Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 287 When Wolves Meet Flatheads

Japanese soldier Cao Xiaocun Xiong Yi, who was only 30 meters away from Xilin Temple, raised his head in fear.

Seven or eight rounds of bullets surged from high in the sky, hitting a 15-man squadron that was marching in a small alley and fell to the ground.

They were all veterans. This group of Japanese soldiers quickly determined that the bullets hitting the wall and the ground in front of them were fired diagonally from the sky. Bullets fired from this angle are very scary. Lying on the ground is not safe from being hit by bullets. , it is also very likely to be hit by a ricochet that changes direction by hitting the wall.

However, the damn Chinese alley is too narrow, and there is no place to hide around, unless they stand against the wall and become a mural.

Don't tell me, after discovering that an unlucky companion was not directly shot by the Chinese, but hit by a ricochet, some Japanese soldiers actually did this.

He jumped up from his prone state, clung to the wall, and moved forward slowly. It is not clear whether he was silently chanting "Amaterasu" for blessing or "can't see me" or "can't hit me". .

Anyway, after the unforgettable hide-and-seek battle in the alleys of Chinese residential areas in the early morning, the Japanese infantry no longer shouted "Long Live the Emperor". His Majesty, who is far away on the island, really can't control those hiding in the streets. It has become the consensus of all Japanese officers and soldiers to attack the Chinese in every corner.

And let’s do it! In order to encourage themselves, those unlucky children who like to shout "Long live the Emperor" and then rush in, often because their voices expose the target, may be thrown a grenade by the Chinese who they cannot see.

Those who shout in this environment are idiots. Not to mention that ordinary Japanese soldiers have learned to keep their mouths shut. Even Komura Xiong, who needs to issue military orders, is using hand gestures to remind his subordinates to leave this dangerous area as soon as possible.

If a Chinese fires a gun, there may be a Chinese nearby throwing a grenade.

Perhaps, the only thing that makes this Japanese squad feel lucky is that the opponent's marksmanship is bad enough. At least twenty rounds of bullets were fired, but only one person was injured by the ricochet, and the injury was neither an arm nor a leg, so there was no problem in moving. .

"Zha Ni Liang Bi, what kind of crappy gun is this? How do you adjust the crosshair?" The crow on the top of the pagoda yelled angrily.

Typical of cunts complaining about the toilet, Crow is still a crow in the world. At least his marksmanship has not become stronger just because he participated in two melees.

Is my Uncle Crow a scumbag?

The bald young man, whose forehead was burned by the bullet shells, watched from the hole in the tower wall as a large number of Japanese soldiers jumped out of the alley without any damage, carrying guns. They were all strong and agile, and there were no wounded. Can be jaw-dropping.

In fact, it doesn't matter if he misses the shot. After all, there are houses blocking the way across the street.

In other words, the contrast between this fruitless ending and the heroic image of a shirtless man holding a gun and flying bullets in an instant is too great.

This is why I am afraid of comparison in everything.

Crow Crow was not defeated by his poor shooting skills. After scolding the bad gun, he quickly returned the empty magazine and threw it to Xia Dayu: "Don't be dazed, load the bullets for me. As long as the bullets are not used up, I will always kill a few people." The devil showed it to you."

This seems to make sense.

No matter what the blind cat is, it will not starve to death, right? As long as you don't want to sleep at night, you will always catch a few dead mice.

It's a pity that the Japanese army is not a dead rat. They were very smart, and after judging the direction of the ballistics, they all hid themselves very well.

Even though Crow kept yelling angrily, the Czech light machine gun in his hand was still the same, emptying three magazines and 60 bullets, and the Japanese soldier still missed a single hit.

Moreover, through careful observation, Xiaomura Xiongyi finally found that the specific location where the bullet was fired turned out to be the top floor of the tall Buddhist pagoda in a straight line distance.

The Chinese's marksmanship is terrible! The Japanese team, which was hit with dozens of bullets but only one colleague was injured by a ricochet, finally came to this conclusion.

The Japanese veterans were very courageous. After discovering that although their opponents were in a commanding position and were very good at shooting, they were not good at shooting, several Japanese soldiers climbed up to the unburned attic and quietly shot at the top of the tower.

Their marksmanship is very good. Let alone just tens of meters, even if the distance is extended seven to eight times, they can almost guarantee a hit rate of more than 80%.

If the outer layer of the pagoda was not entirely made of bluestone quarried from the mountains, which ensures the strength of the pagoda, and the crows were hiding in the pagoda and shooting with holes specially dug in the bluestone, I am afraid that five consecutive Six shots of sharp-pointed bullets around a bowl-sized hole wouldn't give the Crow the chance to make long bursts of shots.

