Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1365 The house leaks and rains continuously (Part )

Since it was a night operation, the Japanese artillery was obviously much more relaxed than during the day.

Not only were bonfires lit between positions, but searchlights were also used to illuminate the surrounding dark areas.

This behavior naturally allows them to guard against surprise attacks by small groups of Chinese troops, but it also exposes their figures to the light.

A quarter of an hour later, the familiar figure appeared in Pang Zilong's scope.

Although the lights were dim and Pang Zilong couldn't see the Japanese soldier's face clearly, during the day, Pang Zilong had deliberately memorized his short and stocky body features, which were also the skills of a sniper and were specially trained by Niu Er. part.

In this subject, Pang Zilong received an excellent rating. He could even find the one he had touched among a dozen eggs from 80 meters away.

The cross in the scope was already aligned with the head of the Japanese officer who was moving forward. As long as Pang Zilong pulled the trigger, the Japanese officer's head would suddenly explode like a watermelon.

The bullets carried by snipers like Pang Zilong are a kind of bullet called 'Black Claw' designed by Tang Tuanzuo himself. The reason why it is called 'Black Claw' is because this kind of warhead is black and shoots into The target's armor will evenly open back into 6 lobes, like 6 claws with barbs, and the diameter of the warhead will eventually expand to about twice the caliber.

Once it hits the human body, the cavity formed is not much different from that of a 20mm machine gun shell. Not to mention hitting the vital part, even if the target is not the torso, it can cause the opponent to bleed to death.

It's just that this kind of bomb is quite difficult to make. Currently, there are less than 10 people in the entire Four Lines Regiment who can equip this kind of warhead.

In fact, this is a variant of the dum bomb banned by the Geneva Convention. To a certain extent, this type of bomb is more sinister.

Unfortunately, there is no so-called "international convention" in Tang Dao's dictionary. When the Japanese invaders massacred Chinese people, where was the International? The war between the two armies is naturally aimed at the final victory. Let alone Dum bombs, if Tang Dao has atomic bombs in his hands, he will definitely throw them at the Japanese mainland without hesitation. If one is not enough, then ten will be used. If it can be detonated, then Mount Fuji, an active volcano, is naturally the best.

Pang Zilong's breathing was calm and he didn't fire. He was waiting.

Waiting for the Japanese invaders' artillery fire.

"Hey, order the artillery squadrons to fire. Maybe it won't be long before we can leave here." Fujiwara Keichi looked at the scorched mountains in the distance and ordered in a happy mood.

As the artillery captain of the 3rd Division, Keichi Fujiwara could have appointed his deputy captain or the 1st Artillery Battalion Captain to Zishan, but as a nobleman with family members holding important positions in the North China Front Army Headquarters, , Lieutenant Colonel Keichi Fujiwara knows that Fusutaro Toshima's promotion to the commander of the 3rd Division is a certainty.

It is a foregone conclusion that Fujita enters the job. If he, who has just been promoted to the rank of lieutenant colonel and has not yet been promoted to colonel, and has just been promoted to the commander of the regiment, if he doesn't quickly embrace the lap of the future division commander, is it possible that he will wait until he actually becomes the division commander? There are so many that you can’t even queue up.

Therefore, the very thief Keichi Fujiwara took the initiative to lead four artillery squadrons under his command to Purple Mountain. Even if Lieutenant General Fujita Susumu looked unhappy, he didn't care.

Sure enough, after arriving at the Purple Mountain battlefield, the 1st Division was constantly beaten by the Chinese. However, the 3rd Division, under the command of Major General Fusutaro Toshima, made no progress in the war, but the losses were not great, especially his artillery. Not even a single gun was damaged. Compared with the losses of the 1st Division Artillery Regiment, that was simply a miracle.

Now, Futaro Toshima's military order has been issued to bombard the Chinese artillery positions at night. This is also a recognition of him as the artillery regiment captain. It seems that the thigh is basically hugged. How can Keichi Fujiwara be unhappy? ?

Naturally, the Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel did not know that he had been targeted by Chinese snipers in the dark. Giving the order to fire was his death knell. This was also the last order in his life.

No matter how tightly you hold your thighs, without this life, everything will be nothing. If there is an afterlife, Fujiwara Keichi will definitely make different choices.

Although Pang Zilong didn't know what the target in the scope was enjoying, it didn't stop him from pulling the trigger when he heard the "rumble" of the gun.

"Bang!" The crisp gunfire of the Czech semi-automatic rifle was completely drowned in the rumbling sound of the gunfire, like the song of birds in the tide.

In the eyes of the guards and soldiers beside Lieutenant Colonel Keichi Fujiwara, it seemed as if a flower had bloomed on Lieutenant Colonel Keichi Fujiwara's head, a bloody flower.

