Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 81 Fighting in the rain [[-]]

"Don't you have a gun?" Wang Zhonghu raised his face and asked back.

Zhang Hu scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "This, this one is not easy to use."

"Why doesn't it work?" Wang Zhong stared.

"I... I can't tell."

"Besides shooting cannons, you can't shoot accurately with any gun. Don't shoot. You are responsible for delivering ammunition to everyone." Wang Zhong straightened his face, waved his hand and walked away after speaking.

"Ah?" Zhang Hu was dumbfounded.

Seeing Zhang Hu's stupefied look, Zhao Zilong walked over and said, "Little Tiger, why don't you help me load the bullet. You load it, and I shoot it. Killing a devil is half of one person."

"Okay." Zhang Hu was happy, but then he asked in surprise, "But you only have a gun?"

Zhao Zilong immediately called out to Zhang Long on the other side of the trench: "Platoon Leader Zhang, do you have two more rifles?"

When Zhang Long heard this, he nodded immediately: "No problem, I'll ask Xiaohu to load the bullets for you."
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The heavy rain is still falling, and it is raining in the wilderness, and it is difficult to see clearly if it is more than 20 meters away.

Glancing at Zhang Hu who was concentrating on reloading bullets behind him, Zhao Zilong put the handle of the center-positive rifle he used to use on his right shoulder.

He clenched the body of the gun tightly, squinted his eyes, looked through the binoculars, moved the sight of the muzzle lightly, and aimed at a short and sturdy devil flag-bearer about one or two kilometers away.

Because Zhao Zilong has eight times the telescope, and he has super vision and sensitivity, so even the rainy day doesn't affect him very much.

Through the binoculars, Zhao Zilong could clearly see the devil's bannerman standing on a small mound.

After finishing a set of semaphore, the ghost flag bearer immediately ran down the small mound and squatted down.

Zhao Zilong was stunned for a moment, but then the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he laughed.

He had also killed a devil's flag bearer at such a long distance before, so he guessed that the devil might know that there was a sniper on their side, so he had to be so cautious.

Zhao Zilong sneered, he didn't look for another target, but pointed the muzzle of his rifle at the small mound.

After a long while, the ghost flag-bearer stood up again. He looked around and immediately ran up to the small mound, and his companions in the distance waved the two small red flags.

Seeing the target appear, Zhao Zilong judged the direction and speed of the wind, wiped off the rainwater dripping from the helmet, rubbed his right thumb and index finger a few times, and put his index finger calmly on the cold trigger.

Without distracting thoughts, he stared at the prey in the distance, and lightly clasped his index finger.

Bah!
The crisp sound of gunfire resounded in this wilderness instantly.

Immediately, the devil's standard-bearer was shot in the chest, his body shook, his eyes popped out, and he looked at the national army's position in disbelief, and fell off the small mound unwillingly.

And the two small red flags thrown on the wasteland were stained with mud, and just a gust of wind blew them away.

"Have you hit yet?"

Zhang Hu asked quickly because he didn't have a telescope and couldn't see clearly.

"Brother Zhao's marksmanship, don't you know?" Before Zhao Zilong could answer, Zhang Long who was beside him took it and asked back.

"It must have been hit." Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately.

Zhao Zilong ignored the two brothers, and immediately looked through the binoculars for the next target.

The eyes of other national-armies were full of envy and admiration when they saw it.Seeing everyone's eyes, Zhang Hu felt that he was also smeared, and suddenly became angry.
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"Baga!" Jiu Jiumu saw in the binoculars that the flag bearer was shot down again, and immediately cursed again.

"You, tell the two squadron leaders personally that the attack plan remains unchanged. If they don't take down the position of the Chinese Army today, they will not come back." After a while, Jiu Jiumu immediately ordered the adjutant.

The devil's adjutant turned pale immediately, but seeing the seriousness of the temporary captain, he had no choice but to say hello and ran out.
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After defeating the devil's flag bearer, Zhao Zilong saw rows of yellow figures in the distance stop still.

But soon, those devils continued to rush towards them again.

Frowning tightly, Zhao Zilong observed carefully for a while, and finally noticed a short, fat devil with a command knife in a skirmish line about one kilometer away.

Because this guy's body is particularly fat, he looks very special among the devil soldiers, and what is even more conspicuous is that he wields a sword from time to time.

"It must be more than a team leader." Although he couldn't see the epaulettes on the devil's uniform, Zhao Zilong could still tell.

He estimated the speed at which the devil commander was advancing, and then moved the muzzle sight of the gun slightly to the left, aiming at the position a little earlier on the opponent's path.

When Zhao Zilong felt that the loess-colored figure was about to reach the point where the front sight of the rifle was aiming, he suddenly buckled the gun.

bang.

The bullet drew a thin arc in the rain, and coldly nailed the devil commander's left chest.

Immediately, the devil commander paused, stopped walking, let go of his hand, and dropped his saber.

Then, he leaned forward and fell heavily on the rain-soaked mud.

Seeing that the squadron leader was killed, the devil soldiers were startled and screamed one after another.

"Kill and reach!"

The devil's deputy squadron leader immediately took over the command, and he didn't care about uniting with another squadron, and immediately ordered the whole team to charge forward.

Some scattered devil formations were immediately reorganized, and all the devil infantry picked up their rifles or crooked handles, and accelerated their attack speed towards the position.

The Ghost grenadier team also found a position, put down the grenadiers and ammunition, and prepared to launch an attack.

The devils charged, everyone listen to my order!Wang Zhong held the box cannon, pulled his forehead, and stared at the enemy in the distance.

When the small group of devils rushing to the front was about 300 meters away from the position, Wang Zhong immediately raised the box cannon and fired into the sky.

With the sound of gunfire, the battle officially began.

The Czech light machine guns and captured crooked handles in the trenches rattled suddenly, and the Zhongzheng rifles also fired their volleys.

One by one, the national army aimed at the devils in the distance and fired angry bullets.

And some of the grenadiers in the bunker also loaded the grenadiers one after another, and fired at the crowd in the distance.

boom boom boom...

Groups of flames rose in the wilderness.

In the wilderness under the heavy rain, there were once again messy gunshots and explosions.

The devils who were advancing suddenly fell down, while the rest continued to pounce forward with howls.

"Quick, reload."

After shooting and killing several devil officers in a row, Zhao Zilong found that he couldn't find the target for a while, so he didn't look for it again.

Therefore, he always fired five rounds in two or three hits, basically every shot hit a hundred hits.

But Zhang Hu had to load three bullets for the center-center rifle by himself, but he couldn't keep up with Zhao Zilong's speed for a while.

This made him startled and anxious.

"careful!"

At this moment, Zhao Zilong's expression changed drastically when he caught sight of the devil in the distance, and immediately turned around and rushed towards Zhang Hu.

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