From the moment the figure of the first Japanese soldier jumped out, Lin Hao's finger was already ready to pull the trigger.
But, he held it back forcibly. He was betting on human nature, the Japanese people's humanity.
As Liu Tuanzuo once said, if you want to be a good sniper, you must not only observe the environment and terrain, but more importantly, you must learn to know what your enemy is thinking.
As a veteran, the Japanese soldier would never expose himself to danger easily. When the Japanese army test-fired two grenades in succession and both exploded ten meters away from him, Lin Hao knew that he had made the right bet.
Such a loose grenade shooting level is definitely not the level of that veteran grenade shooter.
The prey has not appeared yet.
Therefore, the Japanese grenadier who had exhausted all his traps died.
In order to eliminate this biggest threat to the top of the mountain, Lin Hao took the risk and fired two shots to kill him completely. Then he held the gun, jumped out of the bunker, and got into a bush three or four meters away from the position on the top of the mountain.
It is a very dangerous position. Not only the Japanese infantry can shoot, but also machine guns can shoot. However, it is the most effective position to avoid grenades. Instead of waiting to be killed by grenades, it is better to take a gamble.
Sure enough, in the next second, the position where Lin Hao had been was shrouded in gunpowder smoke. The Japanese deputy shooter fired three rounds of grenades in retaliation, blowing up the surrounding ten square meters and sending rocks, branches and leaves flying everywhere.
The Japanese machine gunners and infantrymen looked at the Chinese soldier who jumped out of the bunker. Naturally, they were not polite. The crazy bullets beat the bushes here like a violent storm.
"Mouse, mouse, how are you?" The old monkey who witnessed all this couldn't help shouting, "Damn, potato, fight with the little devil, shoot, shoot."
The two Chinese soldiers fired desperately down the mountain. The old monkey even bent his body on the fortifications, not caring that the machine gun bullets on the opposite side were sending smoke rising all around. The one closest to him was not even half a meter away.
The 71-round drum magazine that had just been loaded was completely empty within ten seconds, successfully knocking down the Japanese soldiers who were shooting on the hillside again.
There was a familiar gunshot.
One of the Japanese machine guns that was firing fiercely suddenly went out.
The precision shooter who had eliminated the biggest threat showed his existence with his record. The crooked machine gun shooter with a machine gun mount over 30 centimeters really raised his chest too high.
"The rat is fine, Tudou, hold on tight for me and help the rat return to his position." The old monkey roared at the new recruits while desperately loading bullets into the drum.
For at least half a minute, he would not be able to fire again. The two spare drums he carried had been emptied. In this half minute, not only was Lin Hao still in danger among the rocks and grass below the position, but he was also the most dangerous person in the entire position.
when.
Tudou didn't answer, but the continuous gunfire answered for him.
Fortunately, the independent regiment equipped the infantry with semi-automatic rifles. The rate of fire of ten bullets in ten seconds is much higher than that of single-shot rifles such as Type 38 and Hanyang-made rifles.
Otherwise, the Japanese army might have already captured the position on the top of the mountain.
However, that was it. As the firepower of the position on the top of the mountain suddenly weakened, the Japanese army fought back while desperately climbing up. The closest Japanese army to the position was no more than 30 meters away.
Lin Hao's gun fired again, and another Japanese machine gunner fell to the ground, but what followed was a hail of bullets hitting his hiding place. Whether it was the deputy shooter who took over the machine gun from the dead shooter,
, or the last two grenade launchers, both fired and bombarded Lin Hao's position desperately.
They were not only out for revenge, but also to save their lives. With this cold-blooded gunman with accurate marksmanship, they might lose their lives just like their companions.
But this time, Lin Hao didn't move.
It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he can't move.
There was blood all over his body.
Although he jumped out of the bunker before the grenade exploded, only Lin Hao knew that although the Japanese assistant shooter was worse, he was not a fool after all, and his third grenade was not in vain.
A piece of grenade shrapnel was embedded in his back.
But this was not the main injury that caused him to lose the ability to maneuver. What really made him sit here was a bloody hole in his thigh. It was a masterpiece of the Japanese machine gun. The caliber of the 6.5mm bullet was not large, but the damage was full.
Full.
The scariest thing about a wound as big as the mouth of a shot glass is not the excruciating pain and loss of mobility. Instantaneous massive blood loss can quickly take away a person's life.
