It was getting late, and the soldiers in Sihang Warehouse were somewhat tired after fighting all day.
However, in the darkness, the company platoon commanders bent down and whispered reminders at each shooting position,
"Chief Zhang said upstairs that the Japanese may launch a large-scale night attack. Please pay attention."
Some soldiers murmured curses in the darkness,
"There's something wrong with these little devils. Their sniper rifles just made everyone unable to lift their heads. They don't attack. They don't let people sleep even after dark."
"No smoking allowed on the front lines."
"No noise allowed"
Only then did a young man from the barracks downstairs come up to deliver food.
"Steamed buns with steamed pork, eat slowly, be careful not to burn yourself."
"Thank you for remembering to bring us food."
After a day of getting along, the soldiers of the German Arms Division upstairs gradually became harmonious with the teenagers in the barracks downstairs. They all knew that in addition to fighting, they also had to make helmet mines and even cook for them.
Zhang Sixing, who was on the roof, heard the sound coming from downstairs. He was a little regretful that he could not find Dongchuan Yohei.
As it gets darker, the sniper battle seems to be coming to a halt.
But he kept staring at the gun emplacement of the Japanese Marine Corps, where there were numerous figures, and they were obviously making hurried preparations.
Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the sound of grenades sounded on the Japanese front.
"Careful, grenade."
Zhang Sixing shouted low, and the sniper rifle in his hand quickly left the position of the Japanese artillery team and pointed toward the sky.
"Boom..." There were two sounds, and two flares lit up on the top of the Sihang Warehouse.
Almost at the moment when the flares were lit, machine guns and artillery on the Japanese front opposite fired almost simultaneously.
"puff"
As Zhang Sixing fired, one flare turned into fireworks and dissipated. However, the other flare still illuminated the Sixing Warehouse brightly.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
This was another sniper who had been warned by Zhang Sixing and opened fire, but unfortunately, the illumination bomb still emitted light and illuminated the Sixing Warehouse brightly.
The shells that rushed into the Sihang Warehouse made a dull explosion, and screams could be heard faintly from inside the building amid the smoke.
Just as Zhang Sixing raised his gun to shoot down another flare, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly arose. Zhang Sixing, who often wallowed on the edge of life and death on the battlefield, called it intuition.
Regardless of whether the name was correct or not, Zhang Sixing rolled quickly with his rifle in his arms.
"Bang"
In the dark, at a corner of the Japanese front line, 98k gunshots rang out.
The bullets passed by Zhang Sixing with a dangerous "whoosh" sound, and not only that, but also the sound of a grenade being fired.
"Concealed grenade launcher."
With just enough time to shout, Zhang Sixing dove into the middle of several sandbags.
"Boom boom boom..."
Several grenades exploded nearby, and shrapnel hit the sandbags with a "plop" sound.
Hearing these sounds, Zhang Sixing felt nervous and rubbed his sleeves on the sandbag, revealing his huge luminous watch.
"Half an hour, and I'll let you go crazy for another half hour."
At this time, the flares in the sky gradually dimmed,
"Pay attention to flares, pay attention to the opponent's snipers, pay attention..."
Zhang Sixing shouted and fired at the sniper point where he had just fired.
This is not to hit anyone, but to interfere with the opponent's shooting.
When night comes, it is a dangerous time for snipers. The sound of gunfire can be suppressed by using a silencer, but the muzzle flash that cannot disappear will not disappear no matter what.
Sure enough, the shot fired by Zhang Sixing immediately attracted the concentrated fire of several sniper rifles.
Only excellent snipers can effectively attack at night, because at night they can still use their intuition and the muzzle flash of the opponent's shot to find the target. Once they have found it, they can also effectively observe it at night.
At least before the advent of night vision goggles, most snipers were unable to conduct sniper battles at night.
It rolled again, and several rounds of bullets whizzed by.
It must be said that the shooting training of Japanese army soldiers is much better than that of Chinese army soldiers. Even ordinary Japanese Marine Corps veterans are still somewhat accurate when attacking a target two hundred meters at night.
Zhang Sixing rolled a few times, then rolled back holding the sniper rifle.
As soon as he stopped, the gun was aimed at the position of his student.
Kawaguchi Yohei, who has a lot of concealment, will not easily leave a well-concealed sniper position. This is another shortcoming of his, which may be a fatal flaw especially today.
My eyes were staring through the scope at the location where a 98k gunshot had just been fired.
"Bobo"
Two more soft sounds rang in the sky, and the sound of continuous cannon fire was heard from the artillery position in the distance.
His body remained motionless, and he simply pretended that the shells that were about to fall on the building had not happened at all.
All the energy is concentrated on the position of one's own students.
It was an inconspicuous corner of the building, and only the rifle and half of the man's body could be seen under the flare.
That half-body figure is his student, and he hides it really well.
No, that's not him, he will hide it better.
Lin Chaodong didn't care about the men on the roof chasing after them with sniper rifles and firing flares, nor did he care about the screams they made when they were hit, let alone the shock and faint screams caused by the explosion of eight artillery shells downstairs.
Shout.
If you don't defeat your own students, you can't concentrate on killing the artillery team, and if you don't kill the artillery team, you can't stop the attack.
Indeed, at this time, the Japanese Marine Corps had already launched a night attack, and it was still an attack by 3,000 Marines.
Whenever the flares came on, they crouched underground and waited for the suppressing fire and the explosion of the artillery shells.
After all, it was too close. The cannon was a few hundred meters behind them, and the explosion was less than 100 meters away from them. The fragments of the exploding shell would most likely injure them accidentally.
The fifty-meter attack launch line was not far away. As soon as they got there, three thousand people would rush into that hateful building.
His mind ignored everything, his eyes only stared at the hidden corner of his student through the eight-fold mirror.
That half of the body must be the bait of his student, a dead corpse or simply a dummy wrapped in a camouflage net, and the master of concealment has also used even more extreme methods:
What an excellent guy.
Perhaps because he was his student, Zhang Sixing had no national or family hatred against him at the moment, only the feeling of a duel between masters.
Saw it.
When the flare was about to go out, Zhang Sixing finally saw his student.
The barrel of his gun protruded from the clothes of the corpse outside, allowing the corpse's camouflage net to double-camouflage his gun and scope.
He still couldn't see anyone, but he could roughly determine where Higashikawa Yohei was hiding.
At the moment when the flare was about to go out, Zhang Sixing fired.
At the same time, Higashikawa Yohei was observing the position of his Excellency the principal without moving.
He just shot himself. Of course, he only launched the attack based on the position of the muzzle flash he shot.
The hot shrapnel passed over the edge of the helmet and hit the wall behind. Even so, he remained motionless. He knew that it was just a blind shot by the principal.
Blind shooting based on intuition, no need to aim, no need to search, just a smooth shot based on intuition.
I should really follow the principal and study hard for two or three more years. He is really like a treasure house that can never be fully explored.