Chapter 728 Login 5

"There are still 2,000 meters left."

The rumble of explosions came one after another. The captain was afraid that the landing soldiers below could not hear clearly, so he shouted a few more times.

The bottom of the landing craft is smooth, and it is extremely bumpy when driving with the waves, but at this moment, what he wants is not to be stable, but not to be hit by shells and send the Marines to the beach as soon as possible.

Around the tour, there is a scroll that makes the whole body numb and the electric current rush, and even the scalp is about to explode. Only the left, right, front and back are seen, all of which are charging boats and landing boats rushing towards the coast.

In addition to the war, you can no longer see such a magnificent picture. 1,276 landing boats and speedboats rushed to the coast less than six kilometers wide with the help of nearly a hundred warships and hundreds of transport ships behind them.

The shell exploded beside him, and the bullets roared on the landing craft, but it still couldn't stop the near-death charge, because everyone knew that when the boat began to start, it had to rush to the end!

In the landing cabin, some of the 150 Marines took the last opportunity to smoke fiercely. Some of them looked out of the ship, and some of them laughed unimposedly. Of course, some of them turned pale and even couldn't stand the bumps and spitting, but they didn't seem to see their partners' reactions at all. Even if their bodies were covered with filth, they didn't Someone complained.

Zhang Tao was crowded in the crowd. Although he also carried a gun, the red cross on the white background on his sleeve and the big shoulders behind him told others that he was a medical officer.

He held the armrest next to him tightly and listened to the dense explosions and bullets outside. Even he didn't understand why he chose this profession. Whether it was his family or birth, or the golden signboard of medical school graduation, he had a better choice, but he fell in love with this military uniform, and even ignored it. Parents objected to this team.

When a war broke out under his eyes, when he saw his comrades-in-arms full of blood, and when one hopeless partner after another was rescued by himself from death, the satisfaction and pride can't be described.

"Sergeant, you hide behind us later." His comrade-in-arms turned his head and shouted at him kindly, which made a warm current in his heart. With a smile, Yang Yang blocked the rifle at the muzzle with a rubber cover: "Piaozi, I'm also a soldier!"

"I know, but I think Wang Kui will eat a gun later. This is to help him protect you." Biao Zi didn't think so and laughed.

"Fuck you, you just eat guns. I've been practicing since I was a child, and I can't get in!"

"Hey, didn't you say last time that you broke the child's skill when you met the old man when you visited your family?"

"You just practiced Tongzigong. I practiced yin and yang and Hegong, and I just achieved great success!"

"Haha."

Looking at these heartless bastards and comrades who were about to dock and were still bragging, Zhang Tao couldn't help laughing, but when the captain's voice came again, everyone clenched the rifle.

"Hand the handrail, it's time to rush to the beach!"

When the shout came again, the big viper machine guns on both sides of the head began to shoot fiercely, and the shells rolled down the bulkheads on both sides like running water.

As soon as Zhang Tao squatted down and picked up a warm bullet case, the bottom of the ship seemed to have scratched something, making a harsh friction sound. Then the landing boat shook, and the cabin was crooked.

The chir-choo on the front bridge door kept ringing. After a moment, the bridge door suddenly opened. Zhang Tao saw that at that moment, several bullets rushed in like lightning and hit the front soldiers.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

On the landing boat, the machine gunners tried their best to suppress the enemy in the distance. Before they could look at their fallen comrades-in-arms, they rushed out of the landing boat and waded to the coast.

Standing at the end, Zhang Tao can clearly see the charge line of his comrades-in-arms, which seems to be messy like a group of ducks burned to the buttocks, but in fact, this kind of charge is very exquisite. The dispersion should be evenly and must be staggered. There must be no one bullet passing through several people, and it can't be pulled away at this time. Shoot with muzzle rubber cover, because the sea water contains a lot of fine sand under constant explosions and wave shocks. It will be troublesome if it is poured into the barrel.

I have to say that after the training of Vietnam, the Southwest Pacific Islands and Australia, no one is as experienced as the Marine Corps in terms of beach landing experience, so when the headquarters decides who will be the first wave, the only thing that comes to mind is the Royal Marine Corps.

Before jumping off the landing craft, Zhang Tao looked at the injured partner who groaned painfully in the cabin, but he did not deal with it. Maybe it was cruel, but they could be rescued after the landing craft returned to the ship. He didn't carry much medicine, and he didn't know when the landing site would be stable, so he must help those who could not return for the time being as much as possible. A comrade-in-arms to the medical ship.

After jumping into the warm sea, the sight suddenly became wide open. I only saw countless comrades-in-arms swarming out of the landing craft. Several small assault boats even drove directly from the side and suddenly rushed to the beach. The beach was crowded with heads for several kilometers.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel that he had touched something. Looking down, it turned out to be a corpse washed to the shore by the waves.

