Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 17 Can You Hit It?

Seeing that Zhang Long and Zhang Hu used the [-]-type infantry artillery to beat the besieging devils to all directions, especially Zhang Hu's shooting was very accurate, almost hitting every shot, Zhao Zilong was relieved.

But when he saw the ghosts all over the mountains and plains running towards this side with guns in hand, shouting, his heart tightened.

Although he can still shoot the devils, there are too many enemies, and a single gun can't stop them at all.If the devils rushed up, there were only the three of them here, how could they resist?

Boom!

Another shell exploded under the lonely mountain.

But because those devils retreated and ran towards this side, only one or two were blown up and couldn't escape.

"Huh?" Zhao Zilong frowned, and immediately came to his senses, he immediately turned around and shouted: "The devils are attacking us, hurry up and adjust the cannon to blow them up."

"it is good."

Zhang Long and Zhang Hu immediately adjusted the direction of the cannon, lifted the shells and stuffed them into the barrel, closed the back cover, and pulled the cannon wire.

Boom!Boom!
Cannonballs exploded one after another on the flat ground.

At the beginning, those devils rushed over in a swarm, so they were blown up piece by piece by those bombs.Later, the devils scattered and ran away, so the lethality of the shells was not that great.

Zhao Zilong saw it, and immediately raised his gun to shoot at the enemy.

But after hitting the two devils, the wind speed on the top of the mountain suddenly increased, causing his hit rate to drop rapidly.

Seeing those devils running closer and closer, less than 400 meters away from Baozi Mountain, Zhao Zilong frowned.

If the devils rush up the hill and take back the two cannons, they will regain their advantage.

Zhao Zilong looked back and saw that Zhang Long and Zhang Hu were still firing cannons desperately, and then looked at the position where the shells fell, and he understood.

Because the artillery position was originally facing the lonely mountain, when hitting the devils on the flat ground, the direction was wrong, so the effect was not good.

"You push the cannon over and hit the devil directly." Zhao Zilong shouted as soon as his eyes lit up.

Although he doesn't know how to shoot cannons, he still has some understanding of the performance of some cannons. He knows that this type [-] infantry cannon can be adjusted at will because of its short barrel.

As soon as Zhang Long and Zhang Hu heard this, they immediately dragged the cannon and moved to this side.

Although the Type 200 infantry artillery only weighs more than [-] kilograms, the two of them struggled to pull it.

Zhao Zilong ran over as soon as he saw it, and shouted as he ran, "Zhang Long, let's push the cannon with Zhang Hu."

The three of them worked hard together, and quickly pushed the cannon to the top of the mountain. Zhang Hu immediately adjusted the muzzle skillfully, and pointed it down at minus 10 degrees to the devils who were about to rush to the foot of the mountain.

The moment Zhang Long loaded the shells, Zhang Hu fired immediately.

call out!
A cannonball with a murderous aura suddenly flew out.

Boom!

The shell landed among the devil soldiers who rushed to the front, and the instant explosion blew up these people to pieces.

When the devils behind saw it, they were startled, and their footsteps couldn't help but pause.

However, they looked back and saw the flag bearer on the mound of dirt in the distance, still waving the flag desperately, so they gritted their teeth, raised their guns again, and continued to charge forward with shouts.

However, before the devils ran a few steps, another cannon shot came from the top of the mountain.

Their faces changed, and before they could react, the shells exploded around them.

Because now Zhang Long was in charge of loading the bombs and Zhang Hu was in charge of firing the cannons, so the shells exploded one after another at the foot of the mountain, causing heavy casualties to those devils, and the pace of the attack was slowed down for a while.

"Zhang Hu, do you see that flag bearer?" After Zhao Zilong moved a box of shells, he saw that although the devils were scattered far away, they were still running towards the mountain. Devils standard bearer.

Next to the devil's standard-bearer stood a devil officer, pointing and apparently giving orders.

