At this time, Zhou Wen and the three of them did not move.
They were now in a commanding position, where they could carefully observe what was going on in the hospital, and at the same time, they had to time the time it took for the patrol to circle the hospital.
About 15 minutes later, footsteps were heard again, and the three people continued to lie on the wall. After the patrol passed by, the three people used the rope to get off the wall, and then quickly came to the big tree that they had observed long ago. They all climbed up the tree in a matter of seconds.
It was summer when the vegetation was lush, and the figures of the three of them were completely covered by the dense branches and leaves. It was indeed a good place to hide.
I saw Zhou Wen constantly looking for a foothold above the big tree, climbing up little by little, and finally stood on a tree branch at the top of the big tree extending towards the hospital building.
At this time, his height was only a few meters lower than the roof of the building, and he could already see the situation on the roof.
At this time, his eyes were bright and shining, and he soon discovered that there were two Japanese sentries on the top of the building.
It can be seen that the Japanese considered military use when building this building. The building is a brick-concrete structure with thick walls, which can fully withstand artillery shells with a caliber of less than 150 mm. Moreover, it adopts a flat-roof design, and the large flat floor on the roof can also be used to build machine gun or artillery positions. Once a war breaks out, it will be a solid fortress with complete defense facilities.
When Zhou Wen discovered the Japanese sentry on the roof, he almost broke into a cold sweat.
Fortunately, the climbing point he chose to enter the hospital was right opposite the big tree. Their figures were hidden by the dense branches and leaves. Otherwise, with the commanding and open view from the top of the building, there would be no guarantee that they would not be discovered by the Japanese sentries. .
Zhou Wen quickly notified Zhang Xiaoping below him with gestures, and then stood on the extending branch and let the wind rise and fall like he was stepping on a wire bed.
At this time, right at his feet, six Japanese soldiers from the patrol passed by again, but they did not notice the blurry figure above them at all.
After Zhou Wen waited for the footsteps to go away again, he carefully sensed the movement of the sentry on the roof.
He found a sentry guarding the other side of the level, a little further away. And the other one was patrolling back and forth in the direction of Zhou Wen and the others.
Zhou Wen knew that now was not the time to shoot, because the sentry in the distance could hardly see his body, only the outline of a looming steel helmet swaying, and he was not sure of hitting it with the pistol.
Zhou Wen held a hook rope in his hand and danced it gently. The moment the Japanese sentry approaching turned around and walked away again, he threw the hook rope out.
With a "ding" sound, the sound of the three-clawed iron hook falling to the ground was not loud, but the Japanese sentry still heard the movement in the quiet night.
At this time, Zhou Wen dragged the hook rope with his left hand and felt that the iron hook had been tightened on the wall of the roof. He raised the pistol with his right hand and pulled the trigger when the Japs quickly came over to observe the sound.
There was a slight muffled sound of "poof", and a bullet accurately penetrated the Japs' left temple and exited from the right temple. The Japs fell to the ground and died before he even had time to grunt.
The sound of a human body falling to the ground is not very quiet, especially in such a quiet night.
Zhou Wen knew that the movement here would definitely attract the attention of the Japs on the other side, but at this time he could no longer think too much. He handed the rope to Zhang Xiaoping, who was standing firm behind him, and said softly: "Pull it firmly."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Wen had already jumped forward from the branch. When he landed, his toes were just a little bit on the rope that was stretched straight by Zhang Xiaoping. He jumped up again with the elasticity of the rope, paddling in the air like a nighthawk. It made an arc and landed on the roof of a building more than ten meters away.
These few movements were as fast as lightning. Before the Japanese who heard the movement had time to look carefully, he was shocked to find a black shadow suddenly falling from the sky.
The devil's reaction was quite astute. He opened his mouth and was about to scream, but instead, a sudden bullet was poured directly from his open mouth with a rapid wind, and then a sharp pain as if his brain was being torn. Come, his consciousness was instantly submerged in darkness.
At this time, Zhou Wencai landed on the concrete floor on the roof of the building.
"I'm hot! It's so dangerous."
Zhou Wen wiped the cold sweat from his head and breathed a sigh of relief.
Don't look at his movements just now, it seems like every step has been refined and refined to the extreme. But it was Zhou Wen who used all his skills, and it could even be said that he achieved such a near-miss result through extraordinary performance.
His original plan was to use a hook rope to climb to the top of the building instead of stepping on the tightrope like performing acrobatics, but the tight situation no longer allowed him to stick to the step-by-step plan, so he had to improvise and use the riskiest and fastest method.
Think about it, if he had not stepped firmly on the thin rope that was slightly invisible in the dark night and was swaying in the wind when he jumped down, or if Zhang Xiaoping had not tightened the rope and caused the rope to fall off, Zhou Wen would have been able to escape from the near future. Free falling from a height of 20 meters in the air, even a Qi Jin master like him would inevitably end up with broken legs, broken legs, and serious injuries.
And while he was still in the air, he accurately blocked the shouts of the Japanese sentry who was about twenty meters away with one shot. If this shot had hit any other part of his body, even if it was his forehead, the gunshot that had already reached his throat would have definitely burst out.
Only if the bullet instantly shattered the vocal bones and vocal cords in his throat would he be unable to make any sound.
Think about it, at night when your vision is blurry, how big is the mouth of a person who is twenty meters apart? I'm afraid it's not much bigger than a soybean grain. But your bullet was shot from this small space, and the direction of the bullet's entry happened to pass through the throat.
Therefore, this is no longer a question of whether the marksmanship is good or not, but the feeling of the gun has transcended the integration of man and gun, and has entered a higher realm where the gun can move at will.
What does it mean that a gun can move at will? It means that wherever the mind goes, that's where the bullet goes. There is no need to think about it at all. The gun goes off and kills with one shot. Not only is it accurate, it's also fast.
The fact that Zhou Wen fired such a shot today in desperation does not mean that he has reached the point where he can move the gun at will. It can only be said that he has seen the door. Today's shot still accounts for most of the luck.
This is why Zhou Wen broke out in a cold sweat.
Jumping, pulling ropes, shooting in the air, if there is even a tiny mistake in any link, the outcome will be unimaginable.
Of course, this is also due to the fact that Zhou Wen uses the Ruger P08 artillery pistol. The 203 mm long barrel guarantees that it can hit the chest target at a distance of 200 meters. The accuracy at a distance of 100 meters even exceeds that of the current generation pistol. Most rifles.