The moment the 'Black Claw' touched the hard skull of Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel, the warhead deformed and cracked. The suddenly increased stress surface turned into an irregular metal block due to the huge kinetic energy, completely destroying half of Keichi Fujiwara's head. Seen from a distance, it looks like a gorgeous flower. The bright red color has white spots, which is very beautiful.

Only the Japanese soldiers who were nearby knew how terrifying it was that the captain of the company was still standing upright when his head was suddenly blown to bits.

A Japanese staff officer who was too close and had a mouthful of brains splattered in his mouth stood there for a few seconds before he realized what was in his mouth. He vomited on the spot and did not even go to rescue his commander immediately.

"Enemy attack." The Japanese officers who followed Keichi Fujiwara onto the position suddenly became confused.

Several Japanese officers immediately pounced on the regimental commander who was still standing upright with only half his head left. This is also a characteristic of the Japanese army. Even if the commander is dead, they must protect the commander's body from being taken away.

Pang Zilong did not retreat after firing. Instead, he swung the muzzle slightly. The Japanese army was still a few hundred meters away and could not notice the faint green smoke here. The sound of the gunfire was also covered up by the sound of artillery. He still at least There is a chance to fire three shots.

The sound of artillery was like bursts of muffled thunder in the sky. The Japanese artillerymen who were taking orders and struggling to fire the artillery would know that just ten seconds ago, their commander had died.

Pang Zilong resolutely fired the second shot three seconds later. A Japanese major staggered to the ground, lying face to face with the corpse of the regiment commander he was supporting.

The Japanese major was lucky that his life had left him before he became extremely sick. Otherwise, a large amount of vomit would have gotten into the incomplete mouth of the middle-aged colonel, which would have been really unsightly.

Pang Zilong fired four times, and the four bloody corpses woke up an infantry team on guard. Although there was no gunfire or muzzle flash, the positions where the officers were shot were enough for these veterans to find the snipers. direction.

Fully fifty Japanese infantrymen came frantically towards the direction where Pang Zilong and his two men were hiding.

"Sir, it's time for us to leave." Pang Zilong put away his gun and put his back on a stone, slightly moving his muscles and bones, and said calmly.

Nearly a mile away, by the time the Japanese army arrived, they had already disappeared. Who could catch these two well-trained scouts in this dark sky.

"Hey, don't worry, you're in a good mood. I haven't opened the business yet. I have to scare them to death. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to keep chasing them." Heizi bared his teeth and smiled.

He took out the mg42 machine gun that was tied with dead leaves that had been pressed under him, carefully set up the bipod, and slowly put the bullets in the huge backpack buried in the soil away. Focusing on the Japanese team that had already rushed to 400 meters away and searched in a skirmish line.

Pang Zilong grinned, but he bent down and lurked behind a protruding rock more than 30 meters away from Lieutenant Heizi, and put the gun on his back again. He was also fortunate enough to have witnessed Lieutenant Heizi's strength in a battle on the southern Hebei Plain.

The recoil force of the MG42 machine gun mounted on the bipod was like a toothpick in his hand. With one machine gun, he suppressed more than 100 Japanese troops and an infantry company. The puppet troops were unable to advance quickly and covered them. After the people of a village were transferred, this man calmly killed more than dozens of Japanese and puppet soldiers before quickly retreating.

At that time, there were only 8 Chinese people including Pang Zilong, but they struggled with the Japanese and puppet troops with a total strength of more than 300 for nearly an hour and killed more than 1 enemy soldiers.

Even though Pang Zilong killed no less than 15 Japanese soldiers in that battle, which fully proved that his special merit was not a flash in the pan, but everyone knew that Lieutenant Heizi and the machine gun in his hand were the key.

When it comes to killing people, no one can compare with this man who can be called a mobile arsenal.

"Da da da" The power of Hitler's chainsaw was beyond human power. The Japanese team bent on revenge was caught off guard.

No matter how imaginative they were, they could not imagine that the Chinese would move a machine gun to the front of their position and shoot at them.

Kuroko fired off the 250-round ammunition belt in one go, and what he achieved was that at least fifteen Japanese soldiers fell spinning and falling on their own position. Around them, there were even several cannons roaring.

The searching Japanese team was so scared that they lay down on the ground and took out their Type 96 machine guns and fired at the terrifying enemies in the dark. Several grenadier soldiers also began to aim at this place and launch grenades.

Pang Zilong found an opportunity and fired two shots, knocking down the two shadows who were kneeling on the ground and measuring the distance.

Kuroko, who had already lost his temper, simply put on another ammunition belt and fired wildly at an artillery team that was still a little overwhelmed more than 400 meters away. The Japanese artillerymen were directly hit by the hail of bullets, and more than twenty artillerymen fell in a pool of blood. middle.

Heizi has long disliked this group of Japanese artillerymen. They are so stupid that they even tried to be clever and hide underground. Now it's too late for you to hide! Cannonballs can't defeat you, I'll greet you with bullets.

