We are all sharpshooters, and every bullet kills an enemy. I believe many people can sing this guerrilla song. In fact, in actual combat, it is not easy to kill an enemy with one bullet.
According to statistics, an average of 25,000 bullets were needed to kill a soldier during World War II. An average of 200,000 bullets were needed to kill a soldier during the Vietnam War. The Iraq War required 100,000 bullets. Even a sniper known as a sharpshooter could kill a soldier.
It also takes 1.3 rounds to kill an enemy.
How many rounds of bullets were needed to kill a soldier in World War I? Due to the backwardness of statistical methods, there is no detailed data, but it is not too many to think about. It must be between ten and twenty thousand rounds, even in the first week of the Battle of the Somme.
To achieve such efficiency, it is estimated that one or two thousand rounds are needed.
Compared with rifles, pistols are less efficient in killing people. In American movies and TV shows, one M1911 is used to shoot one person. That is an exaggeration. In actual combat, the efficiency of pistols is extremely low. There was a Chinese who was shot eight times by a Type 64 pistol and was still alive and kicking.
For example, on the battlefield in Iraq, someone was shot 25 times and did not die.
If you want to kill someone with one shot, you have to hit a vital part. But Bastian obviously does not have such ability.
Just when the two German soldiers turned around, Bastian fired three shots, knocking down one German and then being stabbed to death by another German.
Bastian felt very strange when he was stabbed to the ground. He could not feel the pain in his abdomen, although the blood gushing out from the bayonet showed that he was indeed injured. The German looked ferocious and howled crazily, trying to pull out the bayonet.
, and then continued to stab, Bastian firmly grasped the barrel of the 98a gun in the opponent's hand, preventing the opponent from drawing the bayonet.
Bastian knew very well that if the Germans pulled out the bayonet and Bastian did not receive timely rescue, Bastian would die within a minute, silently and without any value.
So Bastian used all his strength to grab the barrel of the gun and prevent the Germans from taking it away.
Suddenly, Bastian seemed to see the vineyards of his hometown in Bordeaux, as if he saw his mother who died young smiling at him, as if he saw his lovely son and daughter.
Anne Bastian murmured to himself that that was his wife's name.
Just when he was about to fall into a trance, Bastian heard a loud shout, and then saw a figure passing by him. By the way, he chopped down the German in front of him with a shovel, and then walked along the trench.
Move forward and be invincible.
The reinforcements finally arrived. Bastian was even a little blurry. He felt someone shouting his name loudly, someone cut his clothes with a knife, and then pulled out the bayonet on his belly, and then someone started to open his belly.
So cold
Misty and confused, Bastian looked up to the sky, as if he saw a golden avenue. At the end of the avenue was his mother, and his father waved to him cordially.
Just when Bastian wanted to go over, he felt someone pinching his nose hard, and then someone shouted his name forcefully.
Bastian looked hard and saw Qin Zhiyuan's calm and focused face.
It's good to be alive
Chen Kangjian led the first team to the left, Lao Ge led the second team to the right, and the eldest brother led the third team to snipe on the spot and drive the Germans out of the trenches. Qin Zhiyuan was busy with his hands and was still issuing combat orders.
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After undergoing training since Weihai, Chen Kangjian and others have become accustomed to using language that is as concise as possible.
Lao Gao, keep calling Bastian's name and don't let him sleep. Don't stop until he's dead. Qin Zhiyuan continues to issue orders. He has finished checking the wounds on Bastian's abdomen. God bless, although the knife
The injury was deep, but no internal organs were injured.
Hi Bastian woke up leisurely and showed a smile with difficulty.
Man, you are so lucky, you know. Although you were stabbed in the stomach, your intestines were not broken. You only need a simple suture and you will be healed. You are such a lucky guy. Qin Zhiyuan took off the waistband
Kettle, help Bastian rinse the wound, and then start suturing.
Should I say thank you now? I still have to be polite at this time. Bastian has transcended life and death and reached the state of perfect bliss.
You should think about how to get two bottles of good wine, and then treat me to a nice drink. In two or three sentences, Qin Zhiyuan had finished sewing up his intestines, and then started sewing up his stomach.
I'll get you 20 bottles of the best wine, produced in Bordeaux. Cough, cough, cough. Bastian coughed violently for a while, but still managed to say a few words: Quality Guaranteed.
Okay, okay, I'll treat you to a drink when I have the chance, Moutai Wuliangye Jiannanchun, have you heard of it? Or Nervhong and Zhuangyuanhong. Do you know this kind of wine? When you have a woman, you bury the wine in the yard.
Under the grape trellis in the house, when the daughter gets married, she will dig it out and drink it. This is where her daughter Hong Qin Zhiyuan keeps talking to keep Bastian's attention. Now is the most dangerous time.
Yes, that's really good. I must drink two bottles, no, three bottles. The beautiful and poetic tradition makes Bastian yearn for it. The French just can't stand it.
Of course, of course, I will get you a bathtub and let you sleep in it. Qin Zhiyuan tied the last knot, and then showed a smile to Bastian: Well, your life is saved.
Perhaps because his yearning for his daughter Hong transcended heaven, Bastian regained some energy and actually raised his head and glanced at the bandage on his abdomen, and then his eyes turned red: Thank you, Qin, please forgive me, I don’t know what to use.
The language expresses my mood at this moment.
Qin Zhiyuan looked up at the trenches on both sides. The battle was coming to an end. The Germans found that the French had reinforcements. They had lost the will to fight to the death and were retreating like a tide: "Then don't say anything. You have a good rest now. I will continue."
Keep working, please forgive me for being rude.
Qin Zhiyuan had been prepared, so he brought four workers with some medical skills, 130 armed Chinese workers, and 180 auxiliary personnel. In addition to those who stayed in Kapi, the Chinese workers came out in full force.
The Germans still had no experience in trench warfare. They did not have much equipment and hand grenades. They only used the 98a rifle with a bayonet and a length of nearly 1.5 meters. This was a big disadvantage in trench warfare. Once the Chinese workers with martial arts skills took over
In the battle, the Chinese workers showed superior combat effectiveness. The shovel became the best weapon, and supplemented by the 10-round Mauser pistol, the Chinese workers had the advantage.
It didn't take long for the wounded to gather in the tunnel, and the dead soldiers were left on the battlefield with no time to care. Qin Zhiyuan also knew the general situation.
Yesterday at noon, Bastian led a battalion of French troops to come up for reinforcements. After fighting for a day and a night, more than 70% of the soldiers were injured and killed. All the officers below Bastian were killed and wounded. Only one officer, a medic, was left in the entire battalion.
Less than a hundred soldiers.
If it weren't for Qin Zhiyuan and others' timely reinforcements, this small group of people would have been wiped out.
