Soldiers dressed as civilians walking in enemy-occupied areas heard the sound of gunfire and did not approach the location where the gunshot was fired. Instead, they expanded their reconnaissance range.
Xiao Hongying lay behind the tire and held up the 38-year-old cover.
Upon hearing her order, a class of soldiers who had graduated from the short-term training of the Anti-Japanese War lined up on the side of the road.
Rifles were fired one after another, and the soldiers prepared to shoot in squad units.
Captain Pei, who followed up to help clean up the battlefield, felt a little nervous and trembling.
She was very dissatisfied with the extravagant behavior of the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion in cleaning the battlefield: "Isn't it okay to stab him to death with a spear? How many bullets would be wasted in this way?"
There were two Japanese snipers in the distance, and this woman was nagging her all the way, which was really annoying.
Liu Yuanqing rolled his eyes, pulled out the crooked machine gun that was pressed by the Japanese corpse, and shouted to the guerrillas who were following him: "Hurry up and get two sandbags to use as a bunker!"
In his opinion, it is always unsafe without a sandbag bunker in front of the machine gun.
Knowing that the opponent had a sharpshooter, he didn't dare to be careless at all.
Seeing that Li Laosan was still far behind, he was beaten by the enemy's occasional gunshots and was afraid to show his face.
Not caring about the possibility of being targeted by Japanese snipers, he pulled the trigger and fired half of the bullets from the crooked machine gun with three magazines, and immediately stopped shooting.
Hurry and lie down among the bloody corpses of the Japanese.
Then he shot at Suzuki who was lying more than 200 meters away to the north.
I didn't expect the machine gun to be accurate. The purpose was to suppress and create an opportunity for Li Laosan to change positions and shoot again.
As for shooting rifles against Japanese soldiers, he didn't think he could take advantage.
If the opponent is really a sniper, he may not be able to take advantage even if he joins all the others.
At least he had an advantage. The two Japs escaped, so he felt that his opponent might be what most Japs call a precision gunner.
He didn't know that the opponent this time was completely different from the Japanese he had seen before.
The sound of gunfire became sparse, and the militiamen were busy cleaning the battlefield. Occasionally they looked up to see that the Japanese more than 200 years away had not fired.
Suzuki's goal was to knock out the machine guns in the "Royal Association Army" first, but his assistant happened to be shot in the arm, so he didn't pay attention to the militiamen busy on the north side of the car.
The gunshots rang out intermittently, and the shooting intensity from both sides was not high.
No one knows where the next bullet will land, it's all a matter of luck.
Xiao Hongying saw the air rising due to heat, and the two Japanese figures in the distance kept shaking.
Gun Yuanqing, who was setting up a machine gun position on the carriage, shouted: "Platoon Leader Liu, report the parameters quickly."
The number of sandbags is temporarily insufficient, and the machine gun position has not yet been formed.
Liu Yuanqing had just added three rows of bullets to the crooked handle. He raised the telescope and observed it for a while with a dark face: "The distance is two hundred and twenty, and the wind is southeasterly level one. Pay attention to adjusting the sight. You can shoot the first shot a little lower. You can see the bullets." "landing point"
Xiao Hongying's marksmanship is good, and a bullet comes out immediately.
Suzuki's assistant was shot. He gritted his teeth and bandaged briefly before continuing to observe.
He noticed that the deputy gunner of the machine gun team south of the car had been shot. Logically speaking, it should be temporarily unable to provide magazines for the machine gun.
Some people don't understand why that machine gun can still shoot.
Caught between the impact points of the machine gun bullets, there was a bullet fired by Xiao Hongying.
Liu Yuanqing roughly estimated the position: "Correct one meter to the right, raise the muzzle of the gun and aim at the top of the Japanese helmet."
Xiao Hongying quickly pulled the bolt of the gun to extract the cartridge case, then moved the muzzle slightly to the right, and then raised the muzzle slightly.
boom.
The bullet flew out of the gun like an elf.
Xiao Hongying thought that she should be very confident about this bullet, so she immediately raised her binoculars after firing the gun.
Her target was holding up a scoped Suzuki.
