally planned to drive the trucks away. After all, these were ordinary vehicles and could not withstand the attack of artillery shells.

However, after observing through the drone that the Japanese did not carry any heavy weapons, Zheng Kaixuan felt relieved and left the car where it was.

Finally, the Japs arrived.

More than 2,000 Japanese soldiers emerged densely from the ravines and rushed towards the flat mountain roads at the foot of the hillside a few hundred meters away.

The reason why Zheng Kaixuan let the Japanese devils so close was that he was waiting for this moment.

"Brothers, hit me!"

"Da da da da da da..."

The sound of dense machine gun fire suddenly rang out.

"what--"

"My legs..."

"I haven't lived enough, ah——"

As soon as the machine gun sounded, screams rang out one after another in the Japanese army. They cried for their parents and howled like wounded beasts.

This is not an ordinary machine gun, it is a 12.7mm large-caliber Hanyang anti-aircraft machine gun!

The high-explosive armor-piercing shells it is equipped with are equivalent to small bombs. They are extremely powerful and can even penetrate ordinary light tanks and armored vehicles, let alone the flesh-and-blood devils?

If this kind of bullet hits the Japanese soldier's hand, it can directly blow away the Japanese soldier's palm!

If you hit the Japanese's leg, you can break the thigh and shatter the bones!

If it hits the enemy's chest, it can directly create a transparent hole! There is no possibility of treatment.

Not only is it powerful and has a high rate of fire, but it is also equipped with a radar system and can shoot extremely accurately.

"Da da da da da da da..."

Inside the tank compartment, there was a huge ammunition belt lying horizontally, which almost filled up half of the compartment.

3000 rounds of ammunition belt!

In just over a minute, the muzzle of the anti-aircraft machine gun spewed sparks and fired all three thousand rounds of bullets!

Of course, due to the fast rate of fire, there is no way to guarantee that every bullet will accurately hit the enemy's head.

Most of the Japanese soldiers who were hit were killed directly, while some were seriously injured with broken arms and legs, and lay on the ground rolling and wailing.

In fact, on this kind of battlefield, there is not much difference between being seriously injured and being killed directly.

In this round of shooting, the Japanese army lost half of its troops, with nearly 1,200 casualties!

The main reason why the nearly 1,000 Japanese soldiers were not hit was that they were hiding behind big rocks and had not started charging.

But now they didn't dare to rush forward. They were so scared that they turned around and wanted to escape.

The fifteenth-level Hanyang anti-aircraft machine gun is changing its ammunition belt.

The giant belt of 3,000 rounds is heavy, so it takes some time.

Zheng Kaixuan's original plan was to use the Triumph mortar to launch a barrage of artillery fire against the Japanese during this period of time.

But after thinking about it, he finally decided not to use the artillery. In fact, this battle could be won without using artillery.

"Brothers! Kill!"

Zheng Kaixuan gave this opportunity to the soldiers of the Logistics Weapons Support Battalion and the Niu Dashan Guard Battalion who had been eager for it.

Like the Logistics Weapons Support Battalion, the Guard Battalion does have combat missions in normal times, but they are not many.

They have been itching to do it for a long time.

"Kill! Little Japs, Grandpa is coming!"

Just as these devils were about to turn around and flee, overwhelming shouts of killing rang out from all around.

"Da da da da da da..."

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The sounds of gunfire and explosions filled the air, as did the fully automatic rifles and grenades thrown from the low-level Triumph grenade throwers.

Half of the nearly 1,000 Japanese soldiers who had no time to escape were killed in the blink of an eye.

Then, within just two or three breaths, half of it was gone again...

"Stop! We surrender!"

In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, only less than two hundred people were left of the two entire Japanese infantry battalions.

The Japanese infantry battalion commander Saburo Hirano was almost paralyzed.

At this moment, various emotions such as fear, frustration, anger, helplessness, and despair were mixed and intertwined in his heart.

At this point in the battle, it was no surprise at all.

However, Saburo Hirano felt aggrieved and dissatisfied.

At the last moment of his life, he wanted to save face for the Japanese.

So he tremblingly raised the white flag.

This wasn't to say that he had face by raising the white flag, but if he didn't, the few people they had left would probably be gone in the blink of an eye...

He had his own plans for raising the white flag.

"Brothers, stop for a moment and see what tricks the Japs are planning to play."

After seeing the Japanese's actions through the drone video, Zheng Kaixuan ordered the soldiers to stop.

Seeing that this trick worked, Saburo Hirano gritted his teeth, stood up tremblingly, and began to shout loudly.

"Zheng Kaixuan, Captain Zheng, I am the person in charge of this operation, Hirano Saburo, and my position is Infantry Battalion Captain."

"I raised the white flag just now not to surrender, but simply to have a chance to speak with you, Your Excellency."

Zheng Kaixuan sent a drone to fly over Saburo Hirano's head, and his voice came from the walkie-talkie carried by the drone.

"Pingye, I am Zheng Kaixuan, what do you want to tell me?"

"I, myself and my fellow locust soldiers, would like a chance to fight you bare-handed!"

"You, you rely on powerful weapons and equipment to win, what kind of heroes are you?"

"What kind of machine gun is that? It fires thousands of bullets at once. Is that something a human can withstand?"

As Hirano spoke, he felt so frustrated that he almost cried.

"I know we're all doomed to die today, but before I die, I want to ask you one question: Do you dare to fight us barehanded? Do you have the courage?"