Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 65 Can He Really Hit?
"Bracket! What should we do?" Ma Dayong, the company commander, came over and asked.

Ma Dayong is a native of Shanxi. He is tall and big. As his name suggests, he is brave in battle and always rushes to the front.

"What should I do?" Wang Zhong stared at Xu Qiang's back, snorted, and said, "It's better for him to leave, and it will be a hindrance if he stays."

"Look, there are some devils on horseback." At this moment, a sentinel shouted.

Zhao Zilong turned his head to look, and saw a few devil officers in the distance in front of them, standing on a small high ground on horseback and pointing.

The small highland is about two kilometers away from the national-army position here, and about three kilometers away from the place where the devils are stationed. It seems that these devils left the camp to inspect the military situation.

Seeing that the enemy ran to the front of the position, swaggeringly, not letting everyone look at them, the Nationalist Army immediately became angry.

"Yingzuo! Would you like to show the devil a few shots?" Chen Shichao raised his head and asked.

"More than two kilometers, it's useless to fight." Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes, looked at it, and shook his head.

"Grandma's little devil!" Ma Dayong scolded angrily, "It would be great if there were cannons, and the devil's mother wouldn't even recognize it if it was blown up."

Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows and immediately asked, "Don't your battalion have two Type [-] infantry artillery?"

He remembered that a few days ago near Suzhou, he met Wang Zhong's battalion surrounded by a squadron of devils. It's a matter of taking two cannons.

"Hey! Don't mention it." Ma Dayong sighed, and said angrily: "That kid Zhang Hu had a good fight against devils last time, and he damaged two cannons."

"Oh!" Zhao Zilong was stunned, then raised the Zhongzheng rifle, and watched the actions of those devils through the binoculars.
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Jiu Jiumu is a temporary captain of the 114th Wing under the jurisdiction of the 26th Brigade of the 116th Division.

Because the original team leader Chiba Taro was killed by Zhao Zilong in the valley with two squadron leaders, so he became the temporary team leader.

He led the team to chase Zhao Zilong all the way, rarely stopping, so when they arrived at this position, they were several hours earlier than their original plan.

Originally, they were going to launch an attack on the national army in that position in the distance, but because the artillery team behind was also attacked, their cannons were blown up.Therefore, they had to wait for another artillery squad to arrive.

However, seeing that it was getting late, they were not prepared to launch an attack, and had to wait until tomorrow morning.

Therefore, Jiu Jiumu and several other deputy captains came to observe the military situation and discuss the offensive.

"Captain Jiujiu, our camp is only five or six kilometers away from the Chinese Army, will they be raided by them?" A devil squadron leader asked worriedly.

"No." Jiu Jiumu answered while holding the binoculars: "I have been in China for so long, from participating in the Northeast War to the Battle of Jiasonghu, I have never heard of a Chinese who dared to attack. So, we are here If they are stationed here, those cowardly Chinese soldiers would not dare to come, and if they dared to come, they would just shoot randomly from a distance.”

The vice-captains of the other ghosts nodded in agreement.

The squadron leader said again: "I heard that the 16th Regiment of the No. [-] Division was attacked by the Chinese in Jurong the day before yesterday. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

"Hmph! They were all attracted by those two lieutenants who beheaded people." Jiu Jiumu's face darkened, he put down the binoculars, and said coldly: "They should have a laparotomy! If they didn't say that they would behead 100 people, why would they be beheaded?" If you want to publicize it in the newspaper, how can you get your hands and feet cut off and your flesh cut off by the Chinese people, so you can't live or die?"

"However, I heard that the arsenal in the camp was also bombed." The devil squadron leader continued to say.

"Captain Murakami, you are overthinking."

Jiu Jiumu glared at the other party impatiently, and replied disapprovingly: "The news I heard is that the arsenal was blown up by some stupid idiot who didn't care to throw the wrong grenade."

Bah!
While they were talking, there was a sudden gunshot from the national-army position.

These devil officers were startled.

A bullet flew far above their heads.

Seeing that the bullets were a few meters away from them, the devil officers regained their composure.

"Captain Jiujiu, what you said just now is true. Look, those Chinese people really have no guts to shoot at us from such a distance? What a dream!" Immediately, a deputy squadron leader said.

After hearing this, Jiu Jiumu was very happy.
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This side of the Xiaoshanpo National Army position.

It was the first time for Zhao Zilong to snipe with a Zhongzheng rifle from a distance of two kilometers.

Seeing that he was far away from the target, he couldn't help but sighed.In the former world, if he had a professional sniper rifle, the hit rate at this distance would not be 100%, but it was about the same.

However, the shot just now was just a test shot.

Although there are eight times the telescope, there are many factors that affect the flight of the bullet, at least wind speed, wind direction and temperature.

After adjusting the scale on the Zhongzheng rifle, Zhao Zilong quietly sensed the distant target.

"It's so far away, can he really hit it?" Chen Shichao looked at Zhao Zilong who was lying on the edge of the trench strangely.

"I said brother, don't waste bullets." Ma Dayong stepped forward and said.

"Brother Zhao, I believe in your marksmanship." Zhang Long also said, "However, I have never seen anyone who can hit a target at such a distance."

"That's right, it's impossible to hit at such a distance."

Ma Dayong, Chen Shichao and others nodded in agreement.

"Brother, I believe in you, just try it, and scare the little devil." Wang Zhong stepped forward and patted Zhao Zilong on the shoulder.

"Okay." Zhao Zilong nodded, and then focused on those devils.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Zhao Zilong's actions together.

I saw him move the muzzle of the gun a little bit to the right, aim at the target and then pull the trigger.

There was a bang, but this time the bullet still didn't hit any of the devils.

Now everyone has an opinion again.

However, Zhao Zilong was not affected, because after firing two shots, he felt it.

At this moment, he seemed to sense the world, and everything around him was under his control.

And he is also one with the gun, he is the gun, and the gun is him.

Moving the muzzle up a little bit, Zhao Zilong looked at the target in the distance through the binoculars, rubbed his right thumb and index finger a few times, and then rested his index finger on the cold trigger calmly.

He narrowed his eyes, without any distracting thoughts, staring at the prey in the distance, and snapped his index finger.

Bah!
The fired bullet was like a teleporting shadow in the night, causing a very small ripple in the air, and instantly hit Jiu Jiumu's shoulder who was about to leave.

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