Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 123: Military Ranks Cursed by the Devil (please vote for me!)

 The scope of two medium-sized official rifles is the live video lesson of Niu Er and Yang Xiaoshan.

Although Tang Dao gave the two of them a rough direction before leaving, the two of them searched in the scope for more than half an hour before using the rod to make a disguised gun shaft, and finally determined the location where Tang Dao was hiding. If It's not if Tang Dao occasionally moves his muzzle in extremely small amounts.

The two of them understood what Tang Dao had told them before. For a good sniper, accurate shooting is only second, while camouflage and concealment are the first.

 And a sniper like Tang Dao, whose marksmanship is extremely accurate, can also disguise himself so that you don't even know how you died. It is really a nightmare for the enemy.

 But this is not just what a sniper needs.

The two men stared at the muzzles in the ruins without blinking, fearing that even one second of Tang Dao's choice would become their tactical guidance on the battlefield.

 All learning begins with imitation. If they want to have their own characteristics, they will only have the opportunity to develop and develop after they have at least half the strength of Tang Dao.

Tang Dao once again showed the timing of shooting that he once said in front of the two students.

After finding the target, Tang Dao will wait for the moment when the cannon explodes before pulling the trigger.

The rumbling sound of artillery covered up the sound of the "crack" of the 38 gun to a minimum, and there were many similar gunshots on the battlefield. Unless they were standing less than ten meters away from him, no one would know about it. Someone's shooting here.

As for the Japanese army, they basically don’t pay attention to a single detail. Their commanders often fall down at the moment when Chinese mortar shells explode.

As their second lieutenant team leader falls, the Japanese infantry often make a choice to rescue the commander first. As for whether the ballistic trajectory is shot straight into the chest or diagonally through the brain, or the time of being hit, it all depends on the situation. It's not the focus of a group of soldiers.

 On the battlefield, bullets are flying everywhere, as long as they are not shot from behind, it is reasonable.

The only unreasonable thing is that just as their captain thought when his head was buzzing, the Japanese army did not understand why the grassroots commanders who did not dress in any special way were so accurately targeted by Chinese cold-blooded gunners.

Especially when the whole morning's fighting was over and the bodies of five second lieutenants and captains were carried off the battlefield, there was also a lieutenant and squadron leader who was killed alive in the second-line trench.

The 6.5 Tomosaka bullet specially modified by Tang Dao caused almost no injuries, only death.

 Once can be said to be a coincidence, twice can be said to be an accident, but multiple times in a row means that they are really being targeted.

Those who can become second lieutenants are either top students who graduated from the non-commissioned officer academy or were promoted by sergeants with rich combat experience. Losing these grassroots backbones is even more heartbreaking for Jiro Wakiba than losing a major captain.

Perhaps only Tang Dao can tell them why.

The Japanese army's attack was mainly organized at the squad level. The second lieutenant squad leader was basically the most senior commander who appeared on the battlefield. Although in order to avoid being killed by cold shots, the Japanese second lieutenants who had learned a lot had changed into the same uniform as ordinary Japanese soldiers. They had the same military uniforms and no showy suits, but their bad habit of waving and shouting "Onboard!" eventually exposed them.

 In the highly hierarchical Japanese army, not everyone is qualified to wave their hands and point forward.

Tang Dao did not just stay in one place. He knew that the Japanese army was not stupid. When he found that his junior officers were being hunted in large numbers, he would definitely analyze the ballistics and find the direction of the cold gunmen to avoid future risks.

Once they discover that most of the bullets are not fired straight in, they will definitely be alert. Maybe they still won't know where they are hiding, but they will clear the ground with cannonballs, even if they have just a little suspicion.

 So, after harvesting enough, Tang Dao escaped. If Niu Er and Yang Xiaoshan hadn't been staring at Tang Dao, they might have thought it was a corpse.

But they knew that the 'corpse' was alive. Although it moved at an excruciatingly slow speed, it was indeed moving, crawling on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting.

 It’s just that neither the warehouse defenders nor the Japanese army will focus on a ‘corpse’.

 So, it took at least fifteen minutes for the body to be successfully 'moved' to another ruins thirty meters away. No one but two Chinese soldiers knew about it.

Among them, perhaps the Japanese medical team had noticed the corpse of a colleague left in the ruins. As soon as they had the intention to come here, Niu Er, who had been paying close attention to the situation around Tang Dao, fired, and the injured Do the medical soldiers still have the intention to take care of the corpses? I was in so much pain that I was burning with pain.

Before Tang Dao tumbled into the ruins again, Niu Er saw Tang Dao quietly giving a thumbs up.

  The recruit grinned happily, and he understood that it was the encouragement given to him by his superiors, not just the students.

 He can be regarded as fighting side by side with the commander once.

 Wakiitajiro was like a trapped animal, pacing back and forth in the regiment headquarters.

The casualties of ordinary infantrymen are decreasing, but the number of grassroots officers killed is increasing exponentially. What is even more painful is that no matter how his elite subordinates analyze, they cannot find where those fatal bullets came from. Could it be said that from now on, Those lieutenants were not allowed to go to the battlefield, and they all stayed at the wing headquarters and glared at him?

For a whole day, the Japanese commander could only suffer in pain like this, watching the combat effectiveness of his once proud elite subordinates being continuously weakened. More than ten squad captains were killed, including four who were promoted temporarily and had just become squad leaders at noon. , turned into a corpse in the afternoon.

Even in the afternoon, some people began to refuse to be promoted, as if the rank of second lieutenant was cursed by the devil, and death would not be far away if they got it.

Until the evening, everyone in the 36th Infantry Regiment finally breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to end this meaningless, harmful and humiliating battle.

The Japanese army was extremely uncomfortable, but in fact, the Chinese side was not much better either, for some senior officials.

 Sixing Warehouse, unexpectedly, lost contact.

 The inevitable contact that was usually made twice a day did not receive any response throughout the day. The anxious Songhu Theater Command had to turn to a certain celebrity under the old man's command, hoping to use his route to manually contact the inside of the warehouse.

 But unexpectedly, nothing happened.

It is the boss's idea to withdraw the troops. What can be done if the order cannot even be passed on?

 It’s strange that a group of big guys are not as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Not only the Chinese bigwigs were anxious, but the concession authorities and the Japanese Army Dispatch Force Headquarters were also dumbfounded when they received the unexpected news.

 You have taken off your pants, why are you here?

Then the Chinese side must pass the order into the warehouse! Therefore, with the tacit understanding of the three parties, Suzhou River was left undefended.

As night fell, Tang Dao also returned to the warehouse, with the terrifying feat of killing eleven Japanese second lieutenants and above.

But none of this made the army lieutenant colonel's extremely solemn face soften. Instead, he sat at the top of the simple conference table and looked sharply at Tang Dao, who had just returned from the battlefield with a strong murderous aura.

 After a while, he finally asked, "Can you tell me why?"

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