Well, that's the principal. He actually used the Type 38 rifle. Only the Type 38 rifle has such a small muzzle flash. It's not easy to see clearly even at night.
This is me... no, this is the appreciation of the weapons manufacturing industry of the Empire of Japan. I originally thought that the principal...
Everyone in the sniper school knew that the principal was Chinese, and they thought that joining the school as a Japanese soldier would be viewed differently by him.
However, what impressed all Japanese students, including Togawa Yangko, was that the principal still trained them strictly.
He is really a man of great wisdom...
Thinking of this, before he could shoot, a sharp pain suddenly appeared on his shoulder:
I, I was hit, I hid it well, I only fired one shot, I...
Darkness flooded Dongchuan Yohei's consciousness like a tide. At the last moment, he finally understood that he was not yet a match for the principal.
I have to say that Higashikawa Yohei is worthy of the title of Master of Concealment, and his concealment methods are almost impeccable.
Almost... there is still a chance of hitting it.
The Type 38's slender bullets hit the target with a fairly stable trajectory with a rotation speed that seems to exceed that of other similar bullets.
However, before hitting Higashikawa Yohei, the bullet first passed through the body he used as bait, and then hit him in the chest.
Zhang Sixing, who was sure he hit the target, immediately turned his gun to the artillery team.
"Ready, Gunner."
For the defenders of Sihang Warehouse, that is the biggest threat.
"Bobo"
Two illumination bombs were raised. Just as the gunners were still congratulating themselves that the illumination bombs had not been extinguished this time, suddenly the muzzle flashes of the guns fired from the roof of the Sihang Warehouse flashed continuously.
Seeing this kind of scene, veterans will drop everything in their hands and crawl into any corner with their heads in their hands.
The stupid recruits didn't understand what this danger was, so they continued their work.
Compared with the army, the Japanese Marine Corps does not lack gunners. What they lack is gunners who can save their lives in complex battlefield environments.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The bullets trailed a faint smoke and penetrated their target's body with an evil mission.
Less than half of the Japanese Marine Corps' artillery team was wiped out almost instantly, and the artillery support for this attack simply stopped.
But at this time, the charging Marines had already reached the launch line of the attack, and they were fifty meters away from the Sihang Warehouse.
"Fifty meters, the Sheepherd Artillery Team... prepare... to shoot..."
To Zhang Sixing's satisfaction, just when the Japanese Marine Corps artillery team misfired, Li Jixian's shout came from downstairs.
Following the shouting, and through the light of the flare, one could clearly see the grenade turning over and heading straight for the heads of the Japanese marines hiding under the flare.
"Boom boom..."
Air-exploded grenades resounded in the sky, and large pieces of shrapnel shone with golden light flying everywhere.
Like leaflets dropped by airplanes, the pieces of shrapnel shine like flying flowers in summer under the light of flares.
But they are not beautiful, they carry a terrifying death.
Screams resounded among the Japanese Marines who were hiding underground. They were rolling and covering their wounds, noisily like ducks in a pond.
"charge……"
An officer picked up the commander and almost instantly received a fatal bullet to his head.
When facing a large number of snipers, the only correct way to command is to hide in a safe corner and shout.
The words he just shouted were interrupted by bullets, and his standing body fell down like a stake.
The soldiers who had not recovered from the blow of the grenade just picked up their guns and charged, but should they execute the interrupted order? Under the pale flares, there were all pairs of confused eyes.
Every second on the battlefield is precious. Veterans who come off the battlefield will often cherish every second for the rest of their lives.
Because I don’t know how many comrades lost their young lives in the next second, and will also lose the rest of their wonderful or not wonderful lives.
Because of a small piece of shrapnel, life can be easily interrupted.
Before the Japanese Marines could stand up and charge, dozens more grenades exploded above their heads, and another cry broke out.
"Gentlemen, go ahead. If you don't, you will be blown up here for nothing."
With a sharp roar, some Japanese Marines jumped up and staggered towards the Sihang Warehouse.
But by this time, the soldiers of the German Arms Division had become accustomed to the Sheepherd Artillery Team's style of play. They even put down their rifles one after another and followed the Sheepherd Artillery Team in throwing grenades.
Although the accuracy may be a bit poor, the distance is closer, but the Eighth-Eight Division left hundreds of boxes of grenades when they retreated, and there is no shortage of these. Especially when one bullet hits a person, and a grenade packed with shrapnel can explode if thrown accurately.
Turn over a bunch of people.
Especially at night, silent grenades are more popular among soldiers. Even if there are more snipers in the Japanese Marine Corps, it is impossible to hit someone who does not shoot.
As soldiers from the German armorer joined, more grenades were thrown from upstairs.
"charge……"
Finally, a Japanese officer who was lucky enough to survive shouted out. Although his head was shot by Zhang Sixing in an instant, he finally shouted out the complete order.
"charge……"
In the last glow of the illumination bombs, scores of Japanese Marines jumped to their feet and joined the charging crowd.
Their wide-open mouths, gold-encrusted teeth, and crooked beards made them look like evil ghosts emerging from hell.
However, the next moment, swarms of grenades fell from above.
Not one piece, but one piece.
In future wars, platoon grenades will be the favorite grenade attack tactic of the people's army that lacks artillery fire. Cluster grenade attacks can deal the heaviest blow to the psychology of enemy personnel.
Thousands of thunderbolts rose in the sky, and dark and scarlet red light replaced the bright bombs, illuminating the entire battlefield.
The Japanese Marines who had just started running were knocked down by the shrapnel blown by the storm.
"Left left, thirty, one or two, vote..."
The observers of the sheepherder artillery team shouted, and the soldiers of the nearby German armorer simply followed the instructions and threw grenades.
At this time, the battle was no longer under Zhang Jixian's command, and the Sheepherd Artillery Team did not need his command at all.
He simply picked up his box cannon, put it on the wooden box as a gun stock as Zhang Sixing ordered, and walked to the wall.
Just choose a shooting port where you can see the Japanese Marines running below, and use the bright light provided by the grenade explosion to shoot out bullets one after another.
There is almost no need to aim, and the crisp "pop" sound sounds almost continuously.
"Brother, good marksmanship..."
The cheers of a second lieutenant of German weaponry came next to him, which was also Li Jixian's mentality.
There was actually joy in the battle, which he couldn't understand no matter what.
That guy is obviously a thief. The muzzle of the gun never sticks out of the shooting port, but only shoots inside the shooting port.
The sound was very loud and the muzzle flash was very bright.
But the Japanese and snipers attacking outside cannot see it.