Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 343 Long Range Guerrilla
"What a steady hand this should be..."

The original gunners of the guerrillas secretly swallowed their saliva, silently lowered their heads and looked at their hands. Looking at the hands that had fired thousands of shells, they began to think crazily about one thing.

If they were themselves, would they be able to ensure that when the shells were inserted into the barrel, the shells would not touch the barrel or make the slightest sound? After thinking for a long time, they finally confirmed that they couldn't do it.

Impossible.

Even with 60 caliber mortar shells weighing three catties, they can't do it, absolutely can't do it.After all, the distance between the shell and the gun barrel is just a little more than one millimeter, and it will not touch the gun barrel when it is put in. What a stable two-hand control it should be.

As for the gunners from the base area, each of them held a [-]-jin shell, and their hands didn't shake at all.

And the more stable the shells fall into the barrel, the more accurate the shelling will be.

Thinking of this, these gunners finally put away their contempt for pride, and started to learn artillery skills with the teacher seriously.

They're not even close.

The shell finally fell, with a creaking sound of metal sliding, this was the sound of the mortar shell passing through the barrel, followed by a 'bang' explosion, and the shells of more than ten kilograms were pushed by the gas pusher to the devil's body in the distance. Railroad lines fly away.

These shells drew an arc in the sky, first zigzagging upwards, then swooping downwards, and finally plunged into the side of the rail at an angle of almost ninety degrees perpendicular to the ground.

"Distance, 50 meters, near bomb"

The sighting hand quickly measured the distance to the shell's impact.The simple three words mean that this time the shelling is close to the target, and the range is not enough, with a difference of 50 meters from the target.

'Adjust the gun mount'

The gunner in charge gave orders.

Amid the twisting sound of metal screws, the gun mount was slightly lowered.

"Cannonball"

The gunner called for shells again.

As soon as the voice fell, the ammunition hand on the side handed the shells to the gunner, and the gunner quickly stuffed the shells into the barrel. There was still no sound during the period, and then the shells fell into the barrel, and the firing pin at the bottom detonated the propellant bag hanging on the tail of the shell. .

bang...

The violent deflagration of gunpowder gas pushed the shell towards the railway at a distance of [-] kilometers. This time, the shell hit the railway accurately, and three violent explosions exploded in the center of the railway.

The fireball rises, and the smoke billows.

In the smoke from the explosion, sleepers, debris, and soil were splashed, and there were also broken rails...

The sixteen-kilogram mortar shell charge is close to three kilograms, and all of its interior is filled with RDX. The explosive power is comparable to five kilograms of TNT. Such power can naturally blow up the rails and destroy a certain range of roadbed.

"continue···"

The second direct hit, the gunner commander's expression remained unchanged, and he ordered to continue the shelling.

Although the railway target is small, it is linear. Shooting this kind of target is much less difficult. You only need to adjust the distance, not the horizontal direction.

bang bang bang...

Five seconds later, three shells flew towards the distant railway at the same time, and hit the distant railway accurately.

"Why are you still standing there, let's fire together, can't you shoot with live ammunition?"

Looking at the dazed guerrilla gunners in the rear, the gunner in charge of the command got angry and cursed directly.

"ah yes"

The guerrilla slag gunners who were horrified by the shelling experts in the base area woke up from the shock, quickly twisted the gun mount in their hands, and after adjusting the running position, carefully put the shells in their hands into the barrel.

Although the movement is already very gentle, the weight of the 120 mortar shells is too great. Just holding it makes the hand tremble a little, and it trembles even more during the process of putting it down. It kept ringing.

This made several people's faces darken.

Why is it so difficult!
"Close-up, 500 meters away." When the school shooting data was carried by the observer, the faces of the three were even more gloomy.

Deviated by 500 meters, this is simply going to the outer village.

Gritting their teeth, several people stared at the gun mount and the gun watch in their hands, and began to study how to rely on data to aim.

In front of them, the three old gunners kept shooting, and the shells were fired at the Devil Railway one after another. The explosion was extending along the railway. In just a few minutes, there were hundreds of meters of railway was blown up.

"Guerrilla bombardment..."

As soon as the first shell fell, the devils reacted and rushed to the guerrillas immediately.

Then, in just a few minutes, more than 100 devils gathered and rushed towards the artillery positions of the guerrillas. These devils were patrolling at a distance of two kilometers from the railway, and some were three kilometers away, very close to the artillery positions.

With a distance of only two kilometers, under high-speed sprinting, it only takes a few minutes to reach it.

The devils in charge of patrolling were all soldiers recruited by Japan in the third batch. Most of them were recruits who had only undergone half a year of training and lacked combat experience.

Therefore, their newborn calves are not afraid of tigers and charged forward. They naively thought that the guerrillas would run away immediately when they saw them.

Although the patrol armored vehicles and the main devils in the distance responded quickly, it took about 10 minutes to react.

Such a long time was enough for the guerrilla mortars to fire nearly a hundred shells. Under the control of elite gunners, all of these shells hit the railroad tracks, blowing up the railroad to pieces.

By the 7th minute of the shelling, the devil's cavalry was already in sight, and behind the cavalry were devil armored vehicles and large troops rushing at high speed. At least 500 devils were gathering at high speed.

"Captain, the devil striker is here"

At this time, a member of the team pointed to the devil troops who were only more than 500 meters away from them.

The captain glanced at the devils in front of him, there were sixteen or seventeen-year-old dolls, and middle-aged people in their 40s. This group of devils yelled some incomprehensible words, and rushed towards the position at high speed. There is no cover, and even the running position is rushed straight.

this one? He curled his lips and ordered: "Prepare for mine detonation"

Beside him, several blasters directly pressed the detonators in their hands.

boom···

Three explosions sounded, and immediately, the pre-planted anti-personnel landmines sent the devils directly to the west, where they met their god Amaterasu. Out of more than 100 people, only a few survived.

"withdraw··"

After firing one hundred shells, the captain gave the order without looking back, and then slipped away first.

The guerrilla group of nearly a hundred people disassembled the mortar and carried it to the mules and horses, patted the horses, and slipped away, leaving only traces on the ground.

They are not interested in fighting with the devils here. This is a plain, and the devils have an advantage.

(End of this chapter)