The grenade exploded six or seven meters away, and the hail of bullets sent rubble flying around. After firing one shot, Lin Hao was forced to huddle behind the temporary bunker. He tore his pants, tied his thighs tightly, and tied them tightly.
First aid kit, shook his head, which was dizzy due to the sudden massive blood loss, and tried his best to look down the mountain.
Only Tudou's semi-automatic rifle was firing on the position. Although squad leader Houhou's submachine gun had fierce firepower, the reloading after emptying the spare drum caused a firepower vacuum. The Japanese army was getting closer and closer to the position. Even Lin Hao could see it.
Look at the ferocious brows under his helmet.
The three light machine guns of the Japanese army are still roaring, and the two grenade launchers are still firing. Although they are being restrained by themselves now, once the Japanese army approaches 20 meters, they will suppress the position with all their strength.
If the bullets did not miss, they could only kill ten people at most. Once the remaining seven or eight Japanese soldiers rushed to the position, everyone would die.
This battle is destined to require sacrifices!
Lin Hao's eyes flashed with determination.
"Squad leader, remember to record it for me and see how many I can kill." Lin Hao roared, placed the gun on the stone, and aimed his eyes at the scope.
When three machine guns fired wildly at his fighting position, this precise marksman who had always lurked and fired cold shots chose to confront them head-on, facing the three machine guns.
There was no time, he didn't have the time or the strength to rely on the passage of time to snipe them one by one.
What he can do now is to see who kills whom first. Will he be hit by a machine gun bullet first, or will he blow the enemy's head off with a single shot?
Just like the duel between ancient European knights, if death is inevitable, then you have to die on the way to charge.
At that moment, the precise shooter seemed to have forgotten the bullets flying by his ears. A bullet even passed by his temples, and the smell of burnt hair came to his nose. He just looked at the sight and pointed the Japanese machine gunner
Put your head into the front sight and pull the trigger.
His eyes were brighter than ever, and his hands were more steady than ever.
One shot, one person killed.
Two shots, the machine gun stopped.
Blood flowers bloomed one after another in the valley, and at the same time, they also bloomed on Lin Hao.
The 6.5mm bullet hit his arm, exploding the flesh and blood, revealing white bone stubble.
Lin Hao didn't move and couldn't move his arms, so he held the butt of the gun between his cheek and shoulder socket, moved the muzzle of the gun, turned to the next target, and fired again firmly.
Six consecutive shots emptied Lin Hao's magazine. All three Japanese machine guns misfired, and all four shooters died. The only deputy shooter did not die, but escaped. Before Lin Hao could take aim at him, he
He dropped the machine gun and ran away, running wildly into the mountains and forests behind him, leaving behind his companions.
He had never seen such crazy infantrymen, who dared to face the fire of three machine guns and shoot at them, and killed four people in a row.
Six guns, four people. What frightened the Japanese army was not only his extremely accurate marksmanship, but also the fact that he would not die? Three machine guns fired at least 100 rounds of bullets during the exchange. How did he avoid the bullets?
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The distance of more than 200 meters made it difficult for the Japanese shooter who fled timidly to see the appearance of his opponent. If he could see clearly, he would not be so confused.
Their opponent also couldn't avoid bullets. He didn't intend to either.
He is already a bloody man.
He was shot in the head, and the rounded corners of the helmet fortunately helped him bounce away, leaving only deep bullet marks on the helmet, leaving only the dizziness caused by the violent impact, which is undoubtedly the lightest injury; his right arm was broken and could only be
Although he was seriously injured, the two bloody holes on his right chest showed that if the bleeding was not stopped quickly, even if he did not hit his heart, the bleeding alone would kill him.
After emptying all the bullets in the gun, Lin Hao had a headache and could hardly see anything. He vaguely heard the familiar roar of a Japanese light machine gun. He put the gun in his arms with one hand and fell on his back.
"Rat! Where are you bastards? Why don't you climb up here quickly?" The roar of the old monkey sounded on the battlefield, and the familiar sound of Somi's submachine gun also roared again.
Monitor! I'm sorry, I can't give any red envelopes to the children. If possible, my pension and bonus should be enough. No matter how many more children you have... I look up at the sky and feel that my eyes are getting more and more...
Lin Hao, who was dark, had a smile on his face.
You know, he just killed at least a few people, worth dozens of dollars!