"Oh? It turns out to be a sniper rifle? I said why is it different from the ordinary Mosinnagan rifle?"

Yao Ziqing stared at the Mosinnagan sniper rifle on Yang Jing's back and shoulders and said, "Sniper rifles are all scarce equipment in our Central Army. I didn't expect that Brother Yang actually has one in his hand. It seems that Brother Yang's identity is not simple."

We are the destiny person selected by the system, of course it is not simple. Forget it, this dog's cheating system is fine, it's better not to mention it.

Everyone has their own secrets. Seeing that Yang Jing had no plans to continue, Yao Ziqing did not ask questions, and paused and continued: "My battalion is missing a powerful sharpshooter, and it will be very troublesome to face Japanese machine gun suppression and grenade launchers.

Now, Brother Yang, you can fill in the gaps.

As long as we cooperate properly in this battle, there may not be no possibility of victory."

"Brother, we must win this battle." Yang Jingruo said meaningfully.

"Yes, we must win!"

As the two of them talked, time passed little by little, and half an hour passed unknowingly.

In the telescope, Yao Ziqing could clearly see the Japanese offensive troops. Looking at the dense crowd, his face slowly became solemn.

At the same time, the Japanese scouts also discovered the defending positions and quickly reported the situation to the leader of the team.

The master immediately ordered the army to stop.

Yao Ziqing slowly lowered the telescope: "The Japanese stopped. I think they should have discovered my defensive position."

"Um."

Yang Jing focused his head and his face became solemn.

This is not the filming of the previous life, and there is no chance to come back if you die.

Before he knew it, his hands holding the gun had already started to sweat.

My heartbeat and breathing also accelerated, causing my whole body to tremble slightly.

Yao Ziqing did not notice this detail, and all his thoughts were placed on the Japanese offensive troops.

In order to observe more carefully, Yao Ziqing quickly moved along the trench to the right for more than 50 meters, and his body lay back on the sandbag stacked in front of the trench. He raised his head slightly, raised his telescope with both hands to observe, and his eyes were directed towards the Japanese army several miles ahead.

Soon, an infantry squadron, about 200 Japanese soldiers rushed towards the defending positions.

Seeing this scene, Yao Ziqing looked at Yang Jing a little more.

The Japanese's intentions were exactly the same as he expected.

He immediately retracted his telescope, turned his head and said to the several messengers beside him, "This is just a tentative attack by the Japanese. He ordered the front-line troops not to expose their firepower in advance, and wait until the enemy is approaching before fighting!"

"yes!"

...

Yang Jing knew that according to the system's urinary nature, even if this task is completed, there will be a next task. He is afraid that he will have to completely compete with the Japanese in his life.

The police officers in the police team are his direct confidants, and these guys are bound to go to the battlefield in the future.

In order to exercise their courage, these idiots were also pulled to the front line by Yang Jing.

Looking at the Japanese attacking troops approaching here quickly, these idiots had already developed the intention to retreat. If it weren't for Yang Jing's cuckold warning and the threat of killing and silence, they would have turned around and fled.

Niu Dazhuang heard footsteps and turned his head to find that it was their captain Yang Jing. He immediately said with a bitter face: "Captain, you have changed; fighting the Japanese is a regular army. There is no need for us to fight to the death here. If this life is gone, nothing will be gone.

Now it’s still time to withdraw, do we want you to assign a wife?”

Yang Jing glared at him fiercely and shouted: "If you dare to disturb the morale of the army again, I will shoot you now!"

Niu Dazhuang was about to cry.

Seeing everyone trembling like sieve, their faces looked as ugly as their parents died. Yang Jing knew that coercing was not a solution, so he changed his tone and said, "Don't worry, our police team does not need to take action in this battle. We just came here to help. If you fight later, you just need to save your life.

Moreover, Battalion Commander Yao said that after the battle, we will pick up the spoils as we can.

Also, what I must tell you is that these Japanese devils have won many battles before, and there are oceans or valuable items in each pocket."

Hearing that he didn't need to do it himself, he could still seize the spoils after the battle, everyone's nervous hearts calmed down a little.

"Okay! You guys stay here. Let's be smarter when fighting later. Don't rub against the Japanese bullets and shells."

After saying that, Yang Jing held his gun and hugged his waist, and walked along the traffic trench towards the front line.

When he arrived at the front line of trenches, Yang Jing picked a more secret sniper position and lay down.

The Japanese have a rich combat experience. About 200 Japanese soldiers were pulling long scattered lines. In Yang Jing's vision, they were basically single Japanese, and there were very few two or three next to each other.

It is even more impossible for a dozen Japanese hedgehogs to gather together in film and television dramas.

In this way, even if the vanguards' vanguards are attacked by fire by defenders, there will be no major casualties.

Behind the Japanese, the artillery soldiers had assembled various field artillery, waiting for the important firepower points of the defenders to be exposed, and they would be hit head-on.

Dozens of soldiers on the front line of the army were all elite soldiers drawn from each company. After receiving the order, they deliberately lowered their heads to avoid them. The guns were loaded, and the grenades were taken out one by one from the ammunition box. The back cover was unscrewed, revealing the fuse inside and placed in the most convenient position in front of them.

In front of the position, more than 200 Japanese soldiers had entered a range of 500 meters, and this distance was already within the blockade of light and heavy machine guns.

So the Japanese went from slow steps to fast running, approaching towards the front line of the defenders, in order to advance to their precise shooting range at the fastest speed, that is, within 200 meters.

Before the Japanese went to the battlefield, they would go through strict military training. Japan's land and resources were very scarce. Coupled with domestic military theory, Japan attached great importance to saving resources and advocated that a bullet eliminated an enemy.

Therefore, the Japanese army's marksmanship in the early and middle periods of the War of Resistance Against Japan were very accurate, and the hit rate of fixed targets about 200 meters away could basically be maintained at more than 80%.

200 meters is the full-scale fire exchange distance chosen by the Japanese, and it is also the most intense distance for the battle.

"Start up, speed up, kill the chicken!"

One of the Japanese lieutenants hid among the attacking crowd and kept urging their subordinates to speed up.

Behind them, two Type 92 heavy machine guns had already begun to roar, providing tactical fire cover for the Japanese offensive troops.

Some hot bullets roared past the soldiers on the front line from time to time.

More bullets hit the trenches, splashing pieces of soil.

Soon, the Japanese attacking troops approached 200 meters, and the defenders still did not move.

Because the Japanese can accurately hit the target 200 meters away, the defenders cannot do it.

They are still waiting!

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Chapter completed!