One, another one.

The bullets coming out of the woods behind the beach kept reaping people' lives. The machine guns on the landing boat even hit the barrel red. But in fact, at this time, except for the firelight, we can't see the situation in the woods at all. Everyone can only use the most primitive shooting to suppress their opponents.

It's getting closer and closer.

Looking at the golden beach, Zhang Tao felt that his lungs were about to burn. The distance of just dozens of meters had become the dividing line of death and victory, and thousands of comrades-in-arms fell in this distance.

"Help me, help me!"

A faint cry for help came from the left. A comrade-in-arms had fallen into the shallow water with blood all over his body. Zhang Tao quickly ran over with his head down, pulled him up and patted his cheek hard, and shouted, "Look at me, don't sleep!" Remember, don't sleep with your eyes closed!"

This is the military doctors' favorite words to shout. Don't underestimate these words. In fact, many soldiers can't stand the pain after being injured, close their eyes and give up. In the end, they can't wake up.

Seeing that his injured comrade-in-arms was in better spirits, Zhang Tao quickly carried him on his back, but he had just taken a few steps, and the shouts suddenly exploded from his ears.

"Falpine!"

Zhang Tao only felt that he was suddenly pushed by someone, and then his whole body lay down in the water, and then a loud noise came from his ear. A 75mm shell exploded a few meters away, and the waves almost choked him to death.

"Kuizi, Wang Kui, are you all right? Really hang up?"

"Fuck your mother." Wang Kui pushed Biao away and shouted, "Sergeant, how are you?"

"I'm fine, thank you, I didn't." Zhang Tao got up with difficulty while thanking, but he couldn't say the last sentence, because he saw that his comrade-in-arms who had just been hit in the back by shrapnel had no breath.

"Dead, Xiao Liuzi is dead! Sergeant, get out of here, get out!"

"Good."

The failure to save the lives of his comrades-in-arms made Zhang Tao's heart as heavy as a piece of lead, but this is a war. While killing the enemy, he is also constantly sacrificing. So he gritted his teeth and picked up the helmet from under his dead comrade-in-arms, but he didn't notice that the helmet was full of sea water stained with blood. When he put on the helmet again, a large amount of blood slid down his face, and even looking at things seemed to have a layer of light red.

The three of them ran desperately, surrounded by corpses. Many times they had to step on the bodies of their comrades-in-arms and rush forward. From time to time, their comrades-in-arms fell between the sea and the beach.

Finally, his feet stepped on the soft beach. After seeing a comrade-in-arms next to him shouting with his bloody arms, Wang Kui quickly bent down and grabbed his arm and pulled him behind a big stone.

"Sergeant, save him."

"Don't worry."

Seeing that Zhang Tao also hid beside him, Wang Kui immediately handed over his injured comrade-in-arms to him, and then shouted, "Biaozi, protect the sergeant, I'll go to the company commander!" After saying that, he immediately pulled out the muzzle holster. After the muzzle knocked down a few times, the cat ran away with his waist.

After Wang Kui left, Zhang Tao also quickly unloaded his backpack. First, he took out morphine and first aid kit from it, stuffed a roll of gauze into the mouth of his injured comrade-in-arms, and shouted, "Don't sleep, look at me with your eyes open. Your arm is fine. It's not broken!" I'm going to clean up your wound. If it hurts, bite it hard!"

"Biaozi, hold his body and don't let him move!"

After seeing his comrade-in-arms nodded twice, Zhang Tao immediately began to examine the wound.

The bullet hit under the shoulder blade. Fortunately, it did not hurt the bone. Zhang Tao first injected him with a needle of morphine before he gritted his teeth and turned over the rolled up skin and flesh. He carefully groped with his fingers to find the warhead. After pulling out the warhead with pliers, a blood arrow suddenly rushed to his face.

Now he has no time to wipe his face. After pressing the wound with gauze, he immediately took out the alcohol pot. Because he was on the battlefield and could not get good rescue conditions, he could only clean up the wound with alcohol and wrap it first. After landing, he could not be sent back to the medical ship or sent to the temporary field hospital for treatment.

Although there is morphine, the pain of alcohol cleaning the wound is unimaginable for ordinary people, so Zhang Tao must first cover his guar's mouth with a gauze to avoid accidentally biting his tongue.

"Ah!"

Although he was prepared, when the alcohol fell on the wound, the injured soldier still let out a scream. Because his body was pressed by Biaozi and unable to move, he could only bite the gauze roll hard. Even his lips were broken, and his eyes were bulging as if they were about to explode.

Biaozi, who helped next to him, saw this scene, and his eyes turned red. Just as he was about to loosen it a little to let his comrade-in-arms move, Zhang Tao immediately stopped him: "Hour, you can't move, or the wound will be completely destroyed if it gets stained with mud and sand!"

