Kimura was a little confused. He raised his gun and observed for a while but didn't wait until the target got up again.
Has the target been killed?
Or are you too scared to show up?
Kimura thinks neither is likely.
If it is the former, then the enemy should react, such as the health workers running towards the wall, or other people picking up rifles and ammunition, etc... Kimura is very aware of the Eighth Route Army's combat habits, and they will not let them go if they are severely lacking in equipment.
Anyone who has the opportunity to pick up the Type 38 rifle and original bullets from his comrades.
But until now, Kimura has not seen anyone coming out from behind that wall carrying a Type 38 rifle.
This means the target is still alive.
As for the latter, if the opponent is too scared to show up, then he is not worthy of being Kimura's opponent.
If it is neither of these, then what is it?
Could it be that he is observing himself secretly?
Kimura suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, a very serious mistake... If he only identified the opponent through his body shape and movements, the opponent might use fake movements to blend in with his comrades.
can you?
Will the opponent be so clever?
He is nothing more than a bad guy!
But recalling the Eighth Route Army's previous tactical actions and the process of sniping and killing two soldiers on the roof, Kimura felt more and more that this was possible.
This made Kimura's scalp numb. Unknowingly, the identities between him and the target had been exchanged. He, the hunter, had become the prey, while the target, who was originally the prey, had hidden in the dark and became the hunter.
Kimura glanced around, thinking that his hiding place might have been discovered by the other party, but he did not dare to change the location easily.
Although Mopan is a good sniper position, its shortcomings are also obvious: it is surrounded by open space without cover, and changing the position will inevitably expose you to the enemy's gunfire.
When Kimura was hesitating whether to take this risk, he suddenly saw a grenade with green smoke falling next to him.
Kimura secretly said something bad and hurriedly rushed to the other side of the millstone...
If it were other people, they might have fled and changed positions at this time, but Kimura knew that he must not do this, because the opponent was probably pointing his rifle at this place, and if he ran out, he would only become a target.
Therefore, Kimura just rushed to the other side of the millstone and used the millstone to block the shock wave and shrapnel of the grenade. He hoped that the round angle of the millstone and the high base of the earth wall in front could block the opponent's sight and shooting angle.
Many things on the battlefield are often like this. Life and death are just a matter of a thought, and one wrong choice can make a difference.
After the "boom" explosion, Kimura thought he had made the right choice, because he was still alive until then.
But the next second he discovered that this was not the case, because before he could get up, a black gun muzzle was pressed against his forehead...
Wang Xuexin jumped to this position when the grenade exploded.
Under normal circumstances, you cannot jump forward after throwing a Type 97 grenade, because as mentioned before, the Japs' Type 97 grenade has a killing radius of eight meters and has more than 50 fragments. You can throw the grenade and jump forward in the same direction at the same time.
It's almost like committing suicide.
But this is just a "general situation", there are special situations such as a millstone.
Wang Xuexin's idea was very similar to Kimura's. He also used a millstone to block the shock wave and shrapnel of the grenade, and then jumped forward from a relatively safe angle.
This does involve taking certain risks, but when are there no risks on the battlefield?
In the end Wang Xuexin won.
Wang Xuexin successfully found the enemy and put a gun to his head.
With a sound of "Bang!", Wang Xuexin pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The bullet penetrated the Japanese soldier's head and shot out a red and white bloody arrow on the other side. The Japanese soldier tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Wang Xuexin's heart was calm. Even though he was still facing blood and death, at this time, he was just paying off his debts as a devil, and he only paid a small sum... Isn't it right to pay back debts?
Wang Xuexin raised his gun and observed the surroundings while carefully moving to the millstone. After confirming that it was temporarily safe, he took off the sniper rifle in the Japs hand and searched for all the ammunition and grenades on his body.
A sniper rifle with a sniper scope looked like a good thing, and Wang Xuexin turned it into his own weapon without hesitation.
The more than thirty rounds of bullets should have been carefully selected because they are particularly well-proportioned... This can only be said to be a feeling. In fact, as long as the bullets are original, the error is very small and the difference is almost invisible to the naked eye.
But after seeing a lot of bullets, you can always feel a slight difference or not much difference between a bunch of bullets in front of you.
Wang Xuexin was very satisfied with the result of this battle, especially that he survived the duel but his opponent turned into a cold corpse... Wang Xuexin didn't want to be the one lying on the ground.
On the other side, Li Yunlong, who was commanding at the regiment headquarters, was dissatisfied:
"Damn it, I've hit the enemy's nest with this, but I can't get a bite out of it right now!"
"What kind of main force is that Hundred Battle Group?"
"I also said that once we cover them into the village, the battle will be almost over, but the result is still like this!"
It's no wonder that Li Yunlong was anxious. The battle had been going on for more than an hour at this time. Seeing that the time agreed by the leader was approaching, the battle was in a stalemate.
A large number of people and troops have gathered at the other end of Xue Ququan Village. If they are not defeated, they may not have time to retreat.
Zhao Gang explained from the side: "The 91st group fought against the main force of the Japanese, which is different from us..."
Li Yunlong replied without thinking: "Then we have to see who has more Japs under his command! If his main force had the same results as ours, the Japs would have been gone long ago! Why wait until now?"
Zhao Gang said nothing.
Li Yunlong's words are really not bragging.
The 91st Regiment was first suppressed by Japanese firepower outside the village. Although the casualties were heavy, the results were not great.
Now the 91st Regiment has entered the village, but it is still very difficult because the Japanese have grenade launchers.
On the other hand, the Independent Regiment used smoke to enter the village and advanced with bullet mines and grenades respectively. It had already killed and wounded three to four hundred Japs. In other words, most of the enemy's casualties were caused by the Independent Regiment.
At this moment, the phone at the regiment headquarters rang.
Li Yunlong hesitated before picking up the phone. He thought it was the chief who came to ask about the situation, so he picked up the phone and replied: "Chief, don't worry, please give me some more time! I promise to complete the task!"
Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Wanhe's voice that rang on the other end of the phone: "So, you, Li Yunlong, don't need my things?"
Li Yunlong's eyes lit up, and he immediately put on a smile and replied: "Don't... don't! I know that Lao Zhang is still reliable at the critical moment! What good stuff can you tell me?"
Zhang Wanhe replied: "It has been sent to you, and it will almost arrive now. But I have to remind you that we do not guarantee the quality, safety, or accuracy..."
"Everything can be done, we are responsible for it ourselves!" Li Yunlong replied comprehensively: "How can the things you Lao Zhang send us be any worse? What kind of relationship do we have? If I can't trust others, I can't trust you Lao Zhang.