"Beautiful!!! Captain, your shooting skills are so awesome, so beautiful!"
After experiencing a brief shock, the second squad leader Mao Fugui couldn't help but give Zhang Pingan a thumbs up, his face full of admiration.
You know, Zhang Ping'an's shot just now killed the Jaap machine gunner at a distance of more than 270 meters.
Mao Fugui couldn't do such a long distance with clean and sharp marksmanship, and no one in the county brigade could do it. Everyone's usual training was just to shoot with guns, and there was almost no live ammunition shooting.
Therefore, marksmanship is very difficult for the soldiers of the county brigade, so everyone does not have high requirements for marksmanship, as long as they can hit the target within fifty meters.
Usually, everyone spends more time on bayonet fighting training and comparing marksmanship with the little Japanese. In everyone's opinion, bayonet fighting is more cost-effective.
"Hehehe!"
Hearing Mao Fugui's praise, Zhang Ping'an chuckled and said nothing. Instead, he skillfully pulled the bolt and loaded the gun again, still locking the three-point and one-line target.
"Snapped!"
There was another crisp gunshot, and 260 meters away, a little Jaap named Cao Chang, who was holding a command knife, swayed violently, then fell to the ground with his hands on his neck, his body twitching continuously, and blood flowed from it. Spurts gushed out from between his covered fingers.
Another shot!
Seeing this familiar scene, Mao Fugui opened his mouth wide and his eyes were filled with confusion.
"Snapped!"
"Pah! Pah!"
"Snapped!!!"
Zhang Ping'an never knows how to be satisfied, let alone restraint. He is proficient in all advanced firearms. He is not a sharpshooter in terms of marksmanship, but he is enough to be a special marksman.
He fired seven shots in succession, and maybe he was lucky enough to hit the target. In less than a minute, he killed four little Japs and three puppet soldiers, all with one hit!
"hiss!!!!"
On the Baijiawa position, the remaining soldiers of the second squad were stunned by the shooting skills of their captain, and subconsciously took a breath of cold air.
"Good guy, is this the strength of the captain???"
"As expected of a captain, worthy of being a member of the main force. With this pistol technique, we cannot find anyone else in the county brigade!"
"Captain, I also want to learn how to shoot!"
"No, this is too handsome. I want to be a sharpshooter like the captain!"
"..."
Not only the soldiers of the second squad, but also the more than 100 Japanese and puppet troops who were attacking were lying down at this time, not daring to move more than 250 meters away from the position.
Who the hell dares to move?
The sharpshooters of the Eighth Route Army shoot a child with one shot. Their lives are also lives!
"Koizumi-kun, this is not the way to go!"
No, a little Japanese second lieutenant couldn't help but said to the captain and squad leader: "We think we should speed up the attack. We also know that the Eighth Route Army on the top of the mountain only has one light machine gun. This will be a big blow to our attacking troops." The threat is minimal."
"If we attack slowly like this, I'm afraid more people will be killed." Speaking of this, the little Japanese second lieutenant couldn't help but cursed: "Bagh Yalu, this sniper of the Eighth Route Army, is Where did it come from? Why haven’t I encountered it before?”
Listening to the words of the second lieutenant beside him, Captain Koizumi nodded in agreement and said: "Yo Xi, you have thought very carefully. We really can't attack at such a slow pace!"
"Give orders to the grenade detachment and light machine gun detachment to provide fire cover and fire suppression, and at the same time order the troops to speed up the attack." At this point, Captain Koizumi glanced at the Eighth Route Army position, gritted his teeth, and said: "It's necessary When the time comes, everyone just rushes up, there is no need for tactical maneuvers!"
"Hiyi!"
After getting what he wanted, and it was more considerate than he thought, Lieutenant Xiaoguizi responded and quickly left to deliver the order.
soon!
The light machine gunners of the puppet army and the Japs began to establish light machine gun positions on the spot, including a Type 92 heavy machine gun. The Japs of the grenade detachment also lay on the ground and quickly used grenades to fire to the top of the mountain. Deliver grenades.
"Da da da!!!!"
"Thud, tug, tug! Thug, tug!!!!"
"Bah bang bang!!"
"Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!"
For a moment, the Japanese and puppet troops who had attacked quietly without firing a shot suddenly went into berserk mode, and bullets and artillery shells were thrown at them as if they were free of charge.
This suddenly strengthened gunfire suddenly put some pressure on the second squad, but it was only some pressure. After all, there were only eight or nine people from the second squad on the position of more than 100 meters. Unless some soldiers are really unlucky and get blown up by artillery shells, as long as the rest of them don't show their heads, everyone will be safer.
"Hey, the little devil is in a hurry!"
Faced with such a dense artillery shell, Zhang Ping'an also avoided the edge for a while. While loading bullets into his rifle, he smiled and said to Mao Fugui beside him.
Just when Zhang Pingan shot his fifth shot and killed the fifth Japanese puppet soldier, he came to Zhang Pingan and handed his gun to Zhang Pingan, while he loaded bullets into Zhang Pingan's empty gun.
In Mao Fugui's words: "Our captain's hands are used to fight Japs. I can do small things like loading bullets. It's good to free up the captain's hands to kill a few more little Japs!"
Not to mention, with Mao Fugui as a full-time assistant by his side, Zhang Pingan's enemy-killing efficiency has indeed improved a lot.
Not just now, he emptied the bullets in the gun chamber, killing two Japanese and puppet soldiers with three bullets. Then he handed the empty rifle to Mao Fugui and took the rifle that was filled with bullets again. In addition to changing the gun When it takes a few seconds, it can be said that the firepower is uninterrupted.
"hehe!"
Mao Fugui, who was loading bullets into the gun at the side, chuckled when he heard Zhang Ping'an's words and said: "This is also because of your shooting skills, captain. I'm afraid the Japanese and puppet soldiers didn't expect that we would have someone like you here." A sharpshooter, you killed nine Japanese and puppet troops with ten shots. If you continue to perform like this, they will probably suffer more than half of their casualties before they even reach our position!"
Regarding Mao Fugui's unabashed flattery, Zhang Pingan waved his hands with a smile and said: "I passed it, I passed it. It's all luck. It feels good today." With that, Zhang Pingan pulled the bolt and loaded the gun, and suddenly He leaned out, but when he didn't take aim, the gunshot rang out.
"Snapped!"
The moment the gunshot rang out, he retracted his head again, then crouched and ran to the side quickly, shouting as he ran: "Fugui, run!"
Mao Fugui had been watching Zhang Pingan, and when he saw Zhang Pingan making a move, he also stuck his head out. He also witnessed Zhang Pingan shoot in one breath and kill a man 220 meters away who was leaning forward. The puppet troops rushed.
"Awesome!!!"
Mao Fugui couldn't help shouting, but just when he was about to say something, he heard Zhang Pingan's words. As a squad leader, he had rich combat experience. He immediately understood what was going on and followed Zhang Pingan. , while running and shouting: "Captain, you are such a master of marksmanship! How did you do it from aiming to shooting in such a short time? I can't even aim. How long did it take? Just kill ten Japanese people." It’s a puppet army!”
A few seconds after the two people moved, they saw the original position, and two little Japanese grenade grenades fell one after another.
"Boom! Boom!"
The violent explosion blew up a cloud of dust and splashed shrapnel in all directions, but Zhang Pingan and Mao Fugui, who had moved first, were unscathed.