"I see." Zhang Hu nodded, then realized something, and immediately asked, "Are you calling me a flag bearer?"

"It's so far away, can you hit it?" Zhao Zilong asked back.He judged just now that this place is more than one kilometer away from the devil's flag bearer.

"Success." Zhang Hu narrowed his eyes, raised his index finger and gestured towards the distance a few times before nodding.

Then he immediately adjusted the muzzle.
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"Baga! Tell them not to stop, seize the hill, attack! Attack!"

Yamamoto Taro saw through the binoculars that the national troops had rushed down from the mountain in counterattack, but his soldiers were hiding everywhere by the cannons on the top of the mountain, and immediately became furious.

Suddenly, he saw the man in the Japanese military uniform on the top of the mountain through the lens, pointing his right hand in his direction, and the national army standing next to him immediately adjusted the muzzle.

Yamamoto Taro frowned, a little surprised, but then his face changed, and he realized something.

At this time, he saw in the binoculars that the muzzle of the [-]-type infantry gun had been aimed at his side, and a nationalist army behind the gun mount had also loaded shells.

"Baga!" Taro Yamamoto immediately dropped the binoculars, turned around and ran.
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"and many more……"

When Zhao Zilong saw Zhang Hu pulling up the cannon rope, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately stretched out his hand and shouted.

call out!
However, the Type [-] infantry artillery rang out, and the shells flew out suddenly.

Boom.

The shell fell and exploded accurately between the Devil Banner Bearer and Taro Yamamoto.

"Map..."

Seeing that the two were blown away, Zhao Zilong couldn't help but sighed.

"Brother Zhao, what was your name just now?" Zhang Hu, who was touching his head, asked.

"It's nothing." Zhao Zilong shook his head, pointed down immediately, and urged: "Your camp led brothers to fight back, you should quickly fight those devils who resist."

After speaking, Zhao Zilong immediately picked up the [-] cover and ran down the mountain.He wanted to prevent those devil soldiers from taking back that devil officer.

Because Wang Zhong led the Nationalist Army to charge and counterattack desperately, and Zhang Hu and Zhang Long assisted with cannons, so the devils, whose morale was already low, did not make any resistance at all when they lost their commanders. Just crumbled.

Zhao Zilong's speed was at full speed, and he ran down Baozi Mountain in less than a dozen breaths.

He saw a few devil soldiers running over to snatch the devil officer from a distance, he immediately ran and shot,
bang.

The devil soldier who had just lifted Yamamoto Taro was shot and fell down.

Taro Yamamoto also fell down. He was seriously injured in the abdomen by shrapnel, but he was so painful that he burst into tears.

Another devil soldier immediately went to help Taro Yamamoto, but was shot down again.

"Haka!" Taro Yamamoto fell down again, cursed weakly, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Zilong shot three times in a row, shooting down three devil soldiers who were about to carry Yamamoto Taro away, and the others were stunned.

At this time, the National Army rushed forward with shouts, and those devil soldiers immediately turned around and ran away, regardless of anything else.

"Brothers, don't let the devils go!" A company commander of the national army raised his light machine gun and shouted while shooting.Those devils who were running slowly were hit by bullets and fell to the ground one after another.

The nationalist army who rushed forward did not care whether the devil who fell to the ground was dead or not, they all shot again and continued to chase.

Zhao Zilong ran to Taro Yamamoto, and saw that the other party was out of breath, looking at the sky with closed eyes, very unwilling.

Pursing his lips, Zhao Zilong looked around, and found a broken telescope and a blackened, half-cracked satchel on the ground in the distance.

With a raised eyebrow, Zhao Zilong immediately ran over to pick it up.

Seeing that the binoculars were not only cracked but also had shattered lenses, he had to throw them away.

Opening the satchel, Zhao Zilong saw that in addition to some documents, there were also three and a half palm-sized copper tripods and a map.

(End of this chapter)