sjar Chapter 459 No Bullets
Chapter 459 No Bullets
When they were shooting just now, they were almost hitting the target in succession. Now, after touching their ammunition bags, they found that there were still a few intact bullets in them, so the new recruits did not dare to shoot randomly.
As the firepower here weakened, people were injured immediately. A soldier was unable to dodge and was hit in the shoulder. When another soldier was about to save him, a bullet hit his head and he fell down.
"Hide them all for me."
Seeing his soldiers injured, Zhang Jun felt very sad. At this moment, a bullet hit Zhang Jun's arm, and he could only withdraw from the machine gun position.
"I'll kill you."
Seeing that the squad leader was injured, Longdeltai was very angry. He fired bullets one after another, and several people in the distance fell into the water in an instant.
This big fool forgot to save bullets again...
Zhang Jun was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. At this moment, he admired his brothers who had been injured before. They used to think that the hit was not in a vital position and everyone could hold on by gritting their teeth. But now it happened to him, and it was really painful, and his whole body was shaking.
The Rakshasa army has tried very hard, but it is really impossible to cross the two sides. Uncle Tidak did not say anything. Except for this section, there is no place suitable for crossing the river within a radius of 20 miles, unless you use corpses to block the river, but even if all of you jump in, it will not be enough.
"Squad leader, I'm out of bullets..."
The recruit's rifle made a clanging sound and he felt the ammunition pouch on his chest. There was none left.
The other people had nothing left except the bullets in their guns. They had just come out in a hurry and did not bring enough ammunition.
I thought they were out on patrol and didn't have much time before leaving, so I thought I'd come here to conduct some reconnaissance and avoid conflict with the other party. Who knew that we would end up in a skirmish? How could this be possible?
When Zhang Jun was about to order a retreat, the roar of an airplane was heard in the sky. He knew what retreating at this time meant. They could escape, but the old, weak, sick and young people in the tribe behind might not be able to escape.
We announced to people just a few days ago that we are responsible for the safety of these people. If we abandon these herders, it will be impossible to gain their trust in the future.
Two fighter jets appeared in the sky. At this moment, the north was cloudless and all the conditions on the ground could be seen clearly.
"Attention, ground infantry squad, attention, ground infantry squad, please leave the river immediately and station two hundred meters to the south."
The pilot's voice was heard in their intercom. Zhang Jun gritted his teeth and waved his hand, and the brothers below quickly retreated to the south. However, Longdeltai's machine gun was still firing. Although they retreated to the south, some people could not cross the river from here.
It can be said that we have held on to the last step!
The two planes in the sky lowered their altitude from south to north and began to fire at the Rakshasa army on the ground. The first bullet hit the middle of the river, and the second bullet hit the Rakshasa soldiers.
They had thought they would be able to cross the river soon, and the morale of many Russian soldiers had risen. However, two rounds of strafing by planes in the sky killed dozens of people on the ground. The Russian and Xiongnu soldiers gathered at the river crossing began to flee in all directions to the north. No matter how their superiors shouted, they would never stay in this place to die.
They saw the situation clearly just now, and some of the Rakshasa soldiers had also learned that when the air force attacks you, you must disperse. The area here is so large that crowding together is tantamount to seeking death.
Just as they thought, when these people dispersed, the planes in the sky stopped attacking. The pilots also knew that it was impossible to kill all these Rakshasa soldiers, so as long as they did not cross the river, they would circle in the sky and report back the surrounding situation.
After the two planes took control of the situation, a reconnaissance plane flew over from the south, shook its wings as a greeting to the two planes, and then continued to fly north. They had to find out what was going on in the north.
Zhang Jun and his men had just settled down when the sound of horse hooves came from the south. The new recruits had just raised their guns when they were kicked by Zhang Jun. After the previous battle, these new recruits were extremely nervous and everyone looked like an enemy to them.
Coming from the south were the medical workers and the remaining men in the tribe, about seven or eight people, who had to come and hold the line with muskets in their hands. Otherwise, none of the old, weak, sick or young in the tribe could escape. This is how wars on the grasslands are. The men hold the line in the front, and the women help the elderly and children escape.
If you are lucky, you can escape, but if you are unlucky, you will all die here.
"Squad leader, you are injured."
The medical officer nervously took out gauze and began to bandage Zhang Jun, but Zhang Jun pushed the gauze away with his good hand, pointed at the medical officer's bullet bag, and asked him to quickly distribute his bullets to others.
The medic also carried a semi-automatic rifle and had 72 bullets on him, each loaded with eight bullets in a magazine. He distributed them to others in a hurry, exposing everything about the recruits.
"Give me your gun. You still have eight rounds of bullets in it."
Zhang Jun really didn't know what to say to him. They had been told during the recruit training that guns were loaded with bullets. After hearing this, this guy slapped his forehead, quickly picked up the gun, and without ejecting the bullets, threw it to the brothers in the car next to him. Those people had run out of bullets.
Just as they were about to bandage Zhang Jun, the sound of a shell flying through the air was heard in the sky, but the landed not near them, but on the other side of the river.
An artillery battery undergoing training?
Longdeltai stood at the highest point of the jeep, trying hard to see the location of the artillery company, but unfortunately he could not find the surrounding terrain at all, as it was obscured. However, the artillery company was able to provide support to the river crossing, which meant that it was not far away.
"Use the intercom to contact them and ask if they have any bullets."
Zhang Jun was having a tough time. His shoulder was bandaged, grimacing in pain, and he had to remind the deputy squad leader what to do. Even if someone carried you and showed you the artillery regiment's location, what good would that do?
"Yes, yes, I forgot about this..."
After hearing Longdeltai's words, Zhang Jun would rather faint from the pain.
Normally, they look quite respectable, but once they get into battle, all their new recruit habits are exposed...