Zhang Tao knew that this kind of treatment was very painful, but he could not help. He could only hold his comrades-in-arms tightly in his arms and speed up the dressing. After a few minutes of preliminary rescue, both of them were paralyzed. Although their comrades-in-arms had fainted in pain, they were still very excited, because as long as the wound was not infected, this arm would be saved!

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhang Tao immediately dragged his unconscious comrade-in-arms behind the reef. After confirming that he would not be hit by bullets again, he took out a red cross flag and inserted it beside him. This mark is the battlefield rescue team that arrived in advance. There are wounded who have received simple treatment.

"Go."

After arranging all this, Zhang Tao and Biaozi rushed out of the bunker with their guns again, holding bullets and explosions to find those comrades-in-arms in need.

====== "Fire, fire!"

In the woods by Santa Barbara Beach, Gene pulled the trigger. The brand-new 7.92mm Browning heavy machine gun spewed bullets at a speed of nearly 300 rounds per minute, and another same machine gun next to it also cooperated to shoot together. Under the crossfire, it could hardly be seen standing on the opposite beach. The goal.

"Ji."

"Airplane!"

The harsh sound came to his ears. Gene didn't care about shooting and immediately climbed to the ground with his head in his arms. The blockage of the woods caused the bomb to deviate from the target, and their machine gun position was against the mountain wall, and it was in the middle of the woods, so it was extremely difficult to be directly hit by shells.

"Bullet, give me the bullet!"

"These son of a bitches!"

After another empty bullet box was kicked away, the new canvas belt was immediately stuffed into the machine gun. Several Xinhua soldiers in the distance who were ready to take advantage of the bombing to get up and rush into the woods were immediately torn apart by bullets.

Gene laughed wildly. He couldn't remember how many Xinhua soldiers he had killed. The two excellent Browning heavy machine guns had become the god of death. As long as they swept the place, they could hardly see the target that could move.

"Yellow monkey, come here, come here if you have the ability!"

Laughter and roar made the marines in the distance clenched their fists, but before the laughter lasted long, Gene's eyes suddenly straightened. He only saw seven strange warships of about four or five thousand tons, and they were not afraid of stranded and rushed to the coast.

"What is that?"

In the machine gun position, the U.S. soldiers faced each other. They had never seen a warship that had taken the initiative to look for a stranded, but when the bow of the warship facing them suddenly opened and stretched out a long suspension bridge, their faces suddenly turned to ashes.

Because two tanks have leaned out half of the body from behind the suspension bridge!

It is invincible to deal with infantry Browning machine guns that lack heavy weapons, but to deal with tanks? Gene's heart suddenly shivered and immediately pointed the muzzle at the hatch of the warship in an attempt to stop the other party.

"Dad""

Bullets kept shuttling through the bow hatch of the Yumenguan-class tank landing ship. When the double 37mm gunners on the deck saw it, they immediately smashed all the shells into the depths of the woods. In an instant, the two Browning machine gun positions that had raged for an hour were suppressed.

As the suspension bridge was lowered little by little, the sight in the cabin gradually became clearer. In addition to the 20 M3 cheetah tanks waiting to disembark, there were also 2 night owl armored vehicles and a row of two-wheeled motorcycles.

The latter is the latest equipment, which is mainly allocated to the reconnaissance force to strengthen the individual reconnaissance maneuverability, which is very popular with soldiers.

In fact, except for the cheetah and the night cat, the whole cabin is equipped with new equipment. Even this Yumenguan-class tank landing ship is brand new, because it is specially used for the landing operations of tank troops.

Although the Yumenguan class has a full load displacement of less than 4,300 tons, it can carry 20 cheetahs or 30 trucks, or 800 fully armed soldiers. If there is any disadvantage, it is that the endurance is too poor, not as good as the previous Tianshan-class landing ship, but also because of the small tonnage, the bottom of the ship. The part is smooth and thick, and you can directly force the beach landing.

After seeing that their tanks finally followed, all the marines who were suppressed outside the woods shouted excitedly. Because it was impossible to carry too much heavy equipment to wading on the water, they have been fighting hard, but now it is different. With the cover of tanks, they can easily cross the most dangerous forest. District.

When Gene looked up dizzy from the wrecked position of the landing ship and grabbed the machine gun armrest beside him to look good to the other party again, a cheetah had rushed into the woods.

After pushing down a big tree with a thick bowl, the L50/37mm assault gun has been aimed at this side.

"Don, thon, thon."

After more than a dozen shells swept through the position from a hundred meters away like a hurricane, Gene, who had just shouted arrogantly, suddenly turned into a pile of minced meat.

"Assault."

"Continue to attack!"

(to be continued)