It can be seen in the eight-fold mirror that the grenade hand fell down the moment it was fired. The ammunition in the grenade fell nearby, killing the grenade hand and injuring several others.
"boom……"
This is an attack launched by the two Type 92-type infantry guns deployed on the fifth floor.
As Hansen Raul said, if you just shoot directly, it doesn't take much training to master it.
The artillery squad consisting of eighty-eight soldiers was obviously under strict orders. They moved the gun position every time they fired a gun. Anyway, at that time, Hansen Raul made holes that were almost as high as the gun body, and they were only holes the size of basketballs.
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Therefore, direct firepower was almost useless against the counterattacks of the two Type 92-type infantry guns, as all of them would be completely blocked by the artillery shields and walls.
Holding a four-line note written to him in his hand, Xie Jinyuan also felt worried.
Although the two mortar squads on the roof were protected by sandbags, the Japanese did not dare to use heavy artillery to fight back because of the gas tanks in the concession. However, grenadiers, small direct-fire weapons that the Japanese equipped in large quantities, caused them a lot of damage.
casualties.
At the same time, the machine gun company placed on the roof suffered heavy losses. Not only did several shooters die, but even several machine guns were damaged.
But based on what was written on the four-line note, it was really unbelievable.
For example, in the layout of the machine gun, a sandbag bunker is placed on the cart. The machine gun is pushed to the firing port as needed and dragged back after a few minutes to move the position. In this way, one machine gun needs to be equipped with two riders.
It's right to think about it. The machine gun is so heavy that it can't be moved from time to time. But if it doesn't move, it will be a target for the grenade. When the Chinese army attacks from the front, the machine gun position often cannot hit half a box of bullets, and it will be hit very accurately.
The grenade is destroyed.
As for the mortars, they were also placed on the fifth floor, and indirect fire was carried out through a hole slightly wider than the muzzle on the roof. The advantage of this was that the Japanese could not see it, and no matter whether it was direct fire or indirect fire, it was useless.
Xie Jinyuan knows this method, but he can't guarantee that anyone under his command will actually know it. I'm afraid he has to ask Hansen Raul or Zhang Sixing for advice.
"boom"
The roof of the building shook and a large hole appeared, filled with water mist. Then someone put up a ladder and ran to the roof to get the machine guns. It was hoped that the machine gun company's machine guns could be repaired before the battle ended.
Regardless of these other difficulties, as the enemy's artillery fire weakened, Xie Jinyuan pulled Yang Ruifu and shouted,
"Go, gather the best shooters in the camp to the fifth floor. Don't let them die at the window. There will be five at a time on the top of the building."
He glanced at the slips of paper in his hand again, and saw five at a time.
What the hell does five people care about, even if the gun is more accurate, so what?
Soon a group of about twenty soldiers bent down and walked through the dusty battlefield. There was a ladder standing upright, and a bunker was built with sandbags at the bottom of the ladder.
"Each person has two supplies of ammunition, in groups of five. Go up and listen to the command in cloth strips."
"yes"
These people are the real elite of the German weapon masters, but the old German instructor has never cared much about shooting accuracy. Most of the soldiers who can appear here are soldiers who are naturally good with guns.
With his pockets full of ammunition, the soldier climbed up the ladder.
The head wearing a steel helmet was quietly revealed with only the eyes exposed. No one alive was seen on the roof, only the explosions of grenades falling from time to time.
I'm a little worried in my heart. The firepower of the little devil is too fierce. Even the people on the roof can't stay?
I didn't dare to squat when I got to the top of the building, I only dared to crawl forward.
After climbing a few meters, I finally saw the so-called "cloth strip outfit".
He had just fired, but there was no sound. He held the extra-long rifle and rolled it repeatedly on the roof. Then he went to the next shooting position, and after a brief inspection, he fired again.
There was still no gunfire, but this was not the time to figure out these things, so he shouted,
"Sir, sir"
Hearing someone shouting, Zhang Sixing twisted his body and crawled over while lying on the ground. There was a lot of dust on the roof covered with cloth.
"Tell the people behind you to keep your head open and fire a shot, then change your shooting position. The targets are officers, gunners, machine gunners, and orderlies. Don't hit ordinary soldiers. Also, don't get up. Climb whenever you can."
None of the veterans were stupid, and they understood what Zhang Sixing meant in a blink of an eye. They obediently crouched beside the ladder, and when someone came up, they explained what Zhang Sixing had said.
As the outstanding shooters took their positions, a formal and clear "pop" sounded from the top of the building.
On the Japanese Marine Corps side, the more grenade launchers, machine gunners, and commanders were knocked out, the more angry they became.
As gunfire rang out from the rooftop, the commander of the grenade launcher, Commander Cao, ordered,
"There are sharpshooters on the roof, open fire."
Following his order, many grenade launchers fired at the place on the roof of the building where they had just fired.
From a distance, one could clearly see a series of grenades exploding on the roof of the building, raising some dust. However, at this moment, two more shots were fired from the roof.
Commander Cao and the grenadier fell down almost at the same time. Compared with the rifle, the rate of fire of the grenade was garbage. In other words, the sniper was the nemesis of the grenade.
After the elite shooter suppressed the grenade, Zhang Sixing finally had the opportunity to attack the artillery on the side of the enemy building.
To destroy a gun, it is not enough to kill the commander and gunner.
The Type 92-type infantry gun is a simple weapon that a Japanese infantryman who is not too stupid can use with a little training.
Therefore, the target he aimed at was the sight behind the gun mantlet. It's not that the Japanese couldn't make such precision parts, but one gun only had an optical sight.
At worst, when the bullet passes through the mantlet observation port, it can kill the aiming hand. No matter which result, the accuracy of the artillery attack will inevitably decrease.
Following the divisions in the eight-power scope, the black shadow behind the gun mantlet and the faint light of the optical sight were firmly locked.
Hold your breath... then slowly let it out from your mouth... just waiting to shoot.
The muzzle of the Type 92-type infantry gun that was aimed at it fiercely spat out a mouthful of muzzle flash that smelled of gunpowder smoke like a drunkard.
Just a few dozen meters away, a machine gun downstairs suddenly stopped roaring.
What the fuck... I cursed fiercely in my heart and used the sniper's reticle to capture the observation hole on the cannon's mantlet.
Concentrating his mind, all the sounds and movements on the battlefield were forgotten, and he seemed to be the only one in the world.
The observation opening is very thin, no more than five centimeters, which is not too small at a distance of tens of meters. However, it is not easy to aim and make the bullet pass through.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a strip of cloth on his arm, hanging in the air and swaying in the wind.
It seemed like disorderly shaking, but in the hands of the sniper, rapid calculations were being made almost every second. Finally, the wind seemed to stop, and the held breath was slowly exhaled.
The strip of cloth was blown in one direction so violently that the aim shifted so slightly that it was almost impossible to tell.
"puff"
The Type 38 rifle silently sprayed out a round of bullets, and the rapidly rotating warhead flew across the battlefield with chaotic bullet marks.