How do you say this? It was somewhat ungrateful. A sniper and a fire support man arrogantly ran to a position with 380 infantry, 400 artillery and 8 75mm mountain guns to fight. The key is that they successfully killed them. The boss and a group of younger brothers.

Who wouldn't be so angry?

After reacting, the Japanese artillerymen screamed angrily, quickly turned the muzzle, and began to shake the handle on the artillery. This was their intention to use artillery to fight back. Even if the artillery was used to kill mosquitoes, they vowed to destroy China in the darkness. Kill people.

"Let's go!" Lieutenant Heizi shouldered the machine gun, picked up his backpack, turned around and ran away.

Pang Zilong was a little stunned as he looked so embarrassed that he had been shooting aggressively just now. He looked like I would kill anyone who dared to come.

"If your son doesn't run away, his second-class military merit will definitely become first-class military merit." Lieutenant Heizi's voice came from the darkness in the distance.

That is, if he is alive, the military merit of killing the Japanese commander is at least a second-class merit, but if he is sacrificed, the possibility of the second-class merit becoming a first-class merit is very high. Pang Zilong is not stupid, holding a gun on the grass He rolled continuously on his body, dodged the bullets fired by the Japanese blind bastard, and turned around to run away.

That speed would never be much slower than Heizi.

Two minutes later, the four artillery pieces of the Japanese army, which finally adjusted their gun range, fired. Four shells in one round not only covered the foot of the mountain where the two men were originally staying, but also fired dozens of shells from behind and extended to the surrounding area, covering the soil and ground. The grass exploded into a mess.

The nearest cannonball to the two of them landed less than 50 meters away from two elite soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment running wildly in the dark night.

The small face of an elite sniper who turned over and hid behind a rock was pale in the moonlight. It was not because of fear, but because of exhaustion.

In 2 minutes, he ran nearly 16 meters in the dark with a weight of nearly 450 kilograms, which greatly exceeded his usual training results.

"Look, who said your child's physical strength and speed are weak? Isn't this awesome!" Lieutenant Heizi, who was also leaning on the rock, gently joked about his little friend.

"Sir, don't say you did this on purpose. I really want to thank you. I thank you for not playing tricks on me like this in the future. I really feel like I'm going to vomit blood." Pang Zilong replied with a wry smile.

But Heizi smiled slightly, his eyes full of contentment.

Pang Zilong's shooting talent has already caught up with his good brother Niu Er, and his observation ability on the battlefield is even better than that of many veterans. According to Tang Tuanzuo, he is already one of the best snipers of this era.

But he also had shortcomings, his physical fitness was not strong enough and his speed was not fast enough, so he was barely ranked in the middle of the entire reconnaissance company.

But Heizi didn't believe in this evil. No, he finally got a golden opportunity.

Heizi has always believed what Tang Tuanzuo said, that an elite warrior's self-breakthrough is never on the training ground, but on the battlefield, in an extremely dangerous environment, in order to squeeze out his potential. Only above the line of life and death can he squeeze out his potential. Only by walking through it can you understand life and death.

Pang Zilong has always been too smooth. After showing his prominence in the First World War, he had the most powerful soldier in the world as his teacher, the most accurate sharpshooter on the battlefield in North China as his instructor, and the reconnaissance company as the best team on the battlefield in North China. Comrades.

Even if the 8-man team encountered hundreds of enemy troops that day, he, a super fire support man, was still in charge. He had no chance to feel what Tang Tuanzuo said.

But this time, with some deliberate arrangements by Lieutenant Heizi, the fierce Japanese artillery fire really squeezed out the potential of this young sniper. The speed at which he just ran wildly in the wilderness at night was absolutely huge. Beyond his usual level.

Pang Zilong, who has broken through himself, will become the second sharp military thorn in the hands of the regimental commander. Heizi can also be regarded as one of his mentors on the road to growth, so naturally he is somewhat proud of it.

However, to say that his deliberate use of machine gun fire to attract Japanese artillery fire was just to squeeze Pang Zilong's potential, that is not necessarily the case.

Heizi wanted to use the Japanese army's own artillery fire to delay the pursuit of the Japanese infantry. During the day, he had already observed that the Japanese army had military dogs. Although they were not afraid, they were being chased from behind by dozens of Japanese soldiers. He did not want to delay them. On to the next mission?

Now, the angry Japanese artillery fired a wave of artillery fire at the position where they were originally lurking. All traces and smells left behind disappeared. Even if the Japanese infantry tried to pursue them again, they had completely lost their target.

"Take a rest for 3 minutes. Let's go to target No. 3!" Heizi said softly and stopped talking.

The two most elite soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment, trying their best to calm down their lungs that were on fire from running so fast, set their sights eight miles away in the darkness.

Just a Japanese lieutenant colonel cannot satisfy them!

The already stunned 3rd Division did not expect that the huge blow they thought was just a small dessert before a big meal!