The other side of the forest.
Ma Baojun and Tiezhu, who were approaching the front of the Japanese search line, also dismounted in advance and began to prepare to block the enemy.
Iron Pillar took a few grenades and started making evacuation traps directly.
Ma Baojun had just assigned tasks to him, one was responsible for shooting, and the other was responsible for covering the evacuation.
The first blocking position they chose was the west slope of a north-south valley.
At this time, the little devil was on the east side of the hillside, following the sparse trees or animal paths to the bottom of the valley.
The straight-line distance from them is only a few hundred meters.
Iron Pillar used a captured engineer shovel to carefully dig up the snow on the ground, then buried the grenade with the fuse and straightened the trip wire.
This kind of stumbling job, iron pillars used to catch wild rabbits and so on, and they are not very familiar with it. Deadly buckles, live buckles, pressing sticks, etc., can be said to be done easily.
But he was extremely careful in every move he made, not daring to make too much noise for fear of alarming the little Japs on the opposite hillside.
After completing this trip mine, the iron pillar moved in another direction, preparing to deploy the second one.
In the past, if the grenade was used like this, Tiezhu himself would have to scold himself for being a prodigal without anyone else!
If you just act like a thunder user, how many Japanese can you blow up?
It’s not even sure whether it can be fried or not.
But it's different now. With the captain here, their team's logistics are not as abundant as usual.
For this kind of tripping thunder that was considered a waste of money before, he dared to attack three of them at once.
No matter how much you say, it's not that it's unnecessary, it's just that it's not necessary.
On the higher hillside, when the iron pillar was tripping the mine, Ma Baojun was lying on a large cold stone, raising his gun and scanning the opposite side of the little Japs who had already reached the bottom of the valley.
After one glance, Ma Baojun judged that there was a small group of Japanese soldiers on the opposite side, fully equipped with light machine guns and grenade launchers.
At this time, they were divided into five or six small teams, stretching nearly a hundred meters long from the hillside to the bottom of the valley.
Ma Baojun carefully observed the clothes of the Japanese, looking for valuable targets.
After fighting for several years, Ma Baojun knew very well that as a sharpshooter, his first shot was very important.
The more valuable the target it kills, the better it will be for the rest of the battle.
Out of habit, Ma Baojun aimed his gun at the figure in the Japanese army who was wearing an officer's uniform and carrying a command knife.
According to experience, this person should be the captain and commander of this team of devils.
But just when Ma Baojun was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly remembered something Comrade Bai Ye had said to him in the past two days.
In Comrade Bai Ye's words, a sharpshooter like himself is called a sniper.
The sniper's primary enemy is the high-value target on the battlefield.
Therefore, as a sniper, you must learn to determine which targets on the battlefield are of higher value.
According to Comrade Bai Ye's standards, the most indispensable person on the battlefield is the one with the highest value.
Rather than the one with the highest job rank.
Because the Japanese army is a professional army with a complete system and excellent training, the combat quality of the Kwantung Army at this time can definitely be regarded as the world's advanced level.
In such a well-organized army, even if the commander dies, backup personnel will immediately take over.
It is rare that the entire army collapses as soon as the commander dies.
Ma Baojun knew very well that even if he killed the captain, the deputy captain or sergeant of the team would immediately take over the command.
So, are there any higher-value targets around here?
Thinking of this, Ma Baojun picked up a pair of binoculars and took a closer look at the hillside opposite.
Then, he saw a Japs wearing ordinary soldier uniforms, but holding several flags of different colors and shapes in his hands.
Flag soldiers.
Ma Baojun's eyes lit up.
You must know that radio stations and specialized telegraph operators these days are relatively expensive and rare arms.
Even the Japanese only set up radio stations in some strongholds.
In the case of field operations, only the regiment level will be equipped with corresponding radio communication teams. At lower levels, they can only rely on flag carriers or correspondents to convey battlefield orders.
Anyway, under normal circumstances, this is basically enough.
With just a quick thought, Ma Baojun shifted the muzzle of his gun from the Japanese captain to the flag-whispering soldier.
After taking a closer look, Ma Baojun discovered two situations: one bad and one good.
The worst situation is that as a flag-whispering soldier, the Japanese is always at the back of the team, and the straight-line distance from Ma Baojun exceeds 500 meters.
The good thing is that in order to communicate more clearly with friendly forces in the distance, the location of this semaphore station is very eye-catching and almost motionless.
Ma Baojun looked at the dead trees in the valley that were also motionless.
There is no wind.
Also, the view is excellent.
Seeing that the little devil had crossed the bottom of the valley and began to search for his position, the distance between the two sides was less than 300 meters.
Ma Baojun knew that he had to make a decision.
He raised the scale on the gun again, with the muzzle raised, and aimed it at the flagman standing on the open slope more than 500 meters away.
The weather is cold.
The gun is colder.
Ma Baojun rubbed the trigger with his finger until some of the temperature of his blood was transferred to the steel trigger before he pulled it.
"Ba"
A crisp gunshot echoed in this small valley.
After firing the gun, Ma Baojun didn't even look at it. He turned over and ran towards the iron pillar.
The bullet has been fired, whether it hits or misses cannot be changed. What you have to do is to prepare for the next shot.
Instead of stopping and observing the results.
The distance between the Japanese forward and himself has been shortened to about two hundred meters, which is a very dangerous distance.
"Boom", "Boom", "Da da da"
Before he ran very far, Ma Baojun heard the sound of grenade explosions and machine gun fire from behind him.
Looking back, he saw that the big rock he was lying on had been cracked by the grenade, and the ground was covered with rubble.
This naughty little devil can hit the grenade very accurately!
Cursing secretly, Ma Baojun and Tie Zhuli quickly moved towards the next sniping location.
On the opposite hillside, the Japanese flagman collapsed helplessly in the snow. A small blood hole passed through his eye socket, and a small bulge appeared on the helmet on the back of his head. .
Afterwards, the body of the signal flag soldier rolled down the hillside, and the signal flag in his hand was scattered on the ground.
"Kill me!"
After the grenade exploded, the shouts of the Japanese captain came from the valley.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers fired "ba" and "ba" while quickly charging towards the hillside where Ma Baojun had just fired.
A charge over a distance of two hundred meters, even uphill, wouldn't take long.
Soon, they arrived near Ma Baojun's shooting position and saw the footprints left by Ma Baojun in the snow.
"Pursue, haaaao!"
"Snapped"
There was a crisp snapping sound, and a Japs who ran the fastest and kicked off the trip wire looked at the rope on the ground with some confusion.
Just pull it.
A smoking grenade was pulled out.
The devil's pupils dilated instantly, and he rolled behind the big tree next to him without hesitation.
"boom"
It turns out that in such open forest areas, the damage that grenades can do is very limited.
Except for the two or three closest Japs who suffered some wounds from the blast, the other Japs were at best shocked.
However, the existence of minefields most of the time is not to cause damage, but to hinder the enemy.
The momentum of the Japanese's charge was interrupted by this explosion.
Soon, the second trip mine was also triggered.
Although it still only injured a few Japs, it made the Japs look nervous, and everyone looked at everything around them carefully.
I'm afraid I'll run into something like a trap again.
The successive explosions of trip mines made the Japs' movements slow down.
In just a short time, Ma Baojun and Tie Zhuli had already run away and could not even be seen.
Looking at the wounded soldiers lying in the snow struggling and wailing, the Japanese captain couldn't help but cursed:
"idiot!"
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