Could it be that the whole hour and the firepower of nearly two thousand people were just to establish an artillery position?
However, it was not safe to do so. With the trick of making holes with buckets, there were shooting holes high and low on the wall of the entire building.
It was originally intended for soldiers to quickly switch shooting positions, but now it has become an extremely dangerous existence.
Especially the lower shooting holes. At this moment, a few bullets flew in there from time to time and hit the ceiling on the top of the building.
The dense bullets fell from the roof together with the broken cement, hitting the soldiers' helmets below in the choking dust and making a "ding-dang-dang" sound.
For an entire hour, fire suppression was carried out. The fire net, mainly composed of grenade launchers and machine guns, tightly covered every hole in the four rows of warehouse walls that could be used for shooting and observation.
Not only were there machine guns and grenade launchers, but even the infantry were organized, and groups of several people fought to keep the firepower of the attack constant.
After all, the people in the building were still protected by the thick cement walls. Even if the Japanese firepower was denser, they could successfully dodge the bullets as long as they were careful.
However, for the ten snipers and Zhang Sixing deployed on the roof, the situation became increasingly critical.
Even though they were wearing nets, there were various strips and pieces of cloth found on the nets.
But during this attack, the grenade launchers of the Japanese Marine Corps received orders to use one or two detachments of grenade launchers to cover fire once a sniper was discovered, in an effort to eliminate or drive away those pesky guys.
It can be seen that the Japanese received too much attention from snipers in the previous attack.
The only regret in Zhang Sixing's heart at this moment was that these soldiers spoke too little and taught them too quickly.
But what can be done? Just these soldiers with shooting talents, if they are left in his hands for less than three months, they can make the enemies who encounter them sigh, God is on the side of the snipers.
pity……
The sound of the grenade breaking through the air suddenly came, and Zhang Sixing rolled to avoid it.
Explosion... Explosion... Explosion again...
The rooftop is simply not a place for people to stay.
Almost every second, a grenade bomb explodes on the roof.
This kind of small artillery shells are not very powerful and are mainly anti-personnel shells, which makes it difficult for the sharpshooters on the roof to move.
I'm Fuck, Fuck...
When the grenade shells fell, Zhang Sixing made three somersaults in succession in the traffic trench with three layers of sandbags.
But three consecutive grenade shells landed behind him as if they had eyes.
"Boom boom boom"
There were three explosions in a row, powerful shock waves shook his body, and flying shrapnel chased him.
After somersaulting over the three-layer sandbag wall, Zhang Sixing lay there breathing in the smoke-filled air that burned and irritated the airways.
I sighed in my heart that being a soldier is not a good profession. Soldiers in all countries around the world that recruit professional soldiers have this awareness.
They may not like war, but they must be dedicated, so they must like fighting and work hard every moment to improve their fighting skills and defeat their opponents every moment.
From this perspective, Patton, Rommel, and Manstein were all good soldiers, but soldiers with too much of a politician's temperament may be very successful, but they are definitely not pure soldiers.
Just like the NBA, players can't just like the green dollars but have no interest in basketball itself. That's called having no professional ethics.
Therefore, one must love fighting. As for killing others in battle, for Zhang Sixing, it is like defeating his opponent on the basketball court.
He had just successfully killed the first and second shooters of a "Pheasant Neck" heavy machine gun. This would significantly reduce the accuracy of the machine gun and make the actions of other precision shooters on the roof safer.
This made him very excited. He reached out to touch the smoke. He could feel someone beside him, who seemed to be dodging the grenade shells like him. He reached out and patted the person's leg.
"Haha, it's so dangerous... Come and have a cigarette, brother."
However, the man remained motionless, tilting his head and looking blankly at something with his lifeless eyes under the M35 helmet.
The silent Tanshou closed the soldier's eyes. Another important indicator in war is luck.
There is no sadness in my heart. Facing every flying bullet or shell on the battlefield, no one can guarantee that they will survive. As professional soldiers, this is also a risk they must face.
In addition, if you stay on the battlefield for a long time, death will become just a part of life, like brushing your teeth.
He lit the cigarette, took a big drag, and exhaled the smoke from his mouth in a long breath.
It's not that he's not afraid of death, it's just that the fear, nervousness, and excitement when facing death are like dancing on the tip of a needle, which he can't experience in daily life.
How many of the ten precision shooters on the roof are left?
With this question in mind, Zhang Sixing didn't need to look around, he could hear it just from the sound of gunfire.
If we include the one who fell in the bunker, there will be four fewer precision shooters on the roof.
Damn it, when did the Japanese start to be so generous, preparing an hour of firepower just for a few artillery forts?
Could it be...
Turning around to look at the water tower on the roof, there hung the body of a precision shooter covered in a net.
Fool……
It's a pity that I don't have time to teach them well, nine strikes and one hide, in such a conspicuous place...
But now Zhang Sixing had to go there because he had a terrible guess that the Japanese army might be approaching quietly from somewhere.
Otherwise, such fierce and long-term suppression of firepower would be just to build a few strong cannon fortresses.
It is true that they are only the gunner's forts, which protect the gunners from the sharpshooters upstairs and suppress the firepower of the building to the maximum extent.
But just to get the artillery in position... No, the Japanese weren't that simple.
So where is their real conspiracy?
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Zhang Sixing tried his best to stay close to the ground, not to avoid bullets, but to avoid grenades that exploded on the roof of the building from time to time.
"boom"
The grenade ammunition that exploded ten meters away was not very powerful, but its roaring shrapnel still penetrated Zhang Sixing's airborne suit and opened a small, not deep hole in his skin.
Hate.
This kind of injury, which is not even considered a minor injury, is the most annoying, and you have to suffer it several times after every battle. When the environment is harsh, such unnoticed small wounds may become infected.
On the battlefield with rumbling artillery fire, Zhang Sixing crawled towards the water tower. As far as he knew, there were observers originally arranged there, but if the sharpshooters went up, the two of them might...
The sharpshooter hanging there upside down, the blood on his body had not yet solidified, and was dripping downwards.
No other people were seen.
The question now is how he can go up easily without being hit by machine guns or grenade launchers.
Looking up at the water tower, which is about three meters high, Zhang Sixing supported the helmet and thought about it.
No matter what, I have to find a way to get up, otherwise I don't know what the little devil is doing, which is a troublesome thing.