Unfortunately, the Japanese seemed to change places after two shots, and kept moving laterally in the ditch, shooting at Li Laosan with the rifle in his hand.
This distance is not too far, but it is a hot day and I can't hit it even if I aim!
When hitting a moving target, Xiao Hongying couldn't see the impact point of his bullet, so Xiao Hongying hit the dog that could run, but he couldn't hit the Japanese soldier who moved left and right.
Followed by the order: "Student class, all fire! Fire two rounds."
Bang bang bang.
I waited until the flowers withered for this order.
Ten guns fired almost at the same time, and bullets rained down into the ditch where the Japanese were jumping left and right.
Wen Wuquan, who was playing with the grenade, stared wide-eyed and shouted: "Did you hit it? I think the little devil's posture looks like he's lying down in a ditch!"
Xiao Hongying's telescope seemed to be stuck to her face: "Have you captured any grenades?"
Wen Wuquan proudly loaded a grenade into the grenade: "Hey, two grenades and sixteen grenades!"
"What are you still doing? Hit him with two grenades."
"You don't need to teach me." Wen Wu pulled the firing belt based on his feeling.
Tom. The grenade shot into the air.
boom.
A puff of smoke rose in the distance.
"Can you shoot more accurately? It's almost fifty meters away." Xiao Hongying asked the black line. It seems that Wen Wuquan can't be counted on for the time being.
Wen Wuquan had an awkward smile on his face: "Hey, mistake, mistake, little devil, this grenade is not the same as the ones we got before."
After complaining about civil and military affairs, Xiao Hongying shouted to Liu Yuanqing on the carriage: "What time is it? You still want to set up a position and just open fire?"
You don’t understand. The closer you get to the ground, the greater the target deviation. This time you watch how I deal with them.
"I don't care what method you use, you must get the Japs rifle back." Xiao Hongying became more aware and did not say she wanted it. She directly changed her words: "Research and study."
It feels like a sandbag.
Liu Yuanqing waited no longer.
Chug tug tug.
A series of roars of machine gun fire spread.
The place where Suzuki was hiding was filled with dust again, and Liu Yuanqing fired until the last bullet casing jumped into the air.
He quickly pulled the machine gun back with its crooked handle, lifted the bucket and pressed it. The soldier next to him held the oiled magazine in his hand and put it into the bucket.
He casually asked the observer on the other side holding his telescope: "Did you hit it this time?"
"The Japs were hiding in the ditch, how could I know? I didn't see the Japs emerging anyway."
"Pay attention to the raised position on the edge of the ditch. The kid will probably emerge from there and shoot back. Hey, keep your head down."
No, the Japanese are about to run away. Stop hiding. Hurry up. They have already run away more than ten meters.
The crooked machine gun immediately fired again, firing three bursts in rapid bursts.
There were only two Japanese who escaped
There is no way to fight back if you want to run.
Li Laosan's crooked light machine gun rang out, and the gunshots of the anti-university students who picked up the 38-year-old Gai followed.
The hail of bullets roared from the south, leaving craters one after another on the ground after landing.
From time to time, the screams of warheads passed by the two Japanese soldiers.
Suzuki was forced to fall forward on the spot and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Cover."
The assistant's arm was injured and he had to throw him down. He rolled twice on the ground in a panic and slipped into the half-deep ditch that he had expected earlier. He grimaced in pain at the place where he was shot.
With bullets still hanging over his head, Suzuki bent over his waist and picked up his assistant, trotting northward: "Hold on."
"These people should not be from the Imperial Alliance Army!" The assistant's judgment was very accurate. After fighting for so long, there were only two of them, and the other party did not catch up! No one in the Imperial Alliance Army has this ability.
"Yes, there are experts on the other side!" Suzuki felt a little uneasy: "I have a bad feeling, it's probably the National Army guerrillas!"
The assistant gritted his teeth and said: "Suzuki-kun, you leave quickly and go north to Wei County first. I will stay and cover you."
"No, it's just a few fleas." Suzuki raised his head and looked to the north: "If you are injured, go first and I will cover you. Please be sure to enter the village before they surround you. As long as you enter the village, this will be their burial place!" "
No matter how good a sniper is, he must be accompanied by an observer. He is not alone.
(End of chapter)