Xiaocun Xiongyi's team was the closest to Xilin Temple, and was shot by a machine gun when Crow tried to attack it, but it didn't mean that the other Japanese search teams couldn't hear the gunshots.

Like a swarm of sharks that smelled blood, two Japanese search teams about two hundred meters away followed the sound.

"Uncle Crow, there are Japs coming over there too." Xia Dayu, who saw all this from the hole, reminded the Crow with anxiety, who was still competing with this group of Japanese troops.

The pagoda, which is equivalent to an aerial watchtower, provides Crow with a 360-degree attack surface with no blind spots. No matter which side the Japanese attack from, he has sufficient shooting angles and boundaries.

So, if we can't beat this wave of rabbits, we'll try another wave, just in case we hit a lame rabbit!

Crow, whose mentality had not yet been shattered by his poor marksmanship, quickly turned his gun and fired another burst of shots at the Japanese troops who followed the sound.

Five magazines, one hundred rounds of bullets, were all poured out in the crow's roar.

In vain, the crow's good luck, which killed four Japanese soldiers and burned a Type 94 armored vehicle, seemed to have been used up.

In the eager anticipation of the bald boy, the Japanese soldiers approached timidly.

But no one became the crow's victory.

This is too painful.

The brows of the two people, one big and one small, were twisted.

However, it was not only the two Chinese people on the pagoda who were in pain.

The Japanese soldiers who were not killed or disabled by the Chinese were not happy either.

They had to make the right judgment and then make a difficult choice.

The light machine gunner on the pagoda had such a bad shooting skill that they could not believe it.

But, why?

Why did he dare to attack them so blatantly when his shooting skill was so bad?

Abnormal things are demons!

The battle in the morning is still fresh in my memory. The Chinese were even cunning enough to sneak into the house you just searched and shoot you in the back.

Don’t look at the Chinese light machine gunner’s poor shooting skills. It is an insult to soldiers all over the world to say that he is a soldier. But what if he did it on purpose? Maybe his shooting skills are actually very accurate. He is just bad because he feels that the position he and others are in is not enough for him to kill a lot of people.

Also, maybe there are still a lot of Chinese hiding in the house or ruins under the pagoda. What if they wait for them to go in and then fight another battle like the one in the morning?

Both possibilities exist.

However, the Japanese army still had to make a choice. Their purpose of entering the ruins that were still smoking was to search for the remaining enemies and clear the obstacles for the army to enter.

It was their mission to wipe out the Chinese who were entrenched here.

But, they couldn’t lose their lives in vain, right? Therefore, three Japanese squads of 45 people stayed 30 meters away from Xilin Temple.

Although the three squads that surrounded Xilin Temple did not belong to the same infantry squad, as they got closer, they heard the familiar sound of the Type 38 rifle and the Taisho 11 machine guns firing back, and they knew the existence of the other side and contacted each other.

Finally, after the three sergeants discussed, in order not to waste the blood of the Imperial Army warriors in vain, they had to ask for help from the Japanese captain who led the team.

Such a decision, I am afraid that not only their top boss, Major General Kunisaki, would spit out a mouthful of blood and curse: Nima coin!

Even crows would be dumbfounded when they heard it, am I so great?

1 vs. 45, it was the Japanese who gave up in the end.

Of course, the reasons for the three Japanese sergeants to decide to ask for help were actually very sufficient. Not only did the temple under the pagoda still smoke, which gave people a sense of insecurity, but they only had light weapons and could not do anything with the Chinese gunman who stayed on the top of the pagoda with poor shooting skills.

Facts have proven that rifle and light machine gun bullets can't penetrate the bluestone tower wall. Three teams fired more than 300 bullets with dozens of rifles and three light machine guns, causing visible stone chips to fly on the top of the pagoda. Unfortunately, except for a few more spots, the stone is still the same stone, and the Chinese gunners' shooting skills are still so poor.

Because he is still fighting back vigorously.

As for the grenade launcher? I have tried it, unless you can throw the grenade into the holes that are only as big as a bowl, otherwise, it will be useless to throw it up, and it will still roll down and explode. Its power is at most equivalent to a big firecracker.

The Chinese will rely on the terrain!

Looking through the window gap at the Japanese infantry on the top of the pagoda that were shooting bullets from time to time, my balls were swollen.

It felt like a hungry wolf pack encountering a flat-headed brother, and I haven't done anything yet! The flat-headed brother is relentless and attacks the wolf pack.

Is this considered courting death? But after such a competition, I found that the silly flat-headed brother's thick skin was not only difficult to bite, but also the sharp claws and fangs in his mouth could scratch your face and make it bleed at any time.

Although he didn't scratch, the grinning face and the attitude of "welcome to play" made the wolf sick to death...

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