"Captain Yoshida,...Yoshida,..."
"Nani?"
The Japanese from the Yamamoto Battalion were searching for Captain Yoshida, but suddenly they saw the Imperial Army soldiers kneeling on the ground.
The dozen or so Japanese soldiers in the reconnaissance team were as panicked as frightened rabbits.
Duanwu opened fire and shot the Japs holding the light machine gun in the head.
Xie Jinyuan looked at the Japanese soldier who fell to the ground, and then at the Dragon Boat Festival. He visually estimated that the distance was at least two hundred and thirty meters.
"I'll go, Brother Duanwu, are your eyes still human? A headshot from two hundred and thirty meters away?"
Zhao Beishan also complained there, but he also pulled the trigger.
He was hitting the commander, but the bullet missed by at least three inches.
Two hundred meters away was still too much for Zhao Beishan. However, Xie Jinyuan breathed a long sigh of relief. He hit a stunned Japanese soldier nearly two hundred meters away. The 7.92mm bullet directly pierced a hole in the opponent's chest, and the Japanese soldier fell to the ground on the spot. At last he did not lose face.
But Xie Jinyuan still said: "Brother Duanwu, you rabbit is really hard to beat."
Zhao Beishan complained: "Grandma, I should have known better to let those devils kneel closer."
boom! boom!
Just when Zhao Beishan was complaining, Dragon Boat Festival defeated two more Japanese.
Zhao Beishan became anxious and yelled at his guard: "Hurry up and find me a Jaap's 38-gai. This Zhongzheng rifle is affecting my normal performance."
"yes!"
The guard believed it and ran to find the gun.
"Why?"
Zhao Beishan called out and winked at the guard. The guard finally understood and jogged downstairs as if walking.
Zhao Beishan turned around and said with relief: "I will let you shoot two more first. When I get my gun, I will catch up with you."
Shangguan Zhibiao said sincerely, "By the time you get your gun back, all the little Japs will have escaped long ago."
"Nerd, stubborn."
Zhao Beishan was so angry that he had nothing to say. At this time, Xie Jinyuan stopped shooting. He fired five shots and only hit two Japanese. On the contrary, Dragon Boat Festival's bullets were all fired, and six Japs had died under his gun, including the Japs corps leader who wanted to escape.
Duanwu took aim with his eyes raised, because even the last Japanese soldier ran four hundred meters away.
At this distance, if he hadn't been running in the open space, he wouldn't have been able to see anyone with his naked eyes.
Xie Jinyuan said: "Brother Duanwu has reached his limit. In Huangpu School, it is not easy to hit a target three hundred meters away with a rifle. What's more, you are a moving target?"
Zhao Beishan also joined in the fun and said: "Brother Duanwu, if you can hit a Japanese soldier four hundred meters away, I will obey you. Let's bet two oceans,... no, bet, bet ten oceans." If you hit the mark, I'll give you ten dollars..."
boom!
When the gun rang out, Duanwu stretched out his hand towards Zhao Beishan and said, "Ten yuan."
"You haven't hit me yet,..."
Zhao Beishan had just finished speaking when the little devil fell to the ground.
"Grandma's, guard? Bring me ten dollars."
Zhao Beishan had already begun to curse, and almost gave himself a slap in the face. It obviously only took two oceans to solve the problem, but now it needed ten oceans. It's all my fault.
Xie Jinyuan and Shangguan Zhibiao on the side were also surprised. Xie Jinyuan asked for advice: "Brother Duanwu, how did you do this?"
"practice!"
Dragon Boat Festival said one word, but it was the only way for all special forces to become stronger.
But this is also the most difficult, because many people often cannot persist and give up halfway.
Therefore, as special forces soldiers, they have a very tenacious will to refuse to admit defeat.
If you can't shoot at 400 meters, then you can reach this level through continuous practice.
This is how Dragon Boat Festival was practiced in its previous life. And at that time, his vision was only the standard 1.0.
But this body is younger and has better eyesight.
Therefore, without using optical sighting equipment, Duanwu still regained the feeling of being at the training ground.
Duanwu didn't give up yet and once again aimed at another Japanese who was still running!
Xie Jinyuan was amazed that at this distance, Chief Duanwu still had the confidence to shoot.
A second later, the little devil fell to the ground again.
Xie Jinyuan, Zhao Beishan, Shangguan Zhibiao and others all have palms. How can I express my admiration in words!
Duanwu put away his gun, because the remaining Japs had already run five hundred meters away and were blocked by the ruins.
"The little devil will be here soon, follow the plan."
"yes!"
At this time, who would dare to disobey Dragon Boat Festival's order? Four hundred meters away, he shot down a Japanese soldier with one shot. Even a top student of Huangpu Military Academy like Xie Jinyuan could not do this.
He, Zhao Beishan and others could only admire Duanwu's strength and could not imagine where Duanwu grew up.
They even felt that their military academy experience was in vain, and they could not compare to a mud-legged person.
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At the same time, the three Japanese scouts who fled almost vomited blood and fell down countless times in the process.
But in the end, they returned to the Japanese brigade alive and met Major Yamamoto.
"Report, report, Yoshida Squadron Captain Yu Sui, their corpses were all put in the posture of kneeling down to atone for sins by the hateful Chinese people. Those Chinese people, he, they even took guns and beat us like rabbits... ..."
"idiot!"
Major Yamamoto was furious. Since entering China, he had never encountered such an arrogant Chinese army.
He drew his sword and roared angrily: "Attack all, destroy the Chinese people!"
Under the roar of Major Yamamoto, nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers rushed towards the Sihang Warehouse angrily.
As if they were showing off their strong strength, the four columns moved in four directions and gradually converged on the main street facing the Sihang Warehouse.
The densely packed Japs formed a rectangular formation.
Xie Jinyuan lamented: "When did our Chinese soldiers become so well-trained?"
"It won't be long. The little devil just left a little earlier than us. Let's see again in a hundred years."
Duanwu was disdainful and quietly looked at the arrogant Japanese, standing arrogantly one hundred and fifty meters in front of Sihang Warehouse.
Major Yamamoto stood in the middle with his sword in hand.
Machine gunners and heavy machine gunners rushed towards the Sihang Warehouse in search of bunkers.
The Japanese sharpshooters were lying in ambush at the commanding heights on the left and right. Beware of someone sniping and killing Major Yamamoto.
Major Yamamoto's guard team was arranged on the left and right wings.
The Japanese soldiers behind were carrying away the bodies of their own people.
Major Yamamoto said angrily: "You little Chinese people dare to go against our Imperial Japanese Army. You will all die!..."
